Description: In this episode, Alexis tracks down the lucha-group back to Mexico, deciding to give it a try. This time she gives them the name Mariposa del Angel, and she's paired up against the person she wanted back in Southtown - the mysterious White Tiger. Can the little Mariposa fend off the ferocious, yet silent beast? What is it that drives the White Tiger? Tune in!
The invading luchadores in Southtown have cleared out and hopped a bus back to Mexico. ..Yes, a bus. They made money, but not -that- much money. And yes, the federation is pretty low budget. Regardless, they're a zealous bunch, ready and rearing to get back to their home turf and work things out. They have one or two definite new people who'll be getting a feel for things. And conveniently enough, the contracts are very temporary. Just good for a few days to see if they like it, and if they do, they get to stay. If not, heck with'em!
Regardless, they've already got another setup going. Back in their home area, they receive a heck of a lot more audience members than they did in Southtown. And their show is already in progress in a larger gymnasium, crowd roaring, luchas casually waiting behind the seating area and away from the ring.. just chillin'. Only one announcer tonight, the woman is meandering around to make sure those next up are ready and good to go...
Mexico?!?!?
Alexis almost didn't come because the last time she took off on a weekend, she got an earful from her father. Finalizing her decision to actually head to see what these meanie luchadores might offer, she contacted her father and explained she needed to go see the Mayan temples for an extra-credit history project and got permission to fly off.
Anything for her studies, apparently, and nothing for her entertainment.
Getting lost trying to find the gymnasium, the little gymnast threw up her hands in frustration and decided to return to her hotel. She turned a corner. She saw a sign.
It was like a light going off above her head. DING! This was it!
Sneaking off to the back of the gymnasium, she made her way through the building to the lockers, changed and set off in search of the idiot woman who tried to have her killed.
And the woman is found... and she likewise finds Lexi. She pauses and blinks at her, then sets her hands to her hips. "Well, well! Decided to show, did you?," she asks. A few wrestlers shove by both of them in the cramped hallway, but she hardly seems to lose any sort of stride. She moves a bit closer to the lil Butterfly girl. "And you expect me to let you in?"
"You nearly killed me, you made me an offer, I took you up on it." Alexis settles a somewhat steely glare on the woman, hands setting to her hips. "I've come all this way to show that while I dress like an insect, my spirit isn't so easily squished." Does she expect to be let in?
"Yes, I am hoping you'll give me a chance. But uhmm..." Fidget. "... just maybe not against that Leon guy again? He totally outclasses me..."
"Apology accepted," says the woman flippantly, waving a hand. "You aren't good enough to take the title from him anyway. So you can have another unknown." She turns away from the girl and smiles dryly. "He was supposed to fight someone else, but you will do. The man you wanted earlier is here. You can have him." And she starts wandering off again. "You're up next~!," she calls over her shoulder
The man she wanted earlier? She's /next/?
Alexis gulps a few times, having absolutely no clue what the idiot Mexican woman is babbling on about. She chases after a few steps, wanting to ask for clarification only to realize at the last moment that she's not liable to get any, no matter how nicely she asks.
Tiptoeing to the edge of the hallway, she peeks out to look for the ring, and to see if she can't set her eyes upon the 'man' she's supposed to be fighting against.
He's nowhere to be seen, really. Nor should he be, considering he's not up yet. But at the same time, the match that -was- going on is now over, and the declarations are made. Hooplah goes on... and finally, the fighters are cleared from the ring.
The woman appears beside the girl again, giving her a look. "Same name?," she asks suddenly, while the announcer takes care of culling the rowdy crowd. "..'Butterfly'?," she asks.
Yeeeeeek~!
Alexis isn't expecting anyone to sneak up on her in the hallway! Everyone should be watching the match! How did that woman move so quietly? She's a ghost! She's... she's... okay. Enough of the overactive imagination. The little gymnast tilts her head toward the woman, and dips her head forward in a nod as a response.
She begins to edge her way out of the hall in order to make her way across the gymnasium to the ring. As an after thought, she glances back over her shoulder calls, "Unless you want to make it more Spanish sounding..." Meep! She better clarify, so that she doesn't come out sounding like some curse word! "It's... uhh... Mariposa... right? Mariposa del Angel..."
As the lil Butterfly starts to flutter out towards the stage, the woman's iron-grip attempts to seize her by the shoulder. "Not until you're announced!," she admonishes. "...Mariposa del Angel?," she repeats, giving her a weird look. "Fine." She then disappears down a side hallway.
