Felicity Elliot vs. Erin Quinn

[Noob]

Erin was too busy talking to the referee to really notice Felicity. The loud noises coming from the woman were enough to catch her attention though and so the redhead turned to face her opponent. With one eyebrow raised she looked the indignant wrestler up and down. "Ya don't know when to shut up do ya? I mean..." Erin started before running out of words. She was at a loss really. As far as she was concerned, Felicity had submitted to her. Sure she might not have officially, but what happened was as good as a submission in her book. And while she was at it she also took it as an apology for previous actions.

Both wrestlers looked back at the referee who just responded with a shrug. Since Felicity was technically correct and the crowd didn't seem to mind seeing more, the match would go on. The redhead groaned. She had thought she didn't have to deal with the other woman any longer but she still had one more thing to do.

"Ugh fine. I'll make ya submit if you're so eager." The redhead sighed. Had her arms not felt like jello from holding Felicity up for so long, she would have likely lifted her right back up for something more spectacular. However Erin decided to go for something a lot more quick and simple. She'd grab Felicity by the arm and yank her closer before trying to get behind the woman and wrap her arms around Felicity's neck. If that went off without any trouble she'd squeeze tightly, trapping her foe in a sleeper. "There! Now you can tap right?" She'd ask, hoping Felicity obliged quickly.

[Luncha_Libre]

Felicity was in full-blown rant mode now, for better or worse. The Black Cat’s pride had been tarnished, and she wasn’t going to take that fact lying down. Despite all the groveling, all the begging, and the fact that Erin had shown off decisively who the superior woman was, tonight, Felicity couldn’t bring herself to just lie back and accept the facts. Felicity’s cheeks burned as she heard fans in the crowd laughing, which only fueled her desire to argue with the official.

“W-what?” Felicity stammered, as Erin turned to face her. “L-look, I never said ‘submit,’ dammit. And that’s what counts! This is a wrestling match, not a street fight! There are rules, okay?” Felicity didn’t take a second to register the irony. Sure, Erin had struck fear straight into her heart, but the Black Cat was trying to salvage whatever pride she could out of this match. When the ref didn’t end the match, the white-haired cat girl turned a smug smirk toward the redhead. “S-see? I’m totally right about this!”

In a flash, however, Erin was ready to make Felicity pay for that pride! “AAAAH!” Felicity cried out, as her arm was yanked inward, catching Felicity and locking her into a sleeperhold! Felicity’s curvy figure writhed in Erin’s grip, but went down hard. Her eyes went wide, and her mouth opened in a silent scream. In very real danger of being put to a cat nap, Felicity began to flail her free arm wildly. She tapped out against the canvas, against Erin’s arm, against her own body … anything she could reach!

“I submit! I submit! Ooooh, Gawd, I submit!”

[Noob]

Holding Felicity tightly, it wasn't very long before the woman was desperate to get free before she was put to sleep. Erin almost had to move her head out of the way as her opponent flailed around but she was soon tapping against any surface she could reach. And just like that, Erin got her first win in what felt like forever. The redhead was ecstatic. "Nice! Finally!" She exclaimed, instinctively squeezing tighter before realizing that she was indeed choking and not hugging Felicity. "Woops sorry!" Erin mumbled as she quickly let go. Now with a wide grin now on her face she'd ruffle Felicity's hair before giving the woman a light shove away.

Erin rose her arms in victory before looking back at her former foe. She stuck her tongue out for a brief moment. "Hehe maybe next time if ya don't fight like a bitch I'll go easier on ya." The redhead teased. While she may have been seeing red earlier, now that she had the win, the Irish lass held no real ill will towards Felicity. Taking a few steps closer she'd give the woman a firm pat on the back as she walked past. "Hope I didn't beat ya too bad." She said, unable to resist one last jab at Felicity. "Anyway see ya around." Erin finished by waving to both Felicity and the crowd as she made her exit from the ring with an extra spring in her step.

[Luncha_Libre]

Flailing around to show off her submission, all semblance of dignity and pride fled from Felicity’s body. The Black Cat was tapping on anything she could reach, not even aware when the official mercifully signaled or the bell. Eyes wide in shock, tongue poking out from between her lips, Felicity was on the verge of going to sleep when Erin released her, feeling just as shocked and ashamed as Erin seemed to be feeling exuberant. “NNNNGH!” Felicity moaned, as Erin gave her one final squeeze before letting her go.

Felicity’ quivering body rolled over, tucking her arms beneath herself as she used her hands to massage her neck. The crowd was cheering wildly as Erin officially put the petulant, cheating Black Cat in her place, reducing her to a squirming wreck in her expert hands!

Felicity flinched when Erin gave her a pat on the back, looking up through bleary eyes. Felicity stared in awe as Erin walked past. Even with the verbal jab, there was a clear pep in Erin’s step as she left her opponent behind, showing an impressive ability to shift from vengeful Irish warrior to cheerful, sporting gal. Felicity watched the girl go, impressed, but miserable. Erin had mentioned a ‘next time,’ which Felicity hoped (fighting like a bitch or not) wasn’t coming too soon!

WINNER: Erin Quinn, via submission