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]

Arlise 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.

[Winter]

The crowd cheered, but Peggy did not seem as impressed.

Arlise's crawling and clambering to the ropes, the other redhead aided, though certainly not in the way Arlise would have wanted. She groaned a complaint, and while she the fire in her belly - outright anger, really - to begin to sidestep and ball up her fist to retaliate, Peggy whipped her. Arlise didn't have the control over her already-ailing body to resist without falling flat on the canvas. She braced herself, teeth clinched, as she shuffled her feet and slammed into the turnbuckle with her arm which still remained relatively intact.

And by the time she had settled there, Peggy arrived. Arlise couldn't do anything but grimace in anticipation of the pain and shy away from the impact, but shying away didn't stop the woman's full weight slamming into her gut. Pain blossomed from her abs the breath poured from her lips as she doubled over, but she barely had the opportunity as Peggy blasted toward her again and again, sending those shame shocks of pain through her body and jostling her whole figure against the turnbuckle.

No, no. She wouldn't keep taking this. She could not give Nat that satisfaction.

On the fourth hit, Arlise had channeled the pain into anger, and she reeled back and blasted Peggy with her strongest right hook before the other woman could again slam into her. Almost immediately after, her knee lifted, hoping to catch the other redhead in the gut.

[Highfly]

"AUGH!" Peggy moved in looking to keep hitting Arlise like a battering ram but a hard punch smashed her jaw! Her head snapped back, her hair flew and she stumbled wide open as her belly took another shot!

"OOMPH!" Peggy grunted as she doubled over, staggering back on limp legs as she looked stunned! She shook her head trying to correct herself and move back towards Arlise, but the Belgian beauty had bought herself an opening to act. Lauren was slapping her hand on top of the turnbuckle and stomping her foot trying to rouse Peggy back into the fight looking on concerned at Arlise going on a run...