Cecilia Lombard vs. Yoro Yobi

[CaptainL]

Even if Yoro hadn't intended to drop the suggestion, Cecilia definitely picked up on it - and so did a few of the fans in the crowd, who snickered at the implications. But Cecilia was less than amused. She blushed faintly, biting her lip at the thought, but either way she narrowed her eyes into a glare. While she wasn't normally one to turn down praise, she would rather it come from someone she wasn't currently trying to strangle into a quivering heap. "Shut UP!" she barked, pounding a fist against the mat in frustration at her inability to get through to the girl.

As soon as Yoro was back on her feet, Cecilia grumbled under her breath. This match was doing its job of running down her reserves; as much as she hated to admit it, being repeatedly slammed with her opponent's full weight was starting to take its toll on her, and her legs were still sore from where Yoro's grapevine had pried them apart. But she had to keep going - the last thing she wanted was to lose to someone so insipid!

No sooner had Yoro gotten back up, though, that she prepared to flip herself through the air, poised to come down on top of Cecilia! The American realized she would need to think fast now that her opponent was in motion - but this was just as predictable as Yoro had been in the past, trying the same tactics she'd used before. And Cecilia already knew how to counter them.

Just as Yoro was about to come crashing down, Cecilia would roll to the side, leaving her foe to land elbow-first on the mat. If that worked, she'd reach for her arm, moving to pry it behind her back to hold it bent in a hammerlock! "You know," she continued, "that last trick you pulled there almost made me think you were better at this than I thought. I see I was wrong."

[Kreydos]

Unfortunately for Yoro, her elbow smashed onto the canvas instead of Cecilia's stomach. "Gak!" Yoyo grunted as she felt a jolt of pain run up her arm, leaving her in a temporarily stunned state. Before she knew it, her opponent grabbed hold onto her arm and pressed it against her back for a hammerlock. "Ow, ha!" Of course, the acheing sensation remained unheeded when she replied to Cecilia in a sunny tone. "Ahaha, your trash talk game is great too. So scathing and utterly unapologetic, I love it!"

Right after Yoro again complimented her foe despite the harsh words thrown her way, she abruptly started shifting her weight and kicking her legs to the right. Instead of just swapping positions with Cecilia however, the Japanese wrestler planned to keep rolling and rolling, building up momentum to deny the American the ability the stop their trajectory. Of course, the hammerlock still hurt Yoro but she just soldiered through until she reached the ropes for a rope break.

[CaptainL]

And just like that, Yoro had fallen for the same tricks Cecilia had used against her a moment before. She rolled her eyes and grumbled under her breath. How did this woman even make it this far in her career, she asked herself? Still, she knew that Yoro might not have been a particularly smart woman, but she was a frustratingly clever one, one who had slipped through her fingers more times than she could count. She knew she would have to act fast if she wanted to secure her dominance.

Cecilia was quick to grab Yoro's wrist, yanking her arm back behind her back and shoving it between her shoulderblades - and not long after, Yoro chirped her words of approval once again, this time complimenting her on her insults. Was there anything that bothered this girl!? "I'm not fishing for your stupid compliments, I'm trying to HURT you-! Nngh...forget it!" Cecilia grit her teeth, but she leaned in against Yoro to put more pressure on her all the same. Obviously taunting her wasn't going to work - so she'd just have to make up for that with packing on the pain.

Of course, that was going to be difficult when Yoro began to roll back and forth, twisting her body from side to side! Cecilia groaned in frustration, trying to roll herself the same directions her opponent was in a frantic effort to stay on top. But her legs were kicking too fast, and Cecilia struggled to dodge her flailing feet and hold onto her arm at the same time. "God DAMMIT-!" she roared, unable to hold in her frustration now.

Soon enough, Yoro got to the ropes. The referee called for a rope break, but Cecilia wasn't going to let go. As the official began to count to five, she struck. Taking advantage of her position on Yoro's back, Cecilia tried to throw her legs around one of the Japanese girl's own, holding it firmly. If that worked, she would try to roll back, looking to pry the girl's fingers off the rope!

