WFPW MATCH: Astrid Ostberg vs. Lydia Donelle

[Bare]

Managing to just get on her feet with Astrid's weight on top of her Lydia would huff and groan, her muscles visibly shaking as she held Astrid up for those short few moments of having Astrid in her clutches. Thankfully it wouldn't be too long before she fell backwards, slamming her foe with a Samoan drop, forcing the blonde woman to make her let go and reset the positions between them, making Lydia sight softly in relief. Not just from her arms being freed, but from no longer having Astrid's weight to deal with. Afterall she was powerful, she just proved she was, but even that was a bit much for her.

Pulling herself up to a seated position and turning to face Astrid she would glare at the woman heatedly. "You really are trying to make me work for it huh?" Lydia asked as she began scooting towards the hurting woman, reaching forward she would grab Astrid by one of her shoulder straps, lifting her up to a seated position before bringing her legs up and wrapping them around Astrid's waist, looking to hook her ankles before squeezing her thighs with max strength, trying to constrict Astrid with a python like bodyscissors, not only to further damage Astrid, but to offer a chance for Lydia to recover!

[CaptainL]

Astrid knew that after having to shoulder the Norsewoman's full weight, Lydia wasn't going to bounce back from the Samoan drop unscathed. Even if she was just as sore from her own landing, she could see the fatigue in her opponent's body as well, and how she sagged lower to the mat. That gave her hope. But more than that, Astrid was determined to keep fighting, no matter what it took! She knew that she was standing up for herself not just in the name of winning this match, but in the name of upholing her entire image in front of a wider audience than ever before. Astrid had to show the world she wasn't going to go down that easily. And she especially needed to show that to Lydia, who seemed determined take this very moment as an excuse to shatter that same image she had cultivated for the world to see!

When Astrid looked up toward Lydia, her eyes were narrowed in a glare, and her teeth bared in a snarl as she went rigid. Even if she was still dizzied from the landing - and even as Lydia dragged her up by the straps of her leotard, forcing her up into a seated position - she was still determined to go down fighting, to prove to Lydia that no matter the adversity she faced she was going to stand in defiance through it all. Lydia proceeded to sling her legs around Astrid's sides - and, as she squeezed down the pressure, the Norsewoman grew tense, her sides buckling inward and her face growing red as all the force Lydia could bring to bear was being driven around her waist. Her teeth clenched even tighter to try and stifle a scream, her face grew a vivid red, and her fists balled at her sides, tightly enough to dig her fingernails into the palms of her hand. But still, Astrid wouldn't give in. She knew that was exactly what Lydia wanted - and she was going to do whatever she needed to to deny her that opportunity! She wasn't even going to give Lydia a reprieve - as she sucked in a breath to steel herself, she reached up to grab for her ankles, attempting to yank her legs out to the sides to pry free of the bodyscissor!

[Bare]

Lydia was both frustrated and furious at the same time. Astrid being far more stubborn than she hoped, and it was making this far more difficult for her than she'd like, the former champion's resolve proving stronger than anticipated. Yet at the same time it also motivated her even more to break Astrid completely, to end this traditional idiot and her foolishness. That was part of why she had been able to lift the blonde up onto her shoulders to counter the woman's submission attempt with a Samoan Drop. Despite the effectiveness of the move it certainly took a toll on Lydia who panted and breathed somewhat heavily while glaring down at her opponent.

Knowing she needed a chance to recover at least somewhat Lydia would stand and haul her opponent up into a seated position before dropping down and wrapping her legs around Astrid's waist for a body scissor hold! Glaring down at her opponent as she tightened the hold Lydia would focus on her breathing, trying to recover as she tensed her thighs, using the thick gams to constrict Astrid as much as possible. Unfortunately though, as much as Lydia wanted to win and break Astrid, Astrid too had similar thoughts and she wasn't giving in just yet. Feeling her ankles grabbed Lydia would curse under her breath as they were then pried away and to the sides making Lydia's eyes widen! 'Damn!' Lydia thought to herself, sucking a breath in before swinging her arm out, trying to pay Astrid back at least partially with a punch to the back of her head to disorient her!

[CaptainL]

The fall had taken quite a bit out of Astrid - it had led to a rough impact with the mat, one that had jostled her and left her head spinning. She was going to need a moment to catch her breath and get her bearings before she was ready to fight back, but of course, that wasn't a luxury Lydia was going to afford her - that much was apparent, as the veteran's legs coiled around Astrid's waist, pulling tight as she threatened to wring the air right out of her! Astrid coughed and gasped as she felt the pressure closing down around her midsection, but just as quickly she shook her head and grit her teeth, trying to shake herself back to her senses. No matter how hard it was, or how much of a fight Lydia put up against her, Astrid was going to have to fight it - she was standing up for her own dignity, something that meant just as much to her as her championship had. She wouldn't let that down for anything in the world!