...
And there she is again, this time popping up beside the mall announcer to slip him a card. He hardly even looks surprised by her sudden appearance. But then she's scurrying away, and the man proceeds with things.
"Next in the ring!," he begins. "Making her way down now! The beautiful, but spirited... Mariposa del Angel!"
"Wha---eek! Stop doing that," she admonishes of the irritating Mexican woman. Before Alexis really has time to react though, the woman has walked through walls again, and is reappearing across the gymnasium. Blinking at this, she decides it's probably better to not ask any questions. What she doesn't know, won't hurt her. She hopes.
When she's announced, she runs from the hallway, leaps high into the air and performs a triple somersault before landing just outside the ring. Arms spread wide to display the butterfly-wing cape, twirling around at the same time. Once more she springs from the ground, hopping high into the air so that she can flip her way into the ring. The cape flutters behind her while she's airborne, and the exact second her feet hit the canvas, the material flies out toward a turnbuckle.
And the audience gives her a pretty good reaction for all of this. For one.. she -is- pretty. Or at least, the skinny little thing is attractive and sweet-looking. For another, she had a great entrance! So she can preen and pose as much as she likes, sombrero ref gesturing towards her.
"And her opponent... from an unknown wilderness far from civilization... the proud, fearsome White Tiger!"
And from the other side of the gymnasium emerges none other than the one she -wanted- to fight in the first place. Drake.. lucked out. He hoped she was going to continue with the luchadore stuff, and he specifically requested to fight her. Apparently the Mexican woman was cocky enough to assure him of that... but he figures this is the best kind of training Lexi can get. Real matches in front of a real audience, against someone she.. err.. doesn't know, as far as she's aware. It's perfect! And there she is, looking all the part of a wrestler he thought she'd be. He told'er she made him think lucha! Hah!
In the White Tiger's company are a pair of short, non-descript locals, just sauntering along a couple feet behind him. When he stops at the edge of the elevated ring, he just waits there stoically while the two henchy-types remove the cape from him. And once free of this, he springs up onto the ring's edge, then vaults over the top rope. He quickly approaches the lil Mariposa, intent only to stop when he's right up at her, glaring down eye to eye, teeth bared.
Oh! It's /him/! The crazy lady meant the White Tiger! Alexis stands in the ring, still preening while the man in the mask makes his own entrance. It's not hardly as flashy as hers, but she's gotta admit, it's quite intimidating. Gulping, she tries to back away from him, acting the part of a meek little butterfly.
Backed against the turnbuckle, 'Mariposa del Angel' flutters her lashes up at the mean, nasty looking White Tiger and offers a timid little smile. "G-good luck!"
He looks very angry though, and it's making her want to fidget and fuss. He may not be half as large as the Leon-lion, but he looks pretty tough!
COMBATSYS: Alexis has started a fight here.
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The White Tiger responds to her innocent little offer of luck with a loud, roaring growl, thrusting himself closer to her to bump against her. He then turns sharply to stride back to the center of the ring and wait for the bell.
Senor Sombrero lifts an arm to signal it to begin with that.
DING!
And the White Tiger pounces at her, attempting to lock up with the girl and try to just overpower her.
COMBATSYS: Drake has joined the fight here.
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Drake 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Alexis
"Yeeeeek~!" Mariposa has only barely heard the ding when the monstrous Tiger is pouncing at her. Diving into a tumble to avoid being caught in his claws, the gymnast somersaults so that she can spring up behind him. Peridot eyes widened with fear, she tries to size the man up and decide what to do.
A punch or a throw, a punch or a throw? This is wrestling, so maybe it's best if she tries to launch him away from her. The girl reaches out to grab him by his bare shoulders, trying to grip into them tightly so that she might fling him toward the ropes across from them.
COMBATSYS: Drake dodges Alexis' Quick Throw.
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Drake 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Alexis
The girl's quick! But the White Tiger quickly whirls around to face her again, teeth bared, hands lifted at the ready to either claw her apart or grapple with her. ..And she soon discovers that he's rather speedy as well, as the feline-dressed male suddenly ducks underneath her grip and goes to weave around behind her back. He then suddenly attempts to grab ahold of her right arm, one hand on the elbow, the other at the wrist to wrench it up tight behind her back in a hammerlock.
COMBATSYS: Alexis blocks Drake's Fast Throw.
