The Juggernaut Cicilia vs. The Mighty Yukiko

Rules: Tables Match

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With her music blasting out over the arena. Cicilia stepped out into the view of the audience, the viewers bursting into cheers... likely remembering her last match with Alexia.... something she did hr very best to forget... T.V. had a way of cementing the undesirables in the minds of the viewers though and for the people who were actually there, seeing it happen live? Well... they wouldn't forget it, now would they? She wasn't the kind to hold a grudge against the audience for what they saw. It wasn't their fault that she had been put in such an embarrassing situation but still... their cheers didn't exactly help her self-esteem either... There was only one person in this profession who she wanted positive commentary from and she wasn't here. The rest were just assaults on her ego...

Just because she didn't hold a grudge didn't mean she had to acknowledge them, though. As she walked down the ramp to the ring itself, various "fans" reached out to get a high-five or something, a look... anything from her and they received nothing. Cold? Yes. Unjustified? Perhaps. This... version of self-isolation kept her anxiety away for now... and with a suppressed anxiety came less hostility. She didn't want to be an asshole to someone who didn't deserve it. She learned her lesson on that front. She would have to see if this "Mighty" Yukiko was worth getting mad over. Scattered around the outside of the ring were 3 seperate tables, one more folded up and tucked in a corner to be set up during the match. Each one was the same: Thin wood so not to critically injure those thrown threw it. That was the objective after all... Defeat through crushing someone through a table... Oh the satisfaction that would bring.

Cicilia slipped under the bottom rope, waiting in the center for her opponent to make her appearance as she cracked her knuckles and rolled her neck to loosen up her joints and give her something to do to keep her attention from drifting back to the audience.

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Mighty Yukiko's time in AFW had been a strange one, she had lost her first match in this league against Misaki Toyoda the ace wrestler of Berserk, which clearly didn't sit too well with the pink haired fighter, as she didn't exactly want to come in here and be a loser, she was after all the ace of wrestle angels. 

The Japanese fighter was more than ready for tonight though, it was a tables match against a woman she didn't know a whole lot about, but she could only do what she always did, which was go out and do her best. As such, her music soon started to play out of the speakers after her opponent had made her way down into the ring and settled there. Mighty Yukiko would step out onto the ramp to the pop of the crowd, a loud cheer for the fan favorite wrestler, who even if her time in AFW wasn't very long so far, she had a good deal of fame riding from the Wrestle Angels days. 

Yukiko would take to running down the ramp, high fiving the crowd as she made her way towards the ring and soon jumped up onto the apron. She removed her jacket and tossed it to one of the stage hands around the ring, as she would then slip into the ring under the ropes and get up towards the center, raising her right hand as a pointed finger up towards the sky. 

The crowd roared out in approval of Yukiko as the Mighty one would turn around towards her opponent, walking up a bit towards her as she would give her a smile and offer a sportsmanlike handshake to her opponent. " Let's both do our best and fight fair and square!" 

Cicilia watched as her opponent made her way to the ring, finding her appearance somewhat... amusing. No, it wasn't that there was any particular part of her that was worth laughing at. Indeed, her appearance was actually somewhat standard compared to some of the weirdos and freaks she had come across in this match. What tickled the juggernaut was that she seemed the opposite of her in a lot of ways. Such bright colors with a personable personality to match, showing a lot of care to those that cheered her on by offering them her attention in the form of high-fives... It was almost like she was facing a refraction of herself. Now all Yukiko needed was to be a submission specialist with a talent in high-fly and then their opposition would be complete... Not something Cicilia relished to face in battle for obvious reasons.

Yukiko discarded her jacket and made her way to the center of the ring where the Juggernaut did as well, offering her hand out to her in a sign of sportsmanship! The German blinked and looked at the offered had, kinda shocked by her acts of kindness. Given her entrance, perhaps she shouldn't have been but when almost all the people you fight in the AFW are freaks and monsters, then you start to forget that there are some people here that DIDN'T want to rip you to pieces. After a moment of hesitation, Cicilia smirked, offering her hand out to meet Yukiko's, even humoring her with a smile of her own! It might've been wary and perhaps a little forced but there was a little nugget of genuine compassion in there... Heh... She even kinda reminded her of Sayumi in some ways... The juicy colors and bubbly personality respectively.

"Promise I'll give my all if you do the same." For once, her sanguine eyes didn't burn with anger... Was kinda hard to get mad when someone treated you so nicely at the start, after all. Cicilia may have had a lot of loosely buried anger in her heart, but even she could see genuine kindness when it's offered!

