Mic C. Vs. Petra A. - Quality Of Ones Ability

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Petra had just barely avoided disaster - not only that, but she'd cut through Mic Chick's torso with the aid of gravity. Had she been the boasting sort, she'd of been very quick to comment on the fact that Mic Chick wouldn't be chatting wise for a good long while after that stomp of hers!

Instead, Petra kept her head in the game, with her knees landing roughly against the canvas after bouncing off the human landing pad that was her opponents body. Breathing deep with her frame to all fours, Petra was far from being out of the woods just yet. For Mic Chick had softened her up rather nicely preceding her efforts to take her to the sky - something that the Greek did not easily recover from. Least of all by jumping off the corner post with her feet extended for a harsh landing!

Pushing to her feet in a quick if rash movement, Petra only did so given that her frame was now to the ropes. With either hand clutching the top ropes, she'd turn with a big inhale to the woman ideally still to her back - double sided or not in the pain that came across her legs, there was a reason the stomp that Petra had just used was a finisher in many wrestlers arsenal. Though Petra wouldn't be trying to finish the match with said stomp today, not just yet at least.

No, instead she'd reach down to grab at the shoulders of Mic Chick to slowly move her to her knees. Before then straightening up, with her left leg shooting around and out! Before it came in with Mic Chick's torso being its intended target - ala shoot style kick!

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Mic Chick was taking loud breaths of air as she kept cradling her obliterated midsection. The full weight of Petra had done more than enough damage to keep her struggling and giving the Greek time to recover. For Mic, it was just about trying to regain her breath and get her strength back. Her normally speedy offense went to a full on stop as she lay hunched over there, groaning through her teeth.

But then before she was anywhere near recovered, Adamos was already pulling her onto her knees. Mic lulled, nearly falling over on her front again but stopping herself. And when Petra went for her next attack, it became extremely clear what she was about to do. That leg connected hard, smashing into her midsection again. The Ring Rocker let out a loud gasping groan as she covered her stomach with one hand, her body turning as she slowly fell, catching herself on her free hand before she met the mat.

Hanging her head, Mic would slowly try to crawl away to futilely get some distance between them. She gasped for air, eyes still wide as she quivered. That blow had already done more damage to her severely softened up stomach, leaving her positively open for whatever Petra decided to follow up with.

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Petra brought her foot in hard and high, damn near cutting away at the torso of Mic Chick in her efforts to fully stun her foe. With a follow-up already to mind, Mic Chick would find herself swaying against a foe who had already disappeared from the spot she was in. For by the time Mic Chick began to even teeter forward, Petra was across the other side of the ring - having sprinted there with pace!

Allowing her figure to kick off the ropes in return, with momentum naturally thrust upon her, Petra was speeding towards the now downed Mic Chick with one goal in mind. To pain the back of her torso as much as she had her front!

And she'd do that with a heaving off both of her feet, as Petra brought them up and out in front of her. To let gravity do the rest, as it brought down her rear side for a senton over Mic Chick's back!

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Mic Chick was at a slow crawl as she kept holding her midsection, hoping that might make the pain go away or make the air come in better. She could already hear Petra on the move again which made her let out a groan as she closed her eyes tight. She knew something was about to go down now. The Ring Rocker had only wished she had rattled her skull even more at this point, because Petra was already making her pay for it, and quick.

Then came the weight of Petra on top of Mic again as she was squashed flat into the mat face-first. "Ughuh.... Nnnnnnnh..." groaned Chick breathlessly as she lay underneath Adamos. Her back hurt now, and quite a bit.

She was hoping she'd get a chance to recover. Maybe a chance to get back into this thing. But Petra was being relentless, returning the favor from how Mic had went after her without pause just before this. She just needed one opportunity though, thought Mic Chick. She was good at making the most of those opportunities, but the offense she was taking was only making that time for a comeback harder.

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Petra had grown eager to keep the punishment up, with the Greek already pushing off her feet to rise again. There was a thick layer of sweat across her frame, but that didn't seem to slow her down. If anything her current dominance spurred her on to keep going - with her adrenaline rising. If Mic Chick wasn't to stop her, she'd keep going like this until her foe seemed ripe for the pinfall! Or maybe even a submission attempt!

Reaching down for a nasty wrench of Mic Chick's arm, Petra was smart in the manner she sought to bring her foe up. For she was effectively wringing out that arm of Mic Chicks - giving her foe no choice but to rise if she didn't want Petra to arch it all the further to an outright agonizing position. Keeping to her side all the whilst, Petra would look to release that arm of Mic Chick in tandem with firing off a clubbing blow into her foes shoulder blades. One designed to push and stumble her, rather than knock her down!

For Petra's close proximity to the ropes was no mistake as she forced Mic Chick to stand. Nay, she was intending to nigh literally club her foe into them via a shot to her back, before catching her on the rebound. With her arms low as to squeeze around the hips of her foe, to hoist her up and back for an incredibly tight-angled German suplex!

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Grunting and taking deep breaths as she tried to recover from that crushing senton, Mic Chick was barely able to push her top half off the mat before her arm was suddenly yanked and she was forcibly brought up. "Ah...!" cried Mic as she stumbled through it as she held her arm with her other hand, trying to think of a way out of it. She could just flip out of it and break it--that was the easiest solution. Mic just needed a second to get herself together before doing anything like that.

But before she could attempt, Petra was already firing a hard blow into her shoulders as she released! "Gooooh!" shouted Mic as she stumbled forward, arching her back. Her body recoiled at the strikes, keeping her from being able to prep herself out counter. She hit the ropes and then staggered backwards, nearly falling down again before she felt the powerful arms of Adamos around her. Before Mic Chick knew it, she was lifted and then sent down into the mat hard with an incredible German Suplex!

