Marzia Servelli vs. Hanabi Kawai [D] - Submission Match

[CaptainL]

It was unusual for Hanabi to offer help in the middle of a match, but it was just as unusual for Marzia, who evidently had the more experience between the two of them, to not see this as a blatant opening for her to swiftly capitalize upon. Marzia was the cautious type, and she was always reading her opponents and the situation at hand, looking for where she could act to steer things to her advantage. But there was something about Hanabi that made Marzia feel like she didn't need to worry. As unusual as her actions were, Marzia didn't see any malice in them. Marzia had been a rookie in over her head herself before, and she could see it in Hanabi too. Perhaps that was what gave her pause.

Still, here she was, standing and not putting up any effort to prevent Marzia from attacking. The Italian girl stopped, blinking a few times. Was this really going to happen now, in the middle of the ring? She would at least have hoped Hanabi got some proper training prior to the match. But if this was how things were going to go down, so be it.

"Well, uh..." she began, finding herself in a position of authority she wasn't used to. "For starters, you can do this..." Marzia grabbed for Hanabi's wrist, going to circle behind her and pulling her arm along with her. At that point, she would twist Hanabi's arm against her back and pin it between her shoulderblades, going for a hammerlock!

[Scourger X]

Hanabi had given a golden opportunity to her enemy, no sane wrestler would ask for help in the middle of a match, yet here she was. Arms and legs spread, not even bothering to following Marzia with her sight as she went to one of her sides. She found her sudden lack of confidence amusing in an adorable way. She was a pro with a lot more experience, even so, she seemed to have a lot less self-confidence than her.

The rookie wrestler doubted for a moment her teacher as she heard her meek words, nodding to them as she walked out of her vision. That wouldn't last long, as the petit italian wrestler twisted her wrist with unapparent strength, and as her arm reached her back, her instincts kicked in and she tried to free herself, but she wasn't able. She understood that she still was a beginner compared to her opponent.

"Wow, that kinda hurts" The pain was sincerely well administered. Sure, she could take a lot more, but she instantly recognized that the objective of the lock was to stop her movements, as well as expose her to the stretching, she was sorry now for not looking up those moves, hoping to learn more ways to inflict submission. "i think I can escape this easily, surely there's more" Her voice and her face didn't reflected the discomfort she was in, but she wanted to see more of what Marzia had.

[CaptainL]

Perhaps it was a stroke of good fortune for Hanabi that the first opponent she was facing in LAW, even with her lack of familiarity with how certain aspects of wrestling worked, was Marzia Servelli, who despite her tenure hardly had the confidence or assertiveness to press the advantage even when it was handed to her. Hanabi was practically asking to be ambushed, and Marzia wasn't taking the bait. By all accounts she had gotten off easy.

Not to say, of course, that Marzia wasn't going to act. Hanabi wanted to know how submissions worked, and this was something Marzia felt was better demonstrated than narrated. Circling behind Hanabi, Marzia bent her arm behind her back, twisting it into a hammerlock to both apply pressure to her joints and to help immobilize her.

Even then, though, Hanabi didn't seem particularly bothered, something that gave Marzia pause. She didn't know how much this girl was capable of taking, but evidently she was tougher than she looked in order to withstand a hold like this so casually. She was an odd one, that was for sure. But Marzia put that thought aside. If Hanabi still wanted to be shown her true potential, she would oblige.

"Of course there's more," she said. "Like...this!" To Marzia, it seemed wrong that Hanabi would give her an opportunity so freely. She wondered if she was waiting to strike at a moment the Italian girl didn't expect, and yet, that didn't seem to be happening either. Regardless, Marzia wrapped a leg around Hanabi's to hold it in place before she slung an arm around her neck and shoulder, letting go of her wrist in the process. She bent over to the side, forcing her opponent into an abdominal stretch!

[Scourger X]

"Good to... Gah!" Hanabi was following the lead of her opponent, when the sudden change made her gasp very noticeably. She felt her side stretching painfully, she actually had a hard time keeping her brave face. Nonetheless, she turned her head to look at Marzia with a little more of a forced smile on her face.

"This sure is hard, Marzia-san but I think I've got it. Now I would like to know what to do when we both are in the floor" Following her words, she leaped with her free leg to make them both fall, trying to force her teacher into a seated position, and in the process releasing herself of the abdominal stretch.

[CaptainL]

Clenching her teeth, Marzia wrapped her arms tighter around Hanabi's side, leaning in closer and forcing her weight against her opponent to bend her further and further, as much as she could manage. She heard Hanabi gasp, and she knew that whatever she was doing had to have some effect. Yet, even now, Hanabi didn't seem to have any hard feelings. She smiled at Marzia, and addressed her more like she would an instructor than an opponent. This was definitely unusual, and Marzia raised an eyebrow to her in confusion. She didn't mind having an opportunity to display her abilities, and the praise she was receiving from Hanabi wasn't unwelcome, but it almost felt like she was cheating.