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Drake 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Alexis
He ducked? Maripose del Angel would waste time blinking and wondering at that, only he's catching hold of her right arm. He begins to wrench it behind her body, but as the pain begins to shoot along her arm, she twists it free, twirling about to face him. Beneath her mask, peridot eyes peer at him, and she takes a few steps back from him.
Without thinking much about it, she balls her dainty little hand into a fist and thrusts it forward. This is aimed at the masked-man's jaw, in the extreme hopes of catching him off-guard and enabling herself to gain even more distance from him.
COMBATSYS: Drake blocks Alexis' Quick Punch.
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Drake 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Alexis
She's twisted free! Good for her! Not bad! And now... now she looks ready to just assault him. The White Tiger sneers at her and crouches a little. When her fist thrusts up, it's cleanly blocked with a forearm, and he suddenly attempts to grab the girl by the throat and hips. If caught, he hoists her into the air and tries to lay her on her back across his shoulders. The one hand slides from her throat to underneath her chin, and the other hand slips from her hips to between her legs, holding a thigh.. and both hands suddenly yank down, wracking the girl's spine and stretching her abs painfully across his shoulders in a harsh torture rack submission hold.
COMBATSYS: Alexis dodges Drake's Strong Throw.
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Drake 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Alexis
Meep! White Tiger is going to crush her windpipe! Mariposa del Angel disappears when his hand makes the attempted grab. She took notes from the crazy Mexican woman! In actuality, she's just dropped herself onto the canvas and crawling between his legs to get to the other side of him. Once free, she kip-ups to her feet, sharply turning her body in a swift pivot motion. As she moves her right foot is drawn up against her left leg, then extended fully. Cracking her leg outward, it cuts through the air in such a way that it causes a sound reminiscent of a snapping whip.
COMBATSYS: Alexis successfully hits Drake with Petite Fouette.
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Drake 0/-------/------=|=------\-------\0 Alexis
Fast as the White Tiger may be, she manages to get down between his legs and up behind him before he knows what's happening. He whirls around and spots the leg a moment too late, and finds himself struck firmly on the chest. It knocks him back a few steps with a grunt, but he's suddenly coming at her again. This time, he attempts to flat-out ram his knee into the center of her stomach to stun the girl...
COMBATSYS: Alexis dodges Drake's Combo Throw.
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Drake 0/-------/------=|=------\-------\0 Alexis
Yay! She struck true! Mariposa del Angel believes she's doing quite a bit better today. Maybe it is her positive attitude, her never-ending spirit, or just plain dumb luck. Whatever it is, she's not going to complain! She's just happy she's not being squished by a gargantuan lion.
Quick thinking has the little thing bridging her body backward as the knee rams up toward her stomach. It saves her from being sent sprawling across the ring, and puts her in a better position for her next attempted strike (she hopes!). Using her hands and arms to support the weight of her body, she pushes her feet up and outward. Her intent is to thrust both into his midsection, hopping back up when she's finished with the maneuver.
COMBATSYS: Drake parries Alexis' Heavy Kick!
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Drake 0/-------/-----==|=------\-------\0 Alexis
Unfortunately for her, it doesn't quite go that way. White Tiger's knee may have missed the mark, but her legs are seen a mile away. He grabs ahold of her boots before she can strike him, and he simply shoves them over to flip her through the air and land her on her back.
And with her lying prone, he stomps right over her, a foot deliberately going to push into her stomach on his way to the closest turnbuckle. In a quick hop, he perches himself atop the ropes and roar-growls over the audience, crouched in a feline manner.
At least Drake's getting into that whole persona.
And then, White Tiger leaps from his perch, body arching through the air elegantly in a double backflip, arms out, legs out, aimed to splash his body overtop hers flatly in a moonsault.
COMBATSYS: Alexis dodges Drake's Darkside Slam EX.
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Drake 0/-------/----===|=------\-------\0 Alexis
Stunned by the shove, flip and landing, Mariposa del Angel lays quite prone on the canvas. The foot stomps into her stomach, and gets a surprised squeak from the girl, eyes widening in fear. She's not entirely certain what the White Tiger is intending, but her wrestling-training with Drake has taught her that if someone hops onto the turnbuckle, she's going to likely wind up hurt.
The best way to not wind up hurt is to not be there to be hurt. Shaking the dazedness out of her head, she flips herself over onto her stomach, and then flips herself over again which should cause him to land face-first on the mat.
