Kiwi Squeezed (Camie Young vs. Finlay Zeffer)

[SweetHeart]

Camie would groan as she gripped her head, a bit dazed from the big move before she was suddenly slammed down to the mat wit the snapmare like move, before being locked into an Ankle lock, biting her lip as she caight somewhat off guard by the boys quick offence. Camie would balance in the hold, being rather adapt at submission, she wouldn't let herself be caught off guard just yet.

She would attempt to balance on her hands, lifting her free leg and attempting to kick Finlay's arm, hoping to make him fall forward in the Ankle lock. If this worked she would then roll through attempting to slip out of the ring, cracking her neck.

[Bare]

Finlay smirked as he held Camie’s foot and torgued it in the ankle lock, he was rather adept at submission as well and knew that while fnis hold wouldn’t get his opponet to tap, it would hamper her ability to get him in other holds later on. However of course his opponet was a technician as well and knew just what to do to try and get free. As she began fire back kick after kick to his arms he winced in pain, quite a bit of power being packed in those slender and toned legs. Seeing her roll towards the ropes. Knowing the plan she probably had, and based on the pain he was feeling in his arms, the blonde decided to release the hold, letting Camie free as he took a few steps back.

[SweetHeart]

She would slip out of the ring, shaking her leg considering that it wasn't too badly damaged. She would lean on the apron panting, waiting to try and get the blonde boy to step out to get her, and if Finaly did attempt to try and step onto the apron, she would grab the cover and yanking it, much like pulling the rug out form under his feet, she hoped this would cause Finaly to fall either onto his face or his arm, hoping to damage him with a rough landing.

If he did this or not, Camie would walk around, a few fans getting a bit mouthy with her, insulting her appreance, as she walked by. However she noticed this fan had his bereavge on the barricade, smirking as she would then walk over to the drink, grabbing it and popping the top off, tossing the drink into some of the front row, targeting the fans who had insulted her saying "Oops, my hand slipped.~" In the most sarcastic of ways, before heading back to the ring.

[Bare]

Finlqy watched as Camie exited the ring, using a falcon like gaze to keep tabs on her in case she tried anything tricky. But thankfully he saw her stand up soon after, no weapon, no tricks up her non existsnt sleeve, and apparently still groggy from the submission earlier, and she was leaning against the ring, a prime target. Running forward Finlay would drop down attempting to baseball slide kick her in the head as he approached.

What he hadn’t expected however was for Camie to pull the apron open on him, the sudden loss of traction throwing his momentumo off. Worse yet, because of his feet first position Finlay’s feet got pushed under the apron and his body soon followed as Finlay fell out of the ring. Even more so as Camie let go of the apron cover he found himself trapped between the ring itself and tbe ring apron. His back smacking against the ring and the back of his head rebounding off the bottom rope before hanging forward, the blonde being left dazed as he stood, literally trapped and forced to watch Camie taunt not only him but the audience as well.

[SweetHeart]

Camie would smirk after trapping Finlay between the ring and the apron, the referee attempting to slip out to help Finlay out. However Camie wasn't going to allow her plan to be for nothing, as she would quickly hope onto the apron, kicking the side of the dazed males face with an apron superkick. She would follow this up by grabbing his arm, standing on his forearm with one foot, using her other to stomp on his hand over and over, looking to damage his arm.

This would go on for a few more moments before finally, the referee would count Camie down to let the boy out of the apron, which Camie would allow, having done the damage she needed. She would step back into stretching and sighing, taking some time to herself, glancing to see if Finlay had gotten free of the apron. She would wait until he attempted to get back into the ring, looking to catch him off guard by jumping up and hitting a double stomp to his damaged arm!

[Bare]

Finlay groaned dazedly from his traped position between the ring apron and the ring itself. That blow to the head from that fall certainly made it difficult to pull himself together, and that was something his oppomet was sure to take advantage of. Getting awareness back just in time to see his opponet jump on the apron next to him, he was helpless as she kicked him square in the head stunning him once more. Head lulling forward he was unaware, left only to groan and wince as he felt pressure on his arm. Before he could do anything his eyes widened from the sudden and painful feeling of hard rubber soles colliding with fore arm. ”Aghhhhh!” He screamed in pain from the feeling of his arm being brutalized. Thankfully as the ref called Cammie back and away from him he had some chance at relief and a way to finally free himself of his position. Groaning as be cradled his arm Finlay turned himself around from his position, and gingerly with his injured arm he pulled himself back into the ring. Unfortunately before he could fully get back into the ring Cammie was upon him once again with another stomp to his arm. “Fuck!” He screamed out as he rolled away from the impact, closer to one of the corners as he tried to sit up while cradling his arm.

