Irish Oldschool vs. Arlise and Nathalie

[Highfly]

Peggy was torn. Arlise had beaten her before so winning against her would normally feel good. However Peggy was trying to do it clean in a tag match, not like this! However she was in a match and blowing it would be bad. Peggy let go of the hold and stomped down on Arlise before bending down to deadlift her up into the air before hitting her with a bsckbreaker, going for a pin!

Lauren was also torn. "Shut up and wrestled ya trigger little brat! Coward!" Lauren shouted as Nat walked away. For a second Lauren hopped off the apron wanting to grab Nat and get her back to the ring. However she stopped. If she did they she would be abandoning Peggy, and ste would be no better than Nat. Lauren hopped up on the apron seeing Peggy pinning Arlise.

[Winter]

Arlise wished that the tears only formed in the corners of her eyes because of Peggy's squeezing.

She didn't shed them for her sister, either - she knew her too well and suspected her too much to have truly hoped that they could make peace. A part of her only waited for her sister to turn her back on her again. But to do it here, publically, in a match, and leave Arlise to the wolves? Her sister had lost all sense of decency, but the embarrassment still burned at her cheeks and left her reeling on the mat even once Peggy freed her. Almost failing to register the other redhead's stomp, the Belgian beauty lifted her eyes once more to see Nat disappear into the back, but her cheek fell to the canvas once more.

And now, she had to survive against two opponents.

Arlise had never fought in a handicap match, and for the moment, she didn't fight, either. She uttered a weary moan as Peggy lifted her high, and she allowed herself a rare, full-throated cry of pain as she came crashing down on the other woman's knee, split in half by the backbreaker. As the pain coursed from her neck down to her toes, she could not bring herself to put up a fight, wondering if she should simply give in and take everything that came until they decided they had finished with her and pinned her.

That moment came quickly. As she lay agonizing, Peggy rolled her over into a pin, Arlise covered her face with an arm and supposed she should simply wait for the three count.

But the crowd's confused murmuring became a clapping rally.

Never once had Arlise given up in any match - even ones where she found herself completely outmatch. Where she found herself dominated. Where she found herself unconscious. People had seemed to love her for it, and she... she could use some love.

No, she wouldn't take all of this lying down.

It took her until the ref had already counted the two, but Arlise powered out of the pin attempt and flopped onto her stomach, defiant.

Where were those ropes? She had to get up.

[Highfly]

Irelia kicked out and Peggy slapped the mat in frustration. She looked to Lauren and instead of tagging in the fresh woman Lauren gave Peggy the nod to keep going. The Irish wrestler would pull Arlise up by the arm and step towards an empty corner looking to send Irelia flying with all the force she could! Peggy would give chase and lower her shoulder looking to use it like a battering ram against the sexy mid-section of the Belgian beauty! If successful Peggy would grab the middle ropes and keep ramming her shoulder into Arlise hoping that she could in fact keep softening up her now abandoned opponent. The two hated it, but they needed wins as they knew their own careers were on the line with rumors discussing the premature release of the big flabby oldschool slammers.