Sienna Smith Vs. Gabriella Guerrero II - Tables Match

[Devastated]

Slamming Sienna down with that Fisherman's Suplex was very satisfying thing for Gabriella. She smiled as she would rise up to her feet and stand with her hands on her hips, having them cocked to the side as she watched Sienna start to claw at the ring apron to help push herself up. She would hear Sienna speak out, and with it Gabriella could only smirk and walk up towards her rival.

" I'll try not to, as much of a better woman and wrestler I am, you have some talent too." Gabriella said as she would try and send a sharp slap to the face of Sienna and follow it up with a hook straight into Sienna's solar plexus with her other hand. Trying to leave Sienna coughing and in a daze before she'd reach down in between those legs and try and heave Sienna up onto the ring apron and roll her in under the ring.

[winner3]

Sienna forced herself up. She wanted to keep going - to keep coming after Gabriella. Though her approach and attitude towards pursuing her revenge was fueled by conviction and determination, it wasn't going to make defeating Gabriella any easy. The ebony beauty was still rattled by her foe's Fisherman's Suplex. The strain Sienna put on herself to push herself up was clear. Resting on the arena floor for a moment might have actually done her some good. Because instead of rising up and finding an opening, the bikini-clad babe found her footing just a hair of a second before Gabbi popped her in the mouth with a hard slap!

Sienna's head darted to the side as the slap connected. Spittle flew from the brunette's mouth. Before she could recover, Gabriella followed up with a hard right hook to Smith's exposed, defined abs! Sienna let out a groan as the thud of the punch echoed through the front row.

"Uuuurf..." How she remained standing, the fans didn't know. But it spoke to Sienna's resiliency. The dazed woman remained there hurting and vulnerable, dazed yet still intent on fighting. She grit her teeth and leaned against Gabriella as she approached. Sienna could do nothing to stop her hated rival from scooping her up and tossing her under the bottom rope and into the ring like a sack of potatoes. Smith rolled a couple times. She found herself face down in the center of the ring. Inside the ring, she'd come to life and bang the canvas with her fist! Sienna would eye Guerrero as her foe tried to find her way back into the ring! She'd retaliate and try to answer being womanhandled by Gabriella!

Sienna would pop up to her feet and charge at the Hispanic beauty! With all the fight she could muster, she'd try and throw herself feet-first at her bikin-clad foe to try and nail her with a dropkick or a baseball slide as she made her way through or under the ropes! Sienna would try and force Gabriella to take a nasty spill to the outside of the ring to try and turn the tides. Missing the move would be highly consequential, resulting in Sienna crashing and burning, herself. But it was a risk she was willing to take in the heat of the moment!

[Devastated]

Gabriella had a smug grin on her face as she hauled Sienna's lovely frame in under the top rope. Watching her body roll into the ring, the purple haired woman would roll her eyes a bit at the jeers being thrown her way. The Hispanic beauty had no reason to care about it, after all this matches full purpose was to show her superiority over Sienna Smith by defeating the woman once more.

The purple haired woman would shake her head, grabbing onto the ropes as she started to climb up the apron and seek to roll in under the bottom ropes. Though as she rolled, she head the stomping of feet on the canvas, and then a sharp pain hitting her side! She gagged and gasped, catching sight of what hit her, as Sienna's feet had dug into her side. Forcing her off of the apron and down, harshly so onto the barely padded floor outside of the ring.

Taking a nasty spill onto the outside area, the crowd even winced in sympathy for the knockout of a woman.

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Gabriella had always seemed most composed and calm and when was in control of her opponent. An attitude that Sienna couldn't stand the sight of. So much so, that it motivated the brunette diva out of her daze and barrelling towards Gabi with speed and force that could be heard from ringside! As Sienna grew closer, the sound of her stomping across the canvas grew louder! Before Guerrero could roll past the ropes and into the ring, Smith had already slid in with reckless abandon, knocking Gabi back to the outside and subjecting her to a harsh spill, and eliciting a concerned crowd reaction, to say the least!

Sienna's own momentum carried her out of the ring. She landed on her feet and cocked out her hip as she stood over hurt, cocky Mexican wrestler.

"Don't worry, chi-ca." Sienna began as she bent down to seize Gabi by the hair to force her up to her feet.

