Blue Mary

Mary: Standing on the sidelines, two newcomers team with Billy. Blue Mary, a freelance detective, commented, dressed in a red halter top and blue baggy pants. While there was a belt holding her pants, a loose belt held her hips as well. She's hired by someone to look out for the two, but also to find the person she's working with. But for now... END_OF_DIALOG

Mary: A little flustered, Mary didn't know how to make the deal even more understandable, especially for her buzzed tagalong. "C'mon, you and I both know who else is in this tournament: Angel, Jenet, the Hakkesshu ladies... and don't get me started on Lien – she's been a threat around the outer reaches of Southtown for so long, and this is probably the closest I feel we're getting to taking her down." END_OF_DIALOG

Mary: "Yeah, well, you picked some strong stuff." Mary started to get up from her seat, removing her green jacket and bringing it over her shoulder. "Come on. We should start training soon – could be tomorrow, or it could be later tonight, but we gotta get ready for the tournament when it starts." END_OF_DIALOG

Mary: Mary sped over to the Osaka girl's prone body and contorted her opponent's shoulders towards the floor, but Tsugumi wasn't having any of the pin attempt, rolling over and out of the ring through the top and middle ropes. Mary immediately went for the catch on her opponent to bring her back in, but she was introduced to a foot catching her across the face as Tsugumi fought against gravity to jump while holding the top rope to thrust a hopping high kick over onto the other side. She then did a front-roll back through the ropes, jumping out of the dismount with a jumping lariat that slapped her forearm across the space on Mary's body between her neck and bosom. END_OF_DIALOG

Mary: Mary's mind was on her means to escape the weardown first, but with how her face was placed in the position, there were thoughts elsewhere as well – with the short spandex jumpsuit Tsugumi had on alongside her cropped jacket, there wasn't too much to the imagination when it came to the optimistic girl's lower regions. END_OF_DIALOG

Mary: Regardless of racy thoughts rambling through her head, Mary leapt up to her feet, but her neck continued to feel the strength of the Osaka wrestler's legs as they held on tight – even more so when Tsugumi whipped the Sambo-skilled agent into a tumble that left Mary upside down with her legs draped over the ropes. Those ropes, by the way, weren't the most stable alongside the objects in the corner meant to hold them in place. END_OF_DIALOG

Mary: Mary rotated the position to face her and her opponent towards the ropes in the direction of the door, and she tossed Tsugumi across. The ropes weren't the most professionally prepared, but they did enough to grant some bounce as the Asian grappler was hurtled against them. Tsugumi stumbled forward with a bit of stinging pain off her back – right into a rolling sobat kick, which Mary followed up on with a sweeping low that floored the adversary. Mary promptly pounced onto Tsugumi aftewards, enacting a position for a little bit of ground-and-pound – Tsugumi, however, managed to force herself up into a seated position in the middle of it, and eventually, the two grapplers had their legs intertwined in an entanglement of aggression as they both looked to strike and stretch out their opposition. END_OF_DIALOG

Mary: Instead of that, Mary found herself being lifted from the ground as Tsugumi wrapped her arms around the detective's body and carried her on the way back up to her feet. The action was carried into one of the corners, as Tsugumi straddled Mary onto the top for something that would not come to completion, as Mary kicked the opponent away and kept a position on the oddly-constructed ring corner. She made a short leap off the tottering cabinet, soaring just a slight over Tsugumi's head and shoulders before latching sideways onto her back, with one hand reaching around the younger fighter's left arm. END_OF_DIALOG

Mary: Planting down in the middle of the 'ring', Mary completed her methods of lockdown as she intertwined her legs against Tsugumi's shoulder and held on tight for a cross-armbar. Almost immediately, Tsugumi sensed the danger of the submission as she felt her elbow threaten to bend in the worst possible direction – there was little she could do at the moment outside of having to roll out of it, but that was at the threat of things potentially getting worse for her. Mary even elevated the lock over time, balancing herself atop one of her shoulders against the mat (as using both shoulders could potentially count as a pin in this bout), leaving Tsugumi hanging slightly above the ground by her arm as her shoulder joined in the growing agony of the hold. END_OF_DIALOG

Mary: Mary turned in a half-circle to meet the voice talking to her – which belonged to Aoi, who was besides the bed to the right alongside the again-stoic yet relaxed Leona, just minutes off from the insanity of the first round's finale match and its aftermath. The soldier needed some checking up on her wounds, and the biker alongside her was hanging by for the long run. "Oh, hey," Mary greeted. Immediately, she started to recall, "Glad to see you girls survived all that stuff with the secretaries." END_OF_DIALOG