Yukari "Ao-Oni" Tooru vs. Cicilia "The Juggernaut" De'Reignhardt - Dangerous Encounter

Standard Match
Victory Conditions: Gained by either pin, KO, or submission from the opponent.
Normal rules apply.

Tonight, Yukari Tooru, also known as the Ao-Oni, would be going for a singles match rather than a tag-team match alongside Shizuka. From what she had learned, she would be facing someone named Cicilia De'Reignhardt, and she was somehow a boxer. Well, it seemed that she needed to be careful around this kind of opponent, because their striking powers weren't something to be scoffed at. Still, Yukari was ready for this, and now, she was waiting for her turn as she was already clad in her light blue leotard and had her whole body painted blue.

It took her a good portion of hour to actually paint her body, though the paint wouldn't be wiped off easily. Also sporting a fake horn on top of her head, Yukari waited for her cue, folding her arms under her breasts as she hummed to herself. Soon, her entrance music, Onigashima in the Fairyland, was played, and she nodded to herself, already prepared before she stepped out to the ramp, where she received quite a pop from the crowd.

Yukari "Ao-Oni" Tooru:

Frankly, Yukari was a little taken aback by the pop from the crowd, considering that she thought of herself being mere above average compared to those who were more prestigious within the roster. Still, it's not that she didn't want this sort of thing to happen, it's just something that she'd like to point out.

Putting that matter aside, Yukari then walked down the ramp, slapping hands with those who extended their palms towards her as she headed over to the ring. Soon, when she arrived, she climbed up the apron before she entered the ring, rolling under the ropes. She continued rousing the crowd and received quite a nice cheer from them. Smiling in satisfaction, the blue demon did a little stretching up before she went to her corner so that she could for her opponent to show up.

It was one of those days where you don't want to wake up. Where everything is fucked and everything sucks. How so? When you lose your wrestling uniform at the laundromat and you have to go back to your old sports one... Just so you don't show up in every-day clothes... That was today:

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In her classic white sports-bra and tight work-out shorts, Cicilia made her way out into the arena, feeling somewhat self-conscious... Frustrated. Whatever. It wasn't like she could change it now... and if there was any up-side to this, she didn't have to show off her cleavage to some stranger she was gonna pound to dust in a minute. Her theme, Last One Standing cut into the air, harsh metal that seemed to emphasize and play off of the boxer's frustration with today. Even from here, as she walked passed the crowd that cheered her name, those that seemed to like her fights and support her, she could see her opponent in the ring... It was actually kinda hard to miss given the dark blue color scheme and horns sticking out of her head. That look... it almost got a smile out of the boxer... an amused little chuckle both growing and dying in her throat in a matter of seconds. Maybe just for that... she might not take it too hard on her.

Cicilia's face was that of stone, an expression unchanging and harsh as she too slipped into the ring, moving to her corner as she cracked her knuckles absently. Cicilia had seen a fight or two with this girl against Belinda... While she lost the majority of those, she wasn't a push-over... good technique and actually respectable strength belonged to this girl so Cicilia wasn't going to just be able to run her over...

"Hey." She greeted with a nod, rolling her shoulders in preparation. "Good luck and all that."

Seemed like her opponent for tonight was a serious type of person. Yukari had heard of her name before, though this would be her first time interacting with her. Hearing the brief greeting from Cicilia, Yukari beamed and nodded as well, "Okay, let's do our best."

With both wrestlers already in the ring, the referee would call both of them to the center of the ring, doing a little check up to see if any of them had any hidden weapons stashed somewhere in their outfits. After reassuring the ref that the fake horn wouldn't come off easily to be used as a weapon (it's already made of styrofoam, anyway), Yukari then prepared herself for the fight.

Once the ref made sure that both women were ready, she called for the bell, starting the match. Yukari watched her opponent carefully, thinking that she didn't want to try her luck going for a contest of strength, considering that from what she knew, her opponent was a boxer by trade. For the time being, the blue demon would keep her distance, shimmying aside as she would keep her eyes on her opponent, readying herself for whatever would be thrown at her.

"...Yeah."

