Karen S. Vs. Gil - Friendship

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Karen lacked both sense and breath, with her lungs still almost fighting against her to refill. Gil's repeated target against her bust, ribs and lungs left Karen in a state where she would be heaving long after the match was over!

Something Gil was naturally eager to take advantage of, what with the match still very much in effect!

Snagged by the head of her smaller foe, Karen's arms would turn to jelly as Gil used gravity to bring her down - face first!

Struck hard with the air - what little she had, rather - forced from her, Karen's predicament turned from bad to worse as Gil remained latched! Using her thick thighs and firm legs to clamp down, squeezing Karen's neck and head until it turned red! With pressure building that reflected across Karen's frame, given her hands would slap to the canvas then the legs that bound her, before her feet kicked against the mat as well!

Naturally both to no avail!

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The pressure continued to be all entirely on the amazon, she couldn't break free, she couldn't cry for help, she could hardly stand on her own at this point, Gil was aware of all of it too, not letting up, not going easy, just pressing further and further, not letting Karen take an inch...!

"...S-stop struggling...!" Gil spoke for the first time in a moment, Karen was giving her last push now, she had been pushed to the edge and it was now or never, Gil knew it too, Karen was fighting back closer to her normal strength now, but even still, it was a watered down version of the Karen she knew.

Karen's struggle persisted, and there was always one good way to silence a sputtering foe, and put them to bed... "...Stay still, and be quiet...!" Gil moved over quickly, realizing the scissors mere milliseconds before she sat her ass down onto Karen face, pinning her down to the mat without a way to speak or breathe...!

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Karen wouldn't stop. She couldn't, not even as the thighs of Gil squeezed down upon her neck and cheeks, denying her breath to the point where her eyes watered. She would push her hands to the canvas to rise, with goal being to get to the point where Gil would be effectively hanging off of her to maintain her scissors. Not that Karen imagined Gil would let her get that far before releasing!

But these were all motions made purely by Karen's instinct - the woman herself had lost too much focus and sense, not to mention air, to actively plot a response to Gil's control. So when her foe shifted for a seat upon her face, Karen was left completely done in!

Her hands flapped for but the briefest of seconds as Gil clamped down upon her, with her firm rear covering Karen's features. With the body of the amazon completely flat and breathless, the referee would swoop in with arm raised!

Before she'd slam it down, to begin what was very much likely to be the final count of the match!

"ONE!"

[Arista]

Gil acted out of her own instinct to completely stun her competition and hopefully put her down and out of this one for good in the one way she knew how, smothers! She couldn't deny that part of her, how it was literally her biggest strength, and if there was any time to put that to good use, it was right now.

"TWO!"

Karen laid flat, the facesitting pin was the straw that broke the camels back, she couldn't fight forward anymore, she had been bested by someone not many thought could. Without much another word or even a whimper...

"THREE!"

DING DING.

The match was over, the bell had rung and the ref had made the call, it was official. The crowd sat in a sort of stunned silence for a moment, before it abrupted into roars and cheers! Gil stayed put, it hadn't really sunk in with her yet either.

The ref urged her to move, Karen was very much in need of some help, and so Gil obliged. She stood up, freeing Karen from her humiliating finish to this bout. Gil just looked down at her, not a scowl, or a smile that would usually grace her face after a win, she just stared, wondering what happened, she had won, sure, but was it really something she could be proud of?

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There was an irony in the manner of which Karen was defeated. Gil had smothered the amazon to a pinfall victory as if she were simply another one-off foe; one Gil had seen to in a casual manner, if with several finishers unloaded on her one after another. There was nothing special in regards to the finish; at least in regards to the fact that the two of them were former friends.

Freed of Gil's rear the moment the count was done, Karen would splutter to finally fill her lungs. She'd of liked to have sat up instantly - and damn if she didn't try - before the breathless scenario she was in brought her to being flat on her back once again. In favor of trying again, she'd roll onto her side before going further as to be on her front.

This posture not only made it easier for the amazon to rise, but it had the added benefit of Karen not having to lock eyes with Gil. With the situation between them made all the more tense, given that Gil had claimed a clean victory over her.

For contender-ship of the Openweight belt of all things too!

[Arista]

Gil watched as Karen struggled, but as soon as she turned her back to her, Gil had to look away, maybe they wouldn't be able to recover past this, maybe the natural conclusion was one of them winning this match, and that being it.

Gil's eyes shot to her feet as she turned her head away, the crowd still roared but most didn't know the story, just how hard this was. Gil breathed in slowly and then exhaled, she tried to stay calm, to fight back her tears, before she turned back to Karen, who still looked the other way after finally getting to her feet.

After the match was over, Gil thought there would be some clarity, but all there was was more confusion, a conclusion without any answers, but Gil knew what to say now. "...I'm sorry, Karen..." Gil's voice didn't shake or crack, she stayed calm, despite how hard it was to do so. "...I won't bother you anymore, and I promise to stay out of your way." Gil turned away for a final time and didn't look back again, exiting under the ropes and leaving the ring, she wouldn't let Karen see her cry again, the last thing she needed was to cause any more problems for her, maybe it was for the best that Karen and Gil never spoke again...

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Karen stopped rising to her feet as Gil spoke, but not because fatigue and breathlessness took over. Had she strained herself, she'd be upright by now. Instead, she willingly let herself hit the canvas again with her face now purposefully buried in her arms. She'd imagine she'd need to remain in this posture for a good amount of time, given that no doubt the official would see to raising Gil's hand before parading her around the ring. She'd just qualified for contendership of the top prize in LAW after all - as the inaugural winner, in fact.

Instead, Karen saw out the corner of her eye that the feet of the official would close in on Gil, only for the ropes to ping in the unmistakable manner that they did when one clambered through the top and middle ropes.

The fact that Gil wouldn't even opt to celebrate her strong, clean victory over Karen only made the heart of the amazon wrench a great deal further.

Which became all the more shockingly apparent, as by the time Gil was to the top of the ramp and ready to exit the arena entirely, Karen sat up.

To reveal red, watery eyes. And a single tear down each cheek. Neither of which were down to the fact she didn't win the match...

Winner By Pinfall: Gil