Tag-Team Match: Cicilia De'Reignhardt and Sayumi Arai vs The Shooting Star Sisters

Touka was behind but pushing closer towards the girl as she got closer and closer to Sayumi and attempted to tag in her partner, Namie had finally rolled out of the ring which just left the two of them Sayumi she could take no problem, Cicilia? with Namie out for a second, that was a bad dream she didnt want to go to. So she moved closer and though she was behind she was in a slightly better state as she made for her legs as she crawled at her.

Her hands could only go for the boot but even then that was migrated by her hands being a bit shaky and even when she could she felt her hands sliding off the girls legs just as easy and her eyes were full of dread as she saw her going to make the tag before she could stop her as Touka to attempt to push up to her feet and move back as tag was being made.

OH MY GOD FINALLY! Sayumi, after a brutal beating with by the sisters had managed to get free of their insidious, tag-teaming ways and get back to her! Cicilia had been watching from the damned side-lines for too long, helplessly a watcher of her girlfriend being so ridiculously tag-teamed... The Ref was doing nothing to stop it and she was sure such a thing was illegal! That whole damn part of this match had flared a dark anger in her mind, a protectiveness of her sweet she would use to dismantle these two... Oh yes, she was nice before... but that was before they started wailing her her dear Sayumi... Now they'd have to deal with a Juggernaut that was 100% committed to taking them down!

Cicilia lightly tapped Sayumi's outstretched hand and slipped between the ropes and into the arena, the two sisters apparently dreading the approach of the juggernaut. Her steps towards them slow, methodical, like that of a war-machine. She Didn't say anything. She had nothing to say... No cocky words of dismissal or declarations of vengeance... As hot as it was, her rage was a quiet one, expressed through her fists more than her words. It seemed Touka would her her opponent this time... Whatever. It didn't matter. They'd go down the same.

Cicilia allowed the girl to get to her feet seeing as it was from there her punches hit the strongest, the poor smaller girl retreating with her approach. That was almost funny. She didn't seem so timid when her GIRLFRIEND was being beaten by the pair of them! Now she was acting cowardly? Call it what you like: tactical retreat, pulling back, but what it was in the eyes of an enraged boxer was cowardice... And Touka was going to pay for it...

Suddenly bursting out of her slow approach, Cicilia would spring into a run the moment Touka started moving away, desperate to get in close and personal with the girl! The moment she was within arm's length, Cicilia would lash out with a nasty, if predictable straight-punch to the girl's face. Cicilia had a feeling that this girl was around as fast as her sibling so she probably would be able to dodge... This second move would be just in case that happened. With that punch thrown, she would quickly follow up by raising her boot to STOMP into the smaller girl's stomach, hopefully doubling her over and leaving her vulnerable!

Sayumi had felt something grasp for her leg as she crawled, in a panic she jerked herself forward. She had never crawled so fast before in her life. She was determined to get to Cicilia, she wouldn't let them lose this match because of her. As she reached out, Cicilia was helping to cover the distance by leaning out over the ropes. She kicked off the ground, covering the last bit of space between them with a small hop to finally make the tag.

Dropping back down to the canvas, she slowly rolled to slip beneath the bottom rope as Cicilia came into the ring. She had some reflective thinking to do after being thrashed by the two sisters so thoroughly. She lay across the apron huffing softly, head turned just enough to watch the match. She just needed a little time to recover.

It didnt take a genius to look at the incoming foe and see that she had struck a nerve, for what reason or how legit it may be didnt matter, no one was going to be talking about how justified her anger was in the end, just that she got angry. And Touka knew she needed to give her a wide berth if she wanted to survive. Trying to move away Cicilia quickly closed the gap between them in seconds and was on her before she had time to adjust, her hands being the only source of defense she had before She went for a simple jab that Touka moved back to avoid her face still a sight of fear to behold.