With that display of sportsmanship out of the way, Cicilia took a step back to give them some room in preparation for the bell to ring. She had a good feeling about this fight. Somewhere in there, she hoped that not a bit of rage would surface.

Yukiko would watch as the darker clad woman walked up towards the center of the ring and met her, the pink haired woman would smile at the raven haired woman as she stepped up and offered her a handshake as well, the two of them shook hands and with Cicilia giving her those words, Yukiko would throw a kind smile the way of the raven haired woman.

" No worries there, I plan on giving nothing less with just maybe a little more." Yukiko said in a amused tone as she would then suddenly step back from Cicilia. Nodding her head at the woman as she waited for the bell to ring. It didn't take a whole lot longer before the bell rang and Yukiko would drop down into her wrestling stance.

Yukiko would inch her way forward as she was down in her wrestling stance, inching her way closer and closer as she would then try and offer a lock up towards the fellow wrestling leotard clad woman. Looking to start this match off in a pretty standard manner with a collar and elbow tie up.

"Good. Best of luck and all that." Cicilia offered, giving the pink-haired wrestler a nod. She hoped Yukiko lived up to that promise... She was getting kind of excited now! With the *DING* of the bell, The Juggernaut lowered herself into her wrestling stance as did her opponent, the two of them inching forward before locking up in a mutual elbow tie-up! Cicilia grunted softly as she began to SHOVE Yukiko back towards the ropes, aiming to use her natural strength to control the battle! It was a classic strategy of anyone who believed themselves stronger, to bully weaker opponents into doing what they wanted!

"GRRRRH!" She growled softly! If Yukiko attempted to resist her, Cicilia would note that she was FAR stronger than she had expected, earning her title! Yes, in many ways she was a lot like Sayumi... If only a tad bit more reserved in her attire and maybe a BIT less showy but man... strength was not one of their comparable attributes. On the occasions they actually trained together Cicilia had no trouble pushing around her girlfriend, making quick work of whatever physical barriers she put up to defend herself. Sayumi just wasn't as strong as Cicilia was but Yukiko was another story. In fact, the Mighty wrestler might've been in the same ball-park when it came to pure, raw physical ability... Something she'd have to compliment her on later... Right now, the Juggernaut aimed to earn her OWN title!

Shove after shove Cicilia attempted to rip apart Yukiko's resistance until there was no more ground between her and the ropes! Should things go as planned, the boxer would shove her opponent hard against them, establishing that fact that SHE had the most strength in this fight here! As far as she was concerned, this lock-up was merely a test to see who was stronger... Give them both an idea of who they was fighting.

Mighty Yukiko and Cicilia soon enough locked up against one another in that collar and elbow tie up. The Mighty Ace found herself pushing against a wall from what felt like, as if she was trying to move a house. Yet, Yukiko wouldn't back down, she's stay firm and strong.

" Nngh!!!" She grunted out as her and Cicilia were pushing against one another. For a few seconds they were both evenly matched, neither one being able to move the other an inch, when Cicilia would try and ramp up the pressure and try and force the pink haired fighter backwards.

Yukiko's boots slipped a bit on the canvas as she quickly tried to fight back, attempting to push against Cicilia, as the wrestle angels ace would try and force and push Cicilia backwards, trying to take a step forward and then another and then another. Trying to bully and force the raven haired woman backwards step by step!

Despite Yukiko's strong resistance, the Juggernaut eventually wore it down, pushing her back not step by step... but inch by inch! Even though the Boxer's strength was superior, Yukiko held her ground and it was lost nonetheless! Her boots dug unto the canvas below them skidding along it's surface with an irritating grind, making the push slower... harder... but not stopping it! Cicilia grunted in frustration, expecting the Mighty Yukiko to give and spare her energy, giving Cicilia control of the beginning of the match in some (misguided) attempt at playing a longer game! This was what she THOUGHT Yukiko would attempt but... No... Nothing so common! Despite the overwhelming power she was being bombarded with, the pink-haired wrestler REFUSED to give in! The German's sanguine eyes shot down, catching the movement of Yukiko's leg as she attempted to take a step, to make a move to gain back that what she'd lost!

Heh... She wouldn't call her stupid but... Reckless. That was a better word.

Suddenly, Cicilia's front leg would shoot up, aiming to JAM into Yukiko's gut as she moved in for that step, punishment for her audacity! As much fun as it could be, shoving her opponent back into the corner despite her commendable efforts, she wasn't too much in the mood to bully if it meant she had to work for it! Time to get down to business!