Mic's legs shot up high upon impact as the rest of her body jolted from it, before the rest of her body folded to the side. Chick was wide-eyed as she held the back of her neck and head, letting out a soft groan of pain, beside herself as her mind spun. She was severely rattled from the move, keeping her on the mat now while her body rebelled against doing anything about it.

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Petra kept her arms attached - a choice only made after she had lifted Mic Chick off the canvas, though it didn't effect her grip at all. She was even considering keeping her tight bridge with her feet to the floor, to let the referee swing in for a pinfall attempt. She certainly had the flexibility for it!

Instead, she'd push to her knees with Mic Chick forced to follow. There would be no clever use of leverage to force Mic Chick to a stand this time - it was all Petra and her modest amounts of strength as she heaved her foe up, clutching her waistline all the whilst. In a motion that left her own sweaty front rather snug with Mic Chick's back, though not in a million years would Petra comment on the curious positioning!

For nor would said positioning last much longer as she came to a stand - with her hands releasing in favor of Mic Chick's shoulders. Clutching them tightly with her fingers squeezing down, Petra would kick off both of her feet with her knees raised!

As she looked to bring them both down and back, with her own lithe form hitting the canvas back-first. Only to be followed promptly by Mic Chick's body landing rear-side-first upon her extended knees - for a backstabber!

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Mic was being thrown about, which was precisely what she was afraid of with the strength of Petra. At this point, she was wishing she had done a little bit more to try shutting down her offense, because she had a wave of momentum on her side, and the Ring Rocker just had a shooting, searing pain in her neck for her troubles. But it would appear Petra Adamos was nowhere near being down with Mic quite yet. She had felt those arms still around her waist, not that she could do much about it. She was then pulled into a very close waist lock, a position that while Petra would not comment on it, Mic was in no state to make any comments on it herself. As she was being muscled up by her powerful opponent, her hands reached out and her heels tried digging into the mat, as if to try to stop the inevitable from happening.

With another tug, Mic Chick was flat on her feet again, and she probably would have toppled forward were it not for the hands grabbing her right on the shoulders. And then it came in a hard burst, with a pair of knees driving into her back with a Backstabber--a maneuver that added on to the already bad pain in her back and amped it up that much more! The singer yelled out breathlessly as she popped up, stumbling a couple paces on the heels of her feet.

And then she flopped right onto her back, legs giving out as she cried out in pain. "Ahhhhh...!" Mic was going through it as she kept her back arched, and used all of her energy to force her body onto it's front, trying to give herself any respite from staying on her back right now. A hurt back was certainly one way to keep Mic slow and leave her struggling for the rest of the match, especially with her normally springing offense. For now, she would be bitterly content with just not laying on her back now, hissing out in pain as she stayed flat on her front on the mat.

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With all of these moves pulled off one after another, Petra found fatigue beginning to hit her hard. She'd of loved to have continued her combination - perhaps catching Mic Chick on the rebound of the backstabber to catch her in a rear sleeper or otherwise. But aching arms and burning muscles inspired the Greek to do but one thing as she let her foe roll off of her - to try and end this!

Standing tall with a brief pause as her hands pushed to her right knee, Petra stood with her hands already extending to once more force Mic Chick to do the same. Only this time, facing her - if for the briefest of seconds. For Petra was intending to have her foe face the ground soon enough, with the head of Mic forced between her legs as her hands went over and around her waist. To set herself up in prime powerbomb position!

Only, succeeding the motion of pulling Mic Chick's feet off the ground as to have her back against Petra's own front in inverted fashion, Petra didn't look to force Mic Chick up to sit on her shoulders. No, the initial lift was fine for what she had in mind.

Which was the debut of a finisher that would be as simple yet as effective as could be - a piledriver, one she had dubbed Avalanche!

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Gripping the mat, Mic Chick's body heaved with every painful breath she took, sending a jolt of pain to her back. She decided she was better suited to lay there than try anything else. Let Petra deal with that if she needed to--let Petra do all the heavy lifting while Mic would try to recover. There was nothing to be gained from rushing forward with this. And soon, Adamos was right back on her. The fact that it took as long as it did had to mean that the Greek was feeling the exhaustion from the fight now as well.

She was pulled, slow at first, put onto her hands and knees as she bit back a grunt of pain from it. She had a sense of dread from it--like her own personal Spider Sense--expecting Petra to want to put a close on things. A sort of feeling that Mic had developed in her long career, having taken matches to the wire often. Mostly because Mic also felt like she was depleting--and she would have finished herself off if she was in the other position now. So Chick knew she had to do something--anything to keep in it. Whatever Petra had in mind, it couldn't hit, no matter what.

The options were limited as she felt her head being put between Petra's firm legs. Mic Chick knew she had to time this perfectly. No room for error. And so when Petra Adamos began to hoist Mic up around her waist, the Ring Rock would push off with her hands on the mat, giving her just a little more momentum! It allowed for her to lift up just enough so that she had enough wiggle room in Petra's grasp to wrap her legs around the head of her's, and then swing her back down with a big Hurricanrana, sending Petra flipping back onto the mat!

Mic fell flat after, pushing her front off the mat as her whole body heaved, taking deep breaths as she narrowly escaped danger. There was pain there, but the adrenaline was starting to overcome it. She felt it as she used it to fuel herself to crawl forward, getting to the nearest ropes as she grabbed it. She panted loud as she breathed, grabbing onto the middle ropes and slowly using them to bring her up. "Do you... remember when... I used to make jokes... And you refused to laugh...?" said Mic between gasps of air. "I miss that..." The Ring Rocker would then use the ropes to try pulling herself up, attempting to will herself up for another push. Come back and pull this win off.