Louise Heisenberg vs Marid: Chemistry isn't Quantum Physics.

[Ihateocrecolors]

"Ugh.."

Marid seemed to make a point of wiping his hands on the outer red skirt part of his attire. A look of disgust as he let go of the hold. If all the women in L.A.W were like this maybe that was the reason why any self-respecting man wouldn't come to this division. But weirdly enough for the dominant one in the matchup, he strangely enjoyed it. It wasn't something that he found arousing, but it felt..nice to be dominant and to have someone grovel at his feet. As the socially awkward little man got back up, he started to grab at Louise's waist, hoping to lift her up and throw her backward onto the mat in a brutal-looking release german suplex!

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[MidMorii]

"Oh? Shit daddy, you got a good grapple, don-" she joked, before being interrupted mid-sentence. Her entire body being tossed neck-first on the canvas. She struggled to get up, her arms quivering in pain. She wasn't sure how long she could keep this up, but she certainly had managed to get on his nerves. In a way, she was a bit disappointed that he hadn't shown much romantic interest in her. She assumed he'd easily fall for a girl like her, but she was sorely wrong. Her hair was a mess, blood dripping down her nose.
"Do you like em messy, hun?" she continued, unable to understand why he wouldn't break.
She was a pretty young lady who was ripe for relations. She snickered for a moment, flashing Marid with her breasts before stomping on his knee again. It seemed to be the place where she always targeted, but she liked to go by the philosophy that the bigger they are, the harder they fall. At this point, his leg might as well be shattered from all her attacks. However, that wasn't enough, she tried to follow it up with a fast back-kick to his chin once he stumbled on the canvas again.

[Ihateocrecolors]

Marid was many things, a looker for his physique despite his physical size, a tenacious braggart who could back up anything he said in the ring, and with surprising dominance but he was no pervert. And that seemed to be the edge Louise had when going up against him, Marid quickly looking away before Heisenberg took flight, stomping on his knee which made him scream out suddenly in pain, hobbling around in pain from the constant attacks to his leg. A kick to the chin, leaving him sprawled out on the mat, he needed a new gameplan and he needed to get over his feelings. Immediately.