Playing Nice - Katsumi Oshiro vs Elena Monroe

[EgoEnjoyer]

Elena had her feet planted firmly on the mat as she leaned forward over Katsumi and held her legs down to maintain the pin. Could this be it? Was Elena really going to pick up her first win in LAW?

"ONE!"

Elena smiled as she heard the referee begin to count. Her mind was racing, definitely more active than her opponent's at the moment. "Come on, come on, come on! Please just stay down!" She was pleading in her head for this to be her moment. To come back like this after having been so easily crushed within the opening minute? It was the perfect underdog story.

"TWO!"

The ref slapped the mat one more time and raised their hand in preparation for the third. One second. Elena just needed to hold on for one more second. She leaned forward further, doing everything in her power to make sure the Punk Princess would stay down.

[CyanDimitrik]

This went so wrong so quickly. All because she tried to do something nice. Was it a mistake? Her head, shoulders, and back would be telling her it was. And that she's an idiot for not realizing she was gambling with her career.

Through the haze, she feels Elena's arms tighten around her folded midsection, the angle of the pin stiffening just a bit with the other girl pushing more into the pin. The mat had already shook with one count. Then the mat shakes again with the second.

A flash of bright white realization hits the Punk Princess all at once. In a burst of defiant energy, she twists to the side and bucks with her legs, upsetting the balance and jostling her weight first onto only one shoulder before ultimately dropping to the mat on her side.

"Two-count!," declares the referee. "No fall!"

Katsumi, still lying on her side, slides her arm beneath herself to lift herself at the shoulders a little. She gives her head a quick shake, trying to refocus more and clear the dizzying fatigue of the impact that lingers.

[EgoEnjoyer]

Despite Katsumi kicking out, Elena was just happy to have gotten a two-count. She didn't have any time to celebrate though as Katsumi was already working on getting to her feet. She had to keep up the pressure. But she also felt she needed to end things soon.

Elena grabbed her opponent by the arm and pulled her back up to her feet, hopefully before she could shake the cobwebs off her head. Just for reassurance, she gave Katsumi a few sharp chops to the chest, trying to disorient her a bit more, before flinging her away into the ropes.

Elena then charged at Katsumi as she rebounded off the ropes. She jumped in the air in an attempt to land a flying crossbody on her opponent. If she managed to hit it she would go for another pin when they landed.

[CyanDimitrik]

The thought continues to play in Katsumi's head: kindness freaking sucks. She was trying to be nice to this girl, to not completely steamroll her and crush what she believes is a love for her burgeoning career. She never considered herself much of a softie before! But trying to do this and spare her confidence has lead to some real repercussions here. The girl isn't as trained or skilled as she'd prefer her to've been - slips here and there caused things to be worse. Caused things to leave Katsumi's careful management. And it lead her to being folded up in a German suplex, with a real threat of being pinned by a newbie!

And now, as she's trying to collect herself, the blonde is getting in a real hurry to keep that pressure up! Her arm is taken, and the Punkette is drawn to her feet with a dazed grumble. That subtle vocalization becomes a sharp cry when a chop lands against her chest, blazing pain shooting through her sensitive skin! Then a second smack rings out, eliciting cheer from the audience!

Denied the opportunity to nurse the stinging pain, Katsumi is drawn in and whipped towards the opposite ropes! Her gait is unsteady, but rushed. Training takes over and she pivots on heel to press her back into the ropes, only to launch forward again. "Guah-..!"

As she returns, her mind is racing to try to predict what's coming. The impulse is there to drop to her knees and slide beneath the attack, but it just doesn't manifest quickly enough. Elena keeps the lead, surprising her with her crossbody attack! The slender girl's torso collides across Katsumi's taking her off her feet with an, "UNFH!"

Her back hits the mat, and she comes to rest lying face-up beneath the blonde. Her chest strains against the bralet with every inhale, her bare midsection rising and falling with each hard breath. One arm lies spread to the side, the other arm falling to rest across Elena's lower back. The girl's eyes are shut, lips faintly parted to breathe.