Tag Team Match! Whitney White and Abigail Snow (Debut) vs Sakura and the Swede (Debut Team)

Abigail would stare back at Linnea blankly, her expression remaining the same. "Reading body language and tone. Manipulating emotions, Abigail thought as she registered what she would have to do. If her opponent's main weapon was going to be taunting her and reading her tone then it would have no effect. Remaining unreadable, both in body language and tone of voice, was her specialty.
"Do you know who Brittany Luvve is?" Abigail would ask Linnea as she would pull her into an octopus hold, "She's currently the number one wrestler in Friction." As she said this, she would lock in the octopus hold, and with her free hand she would punch Linnea in the stomach!
"Serpent's Kiss," Abigail whispered as she started to use Brittay's finisher and repeatedly beat Linnea's tummy.

Linnea would have no idea who who her opponent was talking about but after hearing that it was the top wrestler in friction the small blonde bunny started to hope that Abigail wouldn't be able to replicate it, I mean even for the miracle wrestler Linnea that would be impossible to completely replicate someone else finisher just as efficiently.

Linnea would find out that her opponent at least managed to lock it on accurately enough to deal damage though as she would feel her neck get trapped in the headscissors and would let out a cry of pain as she got punched before yelling " get your own moves! " Linnea mostly joking but realising something, the woman hoping that her accidental hint would help guide Sakura towards the evaluation that she needed.

Linnea would notice that her opponent was focusing on targeting her with all her limbs currently and would notice a possible hole that appears in her opponent's defence, if Linnea's quick thinking and perceptive eyes were right then her opponent would have her body mainly balancing on one limb currently, something that wouldn't escape Linnea's keen eyes though she was unsure if her skill could match up to her wits.

Linnea would try to wait until her opponent was just about to launch another attack before shifting her weight and trying to wrap both her legs around her opponent's leg which was still touching the matt and would try to twist and turn it to try and make the larger wrestler fall, trying to keep the hold on such a smaller opponent must also be hard for Abigail so she figured this had a chance of working. Linnea may not have the unholy gift to understand her opponent's every move, tendency in the ring and style but she was pretty good at utulizing her sharp eyes and using what she could see on the surface levels as well as trying to out think her opponent, though Linnea was smart enough to know when she was beaten in terms of wit and would just try to use her ring awareness and perception to escape now.

As Abigail kept on beating Linnea's stomach, she would notice the Swedish blonde eyeing her one leg supporting her leg although a bit too late. Abigail would feel Linnea shifting her weight in order to trip up Abigail and have her fall to the mat. With her quick thinking, Abigail would try to grab Linnea and move her in a way so that Abigail would fall on her instead. If she was able to, Abigail would be lying on top of Linnea's back, planning her next move.
As this played out, Whitney couldn't help but be amazed at how calm and cool Abigail was, not to mention how it was extraordinary how she was replicating one of AFW's top wrestler's finisher!

Linnea was glad to get out of that excruciating hold and would be even more glad when she hit the mat, her natural environment where the bunny could hop freely.
The Swedish kawaii would be pinned under Abigail's body though and would quickly lose her confidence and calm thought process when she realised that she couldn't move.

Regardless though she would at least try to do something as she would try to push herself off the mat with her opponent on top but would soon give up on that as she figured she would just have to wait until another hold was locked on, being from an amateur background she hated to just let herself be rag-dolled around like this but would realise that when up against different weight classes some things just can't be avoided.

As Abigail laid on top of the short Swedish blonde, she was able to think of another idea. Abigail would quickly get off Linnea and stomp on her head once before running to the opposite side of the ring and pushing herself on the ropes. Hopefully the curb stomped would have dazed Linnea enough for Abigail to line up the move.
"In the AFW, there are three sisters. Odd but each of them have a unique style," Abigail would tell herself as she waited for Linnea to get up and continued to pull back on the ropes, "They're known as the Hamilton sisters. Zoey Hamilton the oldest. Elisa Hamilton the middle child. And finally-" Abigail would wait until Linnea was completely standing before finishing her sentence, "Blair Hamilton the youngest." Abigail would let go of the ropes and shoot herself at Linnea with force.
"Not so big anymore," Abigail stated as she would ram into the Swedish blonde, knocking her back to the ground. If Abigail would land it, she would sit on Linnea to see if the girl was still conscious.