[SweetHeart]

Camie would allow the boy to only get back in the ring for a moment only for his arm to be stomped on, making him scream out in pain and retreat to the corner. She would snicker standing up and grabbing the ropes, walking over to the boy "That all ya got bitch boy?" She taunted him before slamming her foot into his chest, hitting him with a few corner stomps to damage him more. After a few kicks, she would stop, jokingly turning around to make it look like she was going for a stinkface, but then she would pull her foot back and slam it into his chest with a mule kick "Yeah you would like that, maybe if you ask nicely you can kiss it~" She smirks offering Finlay to get a less painful move if he would willingly gave up some of his pride.

If he said no, she would simply sigh, kick him one more time before walking forward "Okay buzz killer." She walked across the ring, posing to the crowd smuggly. If he did say he wanted it, Camie would smirk giving him a faceful of her rear, smothering him in a stinkface.

[Bare]

Finlay groaned and hissed in pain as he held his arm gingerly following that brutal assault by Camie whilst he was on the ring aprong and getting back. Groaning he started to sit up, only to be forced right back down by Camie’s foot hitting his chest. Glaring up at her with disdain he was helpless as she unloaded yet another series of stomps to his chest, bouncing him against the corner releatedly before she stopped. Holding his chest he winced from the burning sensation caused by her rubber soled foot bashing into it.

Glaring up at her as she turned he was fully expecting to brace for a stink face, but instead found himself taking yet another kick from her making him gasp in pain. At her question though he glared defiantly at her. “Fuck you.” He spat out before receiving yet ankther kick to the head that sent his back into the corner with a grunt. Glaring up at her despite the pain he was in, he couldn’t help the rush of anger, humiliation and desire for revenge that came from seeing her thrn her back to him, mocking him and the crowd with tbat smug aura of hers.

Pushing himself up he ran forwards, his chest was hurting beyond belief, no doubt impairing his speed, but his indignation and anger was spurring him to try and coem back against Camie. His plan wasn’t much of one, if anything it was a desperate gambit as he charged forward, lowering himself to try and spear Camie from behind.

[SweetHeart]

Camie would smugly flaunt to the crowd, however, Finlay's attack at a sneak attack didn't go too well as the submission specialist heard him charge her, quickly spinning around, grabbing his arm, and attempting to reverse the spear into a Fujiwara armbar, wrenching back on the damaged arm of the boy "Oh~~~ nice one Fin, might as well just yelled "I'm gonna tackle you" with how loud you were being. In fact, why don't you scream a bit now!" She smiled before then arching her back, yanking his arm more.

The referee would check if the boy wanted to give up, along with Camie insulting him more mirroring her ways "Come on give it up finny~. Unless you wanna leave with your arm in a cast!" She threatened, attempting to grab his hand, bending his wrist to add to the pain of the hold as he tortured the boy more. However, the placement of the hold wasn't helping Camie much as Finlay would have to go a few feet closer to the ropes to break out.

[Bare]

Despite his best effort Finlay was unsuccessful in his attempt to spear Camie, and onstead he found his already injured arm being further tortured courtesy of the fujiwara armbar Camie had caught him in. Groaning in pain he ignored her taunts as best as he could, refusing to give her the satisfaction. As the ref came to ask if he gave up Fin only respomded with a fierce glare that made the ref back right off from his intensity. Gritting his teeth he saw how close he was to the ropes... but that wasn’t how he wanted to get out of this. Leaning over to one side he attempted to stretch his other arm around, trying to grab at one of her legs. If he could grasp it than he would proceed to try and get his feet under him. Holding his breath from the increased pain his arm was now in, but it would be worth it, if he could get to his feet that is. Because if he managed too he would throw himself to the side while shifting his position to try and drive Camie head and shoulder first into the mat.