Though it seemed she played into her hands a bit, as she was quickly shut down afterwards by the rise of Cicilia's bot catching her square in the gut. "Auuggh!" Touka screamed and actually started to fold up, holding her belly as she took a feeble step back and tried to not to fall to her knees and make herself easy pray for the girl. Though if she was being honest, as she was now she was easy pray anyway.

No mercy. T'was pitiful the way Touka buckled under the foot foot to her gut, very nearly collapsing to the ground. If she were a cruel person, Cicilia would've taken this opportunity to laugh in the poor girl's face, gloating about her superiority and all that garbage... She had seen enough psychos to know that's what they would've done. She wasn't that kind of person... Just angry... She didn't feel pleasure in making her crumple like this... Justified would be a better word. Touka and Nami had brazenly beaten the fight out of Sayumi... She would make sure the same is done to each one of them in turn.

As the smaller girl grabbed at her stomach, screaming in pain, Cicilia, with only her eyes expressing her fury, brought a fist up to connect SQUARE with Touka's jaw in a crushing uppercut! She would grunt in effort, putting her entire body into the punch with the intent of taking this girl off her feet and send her FLYING back! If her punch succeeded, the German would refuse to let this girl get away for even a moment, even if such a moment was spent lying motionless on the canvas. If her punch impacted the girl the way it was intended too, Cicilia would reach out and grab the girl's collar before she could fall, her lips curling into a small snarl as she would begin to drag the girl back to her side of the arena and away from her sister! While, in her rage-induced confidence Cicilia was sure she could take them both, she didn't want to take the risk of losing the match... It'd make Sayumi's beating pointless...

Should there be little or no resistance, the German would throw Touka roughly into her corner before stepping up to block her captive's escape... She would stand there, ominously passive as if waiting for the Star-sister to get her bearings. That was... until the Juggernaut took her fist in her hand, cracking her knuckles in preparation for payback.

Touka was hurt and worse she felt her opponent bearing down on her like she was a prime cut she was going to tear into, she wasnt being outright hostile but the intensity was enough to tell her where this was going and how fast it was falling apart for her. Her attempt at retreat wasnt appreciated either as she was suddenly set upon by a vicious uppercut that sent her head shooting up and her body arching as she looked ready to fall over, though she wasnt granted that either, instead Cicilia grabbed and dragged away from he corner. Not that it mattered yet, Namie was still on the floor getting up but the fact that she was pinned in the corner was going to ensure that there was nothing for her to do even when she was able to try and help.

Tossed in the corner without a care in the world Touka slid to the floor laying against the turnbuckle as she rubbed her chin and felt the big girl lingering in front of her. This was bad but she didnt want to look like a coward, that would set back all the hard work Namie had put into them looking serious..though serious wasnt going to save her as she slowly grabbed the ropes and attempted to pull herself up to her feet, looking up at Cicilia all the while she made her rise.

Touka, despite her disrupted state attempted to rise to her feet quite admirably, using the ropes as supports to help her up. That poor, sad girl... She would've been smarter to have just given up... But then... choosing to beat on Sayumi as hard as she had wasn't the smartest decision she'd made today either... Clenching her fists tightly, the boxers took a step in, throwing a fist HARD into the girl's stomach, the turnbuckle behind her negating any give the crumpling of her body might offer her! From there, the boxer would do what she did best: Letting loose string of light but very plentiful punches, focusing entirely on peppering the girl's face with punch after punch after punch! In the process, though, Cicilia had completely sacrificed her guard to unleash the plentiful offense, leaving her open to any counters the girl might've been able to produce... That was, if she could bring herself to push through the German's assault! The damage each punch could inflict to the girl would've been minuscule compared to the uppercut she just ate but the sheer number of punches in addition to Touka still shaking off that earlier blow should've been enough to keep her trapped.

