Persistent Pest; Emaline Vs. Gil "Amra-Gil-O"

[Arista]

Emaline never let-up her high and mighty attitude, not even for a second, or a fraction of it...! She thought fondly of herself, which was great in Gil's eyes, but maybe she could practice that without putting others down... It wasn't all that uncommon a trait though, among the bullies in L.A.W...!

Gil took her charge, ready to show this bully what she was made of, and with one good swing-and-a-miss, she had Ema right where she wanted her, comfortable...! She bounced back-off the ropes and ran her hips into her foe, sending her right into the boards! Or, ropes... "...Aha...!" Gil pumped her fist into the air...! "...I am, very proud actually, but you were kind of supposed to go down, but I guess I was a little too soft huh...?" Gil brushed her hips off. "...Maybe next time I should put more 'oomph' into it, you know?" Gil looked back up, and the distance was closed, a round-house kick, which she ducked under, but no, there was more, Gil leapt slightly, expecting a leg-sweep, but instead, catching a mean kick to the face, completely un-protected...!

Gil hit the canvas like a sack of spuds, her head and teeth rattled with the vague taste of pennies in her mouth. "...Not... Bad..." Gil rolled onto her back, vision blurred as she tried her best to focus in on the pink-haired women. "...But you can't keep me down that easy...!" She declared, she wasn't done! But, her body didn't really move much. "...Just give me a second..."

[Kreydos]

Much like before, Emaline whiffed her initial roundhouse kick only for the follow up strike to connect cleanly. Moreover, Gil even jumped into the roundhouse when she jumped to avoid a sweep which was never coming. Then the pinkette whipped her hair backwards and combed her pink locks after she completed the kick for some stylish flourish. Her typical self-assured grin returned to her face as she held her hands behind her back and listened to her opponent's words

"You have never lacked for optimism." She remarked with a light chuckle. "A walking limitless font of plucky audacity. You have my gratitude, the opportunity to humble a being of such grand delusion as you is a sweet fortune." Suddenly, she dashed forwards, leapt into the air, and executed a somersault in mid-air. Then she thrusted her legs downwards when making the landing for a devastating somersault double foot stomp aimed at Gil's unprotected stomach.

[Arista]

Gil's optimism may have proven to be one of the hardest things to break, it would take a long grueling match of cruel and unusual punishment to cut deep enough to strip all that away, her pride could be squashed, her feeling could very easily be damaged, her optimism? That was a much more difficult task...!

"...Humble...? I think the only one who need humbled here is you, you big ding-dong...!" Gil laughed, still unable to really get to her feet, but she needn't worry about that, she had a friend like Ema to help her be right where she needed to continue the beating as long as she pleased...! Ema, being one for theatrics, made some big-air before stomping both her feet down hard into the poor brunette's gut, causing her to groan and cry-out loudly...! "...Ow, ow, ow..." Gil clutched her gut and rolled into a ball, resting on her side. "...That wasn't fair...!"

[Kreydos]

Emaline executed her gaudy somersault stomp to perfection, leaving Gil to ball up in agony. Yet, the Viper decided against pressing her advantage and merely combed her hair once again. She crossed her arms and loomed over her downed opponent, her sneering expression displaying narcissism and malice in equal measure. "I need not be humbled because I correctly judged my prodigious abilities to be unmatched."

Slowly, she lifted her leg up and pointed her toes to the ceiling for a standing splits. "Whereas you are little more than a stepping stone who fancies herself a wrestler on par with the likes of me." Then she brought her boot crashing down onto Gil's ribs. "~Mmm.~" Emaline would hum in satisfaction should her axe kick connect. "Regardless, I am very grateful for your foolish obstinance. I will very much enjoy demonstrating the divide in our class."

Standing Splits Reference

[Arista]

Gil would have responded to one or more of those self-centered quips expelling from Emaline's mouth if she wasn't nursing her stomach back into health, she caught her breath and opened her mouth to speak, but by the time she had done so, it was too late. "...Y- AAHHH!" A shrill, pain-filled scream escaped from the brunette, she jolted onto her back, a couple tears ran down her cheeks.

