Marie vs Mimete

Marie stepped out into the arena, greeted by boos as her regal music began playing over the PA and white petals fluttered down from the scaffolds, covering the ramp in white petals. She walked down in a dark blue cloak, boots, and leotard, proudly making her way down the ring and climbed through the ropes, taking off her cloak and moved to her corner.

Mimete walked down the aisle to her more hip music. She carried a fan and what seemed to be a long oriental blue, flowery dress. It was long down the front and back but was split down the sides so that her long shapely legs were shown. Her hair was done in a slightly curly style.

She enetred the ring and arrogantly strode up to Marie so that their breasts might touch slightly. She gave an unfazed arrogant smile to her. Mimete still had the fan in her hand which was on her hips. if Marie did not do anything right away, Mimete would turn to go to her corner to put it away.

Marie smirked, bumping her breasts into Mimete's as they stood face to face, watching as she walked back to her corner. This was going to be fun, she could tell. She awaited the bell, moving to a grappling stance. "Hope you have a high tolerance for pain, sweetheart. Gonna need it!" She declared.

Mimete didn't seem to react too much to the bell. She would turn and amrch right up to Marie. Unless any immediate action was taken, she would boldly go toslap her across the face almost as fi feeling that was the appropriate way to initiate a catfight.

Marie watched as Mimete walked straight up to her, deciding to take the slap as it came at her, taking it across the face with a gasp, then glared at her, trying to respond back with a fierce backhand!

"Oh!!!"

Mimete's head snapped to the side and she gave Marie a murderous look. Then she would try to reiterate with another hard slap up across the side of her chin that would be more like a professional punch.

Marie considered leaning out of the way, but decided to take this chance to see who would fall to their knees first. Her head jogged up, cringing a little as her chin started to sting, but then she swings her open hand for the top of her chest, hoping to make them sting good.

"Agh!"

Mimete grabs her chest and glares at Marie. At this moment her temper was riled up enough, that she would simply try to tackle Marie, grabbing her around her shoulders and trying to slam her to the ground.

Marie braces herself as she lunges at her, and gets taken down to the ground with a soft grunt, and would then reach up for Mimete's hair and try to roll her underneath her afterwards, growling down at her, trying to slap her again if she got on top of her.

Mimete takes the slaps and then grits her teeth in anger and also grabs at Marie's hair to try and roll on top of her. If successful, one hand grabbed her hair while the other grabbed around the shoulder scruff of her clothes and she would try to bang the back of ehr head repeatedly into mat.