She doesn't just stay there while he lands. Rolling herself back toward the position she was just in, she sits up on her knees and attempts to draw her right leg over his legs and slide her body up atop his rear. Securing this position, she'll reach for his legs and pull them up into as tight of a Boston Crab hold as she can.
Drake would be proud of her if he could see her securing this!
COMBATSYS: Drake counters Strong Throw from Alexis with Blackout.
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Drake 0/-------/---====|====---\-------\0 Alexis
There's a flaw in her plan. The White Tiger doesn't faceplant into the mat at all. He notes that she's not where he'd like her to be, so he lands on the toes of his boots and fingertips. Very feline-like. And her attempts to catch him and force him down is met with sudden resistance. He's whipped around to face her in all of one second, and his hands suddenly clasp with hers! All in an instant, he overpowers her attempts and forces her arms around behind her back. And once that's done, he suddenly raises to his full height, lifting her a few inches off her feet, her body pressed to his and the streamlined muscle along his arms rippling in a massive bearhug - focusing on crushing the girl's lower spine and abs against his own. All the while, the White Tiger bears his teeth and growls ferociously at Mariposa, each second his arms tightening and crushing her stomach to his.
"Yeeeeek!" Mariposa del Angel does not look very happy at all when he's clasping his hands with hers. Nor does she look all too thrilled when her arms are forced behind her back, or even when he lifts her off her feet and crushes her against him. She does briefly think that this is somewhat familiar to her, but she doesn't dwell on it. She needs to get out of his grasp before he kills her!
Feet flail about as breathing becomes more and more difficult. Tiny little kicks to the shin, which will do nothing more than become an annoyance. What she really needs to do, she realizes, is maybe try to squash the tiger-nose in. So her head simply slams forward, her forehead trying to connect with the nose of the mask.
COMBATSYS: Alexis successfully hits Drake with Quick Punch.
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Drake 0/-------/--=====|=====--\-------\0 Alexis
Doink. Head smashes right on the Tiger's nose, and he releases the girl, staggering a step back. His hands lift over the nose, then his eyes narrow on her. He suddenly attempts to grab her by the shoulders and return the favor with a firm headbutt right back against her face.
And by this point, the crowd is really getting behind them in the fight. Yaaay!
COMBATSYS: Alexis blocks Drake's Quick Punch.
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Drake 0/-------/--=====|=====--\-------\0 Alexis
Gack! That hurt her a lot worse than she would've figured! Headbutting someone isn't supposed to hurt the person doing it, is it? Mariposa del Angel will have to ask one of her trainers to see what kind of pain she's meant to be feeling after that. It's only luck that has her hand coming up to her face to rub on her noggin because of the pain, and it's this luck that causes his head to bash against her arm and not her poor little nose.
Backflipping away from the White Tiger, she smiles cheerfully. She's in pain, but she's going to try to last this one out as long as she can! Bouncing up, she dives into a series of quick somersaults designed to bring her closer to her foe. Before crashing into him, she sweeps her foot out toward the back of his knees in order to knock him off balance.
COMBATSYS: Drake dodges Alexis' Tumbling Pass.
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Drake 0/-------/--=====|======-\-------\0 Alexis
Feeling his head hit an arm instead of a skull, the White Tiger growls in frustration. But that doesn't mean he's going to get sloppy. Oh, no. Not at all. When she comes tumbling at him, he backs up into the ropes opposite of her, and springs forward. Her leg strikes nothing but air, and he's hopping high above it.. only to dive right outside the ring.
A couple seconds later, and he's re-entered the ring with a folded chair in his grip. Senor Sombrero attempts to take it from him, only to get elbowed on the side of the head by the White Tiger. Now in the clear, he approaches the girl slowly, stalking towards her and raising the chair hair... until he suddenly swings it down towards her head.
COMBATSYS: Alexis dodges Drake's Random Weapon.
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Drake 0/-------/--=====|======-\-------\0 Alexis
Sweep and a miss? Mariposa blinks as he goes airborne. That is not something she was expecting from the lumbering luchadore, even though this form of wrestling tends to be more acrobatic. The little gymnast draws herself back up to her full height when he exits the ring, tilting her head. He's not likely going to forfeit, is he?
Apparently not. He's returning with a chair? "H-hey! Don't hit the sombrero guy!" The words are barely past her lips when he's swinging the chair down to her head. "AaAaAaaaaaack!" Stumbling back, she drops into a backsault, leaving the chair to whoooooosh through the air and miss her dainty little skull completely.
