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

[Arista]

Gil landed a blow that brought the crowd from laid-back amusement to sitting up in their seats! It looked like Gil might actually put up something that mildly resembled a fight...! Her shoulder connected and managed to knock Emaline onto her back...!

"...Me...!" Gil threw here hands in the air in response, dazzling herself up before Emaline took her strike back, not wanting to even seem bested for a second longer by Gil...! However, Gil managed to sway backwards, narrowly dodging a mean elbow to the nose...! "...Tsk tsk, Ema...!" Gil wagged her finger and moved from her knees to sitting on the pink-haired woman's belly, pinning her arms to her sides...! "...I think we can take you down a peg...!" Gil giggled, scooted herself further up, pressing her ass against Emaline's chest...!

[Kreydos]

Emaline's eyes widened when Gil dodged the elbow strike. Before the pinkette knew it, the brunette shifted forwards, sat on Emaline's chest, and even pinned her hands against the canvas. She struggled indignantly beneath Gil but failed to dislodge her. "You?! Take me down a peg?!" The Viper repeated, her voice seething with venom. "A preposterous notion!" She swung her lower body up and tried to snap her shins around her opponent's throat. From there, she would leverage her impressive leg strength to throw Gil off.

[Arista]

However brief it was, Gil being on tope, both literally and figurately, did seem to do something to get under Emaline's skin! She knew it wouldn't take too much now to get to the Emerald Viper, but it wouldn't be easy to get there, and it would be even harder to stay on top...!

Gil felt Emaline kick her legs up and catch her by the throat, slinging her down into a rather graceful roll before popping back to her feet...! "...Ta-da...!" Gil celebrated her recovery with a pose! "...Sweet legs, Ema! But it's my turn to show you just how strong mine are...!" Gil gave warning before looking to lay on a quick dropkick onto Ema as she was trying to get back up...!

[Kreydos]

Despite successfully throwing Gil away, she recovered better than Emaline expected. "Wha?.." She gasped confusedly but shook her head and focused on getting back on her feet, neglecting to pay attention to her opponent. Pressing both of her hands onto the floor, she performed a kip-up and sprung back into a standing position. "You-gah!.." Gil immediately interrupted Emaline via a dropkick, knocking her down with such force that her legs flopped upwards when she landed on her back. Dazed, she would do nothing but limply lay there for the next couple seconds.

[Arista]

"...Aha...!" Gil rushed back up to her fit, keeping the momentum going as she jogged in place briefly, before taking a little lap to build up some speed...! "...You've had your fun, now it's my turn to show you what I got, Ema...!" Gil's light taps on the canvas turned to heavy thuds before she took off into the air, tucking her knees to her chest as she came down, projected to make touch-down ass first with Ema's face...! "...DEW DROP...!"

If she should connect, it would be a real turning point, despite everything, at-least briefly putting herself on top, and making herself look at-least a little competent against a foe who previously thought nothing of her, if she should miss, she would be right back at square one...!

[Kreydos]

The pain of the dropkick didn't sting nearly as much as listening to Gil's cheery voice as she frolicked about. Emaline couldn't help gritting her teeth as she could do nothing but lay there recovering and endure through such a farce. Thankfully, her opponent's actions gave her much needed time to re-orientate herself and recuperate.

She felt the mat rumble beneath her when Gil finally rushed closer for her attack. And hearing her announce the name of her own move as she leapt into the air, the Viper mustered her strength and hurriedly attempted to roll to the side. Moreover, she would deftly roll back onto her feet if she successfully dodged the butt drop.

[Arista]

Gil got her first real taste of a lead in this match and ran with it, enjoying the moment and taking the opportunity to bask in the brief glory it would bring her, however it was that attitude that also made it so brief to began with, giving Emaline plenty of time to catch her breath and composure...!

Gil leapt up, shouting her move out like an anime character before Emaline swiftly got out of dodge, and Gil crashed butt-first onto the canvas with a loud bang and a rumble...! "...Ow, that's not fair, you weren't supposed to get up...!" Gil pouted, sticking her tongue out at Ema as she rubbed her lower back...!

[Kreydos]

Emaline dashed forward while Gil was still reeling from her failed dew drop. The Viper twisted her hips and swung her leg with all her might, attempting to club her opponent in the head via a vicious shoot kick. "Who are you to say what I am or am not supposed to do?!" She ranted should her kick connect. Her eyes widened as she realised how she had been acting. She coughed into her fist, cleared her throat, and carried on in her usual, soft and polite tone. "Forgive me, I am typically far more composed."

[Arista]

Gil, for all she had lost in this match, did seem to manage to get under Emaline's skin, seeing a side of her she wasn't all to happy to see. Ema was usually well kept together, poised and cunning, but underneath that, there appeared to be someone much more emotional than she would lead on...!

Gil caught another blow, this time a kick to the head, forcing her to fall back with a dull thud. "...Agh!" She groaned, staying down, rubbing her head. "...All is forgiven..." Gil said, a slight bit of concern in her voice, wincing as she forced herself to sit back up. "...That is once I manage to get you back between my butt cheeks...!" Gil laughed, pointing her finger at Ema at her childish and anything but clever remark, then wincing again, holding her head which throbbed in pain...!

[Kreydos]

"Hmph." Emaline scoffed dismissively. Without even deigning to reply, the Viper leapt forwards and tried to pounce onto Gil's seated form. Should Emaline succeed in mounting her opponent, she would swiftly lean downwards and gracefully wrap her arm around Gil's throat in an attempt to apply an arm-triangle choke. "~Oh Gil, you silly girl.~" The aristocratic heel condescendingly commented. "Although I admire your spunk, your recent actions demand punishment." She tightened her chokehold, intending to knock out her foe then and there and gain another point for herself.

Arm Triangle Choke Reference