The pain and fatigue Astrid's head was swimming through were enough to slow her movements, but she was still just lucid enough to yank Lydia's legs apart - and against the opposing force, Lydia soon relinquished her hold. The Norsewoman's brow was slick with sweat and her face red, and her chest heaved with every breath she took in, trying to refill her lungs. She knew that now was her chance - she had an opening as long as Lydia wasn't keeping the pressure on her. If Astrid could take control now, she might be able to turn this match around! If there was any chance, this would be it!

However, the fog that surrounded Astrid's head would prove enough to slow her down. In all the time she needed to catch her breath, Lydia was already lining up a counter-attack. Astrid tried to kick out with her legs, attempting to ensnare Lydia's shin between her thighs now that they were within reach of each other - but Lydia beat her to the punch, quite literally! Before Astrid had the chance to tighten the pressure, Lydia's fist met the back of her head, and a crack rang out as the Norwegian doubled over forward with a groan, her head swinging in an arc and her hands shooting up to clutch her skull!

If Astrid wasn't dizzy enough already, being punched in the back of her head certainly did her no favors! The whole world around her was spinning and teetering. She wavered in place for a moment before she at last dropped heavy to the canvas, still grabbing at her head. The crowd had begun to boo Lydia for her treatment of the Norsewoman, not only for her brutality but also for how she had denied Astrid the chance at a comeback. But Lydia surely wouldn't even care!

[Bare]

Lydia panted and heaved heavily as a response of the action so far in the match. More so because in order to deal big enough damage to Astrid to chip away at her, it required higher stamina and energy to do bigger moves. Too such an extent that it was winding her already. Luckily though those moves had indeed done the damage she needed it too, and Astrid was pretty dinded and drained herself. Giving Lydia the perfect opportunity to try and capitalize, especially after punching the woman in the back of the head once the blonde managed to fight her way out of Lydia's bodyscissors.

'Well that could have gone worse, not ideal but still, at least she seems stunned.' Lydia thought to herself as she pushed herself up and nearly stumbled towards her downed opponent before lurching forward, looking to loop her arms forward and around Astrid's body, looking to secure a S grip around the blonde's stomach. "I think this rib cage of yours needs some more tenderizing.." Lydia hissed out before constricting her arms around the woman, trying to apply some crushing pressure around the woman with her signature move take on a classic bearhug, or as she called it the Venom Drain!

[CaptainL]

When Astrid had broken out of Lydia's bodyscissor, it was enough to give the Norsewoman a brief flicker of hope - a sign that she still had a chance, and that she could still turn this match around. But that flicker of hope was stomped out almost as quickly as it came into being - Astrid's torments were far from over! Before the Norsewoman had a chance to get back up and recover from the aches and pains Lydia had put her through, she was greeted by a swift punch to the back of the head - and, with a cough, the air was driven out of her lungs. Astrid fell limp and heavy against the mat, sending a ripple through the canvas as she landed with a thud. Try as she might to catch up, Lydia was still a step ahead of her. And if Lydia had anything to say about it, she was going to stay that way!

Astrid had begun to push herself back up, rising to her hands and knees. But it was just then that she felt Lydia's arms thrown around her. The contact of body meeting body was enough to send a shiver up Astrid's spine, as she was reminded then and there how much danger she was in. But she didn't have time to get out of trouble before Lydia's arms clamped down - and Astrid found herself caught in the middle of the veteran's vise-like embrace!

With the pressure bearing down around her, Astrid's spine buckled in Lydia's grasp. She threw back her head and bellowed in pain, struggling back and forth as best she could, but Lydia held firm. A few of the fans winced at the thought of how much pain Astrid had to be under. But Astrid had one other trick up her sleeve. This wasn't just one of Lydia's signature moves, but her own finisher. Astrid had practiced the bear hug many a time, and utilized it in match after match. She knew its ins and outs, how it worked - and how it could be countered!

Astrid grit her teeth, trying to find the fortitude she needed to fight back. But even if it was through a grimace and a wince, she looked back up at her opponent with a piercing glare. She could put up with the pain if it meant getting ahead. "You know..." she muttered, "you aren't the only one who knows these tricks..." Then, she would grab for Lydia's biceps, her muscles pulled taut as she pushed down with all her might to try and break her embrace!

[Bare]

Astrid was proving more and more to be an increasingly difficult opponent to pin down in both a metaphorical and literal sense. Nothing seeming to have a permanent effect in keeping the blonde down, yet just effective that Lydia held out hope. It was honestly starting to get too frustrating to bear for the older woman.

Luckily though the punch to the back of the Norse woman's head had stunned her just long enough for Lydia to reach in, wrapping her arms around the woman's mid section and crushing her ina python like grip that pulled screams from the woman like juice from a fruit. It was honestly probably one of, if not the most satisfying thing Lydia had done during the entirety of this match..

