Amethyst Velour vs. Inoue Ritsuko (Anything Goes)

Inoue laughed a bit, it wasn't meant as a menacing one either, it was more or less, that she found Amethysts misfortune to be humorous. "I told you were pathetic." Inoue had already straddled her wounded opponent, seeing her injured arm, Inoue had other plans. Inoue would quickly try to pry the arm away and put her in an arm bar.
Inoue had every intention of hurting Amethyst to the point where she'd beg for it to end. Amethyst had proven herself a more than worthy opponent, which is why Inoue wanted her to take a few days off, while Inoue made a name for herself. If she achieved the hold, she'd simply crank the pressure and try harming Amethyst as itensely as possible.

Amethyst was in a great deal of pain. The match between her and Inoue had been pretty back and forth, but Inoue had managed to do a number on her arm throughout the entire match. Amethyst knew quite a bit about what you could do to people's arms; she had broken her own fair share of opponent's arms in the past.

That's why, when Inoue reached for her hurt arm, she began to panic, knowing that if Inoue managed to get it into a hold again, she would be done. The moment her opponent reached out for it, Amethyst began to flail around, trying to keep her from being able to grab onto that arm while wildly striking at her with the other, hoping at least to get Inoue to back the hell off from her.

Inoue was intent on getting the hold on her opponent. The whole match, every time she'd fought through pain with the idea of breaking this girl. It made the horrid pain in her head seem justifiable, that it was worth fighting through what might have been a concussion. Inoue was holding on to Amethysts wrist, as she started to struggle, Inoue focused on maintaining her grip. She toughed out most of the punches, many hitting off of her stomach which was relatively untouched and solid enough to take the desperate shots in stride. Inoue still found that Amethyst was wriggling free, so Inoue climbed off of her for the moment and would try to kick her in the head again, determined to do the same damage that Inoue was suffering through.

Amethyst took the dull kick to the side of her head, and she rolled onto her side, grasping at her head. Knowing that Inoue was right there though, she wouldn't remain like that for long, quickly rolling back over and sitting up, grabbing for the barricade to try and hurry to her feet.

Inoue quickly rolled back again, scurrying to her feet with the aid of the ring.
She noticed Amethyst getting up, and had no desire to lose control, she could already smell blood in the water, she just might have been able to end it if she remained as unrelenting as she had been. Without a second thought, Inoue charged her opponent while she was recovering, seeking to elbow her, directly in the center of the face. Inoue didn't want to let up on damaging her opponents head, especially considering the fact that her own head was damaged, it would at least serve to even the playing field if she could do real damage.

As Inoue came rushing in, Amethyst desperately threw herself to the side to avoid her, trying to grab at her as she came by and give her a harsh shove. If she was lucky, Inoue would go tripping over the barrier leaded to the cheering audience, but either way she hoped it would give her a moment of rest, to try and focus her mind and think of a plan against her.

Inoue's eyes widened as she closed in on her target, she moved! The little bitch moved! Inoue cursed her luck as she flipped over the barricade, hitting bare, cold concrete, on the other side. Inoue was hurt, but this had simply caused discomfort, she was able to scramble to her feet not long after. Inoue would seek to close the distance between Amethyst and herself, trying to set up her offense again and reassert control.

The moment Inoue flipped over, Amethyst turned and began to run, all the way around to the other side of the ring. She wanted to put as much distance between herself and Inoue as possible for now, give herself a moment to catch her breath.

On the way around though, she ducked down to grab her belt where it had been dropped, the hurried to the other side of the ring, ducking down so inoue wouldn't be able to see her when she got back up. She her plan was to try and ambush Inoue as she came around, but she would see just how well that would work...

Inoue normally loved being feared, Amethyst's fleeing would have made her beam ear to ear. Not this time. She didn't just want to beat Amethyst, she needed to, and desired to embarrass her in the process. This brawl had grown, it turned into something Inoue relished in. This would be one of the most defining moments of her career one way or another. The two newcomers were putting on an intense match, but the intensity had also scared Inoue, though she wouldn't visibly show it. She did not want to be at Amethysts mercy, she knew the kinds of things the victors could get away with, especially when they'd beaten their opponents unconscious and had free reign over their opponents body.

Inoue wasn't completely out of her senses, she knew Amethyst would be plotting, every second that went by. Inoue opted to cut down on the time Amethyst had to take a breath. Inoue's heart was beating rapidly, and she was coated in a thin layer of sweat, it stung her wounded eye. "You're too weak to stand and fight? I was right about you, coward." Inoue provoked once again as she walked briskly to Amethysts location. She noted the belt almost instantly, and though she was still a bit far away, she stepped forward and tried firing a straight right to halt any action Amethyst might be planning to take with it.

Amethyst was tired. She too was covered in a shiny sheen of sweat, panting, her breath ragged. She was tired; she was not expecting Inoue to put up this kind of a fight. Part of her was kind of excited about it...it had been a while since she had met with an opponent that could keep her on her toes like this. On the other hand, she most definately did not want to lose this fight, not her debut match, and not against this...this bitch.

The moment Inoue came around the ring and into Amethyst's view, she would lunge at her. She ducked down, under her right, trying to nail Inoue with a spear straight to her midsection, wanting nothing more at this point then to get her opponent down and keep her down, knowing that was the only way she stood any kind of chance of winning this.