Bending her knees, she lets her body drop back to the canvas. Her right hand shifts behind her body for support and she kicks her legs out toward his neck while pushing off her canvas. The force of the kick should see her grappling her legs about the White Tiger's head, legs over the back of his shoulders while she drops down toward the mat in an attempt to choke him.
COMBATSYS: Drake dodges Alexis' Kip de Pon.
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Drake 0/-------/--=====|=====--\-------\0 Alexis
The White Tiger misses with the chair, and he's instead... pounced... by Mariposa. His arms naturally encircle the girl's taut stomach, and he quickly shoves her back off before she can do anything. Of course, he's lost the chair for the moment... but he'll get back to it in due time. For now, the White Tiger just tries to grab the girl and drag her over to the second rope. Once there and behind her back, hopefully with her body more or less lying flat on her stomach, he tries to hook his arms underneath hers.. then adjoin them together behind her neck in a sleeper hold. What's worse, he tries to lift her body a little to set her throat against the middle rope. If caught, his hands push her neck against the rope to choke her, elbows keeping her arms restrained, and his body presses in against her back to add yet more pressure to her throat... along with stretching her spine and abs out.
COMBATSYS: Drake successfully hits Alexis with Medium Throw.
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Drake 0/-------/-======|=======\-------\1 Alexis
Dragged across the ring to the rope, she's hooked up in his arms. The sleeper hold is less than pleasant, but what's worse is the fact that the rope is cutting into her throat and choking her. Making a strangled 'grrrk' noise, the girl begins to struggle and attempt to power free of the weird choke-type hold.
Twisting about to face him isn't going to work and would likely just make the hold all the worse. Her only option, then, is to power out of the hold. Once free, she flips over. Her right foot swings out in an attempt to crash into the sweet spot on his shin.
COMBATSYS: Drake dodges Alexis' Light Kick.
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Drake 0/-------/-======|=======\-------\1 Alexis
Shins don't necessarily have 'sweet' spots. It isn't very sweet if it's struck, after all. But when she's powered free, much to the cheer of the audience, White Tiger relents and starts to raise. Seeing her leg thrust out, his legs shift suddenly out of the way. He then turns around suddenly, spinning a blurringly fast half-circle in at her side, swinging the right foot over. This will hopefully bring the elusive Tiger in past her defenses, and the sudden stop in body movement sees all the momentum being carried over into his right arm, which launches a fist back towards the side of her head harshly.
COMBATSYS: Alexis dodges Drake's Crescent Fist.
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Drake 0/-------/--=====|=======\-------\1 Alexis
So she missed with the kick. Her foot whiffs against the nothingness and she draws it back toward her. He's a lot faster than Mariposa del Angel was giving him credit for! He's not the only one that's faster though! The elusive White Tiger gets in past her defenses, but she manages to twist and tumble out of the way of the very nasty looking fist that's heading toward her head.
Staying on the mat, she somersaults back toward the masked-man. This time, her intent is to just keep tumbling until she can bowl him right over. It's not very strategic, but maybe she'll surprise him!
COMBATSYS: Drake counters Strong Throw from Alexis with Solar Eclipse.
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Drake 0/-------/-======|=======\===----\1 Alexis
White Tiger's fist strikes nothing, and it twirls him over with the momentum he had backing it. He turns to face the tumbling girl, noting how she's headed in his direction... and hey, it works. He's suddenly reached down and grabbed her right out of her attack, holding her curly body to his chest while he pivots over and drives her down onto the metallic folded chair on the mat on her back. Ouchies.
Senor Sombrero finally raises up and checks for a pin.. only White Tiger pushes up with a growl, shaking his head. He's not done hurting her enough for a pin! How dastardly.
Tumble, tumble, tumble, tum--- YEEEEEEEEEK!
Grabbed out of her tumble-rolly-somersault, Mariposa del Angel squeaks. She tries to break free of his grasp. She twists and pulls her body this way and that. Her back hits the chair and she yells, "AUUUUGH~!" Laying there for a few long moments, her body twitches.
"I... I'm fine," she says through a pained voice to the sombrero-guy.
Struggling up to her feet, she grins at the White Tiger. Rushing backward, she comes to a stop near the ropes and performs a round-off back-handspring in his direction. An attempt to latch her legs around his in order to grapple him tightly. Securing the leg-lock, she'll twist her body sharply to the side in an attempt to throw him toward the turnbuckle.
