Marzia Servelli vs. Alizeh Midori - Submission Match

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The crowd was eating up the spectacle going on on the mats before them, as the cheers sounded for both competitors with equal fervor. It was a true battle of submission experts - both Marzia and Alizeh saw the opportunities that came before them to inflict crippling techniques on one another, doing their best to whittle each other down, and just as soon as one hold was broken it was smoothly transitioned into the next. That was the case now, as no sooner had Marzia been released from the bodyscissor that she took Alizeh's wrist in her hand as she rolled behind her to twist it behind her opponent's back for a wrist lock!

She knew that she had Alizeh in her clutches now, and Marzia wouldn't dare let go of this opportunity. Gritting her teeth to try and focus herself, she leaned back further, pulling her foe's arm back to apply pressure on her shoulder at the same time she was cranking on her wrist. Alizeh reached behind her to try and pry Marzia's hand off her wrist by sheer force, but the Italian girl was desperate to not let go. Even as her grip began to slip, she would only force herself back even more, wanting to do as much damage as she could while she still held the position!

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Alizeh groaned and gritted her teeth in pain as she was hauled to her feet by Marzia and her arm was painfully bent back by the Italian woman. Shaking her head to shale off the thoughts of submitting Alizeh began to think of a plan out of this. Planting her feet Alizeh would take her free arm and shoot it backwards attempt to slam it right into Marzia’s face! If she was successful and it stunned her fellow submissions expert Alizeh would attempt to duck low and turn behind Marzia in a effort to free her arm while switching the grip from Marzia’s hand holdkng hers, to Alizeh’s now aching hand gripping Marzia’s.

[CaptainL]

Not skipping a beat now that she had escaped from Alizeh's hold, Marzia was quick to go for the opportunity to retake the lead. The adrenaline was pumping through her, and she had settled into a groove, practically moving on instinct. She saw things fall into place, and where her chance to strike was. Taking Alizeh's wrist as she slipped behind her, Marzia pulled herself to her feet, dragging Alizeh's arm at the same time to force her to rise before she locked down a joint lock in twisting her opponent's arm behind her.

Marzia's fingers tensed around Alizeh's wrist, digging into the skin. She wouldn't let go. The Italian began to pant, her hot breath coming on the back of Alizeh's neck as her brow furrowed in determination. But while Marzia had an instinct for submissions, Alizeh was a master of the art herself. And a move so simple as this was just as simple to counter.

That was something Marzia would soon find out, as in one quick motion, Alizeh whipped herself in the opposite direction, her fist flying and landing straight into her jaw. She sputtered and coughed, her hold on Alizeh's arm loosening and slipping, yet not giving way quite yet. That would be up to Alizeh, who forced herself underneath Marzia's arm, deftly getting behind her as she went for the reversal. Just as quickly as she had been struck, Marzia now felt her own arm being wrenched behind her, and she cried out in pain, her back arching as she was pulled back towards Alizeh while the firings of nerves being pulled in all directions surged down her arm!

[Bare]

Alizeh smiled as her reversal was successful and the green haired girl happily pulled Marzia close to her as she pulled on her arm. Pressing he chest to the Italians back Alizeh casually draped her other arm over Marzia’s chest while leaning forward letting her own hot breath wash over Marzia’s ear.

“I knew rolling around with you would be fun but this is a whole other level. You really are incredible.” She whispered softly into the other woman’s ear. Wanting to compliment her opponet without it disrupting the match. Besides Alizeh wouldn’t lie when she said the battle of submissions was somewhat bringing out her more flirty side. However be that as it may it was still a match and Alizeh had a plan. Lowering her free arm down Marzia’s body she would coil it tightly around Marzia’s waist. If successful Alizeh would attempt to throw herself backwards to slam Marzia shoulder first into the mat in hopes of weakening the Italian woman

[CaptainL]

Just a minute before, Marzia was in control, forcing Alizeh's arm back against her spine as she weighed forward on her while torquing her wrist. But just as quickly and as easily as it had begun, her hold had been broken - and now, Alizeh had her in much the same situation! With the grappling skills both women were commanding, it was no trouble to let one hold flow effortlessly into the next. The fans knew that, voicing their excitement in their cheers.

Alizeh said as much too - something that Marzia wasn't expecting. She had let herself get lost in the struggle between her and her opponent, allowing her body to run on instinct as she saw her chances as they came. To that end the Italian had learned to tune out the background noise. But when the same praise and admiration came from a place so much closer to her, and so much more intimately? That she wasn't prepared for. A blush came to Marzia's face as she drew back a bit. "I-Incredible..?! You...you can't really mean-!" she began. Marzia had never thought much about her own ring talents, yet now, even her opponent was impressed! How was she supposed to deal with that?

