Kyle vs Camille. May the better one win

[xalex]

Kyle would see his opponent bend over and hold her stomach after his hit stroke. He would look a bit with empathy at his opponent while she was stumbling around the ring. When she fall down he would try to jump on her taking advantage of her downed situation. HE would push his forearm against her throat and put a lot of weight down onto it going for a basic forearm choke against his foe. He would look in her face while he went for the choke. He would stare into her eyes while increasing the pressure. “just tap and I stop” he would whisper.

[Cpkeyes]

As Camille began to rise, the man forced his arm against her throat, cutting off the carotid arty and generally making things not so nice for the redhead. She sighed, eyes going wide but not wanting to tap, struggled against the man, grabbing his arm with one hand and attempting to tug it away. If that did not seem to be working, Camille would try to change strategies, bringing up her knees to the man's stomach and trying to push him above her head.

Hopefully, that would work, as she felt her body going limp and her vision going cloudy.

[xalex]

Kyle would suddenly feel the struggle of his opponent. She was pushing against his forearm as much as she could, but it wasn´t working too well, maybe she was buying herself some extra time but he got the size and weight advantage on her. He would just keep pushing his arms down, until he suddenly would feel how he was lifted up into the air. He would rip his eyes wide open when his opponent was able to flip him over her while only using her legs.
The boy would crash hard onto the mat back first, his head only landing inces away from his opponent´s head. He would be groaning for a moment feeling the aftermath.

[Cpkeyes]

Camille would breath in, gasping as she grabbed at her throat, rubbing it with one hand. She wouldn’t get up, she was simply too worn out right now, and lay down in the map rubbing at her throat and head, taking deep breaths.

[xalex]

Kyle would roll over onto his hands and knees. He saw how worn out his opponent, how much trouble was put on her with this simple choke. He had the right idea but the wrong move. The boy would slowly get back up to his feet, taking his time. His body was feeling heavy and he needed to drag himself up slowly. He would watch his opponent waiting for her to get back up as well. When she was doing it he would jump at his pray trying to kick her into the ribbes and pull her back up to her feet at her armpit in one fast move. He needed to hurry not allowing her to get back into this.

[Cpkeyes]

Camille would start to get up, only to be assailed with a swift kick to the ribes that made her gasp again, then grabbing under her armpits, dragging her up to her feet. She would gasp again, pained.

[xalex]

Kyle would hold his opponent thightly and tried to pull her close to himself. After a moment he would try to slip behind her and warp one arm around her neck from behind, this arm was then grabbed by his other arm to make this hold only thighter. Kyle would go for a basic sleeper hold on Camille right now. While right now they would be still standing kyle would change this soon throwing himself backwards trying to pull the girl along so they would both fall to the amt and she would be laying on top of him for a rear sleeper hold, where he fixated her legs using his own.

[Cpkeyes]

Oh no, oh no. She was caught in something she dreaded-a sleeper hold! She always hated this move, she hated the idea of being knocked out, of being unconscious and unable to do anything against the wills of her opponent or the referee. But there wasn't much that she could do now! She was spent, gasping as the man wrapped his arms around her head and locked in the choke. She instantly began to go weaker, her legs almost jelly as the man would then throw himself backward onto the map, then wrapping his legs around her. There wasn't much she do besides struggle as best as she could-and even that wasn't enough.

Her movement began to slow down, her body slowly going limp and unconsciousness slowly taking hold of the redhead.

[xalex]

Kyle would keep up the sleeper hold as thigh as he could. He would feel how she was shaking and struggling and fighting against him but no matter how much she was trying he wouldn´t let her slip away. Instead she would increase the pressure even more and pull her thither and tighter towards himself, squeezing her neck with his arm. This was the best chance for him to end this match even if it was really not the best way. He hated the idea of putting this pore girl though so much panic while choking her out. But kyle would keep it going, he would roll onto his back and put his opponent in front of himself and keep choking her roughly. The referee was asking the girl if she wanted to tap out.

[Cpkeyes]

Camille could barely hear the ref, her vision going dark and her ears starting to ring. Resistance was starting to fade, until it was almost nothing in the grip of the man, her body unmoving as her pale arms would fall to her the side, resting on the map. What was left of her resistance was gone in moments, ending with a soft sigh as her eyes fully rolled back, then fluttered close. She had gone limp, unconscious and unable to mount any form of effective resistance. She was done, it was all over.

The ref began to raise her arms for a limp check, but it was pointless, Camille was out and it was as clear as day.