A Clash Of Classics Old And New

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Alaina bent down to grab hold of Grace once more after her little taunt, and felt a fast, hard kick connect to her face! "Oomph!" She groaned as she fell straight back onto her butt, landing in a seated position as she grabbed her face in her hands!

"Ugggghhh... damn I paid for that one..." Alaina said quietly to herself as she slowly began to make her way back up to her feet!

[Ironsoldier]

"Urgh... you weren't playing around..." Grace winced as she climbed to her feet, pain lancing it's way down her back from body-slams she'd suffered. Wasn't this supposed to be a friendly spar? Well, she did tell Alaina to go all out so there wasn't much point in complaining, Grace would just have to be every bit as determined as her opponent, treating this contest as seriously as she would an actual match.

Managing to make it to her feet just seconds before the amazon, Grace Allen would rush forward, seeking to drive her knee into the belly of a rising Alaina. If she connected, her next action would be to shove her opponent backwards towards the corner and gain a little payback in the form of a blistering chop across the chest!

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Alaina got up and immediately had the wind knocked out of her by the running knee strike! She doubled over and was shoved back against the turnbuckle, her chest burning from a chop that followed quickly after! "Arrrrrgh!" Alaina shouted as she was slumped into the corner, her arms wrapped over the top as her abdomen and chest felt like they were on fire.

The amazon was slumped in the corner, weakly kicking as she barely managed to stand up as she was proper up in the corner. "Ugh... damn it..."

[Ironsoldier]

"Come on, girl. I thought we were goin' at it, old school." Grace easily moved out of the way of Alaina's half-hearted kicks, darting in at the first opportunity, first to grab the older wrestler by the shoulder and shove her back against the turnbuckle, before leveling a second knife-edged chop at her chest that would have made Rick Flair proud. If the amazon didn't respond defensively, Grace would press the attack with two more chops aimed for the vulnerable bare flesh right above the top of Alaina's leotard. The dusky skinned young woman was clearly growing more confident, now that she had her more experience literally on the ropes.

The only thing missing was the appreciative Wooooooo from the crowd that she'd hear if this was an actual match.

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Each chop from Grace drew a louder groan of pain from the reeling Amazon! After the third chop and Graces talk, Alaina tried to push herself out of.the corner!

"You want old school? I can show ya but your little lean self might not last!" Alaina said not seriously, just trying to add flair to the spar. She stepped out and reached back trying to return the favor with a hard chop to Grace!

[Ironsoldier]

"I'll last a hell of a lot longer then you will, girl. Bring it!" And the amazon brought it, a chop that echoed through the sparring gym and had Grace doubling over from the pain, the just above her breasts burning from the impact. "O-ok... you've still got it." She admitted, wincing. "But I can still beat you at your own game, Alaina!"

Grace sought to take advantage of the position the pain put her in, lunging forward to drive her shoulder hard into the amazons belly. If that connected, and drove the older wrestler back into the corner, Grace Allen would grab the middle ropes on either side of her opponent and use the leverage to help her ram her shoulder five more times into the woman's mid-section. It seemed Grace was aiming to do exactly what she said, keep things grounded, instead of resorting to her flashier offense. It was quickly becoming a matter of pride.

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Alaina was not at all expecting this! She was caught totally off guard as she grunted, being driven back into the corner! Each shoulder strike earned a louder groan than the last, leaving Alaina slumping into he corner, failing to hang on to the ropes! The amazon dropped down to a sitting position at the base of the turnbuckle, huffing for breath and wincing in pain!

[Ironsoldier]

Grace raised her foot, preparing to stomp a proverbial mud-hole into her opponent... and just couldn't bring herself to do it. Yes, it was a serious spar, and yes they weren't supposed to hold back, but something about putting the boots to a helpless Alaina just seemed so... disrespectful. Besides, this was a perfect opportunity to answer a question that had begun to nag at her, could she body-slam the amazon?

Grace Allen wasn't a weak woman, by any means, but she rarely relied on such basic power moves, not since her days on the indy scene. She was curious to know how easily she could manage it. The fact that it would be a little bit of payback for Alaina's earlier moves was just icing on the cake. Her back still hurt.

"Okay, girl, come on. Up you go." Putting her foot down, she bent to grab Alaina by her arms and lean back, attempting to pull the amazon up to her feet while she was still winded. If she succeeded, Grace would loop one arm around Alaina's shoulder, the other slipping between her thighs, attempting to power the woman up while turning away from the corner and drive her back down with a scoop-slam of her own!

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"N-no way..." Alaina groaned as she felt Grace grab hold and lift, slowly raising Alaina into the air. She held the amazon high and spun sending her down with a thunderous slam!

Alaina moaned in pain, laying flat on her back as she weakly kicked the mat still down in shock after that!

[Ironsoldier]

Thankfully gravity did most of the work as Grace powered Alaina up with effort and sent her crashing to the mat. The slam seemed to take alot out of her. The muscles in her arms burned and her back nagged at her, but the simple act of pulling it off was exciting enough!

"Wait, didn't you slam me twice? I still owe you one!" Once again, Grace set to pull the older wrestler to her feet. Managing that, Grace would go for a second scoop slam, looking to pay the more experienced wrestler back fully for being thrown around earlier.