[Kreydos]

"Hehehe!" Yoro answered her opponent's indignant response with gleeful giggling as the two wrestlers rolled their way to the ropes. As such, she soon found herself in position for a rope break. "Haha!" She cried out triumphantly when she tightly gripped onto the bottom rope. Yet despite the referee's declaration of a rope break, Cecilia refused to relent and maintained the hammerlock.

Unsurprisingly, the ref didn't take too kindly to the poor conduct in the ring and started the count. And just as unsurprisingly, Yoyo didn't appear to bear any ill will against her callous foe. "~Shrewd.~" She praised in a sing-song. But before she could resume her sincere spiel of commedations- "Woah!" Cecilia expertly weaved her legs around Yoro's and forced her away from the ropes. An act which prompted more words of praise anyway. "Wow! Great counter!"

[CaptainL]

Even with the ref calling a rope break, Cecilia was undeterred. She knew her way around using dirty tactics when she had to to get ahead, and she knew she had until a count of five before she was actually disqualified. And a count of five was all she needed. She threw herself backward, yanking Yoro off the ropes, and maintaining her grasp!

A smirk began to cross Cecilia's face, knowing she had outsmarted not just her opponent but the rules of the match. The referee grumbled, but backed away, seeing there was nothing she could really do about it at this point. But that smirk was soon to fade when she saw that Yoro's seemingly unshakable disposition wasn't even dampened in the slightest. She kept on grinning and praising her opponent, something that caused Cecilia to roll her eyes and let out a frustrated groan. Was she really this unshakable? "Oh, come on!"

Nevertheless, Cecilia still had Yoro under her control, and she knew the dangers would be too great if she released her. If this wasn't working, she just needed to tighten things even further. With her free arm, Cecilia grabbed Yoro's throat between her wrist and bicep with a sleeperhold, and then, she brought her legs up a little further to wrap them around Yoro's waist rather than her legs. She would then roll to her back, pulling Yoro on top of her for the sleeperhold-bodyscissor combo!

[Kreydos]

Once again, Cecilia demonstrated her proficiency by seamlessly transitioning into a sleeperhold plus bodyscissor combo, her arms locked tightly around Yoro's throat. "Nrglgg..." She couldn't help wheezing as she grabbed hold onto her opponent's arm and tried to pry the chokehold apart. At the same time, she planted her feet on the mat and tried to roll around.

Although she had little chance of escaping the submission holds, her tremendous lung capacity and endurance allowed her to endure her predicament longer than usual. Moreover, she retained her chipper and friendly demeanour. "Nggguhuh..." She inadvertently sputtered more gibberish in her ill-thought attempt to speak. Yet she did not stop until eventually- "You're... nrk... s-spoon... ing... me..." She teased Cecilia with a half-choked giggle.

Despite the fact that Yoyo's cheeks gradually turned rosier and rosier and her body grew heavier and heavier, she still found it in herself to act amiably and smile as best she could. By the time the sleeperhold would've put most other wrestlers to a deep sleep, Yoro's struggles would only slightly lessen instead of being snuffed out entirely.

[CaptainL]

Cecilia had her strategy worked out by now. As long as Yoro was anything less than completely locked down, she posed too much of a risk to Cecilia - not because she actually stood any chance of beating her, of course, but because she was frustratingly evasive already, and having her free to move would only waste more of Cecilia's time with the same old routine of charges and body splashes. If Cecilia wanted to take Yoro down, she needed her on the mat and locked in her crushing embrace, with nowhere to run to.

The only downside to that was that Yoro had more endurance than she had any right to have, and more to the point, her good spirits were just as durable as her body. No matter how hard Cecilia tried to keep her down, the same annoying grin stayed stuck to her face. The same obnoxious taunts came from her throat. And all of it was wearing her opponent's patience thin. Cecilia's teeth clenched and she snorted with rage, her breath coming in hot against the side of Yoro's neck. "So what if we are..!?"