Disregarding this game of strength, should her knee connect, Cicilia would quickly disconnect from their lock and attempt to slip around the strong, proud wrestler and lock her arms under Yukiko's in a Full Nelson hold! Her fingers interlocked behind her head, the German's lips curling into a confident smirk should she manage to trap her opponent! Little by little, she was starting to incorporate grapples into her style... Bit by bit... It wasn't NEARLY as fluid as some who specialize in the stuff and she had to THINK about what she was doing instead of it coming purely naturally, but practice was what made her the boxer she was today... It would make her a better wrestler too!

"Come on, Yukiko!" Cicilia encouraged. "Earn your title! Show me what you got!" Not a taunt... Not a hint of sharp humor or misplaced aggression in her voice. This was fun and, best of all, Yukiko was SANE as far as she could tell! If anything, the german was treating her more like a friend she hadn't fought in years, encouraging  her to go beyond her limits and help her do the same!

...Uncharacteristic, she knew, but when all she fights are people just as or darker and crazier than herself, she would take the friendlier ones with grace. It was a gift of sorts, this match, and Cicilia didn't want to ruin it by poisoning the Mighty Yukiko with the Juggernaut's aggression

As Yukiko was about to gain back her lost ground against Cicilia the pink haired fighter was forced to suffer at the blow of the boxer's knee coming right up and hitting her right in her gut, causing the Mighty one to cough out, shaking her head as she would lose out in her strength, the lock up was broken between them.

Instead the powerful raven haired fighter slipped in behind her and started to slip her arms up in under her armpits and locked her up into a painful full nelson hold. Pressing her rack against the back of the turquoise clad wrestler.

Mighty Yukiko found herself in quite the pickle early on, as she would hear the woman trying to encourage her. Sure she had been a bit rusty coming back into the ring after her long absence, it was a different thing to train people than it was to actually face off against experienced wrestlers first hand. It had earned her a defeat at the hands of Misaki Toyoda, the ace of Berserk, but she wasn't about to let herself get defeated here again.

As a return to that encouragement the pink haired fighter would move her hands and grasp them against the back of Cicilia's head, trying to grasp it tightly before she'd kick forward with her legs, trying to drop down onto her rear and smack Cicilia's chin against the top of her head with a jawbreaker! Trying to break the hold and deal a fair bit of pain to the German.

Yukiko may have found herself in a pickle... But she sure as hell knew how to get out of them!

Cicilia couldn't help but feel a bit of confidence, having been able to get the drop on someone as experienced in the art of wrestling as Yukiko! Being a new fighter to the roster, the German, in truth, hadn't expected her manuver to go over as well as it had! Hardly any brute force required in her reversal, mere cunning and weight shifting being the true tipper of the balance! It was a strange feeling... not muscling through every problem that came her way... A REFRESHING FEELING... One that filled her with pride.

The problem was... She expected it to last. Despite her encouragement, she expected one as strong as Yukiko to play her game, to try and muscle out of it... No. Not everyone was like her and she found out the hard way what that REALLY meant. Cicilia grunted in confusion as the pink-haired woman snaked a hand around Cicilia's head, locking it down close by her shoulder.

What's she doing...? The German thought to herself, trying to pull her neck free. Trying... and failing. What is thi- Suddenly, Yukiko DROPPED with Cicilia following her helplessly, the boxer letting out a cry of shock as her jaw SNAPPED upon the other wrestler's shoulder as she hit the ground in a jaw-breaker!

Her own full-nelson turned against her! She hadn't even thought of that! Cicilia fell away from her opponent with a cry of pain, her arms unwinding from under Yukiko as they instead flew back up to her face. Shocked... Disoriented a little even, the black-haired fighter attempted to rise back to her feet, trying to shake off the blow! Her movements were slow... unsure, her tempo... momentum broken by that one, simple counter! Yukiko had her vulnerable... open to attack! She just had to capitalize on it!

Mighty Yukiko's clever counter to Cicilia's move managed to catch the Boxer off guard, which was exactly what Mighty Yukiko had planned, getting the raven haired fighter to fall backwards and crash onto her back after losing her hold completely. The pink haired fighter was quick to gather herself, one hand rubbing at the top of her head as she spun around and rose up towards her feet.

Backing up a few steps to get some distance from Cicilia, she would wait and watch, anticipating that rise from the powerful German. The Japanese fighter would take a deep breath, and as she saw Cicilia start to rise, Mighty Yukiko would take to a run! Attempting to build up speed and momentum, full steam ahead she charged off towards the raven haired fighter.

She'd jump up and try and drive her into the face of Cicilia, aiming to hit the woman with a quick and powerful shining wizard! Trying to keep working over that head/face and keep Cicilia down on her back!