Clara Gaster vs. Kayla Mizrahi - Maid To Own

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After a good minute of torture, Kayla would order Ingrid to stop, as the big maid followed the instruction and rolled the hurting Brit back to the ring. Clara's cheeks were red from all the slaps she endured, as she pushed herself up on her hurting arms, looking Kayla straight in the eye as the head maid demanded to know whether Clara gave up:

"...no...", Clara grit her teeth, knowing that's what the maid wanted to hear, as she tried to stand up straight and stand up to her rival...

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And, of course, Clara did not give up. Small surprise, there. The deeper the stain, the harder you had to work at cleaning it. Kayla stood there, arms folded, scowling down on the woman before her and casting a long shadow across the ring. A hardened look of disgust, the same she would’ve reserved for a roach that had the audacity to crawl along the Baroness’ freshly cleaned floor.

”You will.”

Those two words were the only warning that Clara would get before Kayla stepped forward with arms wide and wrapped them around the smaller woman’s chest, pulling her in for a tight hug. She held her close and lifted her off the mat, giving her a crushing squeeze for one, agoning second, before she jerked back and sent the woman flying overhead with a snapping belly-to-belly suplex, hurling her towards the center of the ring.

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"No cha---ah! AAAAAGH!!!"

Right as Clara tried to give the defiant statement, Kayla grabbed her firmly, before scooping her up for a quick bearhug. Clara felt the familiar terrible pain in her back, similar to the one the Baroness tried to inflict on her, as she built up to her horrifically powerful Bodyscissors...but Kayla would have a different aim in mind for now, instead turning Clara through the air to drill her back-first into the canvas for a Belly-To-Belly Suplex!

"GYAAAAAAAGH!!!"

Clara arched her back in pain, desperately trying to get to her feet, to at least be able to fight off Kayla once she came close!

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Kayla took her time rising up after sending Clara airborne, knowing there was no real rush. She’d dominated the match so far, and in truth, she was having a hard time seeing why the Baroness put so much stock in these feeble woman. So weak. So undeserving. So utterly, unashamedly, unabashedly pathetic - as much as she tried to keep her stoic demeanor, there was no hiding the disdain as she marched forward and closed in on her prey once more.

The referee was at Clara’s side and looked as if she was going to check on her to make sure she was good to continue, but Kayla placed a hand on her shoulder and shoved the smaller woman away, removing her with ease. She was not about to be denied by something as paltry as a ref stoppage.

With hands on hips, she stood in front of Clara and watched her rise, waiting for her to get higher, higher, higher…

”Stay down.” She threw a hard slap to her opponent’s face, boxing her clean on the ear and daring her to keep rising.

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"Can you con--"

"Yes...yes I can...I want to continue...", Clara told the referee with a serious expression, as much as the woman in the striped shirt disliked this unfair affair continuing...and she disliked it continuing even more as Kayla approached her. She was already going to get out off her way...but she was still shoved out of the way, the woman growling in anger, legitimately considering disqualifying Kayla for her putting hands on her...

Clara slowly rose, angry determined look in her eyes as Kayla wanted her to get up to a certain point...before she slapped her, ordering her to keep down...but Clara barely managed to keep on her feet as she turned to the Head Maid:

"No."

With a defiant answer, the Brit would shoot her right fist for the Maid's cheek, trying to punch her in the face with a hook!

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Naturally.

Kayla was under no delusions that this woman would give up. Not because he was determined or brave or courageous or anything like that - no, this simpleton was just too dense to know when she was beaten, too obtuse to realize how fruitless her cause was. Luckily for her, then, that Kayla specialized in instruction.

She was prepared to teach her lesson with another slap across the face, when Clara came up to meet her with a shocking strike to the face. The sheer audacity of the move was enough to catch her off guard, and it spun Kayla around in a total 180°. She stood there, shocked, before her face hardened into a grimace and she spun around with her arm wide and swinging, attempting to bring her foe to heel with a fierce lariat.

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Clara wasn’t dense…but she was prideful. She was tired with how much Baroness was interfering with her life…her friends’ life as well. She couldn’t deny any chance to fight Baroness or her minions…otherwise, she would look weak, cowardly and cold-hearted herself…

Each of her attacks were fuelled by the Brit’s rage, as she put her full power into it. It wasn’t quite enough to knock Kayla out, as she spun from it…and used the spin from the punch to get her forearm ready to drive it into Clara’s face!

But at the last moment, Clara would duck under the clothesline. Instead of getting knocked off her feet, Clara would take a step to wrap her arms around the Head Maid’s waist…before trying to lift her and toss her through the air, trying to drill her neck and shoulders into the ground with a German Suplex!

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Kayla came at Clara with a blow that would’ve knocked the head clean off her shoulders. She was sure of it, as she loaded it with all the force she could muster. While she wasn’t as strong as the biggest heavyweights in LAW and the Baroness boasted superior power herself, the force she brought to bear was nothing to scoff at, either, especially in comparison to her hapless foe. She was strong enough to end this woman with a single, decisive blow.

But that meant little if she couldn't land it, and as her lariat sailed over Clara’s head, she learned that this might be a task easier said than done.

”You-”

Kayla had only begun to spin around when she felt Clara’s thin arms around her waist, holding her tight. At first, she suspected the woman was going for a waistlock or some kind of pinning maneuver, and she prepared herself to counter with a wide stance and throw her off. Instead, she was given a shock as the Brit lifted her up and sent her flying with an admittedly well-executed German Suplex, one that had her crashing into the mat with no small amount of force. She hit and rolled to her knees with a hand to the back of her head, her face dazed, half by the pain and half from the sheer shock of it all.

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German Suplex wasn't a move that required too much power...but it helped. And tossing a 180+ pound maid around wasn't easy...and Clara's arms hurt a bit after the maneuver...but slowly, she got up to her feet, seeing Kayla rising, dazed and holding the back of her head...

Clara wasted no time dashing towards Kayla for next attack, hooking her arm around the Maid's head...before spinning around her in midair and hooking her with her other arm, trying to slam her back into the canvas with a swift Slingblade!

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“Kayla, look out!”

“Come on, Kayla!”

“Kayla, Kayla!”

Kayla appreciated the support of her fellow maids. Truly. Despite her harsh treatment of them, she viewed them as family. Important wheels in her life, people who trusted her and valued her input. She would not have requested their presence here if she felt differently.

But now, just now, she wished they would all just shut up. Her head was pounding from Clara’s unexpected attack, and their cries, while well-meaning, did little to help her disorientation. She needed to draw a bead on her opponent, lock her down, figure out her position before-

Kayla found the woman she was looking for, but a moment too late, as Clara came rushing at her, hooked her by the neck, and brought her crashing down on the mat with her slick move. It was a painful as it was embarrassing, and all she could do was roll and make an awkward attempt at getting to her feet, as she tried to shake off the dizziness.