Linnea would try to move quickly before having her head stomped on and would be dazed as her opponent ran towards the ropes, Linnea would slowly get up to her feet just in time to see her larger opponent catapulting towards her and would quickly try to think on her feet as the small speedy bunny would try to jump into the air and drop kick her opponent still in mid air.

If this move landed Linnea would need a second to get some air, the small woman wasn't quite as tired out after this whole exchange as others would be but she still was running a little low on steam though she could probably get it back given a little bit of time.

As Abigail dashed at Linnea, she would see the her opponent jumping in the air just in time but because of the momentum she was running at, she had no choice but to take Linnea's drop kick. Abigail would hit the mat, her face showing she was unfazed but inside her head hurt a bit. Abigail would quickly recover and notice Linnea was tiring out and would quickly try to grab Linnea and place her on her shoulders.
"There is an interesting individual who likes to think the ring as a stage for her performance. She is a woman who can be described as 'odd' and dwells in the art of theater but she can be very unpredictable. Because of that, Rhiannon Sellsword is quite a dangerous opponent," Abigail whispered to Linnea, "Cherry Top Stunner!" Abigail would start to spin in a circle in the middle of the ring before suddenly transitioning into a stunner, slamming Linnea into the ground.

Linnea would quickly get to her feet, her face forming to one of dread as she watched Abigail get to her feet already, "this woman is a monster!" Linnea would think as she nervously waited for the next move, desperately hoping that she could be quick witted enough to avoid it before she ended up being helpless on the mat again.

Linnea would suddenly be forced onto her opponent's shoulders and would start to hear a familiar sounding description, she may have just found something she could exploit as her opponent would spend way too much time going on about the build up to a move Linnea already knew, and had in fact countered to win a match before.
She would dart her eyes around her opponent's body, quickly trying to think of a way to escape this situation.

When Abigail finally started to spin in a circle Linnea would wrap her own arms both around one of Abigail and then would utulize her high flying, luchador style as she was spun round to try and take advantage of the spin to re-adjust herself in mid air and try to throw Abigail forward in an arm drag after barely managing to land on her feet.

" Oh I know, I beat her before " Linnea would say, inching closer to Sakura so that she could make the quick tag if necessary, but not wanting to risk running for her partner blindly in case Abigail caught up.

You miscalculated. Don't let that happen again, Abigail thought to herself as she regained her balance and saw Linnea readying to tag in Sakura. Abigail herself would eye Whitney and she seemed to understand as she jumped into the ring and tagged Abigail. "I've got it. You just sit back and relax," Whitney would whisper to Abigail as she nodded and slipped out of the ring, "And hey, sorry bout the things I said backstage." Abigail would stare back at her partner and for a moment, her stone cold face had a smile as she told her partner no to worry.
Whitney would smile back as she put on her game face and pointed her finger at Linnea and Sakura, "Come on! Are you going to tag or not!? I don't have all day to wait for you to decide who I wreck!"

" Shut up pinkie, we'll throw your little ass out the ring soon? if you don't understand then I can tell you to go fuck yourself in 5 different languages, maybe then you'll know which one of us is the lesser human as well as the lesser wrestler." Linnea would say, before tagging in her partner, Linnea would seem a bit concerned about the fact that she had managed to make some things clear about Abigail style but hadn't really helped Sakura get clues about Whitney other than the woman being a tiny bit hot headed.

Sakura would quickly dispel her worries though by saying " Don't worry, Sakura is strong, fast and sexy! " the woman's voice not quite fitting the tone expected considering what she was trying to say, getting more excited as she said it and seeming to build up to her peak enthusiasm when saying sexy.

Sakura would then get in the ring while Linnea got out and the pink haired woman would just look across the ring at her opponent for now, but rather just walking towards the middle of the ring with a big dopey smile on her face.