"After I drive you through a table and beat you, I'll patronize you with drinks, too!" Sienna shouted as she wrapped an arm around the beauty's tight waist before trying to drive her into the apron back-first with a Shoulder Tackle!

[Devastated]

Gabriella shook her head as she was down on her back, she was in a fair bit of a trouble though, as with the burning of her scalp, she could feel Sienna once more go for her beautiful purple hair to yank the Mexican beauty up towards her feet, Gabriella winced as she felt those arms wrap around her midsection and then felt herself be staggered and forced to back up!

The eyes of the Hispanic woman widened as she was then suddenly driven back first into the apron, causing her head to shoot backwards and for her to release a loud gasp of pain. Moving her right hand back to try and mend her now aching back, slumping a bit against the apron as she was at the mercy of her rival now.

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Having swung the momentum of the match back in her favor with nothing but her anger toward Gabi driving her, Sienna sought to keep things going! After eyeing her hurt opponent in a slump on the apron, the bikini-clad diva placed a hand on the small of Gabriella's back and another on the Mexican beauty's head. She aimed to drive Gabi into the barricades separating them from the crowd, back-first!

"RRRAGH!" With a might yell, Sienna would shove her foe with conspicuous force. Her muscles and curves accentuated by the stadium light's bouncing off her slightly sweaty frame. Had things continued going her way, Sienna would casually walk over a downed Guerrero stepping on Gabi's chest as she made her way to the table that she grabbed at the start of the match, which was still turned over a few paces away outside the ring.

[Devastated]

Gabriella winced as her back had been speared into the apron, it was aching with pain...it wasn't the dull long lasting kind though, that would take time to build up, but for the moment it was leaving her rather debilitated. Enough that Sienna had a good chance to get in a good momentum over her.

Feeling that hands of Sienna grab at her bikini bottoms and on her purple hair, Gabriella would snarl out a bit in anger but it was an empty roar as right now Sienna was commanding where she was going! Charging her off and swinging her around, she sent Gabriella back first into the barricade! " Uuugh!" the Hispanic beauty cried out as her back made impact with the barricade! Her body flopping down onto her side and then rolling a bit away from it...ending up somewhere in between the ring and the barricade, closer to the latter rather than the former though.

Sienna took this chance of the downed Gabriella to walk over her, literally. Stepping upon the chest of the arching beauty on the floor. Pushing her back down to the canvas and making her release an exasperated "Ooof!.." As air was pushed out of her lungs.

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Having been satisfied with tossing Gabriella to and fro outside the ring, Sienna saw it fit to continue her venture at the start of the match. After stepping off Gabi's bosom, the brawny brunette made way for the fallen table, flipping her hair before setting it up once more outside the ring not too far from her fallen foe.

"You get one fluke win and you're already this cocky! This oughta bring you back down a peg or three, chick!" Smith asserted as she turned toward Guerrero to pry her from the hard arena floors for more punishment! Smith grabbed hold of the long purple mane. She'd aim to pull Gabriella up by the hair and bang that purple head off the table to begin working her way toward winning this thing! There was no love lost, and no hesitation between these two to get physical. Sienna's desire to get even, to repay Gabriella for her arrogance and condescension drove her every strike and every move in this match! She wouldn't stop coming until she saw her redemption for their previous encounter fulfilled!

[Devastated]

Being stepped on like that only served to piss Gabriella off more than she already was at Sienna being the one with the upperhand right now. She coughed and groaned as she rolled over onto her side on the hard floor, only to soon feel Sienna grab a hold of her long purple mane and start to pull the Hispanic beauty up, guiding her to her feet by that beautiful purple hair of hers.

The former super model would click her tongue in frustration at Sienna's words as she was guided up and towards the table before her forehead was harshly slammed down into it, causing her to see a flash of white for a second or two, before she regained her normal vision. She shook her head and grabbed at her skull with her right hand. She had to clear her senses and bide her time...for a chance to strike back.

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With Gabriella reeling, Sienna was raring to see this through. She stood over the doubled-over girl. The stadium lights reflecting off her bronzed skin as she reached for Gabriella's shoulder. She'd pull Gabriella's arm around her neck and attempt to hoist her up by her side to set her up for an Angle Slam, right onto the table!

"It's over!" Smith declared as she tried to hoist the bikini-clad babe up and over. Whether or not the move would bring Gabi down with enough force to break the table would be a different story. But Sienna exerted herself heartily, fueled by little more than spite and anger!