Perhaps that's why Astrid just had to go and ruin it for her. "AGH!" Lydia gasped out as Astrid's hands suddenly came down on her biceps with a iron like grip that immediately had the flesh under them screaming in pain from the tight grip. "Nghhh... Damn you..." Lydia hissed out furiously in Astrid's face, unable to keep hold of her for much longer before being forced to undo her grip of the woman and push her away while taking a few steps back herself, rubbing her biceps with a cringe of pain, trying to get some semblance of feeling back into them.

[CaptainL]

Lydia's bear hug hurt - no one could deny that. Even at her age, the veteran had plenty of power at her disposal, and she was capable of wielding that well against her opponents. As she tightened her grip, Astrid could feel her ribs and sides squeezing inward, threatening to crush the air out of her lungs. But even as her face grew red and her teeth locked in a grimace, Astrid knew she had a way out. The bear hug was an Ostberg family specialty, a technique that had been passed down since the days of her grandfather. Astrid already knew that, no matter how bad it got, Lydia wasn't going to be able to match her when it came to mastery of this hold! That was a thought that gave her the hope she needed to keep fighting - and as she got her arms up enough to grab hold of Lydia's biceps, she was finally able to give a powerful shove to her opponent, breaking herself free of her embrace!

Lydia went stumbling back, and Astrid leaned forward, clutching at her sides and panting for breath. She still shuddered when she felt the ache in her side where her ribs had been all but crushed - but she was still able to look back up and see that Lydia was panting for breath and trying to nurse the pain in her arms, too. A smile came to Astrid's face and she stood a little taller. No matter how much pain and fatigue she would need to face, Astrid could still see she was having an effect on Lydia. She still had what it took to keep her on the ropes, and she was able to give her pause, making her falter. That told Astrid what she was doing was working - and as long as it kept Lydia under control, nothing could stop Astrid from doubling down on her efforts!

"You're strong, all right..." Astrid took a step forward, her words coming in between pants for breath. "You're making me work hard - that I can't deny. But I won't go down so easy!" With that, the Norsewoman cried out a battle cry, and took off running toward Lydia, her arm drawn back as she prepared to swing out for her with a lariat across the chest!

[Bare]

For the briefest of moments Lydia felt as if she had Astrid. The blonde was wrapped up tight in her arms, life gradually being squeezed from her to the point that the older competitor was SURE that she felt the blonde's struggles begin to lessen. All to the point that if she could have just held the hold in for a few minutes longer that she could have definitely put her down for good and have victory in the palm of her hand.

But Astrid couldn't let her have that. Somehow someway she had managed to fight her way out of Lydia's grasp, damaging her biceps to the point that the silver haired woman was forced to release her grasp on Astrid and let her fall to the mat. 'Damn it!' Lydia thought to herself shaking her arms out as she stepped backwards before cradling the hurting limbs and looking up with a fierce glare towards her, determined to make her suffer for this.

Those feelings of rage would only grow fiercer as Astrid got up, making a bold heroic speech about how far Lydia had pushed her, but that beating her wouldn't be so easy. It honestly made her sick to her stomach. "Ugh... you insolent brat. Don't act as if you're better than me!" Lydia demanded angrily as she charged forward herself, raising her arm up as she approached, seemingly with the same idea as Astrid! "Know your place!" Lydia roared as they closed in, making impact with each other like two bulls ramming into one another at top speed!

[CaptainL]

Even as Lydia let go of Astrid, the Norsewoman could still feel the phantom pressure where her opponent had clamped down on her sides at full force - the tension around her ribs, and the way in which her sides shuddered as she panted hoarsely for breath. She could feel the weight of her fatigue on her shoulders, and her vision swam as she shook her head to and fro to expel the cobwebs from her mind. But at least Astrid knew that her efforts hadn't been in vain. She had escaped. She could still do this, she told herself - and, as she sucked in a breath to steel herself, Astrid was already prepared to come back swinging; she was quick to fire back with a forearm aimed right at Lydia as they came running at one another!

But whether Lydia had seen the attack coming and wanted to counter, or if she had just made a lucky guess, the veteran responded in much the same way! In a flash, she was closing in on Astrid as quickly as Astrid was closing in on her. Her arm cut through the air at the same time Astrid's did, and when they made impact, it was with the sound of a resounding crack, as their respective lariats bounced off one another!

Wincing from the pain of the impact, Astrid went reeling back, breaking away from close quarters with her opponent. Her forearm still ached from where it had clashed with Lydia's own, and in the process, her charge had slowed down, causing her to skid to a stop a short distance away as she tried to rub the soreness out of her wrist. But just as quickly, Astrid sucked in a breath and glared back at Lydia over her shoulder. She couldn't let such a challenge go unanswered - and she wasn't going to let this keep her back, when her mind was this set on punishing Lydia!

"You really think you're the better one!? Then prove it!" she roared back. Turning on her heel, Astrid would move to swing herself in an arc, her arm extended to deliver a spinning backfist with the same momentum she used to turn around!