A Day At The Beach (for ReticentOne)

[Underdoggo]

"Hnnnn...." Stars were dancing across Karen's vision now as she rolled across the sand, having just had her face forcefully introduced to the Romanian girl's foot. She flopped onto her front, clutching her face as she tried to push herself back up, and got her knees up from under her. Like hell she was just going to sit here and take this, she thought with irritation.

Just then, she felt the other girl's scarred arms locking under her own. The next thing she knew, she was being lifted up off of her feet, her arms trapped behind her head in a chickenwing! Growling, Karen would try to wrench one of her arms free and elbow the Romanian in the head-- otherwise, Karen would be lifted up and planted face-first into the sand, and would be left groaning at her opponent's feet...

[ReticentCone]

Enrieta managed to grab and lift the surfer off the ground. Finally, she was moments away burying the surfer into the sand with a chickenwing facebuster, which would be immediatly followed by a great deal of cruelty that Enrieta had premedidated from before the start of their brawl if the woman dared to come at her. Unfortunately for her plans, her foe managed to free one of her arms and begun to elbow her in the head. Foiled again and stumbling a couple steps backward, Enrieta decided quickly to revert to something that she had tried before, hoping she'd be too quick and her enemy to disoriented to react. She'd attempt to pull down and flip the woman from her current position, then attempt a sitout piledriver into the sand below.

[Underdoggo]

Karen narrowly managed to get an arm free from the scarred Romanian's grip, before shooting her elbow back into her opponent. She felt other girl stumble back, releasing her in the process; shaking her arms free. Shaking her arms, Karen turned around to face the Romanian once again--

--just in time to have the other girl come rushing at her, grabbing around her waist. Feeling the other girl trying to flip her over, Karen growled and wrapped her arms around her opponent's, trying to trip her down onto her back. If she managed that, then she would try to shoot one, two punches down into her opponent's face to make her let go.

[ReticentCone]

The surfer was, unsurprisingly, very opposed to the notion if being dropped on her head and Enrieta's insistence on doing so caused her a not insignificant degree of vulnerability. Using her superior size, the muscular tanned blonde tripped Enrieta to the ground as she attempted to lift and flip her.

Between the surprise and winding of the fall, her foe managed to land two clean punches at the smaller girls face before she could get them off the woman's body and in front if her face to block further punches.

Enrieta's nose stung, but she didn't feel as though it had started bleeding yet. She was hoping that if it came to it, it would be the blonde's blood, not hers, that'd paint the sand.

[Underdoggo]

One...two...Karen felt her knuckles collide twice with the scarred girl's face as she mounted her, straddling her waist in a dominant pose. The other girl reacted quickly, shielding her face: she was competent enough to do that, at least. Definitely a seasoned fighter, maybe with some MMA background, Karen wasn't sure. Either way, Karen's blood was pounding in her ears: she was still angry, and she still wanted to hurt this dumb bitch for what she had done to her surfboard.

Stepping back, Karen would try to stomp down into her opponent's bare midsection, hoping to stun her. If she managed that, then she would yank at her arm to pull her up, before grabbing the back of her thigh, hoping to use her superior size and strength to deliver a quick but brutal suplex hard into the sand!

[ReticentCone]

Despite being able to block further punches, mostly by reflex, she wasn't ready to block the follow up stomp to her midsection by the larger woman, nor the grab that came for her thighs and allowed Enrieta to be suplexed hard into the sand. As much as she wanted to deny the surfer the pleasure of knowing the suplex hurt her, she still grunted in pain. Slowly, Enrieta would attempt to get back up to her feet.

[Underdoggo]

Sand flew up everywhere as the Romanian girl was driven hard into the sand, the impact leaving the scarred woman lying prone on her back. Even then, though, her opponent was slowly but surely managing to pick herself up. Not surprising, Karen thought bitterly: this wasn't a wrestling ring, with any hard surfaces to impact hard against. The most solid things right now in the immediate vicinity were...well, each other. Except Karen had every intention of putting the other girl's durability to the test.

As the Romanian tried to get back up to her feet, Karen would try to use her leg to shove her back onto her front. If she managed that, then she would stomp down once on her back before trying to sit down on it, trying to grab for her legs and tuck them under her arms, before leaning back in a boston crab, giving the Romanian a nice good stretch!

"Come on, let's hear it!" she would shout. "Say you're sorry for breaking my board, and I won't snap you like a damn twig!"

[ReticentCone]

"Ahhhh" Enrieta screamed. There was no way around it, being bent over like this was incredibly painful. Though not quite as painful as it easier could have been, on account of her flexiblity. Again the young woman did not trust the surfer girl not to not use the opportunity to hurt her, even if she apologized and begged. She did not know her, but she knew that both of her efforts to make Enrieta submit were targeted at her back, rather than either her arms or legs. In a fight like this, with no win to notch or a refree to stop you, one had to be willing to carry a hold to its logical conclusion, so as far Enrieta knew the woman was willing to break her back, she might even want to.

Enrieta needed to escape this hold without relying on her enemy's mercy, but the sand limited her options. In a ring she could just plan her hands in the ground and push up or roll to attempt to fling her off, but sand made that difficult. Instead, Enrieta would attempt to use her flexibility to reach backward and grab at the surfer's leg, then use the loss of balance to roll over, escape and potentially put the woman into an ankle lock. But simply escaping her current predicament was more important.

[Underdoggo]

Karen's teeth were gritted now as she leaned back, her impressive biceps bulging as she stretched away at the Romanian's captive legs. She was rewarded by the sound of the scarred bitch screaming now as Karen's boston crab threatened to snap her legs in two. In a ring, her opponent could always crawl towards the ropes, and force a rope break. Here, though, the Romanian wasn't going to have any ref to help her: she was either going to say uncle, or she would have to make a special trip to the hospital.

Of course, as much as Karen wanted to hurt this bitch, she was also hoping that the Romanian wouldn't force her to get to that point.

Even as the Kiwi stretched away, feeling sweat now trickling down her dark skin from the summer heat, she could feel the other girl grabbing for her ankle. The next thing Karen knew, her leg was yanked back, causing her to fall forward. Unbalanced, she toppled forward, her grip on the other girl's leg coming loose. Swearing, Karen tried to roll, kicking away with her legs to force the other girl back as she scrambled around, trying to roll back up to her feet...

[ReticentCone]

While the surfer kicked at her, Enrieta made no attempt to attack her again. Preferring instead to just get to her own two feet and wait for the woman to get back up her self.

The woman, she thought. They were trying to break each other for awhile now and yet they didn't know each other's names.

"What's your name, surfer bitch? You're clearly a wrestler, I want to know so that after I'm done with you I can look up the injured list to see how long I've put you out for." Enrieta, asked, ready to continue fighting and make her words reality if her foe didn't submit to her first.