Salos vs Chantelle Lacroix

Salos closed the door to the inn behind him. He had left a generous tip at the front desk. The staff had been very sympathetic of his predicament, they even allowed him to use their large bathhouse to clean himself of the lipstick Rosa and her posse had plastered him with the night before. An endeavor that took him until after sunrise to complete, luckily the staff allowed him a few hours rest at no charge. It was comforting to know he was not demeaned in the eyes of his temporary innmates.

That comfort was not enough to completely remove his shame, however. He'd lost battles before, but it did not prepare him for the punishment he suffered the previous night. The sight of an approaching limousine didn't help his mindset. Wait... limousine?

His stomach dropped, he was in no way ready to face Rosa again. He was certainly not going to be lured into this limo by his recent tormentor.

The limo stopped in front of him and he readied a fireball in anticipation for a fight. The rear door opened, but there was nobody inside. Come to think of it, this was a realistically sized limo. What exactly was going on?

Salos inched closer to the limo, his curiosity perhaps getting the better of him, when he was suddenly blasted forward into the opening by an unseen force.

He rolled forward an unexpected distance and came up to an even more unexpected yet horrifically sight; A wrestling arena.

Before him loomed a wrestling ring, surrounded on all sides by a sea of cheering midara. Midara who seemed to remember him, a lot of them. He was about to turn around and run up the entrance ramp when a modern electro-pop tune came over the arena. Salos darted into the empty ring to distance himself from whoever was undoubtedly coming up from behind him.

As Salos removed his overcoat and tossed it out of the ring, he spied his incoming opponent. A Diva clad in purple wrestling gear, a fluffy purple boa, and designer sunglasses strode confidently to the ring. On either side of her strode a business-dressed midara in matching purple. The two assistants held the ring ropes open for their apparent boss.

"The following match is scheduled for one fall!" the ring announcer boomed.

"ONE FALL!!!" the crowd responded in the odd tradition.

"Approaching the ring, Chantelle Lacroix!" the announcer continued as the Diva, apparently named Chantelle, took a bow.

This Chantelle handed her sunglasses to an assistant and her boa to the other before standing in the corner opposite Salos.

A referee midara slid into the ring and signaled for the bell, starting the match.
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Chantelle
Salos

Chantelle starts with 40 Stamina
Salos starts with 40 Willpower

“What’s going on?” He asked the midara in the corner. He was a little hesitant to get into a fight, but he needed to figure out what she wanted.

Free Wrestling Move 28= Success

"Are you so foolish that you do not remember this place?" the Diva retorted as she slowly sauntered out of her corner",you are my toy today, garçon mignon!"

Chantelle then charged at Salos and hit him with a corner splash, her breasts crashing into his face. She planted a firm smooch to his forehead, leaving a violet mark before throwing him down into the center of the ring.

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Salos Willpower= 37
Chantelle Stamina= 40

[garçon mignon = cutie boy]

“I’m nobody’s toy. I am not going to end up in that humiliation again.” Salos creates some daggers of flame and sends them her direction.

(Blaze daggers)

17 52 44 18= 3 success 1 Miss

A trio of the conjured daggers found their mark, directly hitting the Diva.

Louise Thez Press 91= Failure

Chantelle ran towards Salos and attempted to leap onto him. Salos managed to dodge in time.

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Salos Willpower= 37
Chantelle Stamina= 37

Salos creates a gauntlet of flame and bounces off the ropes and attempts to drop his fist into her.

(Burning knuckle)

24= Success

As Chantelle turned to face Salos, a fiery fist crashed into her jaw, sending her spinning.

Free Move 96= Critical Success!

As she spun, Chantelle managed to grab Salos and pulled him into a spinning smooch. Chantelle gained her balance while Salos continued spinning. With careful precision, the trickster rapidly leaned in an planted rapid-fire kisses to Salos's face as he spun. She then hit his lips with an expertly timed smooch, stopping him on a dime. She released the kiss with a "mwah!" which sent him flying into the corner.

In addition to the purple lipstick staining his lips, a line of kiss marks circled around his head, proof of Chantelle's skill.

(Follow Up!)

French Invasion 8= Success

As the Trickster gloated to the ref, her two assistants climbed onto the ring apron and simultaneously smooched Salos's temples.

