Until one is out cold: Mary Clairson vs Aslaug Gunn

[Wagy]

Aslaug didn't see Mary's sudden counter coming, her foot was slammed roughly against the canvas and she stumbled because of that sudden pain.
She hissed, still her golden eyes despite having squinted because of the painful sensation that runned trough her body, never betrayed that aura of excitement for the schuffle that they had throughtout the moment.

"That was a nasty one Mary, I like that~." The Norwegian would then bid her time, waiting for the bluenette to try and get up, only to then attack her suddendly with a knee right in the face.

[Epicsnivy]

Mary managed to successfully counter Aslaug, slamming her leg into the canvas. This luckily created a decent amount of space between Mary and Aslaug and give her enough time to recover. Mary held her stomach in pain as she slowly got up.

Looking around, she saw Aslaug going for an another attack with her legs, something that Mary was able to see coming. “Not on my watch.” Mary said, before attempting to grab Aslaug’s leg before it hit her.

If she managed to grab her, Mary would then attempt to perform a Dragon Screw on Aslaug’s leg.

[Wagy]

The world flipped upside down for the norwegian woman, as her opponent caught in her second wind managed to perform a resolutive dragon screw which made the wyvern fall flat on her back with a resounding thud. The scene looking rather comical.

The whitehead groaned in pain squinting her eyes as she attempted to get back on her feet.

"Finally caught some spirit huh? I was beginning to think you liked being a punching bag."

[Epicsnivy]

Mary managed to save herself with another Dragon Screw, and slowly got back up to her feet. It was working, and she started to slowly break down Aslaug. Mary got up to her feet and waited for Aslaug to get up to her feet as well.

“Um… no I actually do not like being punched.” Mary said in response, before attempting to approach Aslaug. Once she was close enough, Mary would attempt to quickly switch and get behind Aslaug, and attempt to lock on a Abdominal Stretch.

[Wagy]

Aslaug was quick on her feet seeing as Mary semmed to relent, she smirked a bit. The girl really semmed to be too polite and kind for her own good, letting her regain her position instead of pressing her advantage.
However...
This time the bluenette was the first to go on the offensive once they reached a moment neutrality, Mary managed to be swifter than the wyvern expected as she sneaked behind her and attempted to put her into an abdominal stretch.

"Grrk, well you certainly like getting close and personal huh?" The whitehead groaned in pain as she struggled to evade being put in the hold, trying to stomp out one of Mary's feet to make her lose her hold.

[Epicsnivy]

Mary had the abdominal stretch on Aslaug locked on tight, hoping to wrench in the painful hold and make sure Aslaug is slowly broken down, at least until.

“AAH!” Mary yelped as Aslaug stomped on her foot, causing her to let go and take a few steps back, hoping to recover soon.

[Wagy]

Catching a second wind from breaking out of the painful hold the bluenette had subjected her, Aslaug went back on the assault with a running clothesline right to bring once again the submission specialist on the mat.

"HUAH!"

[Epicsnivy]

Mary had taken a few steps back from the stomp on her leg and foot, something that had caught her by surprise. Aslaug certainly was not playing nice, and Mary needed to do something and fast.

While she was stunned, and tending to her foot, Mary was not ready fro when Aslaug came straight right at her with a Clothesline right to her chest.

“AAH!” Marty yelped as she was knocked down flat on her back, holding her chest and groaning.

[Wagy]

"You like to work with your arms right?" The whitehead tauntingly said, alluding once again at the other woman's finisher. She lowered herself on the mat, ensnaring Mary's right arm with her legs and squeezing it tight in a painful armbar.

"Sorry to say, but you won't be grappling as usual for this match~." The wyvern remarked with a wink.

[Epicsnivy]

Mary was down on her back, having to take a deep breath as she was swiftly knocked on her back with a Clothesline. She needed time to recover.

“AAAH!” Mary yelped, as she felt her arm being pulled apart with an armbar. Mary attempted to get out by trying to shake her arm out from Aslaug, hoping to break free.