As it turned out, Marzia wouldn't really need to contemplate that much. Before she could say anything more, Alizeh grabbed her by the waist, taking a position the Italian girl only now became aware of as she shook herself out of her thoughts. But it was too late to react. Alizeh fell back, leaving Marzia to go slamming into the canvas! She coughed as the air was kicked out of her lungs, and her body shook from the reverberations of her impact, leaving the ring shaking off the momentum!

[Bare]

Smiling as she cut off Marzia’s response with the suplex Alizeh took a moment to bridge holding the two in the arched position as Alizeh wanted a moment to both rest as well as take in how satisfying that impact was. However it wouldn’t be long before she released Marzia letting the woman go after such a heated battle of close exchanges.

Feeling the thrill of the crowd’s cheering egging her on she would get up and turn to face Marzia while giving her a few feet of space. Of all the matches she had had so far in LAW this was by far the one that had Alizeh’s blood pumping the most! She always knew Marzia would be a great opponet but this was blowing her expectations out of the water and the green haired girl, much like the crowd was craving more. “Come on Marzia I know you got more than that!” Alizeh yelled to Marzia trying to encourage her opponet to her feet while stomping her foot against the mat several times to further hype up the crowd, who was already going nits from the degree of sportsmanship Alizeh was dhowing towards her opponet

[CaptainL]

To Marzia, everything seemed to go by in a blur as she and her opponent both went plummeting to the ground. They felt the thud of the canvas beneath them, the ring shaking under the twin impacts. Only after that would the world stop spinning for Marzia. Now that they were on the ground, Alizeh needed a moment to collect herself. Marzia would take the time to do much the same, as she panted for breath, trying to draw the air back into her lungs.

But even with a momentary lull in the action, the fever pitch of the crowd wouldn't subside a bit. Both girls had given a good showing thus far, and the fans were eager to see how much farther the two were willing to take things between the two of them! Both names were being chanted in the stands with equal intensity, and then there were those who just wanted to see the two wrestle their way to a goof match. Ordinarily, a situation like this would put a good deal of pressure on Marzia, as she hoped to live up to expectations. But now, she'd let all that anxiety leave her. All that was left was the will to fight on. Alizeh was trying to bring that out in Marzia, and she was going to rise to that challenge!

"I do-!" Marzia called back. She pushed herself back up to a seated position, and from there, she would jump back up to her feet. As she rose, she threw an elbow towards her opponent, trying to knock her back and gain some ground.

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Alizeh smiled seeing the fighting spirit that seemed to roar to life in Marzia following her declaration. Smiling earnestly as her Italian opponet came at her with an elbow Alizeh smirked.

Planting her feet and bracing her body she took the elbow from her opponet head on grunting in pain and sliding back a step as a result. Even as flames of pain began licking through her chest cavity, Alizeh gritted her teeth and clenched her hand. Rearing her arm up Alizeh would swing it forward to smash into Marzia’s chest!

[CaptainL]

Alizeh was intent on bringing out the true potential in Marzia, and so too was the Italian girl committed to making her proud. She couldn't think of a more worthy opponent, Alizeh having shown the same technical mastery she had cultivated in herself and been able to match her blow for blow all the while. If she wanted a fight, Marzia was going to bring that to her.

Her elbow swung behind her and hit its mark, sending the green-haired woman staggering back. With her movements flowing gracefully from one to the next, Marzia turned that momentum into a twirl, spinning back around to face her opponent. From there, she started to charge forward, looking to close the distance and retake the advantage.

But once again, Alizeh was ready for her. She had anticipated her advance, and her skil in countering Marzia's moves was on display yet again! Before Marzia could take her down, Alizeh rose a forearm, striking it right into Marzia's sternum! She coughed and groaned as the blow knocked her backwards, sending her stumbling as her heavy breasts rose and fell off the momentum. Doubling back, Marzia's footing slipped and she went falling to one knee. But she caught herself there nonetheless, looking up at Alizeh as she panted for breath. She readied her guard. She wasn't going to let herself yield the floor for long - and if Alizeh came back at her, she wanted to be ready.

[Bare]

“Huff.. heh.” Alizeh huffed but despite this she was invigorated and committed to this battle with someone she could honestly say was her equal. And that was why she was so invested, so dedicated in bringing out the fire she saw in Marzia and doing so by pushing the Italian to her limits. Likewise she was counting on Marzia doing the same. And given the roars of approval from the crowd it was something they all were incredibly ok with.

Seeing her elbow brought Marzia to her knees Alizeh smirked as she dashed forward using the limited space between them to leap up attempting to further press Marzia by bringing her leg up to hit the shorter woman with a shining wizard and bring her fully down to the mat.