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Salos Willpower= 30
Chantelle Stamina= 34

As Salos left the corner, he was annoyed with his face painted in lipstick. “I’m sick of you wrestling witches and your cheap tricks. If I wanted to look ridiculous, I would be wearing a silly outfit like your or your two groupies over there.” He said with a glare over his shoulder. He channeled his energy to restore his will.

(Sun’s blessing)

78= Success

Salos's aura glowed around him, filling him with refreshing energy.

Foreign Object 73= Failure

One of Chantelle's assistants had a pair of handcuffs at the ready, but the ref had refocused.

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Salos Willpower= 33
Chantelle Stamina= 34

Salos looks at the ref asking, “Could you please do something about her groupies?” He seemed to get a little annoyed with her. He creates a whip of flame and lashes out at his foe.

(Firewhip)

43= Failure

Salos's whip narrowly missed the dodging Chantelle

Dirty Reversal 98= Critical Success

Before Salos could dissipate his whip, Chantelle grabbed it and yanked, pulling him towards her. Pulling him into an embrace, the trickster tied his hands together with his own ethereal whip, keeping his attention by teasing him with puckered lips inches from his face.

With her quarry incapacitated, Chantelle wrapped her arms and legs around Salos and began a bombardment of smooches right on his lips and face.

The referee meanwhile was arguing with the Trickster's assistants, as Salos himself had requested.

(Salos is bound!)

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Salos Willpower= 29 (Bound!)
Chantelle Stamina= 34

“Get the heck off me. I’m not some toy for you *beep*ing midara.” He says as he struggles to get her off him. 

(Struggle)

11= Failure

"Tais-toi et profite de ta soumission, mon garçon~" Chantelle cooed into Salos's ear, sending a shiver up his spine before continuing her amorous assault.

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Salos Willpower= 28 (Bound!)
Chantelle Stamina= 34

He continued to try and get out.

35= Failure

"Silencieux~" the Trickster teased before she planted her lips on his, but did not release the kiss.

In his periphery, Salos noticed that the ref was making no progress in subduing the assistants. Not that he could focus on that for all that long, considering the lips and breasts pressed against him.

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Salos Willpower= 27 (Bound)
Chantelle Stamina= 34

Salos kept fighting to get her off. He focuses his magic to his lip to give them a hot feeling. He hoped the change in temp would force her to release the hold.

(Struggle - free action: hot kiss)

(Trying to mix it up a bit. )

35= Failure

Alas, Salos could not focus enough, and merely made his own heat rise as the kiss went on.

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Salos Willpower= 25 (Bound)
Chantelle Stamina= 34

Salos focused his fire power to attempt to force her to break her kiss.

(Struggle)

1= Failure

There! Now he was getting the heat up! Wait... no, he was just blushing harder.

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Salos Willpower= 23 (Bound)
Chantelle Stamina= 34

Salos attempted to launch some strikes as he struggled to get free.

(Struggle)

87= Failure

With his hands bound, Salos tried to send a knee into Chantelle's tailbone, but he couldn't get a good enough angle.

He heard a slide just over the cacophony of cheers as the referee was able to get back to the match. She spied the chain around his wrists and forced a break of the kiss.

Salos's lips were entirely painted in purple.

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Salos Willpower= 21 (Bound)
Chantelle Stamina= 34

Salos was happy to be away from Chantelle’s lips. He knew his lips were coated with her lipstick and he couldn’t help but feel some lust from looking a bit girly. It was on his face for a few moments. He focused his energy and charged her with a burning punch. 

(Burning knuckle)

12= Success

As the referee stepped away from admonishing Chantelle, Salos moved right in to smash the Trickster with a massive flaming fist.

Free Wrestling Move 67= Failure

Chantelle bounced off the ropes and aimed a clothesline for Salos's collarbone, but he managed to duck under it. Chantelle bounced into the opposite ropes and came right back at Salos.

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Salos Willpower= 21
Chantelle Stamina= 31

Salos could see her coming back toward him. He stood his ground as he created another flaming fist to clothesline her. He was starting to get into the wrestling. 

(Burning knuckle)

61= Failure

Salos swung his flaming fist, which Chantelle ducked under.

Louise Thez Press 29= Failure

She then bounced off the ropes again, but fell to the mat as Salos juked out of her way.

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Salos Willpower= 21
Chantelle Stamina= 31