Cecilia wobbed back and forth a bit as Yoro twisted herself from side to side, but she sucked in a breath, her arms and legs squeezing tighter around the Japanese girl's body in an attempt to hold on. Even if Yoro was able to roll her over, Cecilia was not about to let go any time soon. Not until the life was choked out of her!

In fact...that might be just what she needed. It was then that an epithany came to Cecilia. It seemed that making Yoro submit wasn't in the cards when she could laugh at just about anything the heel threw her way. But there was only so much her body would be able to withstand. And indeed, from where they were pressed up close to one another, Cecilia was feeling the strength begin to leave her, even if only by a little! Encouraged, Cecilia squeezed hard at Yoro's throat, straining as hard as she could to cross her ankles over one another to lock the bodyscissor in place. She just had to hold this long enough...and hopefully, not go insane in the process!

[Kreydos]

"Aharg... Ahag... Ahahag..." Yoro reacted to Cecilia's incensed exhale with a garbled chuckle. "Nhhhgg... It's... nhn... f-funny..." And although Yoyo's current predicament concerned her little, if at all, she still could do nothing about it save for some ineffectual bucking and writhing, both of which grew weaker by the minute.

Her prodigious stamina would inevitably run dry; the sleeperhold deprived her of air while the bodyscissor expedited the process. But even when her limbs slackened against the mat and her eyes fluttered, she didn't seem too bothered by her impending defeat. "Mmm..." She just cooed faintly as darkness encroached on her vision. "Nhhhh..." Before long, she let out a sigh of capitulation and her eyes fluttered shut, finally unconscious.

[CaptainL]

The whole time she locked her crushing hold in on Yoro, Cecilia's teeth were clenched, her face twisted into a mask of rage. She had spent practically this whole match trying to wear Yoro down, to leave her hopeless, broken, and without the strangth or the will to talk back, yet Yoro seemed to outwit her at nearly every turn, shrugging off even her best attempts like they were nothing! Even when Cecilia was trying to snap her spine like a twig, or strangle the life out of her, the Japanese girl still managed without fail to find something to laugh at about it. Cecilia didn't want her to laugh. She wanted her done for. And this time, she knew, she was going to be damn well sure that was what happened!

The veins bulged in Cecilia's throat as she squeezed a little bit harder on Yoro, her thighs flexing around her waist and her arm contorting around her neck. The mumbled taunts that left her throat were too incoherent for Cecilia to make out the words, but she knew the intent more than enough: Yoro wanted to mock her. And Cecilia wouldn't dare be mocked.

At last, there was no more Yoro could do. She had used up her reserves in fighting back, and now, as Cecilia squeezed again, the last bit of strength left her. Cecilia could feel her grow limp and heavy in her arms, but even then she kept her in her grasp a moment longer; after how persistent her foe had been, she couldn't be sure she wouldn't jump back up when she least expected it. If she was going to let Yoro go, she needed to be certan she was out.

Eventually, though, enough time passed for Cecilia to let Yoro go, letting her slump limply to the ground. She rose to her feet, where the referee checked her foe for signs of unconsciousness - and when it became clear that she wasn't getting up, the bell sounded, and the official hoisted Cecilia's arm high, proclaiming her the winner.

And yet, the scowl never left Cecilia's face. This was supposed to have been easy. There was no way that anyone as foolish as Yoro had been had any right to put up as much of a fight as she had - yet she had still made Cecilia actually work to keep her down. Hissing, Cecilia crossed her arms, sending a parting kick at Yoro's side. As she left the ring, she grabbed for her arm, dragging her unconscious form along the ground - and, as she passed a trash can, she tossed Yoro inside. The crowd booed her on her way out, but she didn't care. It was the least she could do for such an annoyance.

Winner by knockout: Cecilia Lombard