If she was able to keep her trapped... Cicilia's arms would start to get tired from keeping up the barrage... the Juggernaut's breathing slightly heavy. 'Twas time to put an end to this... With a grunt, the boxer would reach out with her hand, her fingers tightening around the smaller wrestler's throat, cutting off her air supply! That wasn't all it was for, however as she slowly began lift her hand up, attempting to take the girl off the mat with her sheer strength! Her arm muscles bulged, swelling to their fullest in a visual display of the Juggernaut's strength, taking the girl a little off the ground, not too much before stepping back (so that the poor girl didn't get her head smashed against the turnbuckle) and SLAMMING Touka into the mat in her signature Choke-Slam: The Dragon-Slam Drop! The problem with this move was that the wind-up was EXTREMELY slow and the execution took a LOT of Cicilia's energy... If Touka kept her head and managed to stay lucid through the punches, there was a very real possibility she could craft an escape!

It didnt seem there was no better option and despite it all Touka really didnt want to let her sis down by quitting just to avoid a beating but standing up to take one didnt seem the smartest of choices. Namie had recovered and was moving her way towards the ring but looked at Touka with an understandable layer of fear. Especially when she got up and suddenly felt Cicilia moved and caught her with another strong jab to the belly! "Uuuuggkk!" Youka folded up almost instantly as her belly felt crushed by the girls power but she still didnt fall over again, though after she started firing shots to her face that connected and rocked her head around she wasnt dropping anywhere. Instead she was being a punching bag that could only vaguely put up some kind of defense.

Though she did try and formulate a plan through the pain her mind waiting for the best moment to act and as Cicilia came in for another shot Touka decided it was now or never. Ducking to avoid the next punch and ignoring the pain in her hurting jaw she would attempt to lower her self and bring her knees up to try and drive both her feet into her leg to take her off balance! If that connected and she got more room Touka would try and move to the left and get out of the corner and more to the left side of the ring still near the ropes.

Well... It seemed that Touka was tougher than she was letting on! Girl took the uppercut to her gut quite well, not to mention raising her arms in a (pitiful) functional defense against her flurry of punches! Apparently managing to get her bearings, the smaller girl ducked to the side as her newest punch came around, her fist instead striking the turn-buckle she had Touka trapped up against!... Ow... That definetely slowed her down... Seizing the opportunity she made for herself, the smaller girl quickly pushed up against the ropes, bringing her legs up to SLAM into the Juggernaut's leg, taking it out from under her and dropping her to one knee! Cicilia gasped in surprise as her leg collapsed, snapping her out of her enraged state for a moment or two... The girl quickly fled from her confinement without a moment to lose, fleeing to the opposite end of the ring to lean against the ropes, get her bearings back.

The German rose to her feet, more annoyed than in pain, her leg throbbing a little bit but it was nothing distracting. She raised her arms in her boxing stance, glaring through her guard as she inched her way over too her. She had seen too many matches of people running up to people on the ropes only to get an elbow to the chin or a boot to the stomach. Sometimes, if one was unlucky, they'd get their throat dropped upon the taught ropes! Cicilia was mad... but she wasn't a complete nimrod. Perhaps that took out a LITTLE bit of the theatrical element, but she was here to win for her girlfriend... not lose in the dumbest way possible! She would be cautious... despite how her muscles tensed and her patience grated against her anger.

Touka had surprised herself with her actions, must have been pure adrenaline because if she let herself get caught like that again she might not be able to do the same, hell she wasn't sure she could survive period much longer. All she did wasnt to fight back it was just to escape but escape wasn't an option in a match and how could she hope to erase the bad rep she had built since arriving if she was on the retreat an entire match. She needed Namie but Namie was still so far away..Reaching out to get her to come to her and tag but not super close since she was an entire ring away from her and something told her Cicilia wasnt done with her.

So she needed to find a way to recover from the punches, fight off the bigger girl and tag out, step one was eluding her still as she took a deep breathe and tried to fully get to her feet as Cicilia moved towards her. Pushing off the ropes Touka brought her hands up as well and started to circle around hoping she could get away from her and get closer to Namie as she tried to go for another kick to the leg, since she doubted punching her chest would get any results.