COMBATSYS: Drake dodges Alexis' Yurchenko Toss.
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Drake 0/-------/-======|===----\-------\0 Alexis
Mariposa gets a sympathetic 'aww' from the audience when she makes her pained noise. And when she's near the ropes and starts her acrobatics, the crowd really gets behind her! Underdog! Yay! Go git'em!
Only the White Tiger is suddenly not where he was at the beginning of the leap. He's just off to the side, letting her tumble out of her attempt how she will. And at that very moment, he grabs ahold of her and tries to shove her down to the mat hard on her stomach, whereupon he means to mount atop her rear. His knees steeple, and he tries to lock her arms behind them, and his arms hook underneath her chin to suddenly yank her body backwards, putting her on full display to the audience. Wrenched spine, stretched abs, White Tiger pressing into her back, pulling her head up to face the ceiling, waiting for her to cry out in pain or just start crying... whichever comes first. Drake's... really trying to not go too hard on her, though.
COMBATSYS: Drake successfully hits Alexis with Strong Throw.
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Flipping and tumbling onto the canvas, Mariposa del Angel feels a big ol' fail coming on. He moved, he missed the attack. He's safe from any damage she might have hoped to give him. Yanked backward against him, her abdomen on display, the little butterfly whimpers and fusses. She starts to cry, but she's not wailing as of yet. She's not able to power out of this particular hold, so she just stomps her feet down as hard as she can. Hoping to catch the tips of his toes and make him yelp.
COMBATSYS: Drake dodges Alexis' Heavy Kick.
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Drake 0/-------/=======|=======\-------\0 Alexis
Alas. It's no good for her to try and kick her feet around, for his feet are nowhere near them. But seeing as she's struggling and not yet wailing, White Tiger decides a little more punishment is in order. He suddenly releases her from the hold, and he goes to leave her there on the mat. He raises to his full height and points to his two goons, then to her... and he then gets the folded chair and adjusts it so that it's standing upright. The ref attempts to get in the way, but the White Tiger just shoves him over.
The two goons go to take the girl and situate her over the chair, dragging her head, shoulders, and arms through the gap underneath the backrest. The other just holds her legs down at the calves. The first goon takes ahold of her arms at the elbows, and they both pull down, pulling her stomach and abdominals taut, bare, and utterly vulnerable.
Meanwhile, the White Tiger climbs the turnbuckle again, roaring out at the audience... who now backs him. They turn pretty quickly.. and this looks like it could hurt outrageously. He crouches low, feline-like... then springs into the air in a double backflip again, body unfurled and splayed, his own stomach and abdomen pulled taut to impact across hers in the most painful way possible. Possibly even hard enough to collapse the chair under the girl.
COMBATSYS: Alexis dodges Drake's Darkside Slam.
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Released! Yay! He's not going to kill her! She's not going to die! Mariposa del Angel falls to the canvas, laying there while she struggles to catch her breath. She's not really paying much attention to what the White Tiger is up to, at the moment. The chair being moved goes completely unnoticed as such.
The two goons don't have very much luck in getting the girl very far. They drag her to the chair, they begin to situate her in the chair, but she's got another idea in mind. She breaks free of their grasp and cartwheels away from them, attempting to kick the chair at them as she gets out of the way.
Hands set on her knees when she stops moving, heavy breaths taken, as her head tilts enough to keep an eye on him. She's exhausted now, and her body is feeling the extreme pain of the fight. She's only got one more trick up her sleeves -- or lack of sleeves. Not quite ready to pull that trick out just yet, she attempts to yank the chair away from the goons, and swing it out toward the White Tiger's midsection like a baseball bat.
COMBATSYS: Drake dodges Alexis' Random Weapon.
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Drake 1/-------/=======|=======\-------\0 Alexis
The White Tiger thankfully doesn't get a chance to splat all over the chair on his lonesome. Instead, he lands in a crouch again... and tries to hide a grin. The girl's doing very well! She's survived a long while! She should be proud of herself! He raises to his full height while his goons roll out from under the bottom rope, groaning and upset at themselves.
And look, there's the chair!
White Tiger weaves back easily out of the way of the chair, then.. ROARS at her, and hops into the air, curled in a ball. Suddenly, his boots thrust out, aiming to strike not her directly, but the chair, intent on smashing it back against her in a quick dropkick.
