*Continuing to relentlessly roll her corpulent derriere across Daisy's facial landscape, Gail could have sworn that she felt some pathetic attempt at redemption from the makeshift seat beneath her. However, unlike the typical opponent she may have encountered beforehand, the miniature hurricane refused acknowledge the princess's struggling and continued to cherish the adrenaline rush of having toppled yet another haughty rookie, too headstrong and ambitious for her own good!*
"Now then~" *Rising to her feet before pretending to dust her grinning boots off, Gail was suddenly struck with a diabolical epiphany- Why should Daisy get the privilege of convalescing in her viciously expensive ensemble, when she could strip the woman of both her outfit and her pride?*
"You know, come to think of it, you don't deserve to wear such a pricy little number after being humiliated by me, wouldn't you agree?" *She rhetorically asked before sauntering towards her, a fiendish smirk making an appearance across her face.*
*Unbeknownst to her however, the pair of them were being silently yet vigilantly monitored by none other than the skulking serpent himself, Cobra Bolt. Having suspected some sort of foul play from the very beginning, he decided to intervene on Daisy's behalf, approaching Gail from behind before ensnaring the volatile maelstrom within a strangulating chokehold!*
"GGGAAK!" *A confluence of shock and discomfort flooded her body, and in an instant, Gail's irate attitude had been temporarily silenced by the surgically executed submission. Rolling her onto her backside, Cobra subsequently went to check on Daisy's wellbeing with a concerned expression written all over his face.*
"Hey!" *He gently shook her shoulder, making the impulsive decision to lift her into his arms and cradle her face against his bare chest.*
"Are...are you awake?"