"...You-" She swallowed hard. "...You need to learn, that you aren't better than anyone... And-" She coughed hard with a wheeze. "...And I'll be the one to teach you that lesson...!" She rolled onto her stomach, latching her paws onto her ankle in a sad attempt to show her resistance, she knew her position was bad, she knew she was setting herself-up for more pain, but if that pain came from her standing up for what she felt was right, she could never be upset with herself...!

"...I'll show you... In-front of all these people, all these cameras, that you and I..." She crawled her way up, from Ema's ankle to her knee, until her chine rested on her thigh as she looked up at Emaline to speak. "...Are on the same level...!"

[Kreydos]

"~Ohohoho, my.~" Emaline let out haughty laughter in response to Gil's impassioned speech. "You are quite the comedian, mayhaps you ought to pursue a career in comedy should you ever tire of acting as someone else's human ragdoll." Suddenly, the Viper spun around and positioned her thighs on either side of her opponent's neck. "That said, among all the plucky yet hapless jobbers of LAW, you Gil are amongst my favourites." Then her legs surged with power, squeezing Gil's throat for a standing headscissors.

[Arista]

Emaline may have found humor in what Gil was saying, but Gil wasn't laughing, she was willing to go the extra-mile to prove to Emaline that she was no walk in the park, and that she was more than a stepping stone, she was a real wrestler, and beyond that, she was going to kick Emaline's butt to prove it...!

"...I'm not your ragdoll..." Gil spat, then choked. Emaline wrapped her strong thighs around Gil's neck, and squeezed tight, forcing a wheeze and a rough sounding cough out of Gil. Her hands slid up-and-down the Emerald Viper's legs, slapping one as her mouth hung-open, she couldn't escape, her arms were simply too weak to pry her way out of Ema's legs...!

Gil moved from her knees, planting one foot onto the canvas, tightening her grip onto Emaline's thighs before her other foot planted itself into the mat. With one big push and a lift, her knees buckled, her face went red, as if it wasn't already driven to that point, and then... THUMP. She collapsed back to her knees, her arms fell limp to her sides, and with one pathetic wheeze, her efforts were thwarted, all without Emaline lifting a single finger. "...I-I... I-I'm not... I'm not finished..."

[Kreydos]

Emaline placed her hands behind her back and leaned forwards, granting herself a good view of Gil's feeble struggles. "Hmph." The pompous heel scoffed dismissively. "I will never tire of your inability to accept reality." She exerted more strength in her thighs, completely blocking the plucky face's blood from reaching her brain. "By all means of consideration, you were finished from the onset of this precious rematch. Your skillset is non-existent compared to mine." A sadistic smile adorned Emaline's face as she enjoyed watching Gil slowly go limp between the headscissors.

[Arista]

Maybe it wasn't meant to come so soon, maybe she really was just unable to beat Emaline... She knew it wasn't true, it couldn't be, could it? She had what it took, Emaline wasn't some scary monster, she was just a girl, just like Gil, but how was she able to handle Gil with such ease? With such poise? There was something, some way to best her, some way to end up on top...

Gil sputtered out meaningless babble, any noise she made was far from a full sentence, heck, it was far from even a single word...! Drool fell down her face as her mouth hung open, her eyes fixed upward to look at the woman who had gotten the best of her for the first fall, and without a single other word of defiance, her arms fell to her sides, and her droopy eyes shut entirely.

[Kreydos]

Feeling Gil's body slacken, Emaline relaxed here legs and let her opponent's body ignominiously drop to the floor. She then left the referee to confirm the obvious and moved towards the corner. In an impressive display of agility, she elegantly leapt onto the top turnbuckle and made herself comfortable across the top ropes. Lazing on her makeshift bed, she propped her head on her fist and adopted the tranquilo pose as she waited for the ref to rouse Gil awake. Invariably, the vain heel wore an arrogant smirk the whole time.

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