COMBATSYS: Alexis dodges Drake's Light Kick.
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Drake 1/-------/=======|=======\-------\0 Alexis
Whoooosh goes the chair through the air.
The boot thrusts out to the chair, and Mariposa del Angel immediately drops it and does a back-handspring to get away from him. Peeking back at him, she purses her lips together. What to do, what to do? Rushing toward him, she cartwheels and tries to land in such a way that the weight of her body is in the kick she aims for his shoulder.
COMBATSYS: Drake dodges Alexis' Heavy Kick.
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The audience has really gotten behind the fight now. The fact that the little Mariposa has lasted this long is spectacular, especially considering the slant of the fight. She's spirited, just like the announcer said!
But the White Tiger rolls out of the way to the side, having landed on his back after the attack. And as he gets back up, he grabs the chair and holds it at the ready.
The moment she turns around, she'll find the top of the chair being thrust at her stomach, followed by an overhead swing to bash the back of her head.
COMBATSYS: Alexis dodges Drake's Random Weapon.
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Chair! Maybe she shouldn't have dropped it! Seems like the mean White Tiger is trying to bash her with it again. Mariposa del Angel doesn't allow him to have that chance. She drops into a sidesault to avoid the metallic weapon.
Kip-upping to her feet, she swings her body around in a tight little pirouette. Her right leg chambers up. It swings out, but it swings in the opposite direction from him, and instead her tiny little fists come swinging in to his bare chest.
COMBATSYS: Alexis successfully hits Drake with Quick Punch.
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WHIFF!
The chair swings and hits nothing, unbalancing the White Tiger a little. This gives Mariposa enough chance to strike him as she intended, nailing a pec hard. It gets a grunt from him... then a frustrated roar. Though in all honesty, he's very pleased with how she's doing. She's done very, very well, and she's providing a very good workout for him thus far. It's working both ways! Huzzah!
But with the roar, the White Tiger throws the chair down and suddenly attempting to grab the girl by the biceps. He tries to just turn her around to face the audience, and he goes to set his left leg in between her legs. Releasing her biceps, he ducks his upper body down under her right arm, and he hooks his left arm out over her shoulders and behind her neck. His right hand sets to the center of her stomach, and he suddenly twists over, trying to wrench her over horribly and bring her abs in full display... to let the audience have a good look at them as the sixpack rips apart. Or at least, that's what he's trying to make it look like he intends to do to her. Though he means to send shockwaves of excruciating pain through her arched stomach in the abdominal stretch, he doesn't intend on ripping her abs -apart-. The right hand remains atop her stomach to keep her in place and balanced, while the Tiger himself growls ferociously at the little insect-girl, bearing his teeth at her again.
COMBATSYS: Alexis blocks Drake's Sterling Stretch.
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Mariposa del Angel attempts to just run around the ring and stay out of his way. As she scoots by him, he grasps her by the biceps, and spins her around to face audience. Yay! More face time! She smiles at the crowd, trying to pull herself away from his grasp. She nearly manages to get away when he releases her arms, but he's suddenly hooking her up in yet another hold, and wrenching her body in an unnatural manner. Her flexibility allows the submission hold to do less pain than it normally might, but he continues attempting to rip her abs apart.
Grinding her teeth together, she does her utmost to put up with the pain. To not cry out. To gather enough energy to actually pull out that last trick and attempt to do serious amounts of damage to him.
It's overpowering though, and while she does make one final attempt to get away from him, the pain sends a shock up her spine. "AUUUUUGGGGGHHHHH~! LEGO!" No, she's not asking for building blocks. She wants out of the hold. She cries, whimpers and finally decided to just try and tap out because she can't take it any longer /and/ she promised Drake that she wouldn't get too badly hurt.
COMBATSYS: Alexis takes no action.
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COMBATSYS: Alexis can no longer fight.
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The White Tiger roars at the girl's submission, and he wrenches harder. The sombrero-wearing referee ensures she's tapping out, and he signals the bell.
DING! DING! DING!
..And the Tiger wrenches those abs harder in the stretch, twisting her back more and more. Keeping her in the hold, letting her cry in it.. and.. well.. feeling a bit guilty for it. But it'll make her stronger! He's sure it will! So he twists over, wrenching her abs as tight as they'll go.
DING! DING! DING!