The ref called them both to the center of the ring, Cicilia raising an eyebrow when he desired to check them for weapons or other illegal items. ...That was new. What, did they expect her to hide stuff in her cleavage? There wasn't exactly much hidden with this tight an outfit. she even caught the guy looking for just a tad longer than what she'd call "a brief little checkup", the Juggernaut having to restrain the anger already boiling up inside. Geez, what an embarassing way to lose this match by laying into this perverted ref... Maybe satisfying but not worth it.

With the beginning of the match, the blue-girl made the seemingly intelligent choice of keeping the hell away, a few meters out of the boxer's reach so that she had time to react should Cicilia move after her. Probably a good opening move... After all, if she'd tried to come at her head on, she would've gotten a knee to her gut for her troubles. She didn't however, and that would make this a long opening act... Why? Because Cicilia wasn't dumb enough to chase what she couldn't catch.

Almost everyone in the AFW could run faster than her and so the Juggernaut was always at risk of being outmanuvered. Cicilia might've had the strength to rip apart punching bags on the regular but it mattered not if she couldn't HIT a damn thing. She knew from what she'd watched that Ao wasn't some idiot wrestler nor a sluggish brawler... she was quick and she was smart... and the only way to get her hands on people like that was to give them no option but the one that lead to their misfortune.

And so... Cicilia simply stood there and waited, her hands held out in front of her in anticipation, fingers curled slightly inward as if imitating her boxing stance... but with less an emphasis on her cinder-block fists and more on the light, bounciness of her stance... Just in case she had to move. Yukari could hang out of range as long as she wanted... but if she desired to get ANYWHERE... she'd have to come to her. Cicilia would not scramble after her needlessly.

While Yukari was keeping her distance, Cicilia didn't make any move, only preparing her stance without even getting close to her. Yukari could stay like this as long as she wanted, but the match needed to start already, and keeping distance wouldn't result in anything. But she knew that if she got close, she would end up taking a blow from Cicilia's fists, and if she could help it, she would rather not have herself hit by her punch.

So, the blue demon decided to try out something else instead. She would move forward, approaching her opponent, seemingly looking to grab her body and grapple her, but as soon as she got close, she would immediately try to change her direction, moving past her opponent, hoping that it would catch her off-guard.

By doing so, Yukari hoped that Cicilia was unable to react in time as she planned to deliver a low kick to the back of her knee, hoping to make her lose her balance and footing, which Yukari thought would give her a huge advantage over the boxer. At the very least, that was what should happen, as she didn't know how Cicilia would react to this.

Cicilia sighed in contentment as the blue-girl inevitably came to her, like a fly who could go nowhere else but through the spider's lair. While the feeling of satisfaction was far less perverse and... dark than that of predator and prey, it was always satisfying to know that you were correct in your assessment. Cicilia readied herself, watching as Yukari came in for what appeared to be a grapple, apparently expecting that Cicilia would move to meet her. She did not. The Juggernaut very rarely grappled unless she had something to prove in a bout of pure power... She'd already judged herself stronger so... why bother? it was one of her weaker skills after all. No, instead her front hand whipped forward, the fingers curling into a fist aimed to sink into her opponent's cheek! It was a light jab, but enough to keep her at arm's length should it connect. The speed of her blows were something to behold truly, even if her movement, suffice it to say, was not.

Should Yukari be hit by this jab, Cicilia would move in with an overhead punch, her rear arm coming down to SLAM the oni's head down towards the ground with true but controlled power. She would then lift her knee up sharply to connect with Yukari's guts, hoping to scramble them with one brutal blow!

Should it not... Yukari must've expected some kind of strike, must've known what kind of fighter Cicilia was. She was still getting used to her rising reputation, that people would start to know her tactics and tricks. Should Yukari dodge out of the way and continue with her current strategy, the oni would slip around Cicilia as if she were a bar of soap and/or stick of butter, her grace of movement something to truly be jealous of. That strike to the back of her knee, one of the weak-points of the boxer... it would bring her down a peg, the boot dropping her leg down and the boxer along with it!

Cicilia's eyes would flash with frustration, glaring over her shoulder before that same leg shot up a blind, almost feral kick aimed at Yukari's lower tummy, making her pay for dropping her like that.

Yukari had to admit that she was lucky that the jab didn't hit her, because she actually didn't see it coming and only realized it the moment she managed to get around Cicilia in order to land the low kick to the back of her knee. Seeing that her opponent was dropped onto one knee, the blue demon planned to continue with her momentum, seeing that her opponent should be in a disadvantageous position at the moment.