"T-Thanks, I guess," Marzia muttered, recognizing Hanabi's praise. Then, though, she mentioned bringing them both to the floor, something that made Marzia stop in contemplation. The floor? She hoped Hanabi realized that that was where Marzia's true strength lay, and that - unless Hanabi had some hidden trick up her sleeve, which seemed unlikely - she would be putting herself at a considerable disadvantage in going there. But there was no time for the Italian girl to stand around thinking, as Hanabi jumped up, bowling the two of them backward! Marzia was forced to release Hanabi as she fell to the mat with a yelp, landing a seated position with her hands bracing herself against the canvas. She grimaced at first, coming to see Hanabi in front of her, but shook herself back into the game.

"You're sure?" Marzia asked, scooting herself closer to the fallen Hanabi. "Well, if you know what you're getting into-!" As she threw her weight forward, Marzia pushed herself to the side of the purple-haired girl before rolling on top of her so they lay belly to belly, pointed in opposite directions. This put Marzia's legs at Hanabi's head - which she would then grab with her thighs, pushing down on her skull with a reverse headscissor!

[Scourger X]

When they crashed into the canvas, Hanabi managed to slip past the lock of her rival, she then heard Marzia asking her if she was sure about going at it in the ground. "Of course, I wan't to know everything about submissions" She answered excitedly. Marzia then got in top of her, she then pressed both her thighs, crushing her head in a Reverse Headscissor.

Hanabi then lowered her gaze into her enemy's thighs, her ass, her back, all the way to seeing her head. "Wow, your legs sure are strong..." She would taunt her enemy, passing her hands, throught her legs, going up and up...

[CaptainL]

Marzia's thoughts couldn't help but go wandering as she pondered what an unusual situation she had found herself in. While she didn't mind teaching Hanabi a few things about submissions on the fly, from one rookie to another, she couldn't help but wonder why she didn't know this stuff already. Surely she should have been trained prior to getting in the ring - and furthermore, why would she be booked for a submission match in the first place if she didn't know anything about them? An all-too-familiar thought crept into Marzia's mind, as she began to wonder if she had only been put up against Hanabi because the offices backstage thought she needed an easy win to boost her less than stellar record. But that only stoked the doubts in Marzia. She wanted to prove herself capable on her own merit, not to need jobbers to get anything done. If she couldn't get a victory against anyone who knew what they were doing, what did that say about her?

Still, she had to do what she had to do. Marzia bit her lip and tensed her legs, bringing her thighs to squeeze tighter around Hanabi's head. She pushed off the canvas, bracing her palms against the mat at either side of her opponent to lift herself up and exert more pressure. For a while, Marzia thought she was in control - but Hanabi, it seemed, went for a counter, whether she herself knew it or not. Marzia could feel the girl's hands tracing up her legs, and it gave her pause, as she looked back at her foe with a blush coming to her cheeks. It felt...intimate, almost. She didn't know if she should be flattered or concerned. What were Hanabi's intentions?

"Ahh..? What are...you doing-?" In the process, Marzia's mind was however momentarily taken off what she was doing, and her hold went a bit slack, easing up on Hanabi.

[Scourger X]

Hanabi kept running her hands all over her enemy's tights, until she heard Marzia gasp and ask what she was doing. Only then, she felt the pressure in her neck to suddenly budge, A chance, she thought to herself.

Hanabi then pushed the italian's girl hip up, releasing herself and putting her opponent on her back.

"Let's see if I have the right idea Marzia-san... " Hanabi then would try to wrap her legs against Marzia's neck, trying to catch her in a regular Headscissor.

[CaptainL]

It wouldn't be through Hanabi's strength or agility that Marzia would be forced to relinquish her grasp, but by her own anxiety, as she found herself struggling to process what was happening to her as her pink-haired opponent ran her hands up along her body. Marzia shuddered, a blush coming to her face from the sensation of the close contact, and as her mind drifted away, she lost track of the match she was supposed to be paying attention to. That was enough for Hanabi, who now saw her chance to strike!

Marzia only realized what was happening after it was too late to stop it, as Hanabi pushed at her from below, rolling her aside. Marzia went tumbling back, laying on the canvas beside her opponent as she landed with a gasp, and the next thing she knew, Hanabi was already in place to hold down on her throat with her legs! She choked and gagged, her voice drowned out in the pressure as it grew difficult to breathe, and she struggled under Hanabi to no avail. Hanabi might have been off to a rough start, but evidently she was a quick learner!

[Scourger X]

Hanabi saw Marzia wriggle between her legs, she could see how much more anxious she got against her when the tables turned. It was obvious that she suffered some self-esteem issues, proven by her moves as the battle went on, maybe it had something to do with her meek personality. Marzia wasn't the type of person who came to mind when talking about wrestling, even so, Hanabi was having a hard time dealing with her; her grapples where solid, and even now, she actually had to make her efforts to hold the Italian girl in place.

Hanabi decided to release her prisoner from her Headscissor, and then she proceeded to roll backwards to get herself on her feet, and then she stared at her opponent, ever so sweetly.

"So, how was it?"