The officials are trying to insist that he lets her go, to not damage her more than is necessary. But tigers are such predatory beasts, and this one is no different! At least, that's what he's trying to convey. So the abs are loosened upon a little before being wrenched and twisted more firmly back as hard as they'll go again, trying for a fresh scream of pain from the girl. But fortunately for her, White Tiger only holds it at that degree for a couple more seconds before letting her go and trying to just shove or kick her out of the ring under the bottom rope. From there, his fists lift into the air.
"YOUR WINNER!," declares the announcer. "BY SUBMISSION! THE MYSTERIOUS WHITE TIGER!"
The audience is going crazy for it. Oh, the pain, the agony.. they just eat it all up.
The White Tiger then leaps onto the closest turnbuckle, poised as a feline, and lets out a victorious roar. Finally, he hops down to the ground level and scurries off into the hallways. Meanwhile, a few officials move in to tend to and help the poor lil Mariposa into the back so they can check her out and make sure she didn't go'n die or anything.
COMBATSYS: Drake has ended the fight here.
Whimper, whimper, "AUUUUUGH!"
Mariposa del Angel truly, truly hates this hold now. The bell has been rung, she should be letting her go, and instead the White Tiger wrenches her back again. This receives another cry of immense pain. "AUUUUUGH~! C'mon," she whimpers, "LEGOOOOOO!" Her poor dainty body just can't handle any more pain. There's almost a cry of relief as she's kicked out of the ring, tumbling along right up to the audience.
Laying there, she doesn't move. Alexis knows she fought her very best, and she made a better showing than she did against Leon the Lion. Consciousness is still there, she just doesn't feel like moving at all. Body beginning to relax, she allows the officials to sweep her up and drag her off to the back to poke and prod at her to ensure she's still alive.
And now, there's only the matter of the goons to resolve. One grabs up the Tiger's cape, and the other grabs Mariposa's, and takes a biiiig sniff of it. He then grins cheekily to the other.. and they both run off into the hallways, cackling. Haw, their dude won. ..Juvenile, right?
Once in the back, the Mexican woman is waiting for the lil Butterfly, hands on her hips.
"So!," she starts, catty grin on her face. "Did you like it?"
"Where's my cape?" It would seem that Alexis is more concerned about her wardrobe than she is about her injuries. A sharp inhalation of air whistles through her teeth, and she winces. "I... I..." Flopping back on whatever bench, chair or table they have near where she is, the little butterfly nods at the woman. "I... guess so..." Exhaling slowly, she grimaces. "As long as you don't get really big guys to squish me..."
"No promises," says the woman flippantly. "You lasted longer than I thought you would again. Hope you stick around for a little while still." And she takes out a small envelope from her purse, holding it out to her. "That's your pay."
And at that time, the White Tiger and his two goons emerges from a side hallway. One still holding his cape, the other holding Mariposo's. The Tiger just stands there in silence, eyeing the woman critically.
"And I suppose you want your pay, too. Here.." And another envelope is fished out and handed over, which is snatched away. He then nods to the little thuggy sort holding the Butterfly's cape, and he offers it back to the blonde.
"Thanks," she says to the crazy Mexican woman. Alexis is still uncertain of the woman, but she does take the envelope and offers her a smile. "If I'm given enough notice, I'll return." She still has school and such, and needs time to be able to catch a flight to Mexico. The flippant compliment is actually greatly appreciated. If only this were recorded so that Drake could see how well she did!
Isn't Drake still angry with her? She can't remember.
As soon as the cape is held out, she reaches out to take it. No way she's gonna let the goons keep it. Giving them an odd look, she bites her lip. "Thanks."
The goons snicker amongst themselves. The White Tiger just scowls at the girl, and when he turns to stalk off on his way, the two goonies follow suit right behind him. He's off to... get out of this outfit. He's not used to hiding his face for so long! That and he needs to shower. That was a heck of a workout! She lasted a long time!
The woman just shrugs to her. "Every day. Show up when you can."
"O-oh." Alexis bites on her lip. Show up when she can? That's gonna be difficult! "I'll be here as often as I can." Which might be weekends or such. "Can I just rest now? I hurt." She doesn't wait for an answer, she just lays there and lets her eyes fall closed. She could likely use a shower as well, but rest first.
"Away! Do whatever! I don't care! You're done for today!," the woman says, tossing her arms up in a 'shoo' motion. And then she turns to whisk away into obscurity. Likely to tell the announcer who the next pair or batch is.
Log created on 15:13:07 02/17/2008 by Drake, and last modified on 20:55:11 02/17/2008.