Gato Blanco vs. Kozue Kaburagi - She's Lost Control

After the finall call sounded and the closing bell rang out, Blanco released Kozue's legs and rolled off of her body. Adjusting his mask, staring up at the arena lights, Blanco pumped a fist in the air, in victory. Once again, the Cat's Eye had decisively finished the match in his favor, but the luchador wasn't quite sure if anyone in the arena realized how close a contest that could have been. Kozue was fast, clever, and mostly on-point with her moves, throughout that match. A quick reversal at the very last moment was the deciding factor- how easily could it have gone the other way?

Still, the loud cheers of the fans echoing from the arena, it seemed the appreciation from the AFW crowds would continue. As his victory was announced over the loudspeakers, and his music began to sound, Blanco felt the afterglow of victory wash over him. He let the tension in his body release, and allowed himself to take a moment and breathe.

Blanco laughed huskily, as Kozue patted the back of his mask. "Yeah, right," he said, between deep breaths, "just gimme five, gonna grab a water, we'll go again." Holly was making her way into the ring, at that point, while the ref approaching Blanco to raise his hand. Blanco accepted both women's help in getting back upright, and raising his arms as the announcer called out his victory. Holly braced herself up against Blanco to support him as the opening horns of his theme sounded.

With Blanco back upright, the two of them eventually turned back to Kozue. "Ribbing aside, that was a great match. Your balance and speed are on point, better than almost any I've seen. I might need to learn some of those clever ninja tricks," Blanco said, extending a hand to his opponent. Holly joined in as well, leaning down with a sheepish smile. "That was something," she added, "uhm, sorry about all the, ah, you know ..."

Despite the fact that she’d just taken a serious whipping from the mighty masked luchadore, Kozue couldn’t help but smile as his hand was raised in victory. So many guys in Tension seemed to be either outright pussy pushovers or total dicks like Killer King. It was nice to have a few guys who were legit good wrestlers who wanted to have good matches and won things clean. It was a trend she really hoped would continue.

Grabbing the ropes for support, she got back to her feet right as Gato and Holly turned her way, with him giving her a few - much appreciated - props. ”Pfft, pretty sure you can do anything I can do better than I can, man. But thanks. Much respect.” Kozue took a moment to run her chest and hiss, still aching from the elbow, before she turned to Holly and threw a glare her way. ”As for you…”

Kozue narrowed her eyes and stepped towards Holly, looking her up and down as she got closer. It was only when they were a couple of feet apart that she dropped the facade and brightened up with a beaming smile. ”Eh, we’re cool, just fucking with you, nothing personal. In fact...” She snickered and opened her arms. ”Let’s hug it out!”

Kozue tried to give Holly a good, warm, sweaty, smelly embrace, that she was sure at least one of them would appreciate. Probably mostly her.

After the victory pose, Gato Blanco tucked his wounded arm back toward his chest.  That was going to need a hell of a lot of ice, tonight.  Still, it was worth it- the rush of the crowd, the continuation of improving his legacy in front of the Japanese audience.  And, it seemed, the opportunity to impress another opponent.

Blanco nodded with sincere gratitude, as Kozue repaid his compliments.  However, there was a sudden influx of tension in the ring, as the young ninja went quiet, and started stepping up to Holly.  And while the luchador didn't think Kozue would be too eager to start another brawl right then and there, the Brit had no such suspicions.

Stifling a bit of a nervous whimper as Kozue stared her down for a moment, Holly was at a loss for what to do.  Had her big mouth just gotten her in trouble, again?  What was happening, here?  How much exactly was this going to hurt?

Kozue's sudden smile brought a loud sigh of relief out of Holly, who deflated slightly and put a relieved hand over her chest.  "Oh, thank G-" she muttered, cut off quickly as Kozue went for the hug.  "Oh, um, right," Holly stammered, as the slender (and sweaty, and possibly somewhat ripe) Kubaragi wrapped her arms around Holly's generous curves and pulled her tight, causing Holly to wrap her arms a bit awkwardly around Kozue's waist.  The contrast between Holly's lavender perfume and Kozue's post-match musk was striking, and the Brit's chest swelled against Kozue as she tried to hold her breath.  At the very least, though, Holly was relieved that it wasn't the beatdown that she had momentarily suspected.

Blanco laughed, as did a good portion of the crowd.  "You're good people, ninja girl," he said.  "You ever want to unwind, some time, first round is on us!"

"Ah, y-yes, yes," Holly added, sounding a bit hurried a she patted her hands on Kozue's shoulders with a nervous laugh, "some time down the road.  Perhaps after a shower. Or, you know, what have you!"