But, the wild kick aimed to her lower belly prevented Yukari from following through her momentum, and she barely avoided the kick as she felt Cicilia's boot making contact to her stomach. She would distance herself from Cicilia, shimmying aside in order to change the direction of where she would come from next before rushing forward, hoping that Cicilia was still down and unable to get her defense up. She planned to deliver a knee strike to the side of the boxer's body, looking to stun her with the blow.

Even Cicilia's surprise kick at the girl's gut didn't connect, the demon apparently being made out of air to avoid the unexpected so consistently! The German watched, eyes narrowed as Yukari slipped JUST out of the way of her kick, shimmying so that she now stood at her side rather than directly behind her. The Juggernaut's defense was not all it could've been... It was something she was working on but relying on her sheer durability had always served her well.. Unfortunatly, that meant getting hit a lot and often... and that was similar to what was happening now. The demon's knee struck Cicilia right in the ribs before the boxer could make a go at her legs, the impact forcing out a gasp from the fighter... but doing little to stun her. It took a lot of pain and force to stop a pain-sponge such as Cicilia... One simple knee to her torso wasn't going to do it...

Hell, her sister on nice days hurt her worse than that.

The Juggernaut simply growled, lunging at the leg that had embedded itself in her side, wrapping her arms around it and jerking HARD, attempting to bring Yukari to the ground! Her sheer power should've been enough to rip the girl off her feet and SLAM her into the canvas... and if she managed to do so, they would be put on equal footing...

Should Cicilia managed to trip Yukari up this way, she would throw herself on top of her, pinning her to the floor but not for the win... to hold her steady while she positioned herself somewhere beneficial. Upon climbing atop her opponent, a hand would shoot down towards Yukari's throat, fingers wrapping around it and cutting off her air supply! Should she manage to attain a good grip, Cicilia would pull the girl back up to her feet as she rose herself... letting go only to plant an UGLY uppercut right into her stomach!

Moving to her opponent's side, Yukari planned to plant her knee right into her body, but much to her surprise, Cicilia managed to catch her attack even after she delivered the blow. Now that her leg was trapped, Yukari was taken down to the mat, and she squealed when she lost her balance before she hit the canvas. "Urghh!!" She grimaced after impact, but she would quickly shake her head, looking to focus herself on her opponent.

But it seemed that Cicilia wasn't going to give her any room to recover as she got down and positioned herself on top of her. It looked like the boxer wasn't going for a pinfall as her hand went to Yukari's throat, which cut off her air supply. Letting out choked noises, Yukari started struggling, but Cicilia was having none of that as she then pulled the blue demon back up on her feet before she delivered an uppercut right into her stomach.

"GOUGHHH!!!" Yukari's eyes widened as she took the massive blow, and she staggered back, pressing her hands on her stomach. It felt like her lungs were instantly emptied upon impact, and she couldn't even breathe. After taking a few steps back, she then dropped onto her knees before one hand went to the mat as she gasped for air. The massive blow to her belly seemed to have exposed her to danger, with the danger being her opponent, who was free to deal her next attack.

Cicilia's fist dug itself in deep within the blue demon's belly, causing her to stumble back in shock and pain! She grasped at her stomach in a fruitless attempt to soothe her pain as the boxer retracted her fist. The German could see the strength bleed from her, that one blow destroying even the energy that kept her standing! Well... Cicilia always did fight better against standing opponents so she couldn't very well let her fall! Yukari stumbled back, her legs shaking... but before gravity could pull her down to the floor, she would feel something latch onto her hand, something tug her back into a loose standing position!

Cicilia stood there, her fingers tightening around her wrist, tugging her back towards her... right into a punch that would THROW her back down to the ground without mercy!

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It wasn't like she had anything personal against the poor sap but it was just the way she fought... While she could push battles to the latest possible rounds, she fought like she wanted it all to end at it's earliest. It may have been brutal, even thuggish, but it was the best way to play to her strengths.

Speaking of which... If she managed to PLANT the Blue ogre back down on the ground, the German would lean down beside her, scooping up her arm and locking it between her legs... before falling back and YANKING it down in a crushing armbar! She had to keep up this momentum... Give her opponent little time to counterattack!