Is she serious? Gail vs Mariza

[SubtleRoar]

*The temporary setback she had suffered was something she considered to be so incredibly minor, that Gail didn't seem fazed whatsoever, aside from the initial freakout. After composing herself while attempting to wriggle free, the tempestuous tornado was on the brink of slipping through Mariza's loosening grip, just before she felt herself get flung backwards, slamming her vulnerable backside against the canvas!* "GGAAAH!" *She howled in pain, unable to comprehend how that bland as cornflakes Mariza could be capable of such a move!*

Spoiler

"ONE..." *Wait a second, is that...counting?! She had somehow managed to perfectly bridge as well?! This was absolutely preposterous! However, while Gail continued to indulge in this inner conflict, she heard the next number called over the loudspeaker.* "TWO!" *Just before she launched herself upwards to break the hold, much to the audience's chagrin. If Gail wasn't irate enough as it were, she was absolutely livid by this point, and who better to take out her frustrations on than the girl who attempted to score an easy victory on her?*

[CaptainL]

Even if she might not have had the most impressive stature, Marzia still figured she knew a thing or two about wrestling, and she figured if she put her mind to it, she could out-muscle Gail. Both of those things turned out to be true, fortunately enough, as she managed to throw her off her feet, transitioning into a canvas-shaking blow! Marzia took a few breaths, going to ground and collect herself, but she knew this wasn't over yet. Clenching her teeth, the Italian strained herself a little bit further, arching her back upward so that Gail's shoulders would make contact with the ground. And sure enough, the referee saw it and started to count! Things were looking up for Marzia's chances, as she felt her smile growing wider! Even this early, the ref had already counted to two by this point - it seemed as though Marzia could do it!

However, Gail wasn't out of the game yet, a fact she was quick to remind everyone of. As Marzia watched the official closely, waiting for her victory to be proclaimed, Gail pushed herself out of her clutches as she flipped back through the air. The display would be an impressive one, if it didn't mean such bad news for Marzia - who now flopped onto her back with a groan, without Gail's form to brace herself. Panting, she started to pick herself up, rolling onto her knees.

[SubtleRoar]

*With a lingering grimace camping on the edges of her lips, Gail slowly stood to her minuscule height and made her disdain towards the tenacious Italian abundantly clear.* "You think you're so damn smart, huh? Catching me unaware and trying to beat me without duking it out like a real fighter." *She snarled, cracking her knuckles while simultaneously trying to concoct a plan for how she wanted to address this persistent pest known as Mariza.* "Well, this little flight of fancy you're having is about to meet the cold, harsh reality of my boots!" *Gail screamed, dashing towards her target while elevating herself!*

*With a blisteringly fast spring in her step, it appeared as though the emerald hurricane was beginning to take Mariza a bit more seriously now, least she get unexpectedly humbled by a sudden pin attempt yet again. This time around, she would shoot her grinning boots out towards the weary woman, attempting to stagger her backwards with a massive dropkick!* "I'm going to thoroughly enjoy knocking some sense into you, and once I'm done, this entire crowd will know that you'll never accomplish anything in this league!"

Spoiler

[CaptainL]

Having righted herself, Marzia began to pant. She had managed to get a few moves in on Gail, and it had done wonders for her own confidence in seeing the Tornado knocked down a few pegs; she was beginning to think that she might have a chance against her after all. But after keeping up a move like that, Marzia was still coming down from the rush, as she caught her breath and looked around her. That was when she heard Gail taunting her - and she gulped, turning her attention back around to the green-haired woman, her body tense and her eyes fixed ahead of her. In that moment, Marzia was frozen. She knew, after all, that nothing good could be coming of it...

And sure enough, that was an assessment Marzia would find she was right for. She tried to get out of the way of the incoming collision as she found Gail headed right for her, but her foe was simply too fast for Marzia to keep ahead of. The next thing she knew, a flash of pain had struck itself across her face as the soles of Gail's boots impacted her dead in the face! "GAAAH-!" she screamed once again, her head cracking to the side with a trail of spittle flying from between her teeth. She stumbled a few steps backward before her legs at last gave out from under her, and she collapsed to the ground in a heap.

[SubtleRoar]

"Yeah, that's what I thought." *Gail verbally lashed out, incredibly disrespected that Mariza had the audacity to try and compete with her. Once the satisfying sound of her reinforced, leather boots smacked against the soft, tender epidermis of her opponent's facial region, The Jade Whirlwind landed on her fingertips, catching herself in a push-up position.* "You know, it's honestly adorable watching you try to get your hopes up. I've always wanted to dash someone else's dreams, and given how yours seem to be hanging by a string, this shouldn't be too much trouble." *Once again in the driver's seat, Gail ambled over to her downed opponent, staring down towards her with a menacing glare.*

"But, since I know you're already on the verge of losing, how about I give you a little parting gift for being such a good sport about it?" *She rhetorically asked, bending down and slipping her hands underneath Mariza's shoulders before pulling her in close for a breast smother. More focused on embarrassing the defenseless Mariza than anything else, Gail was driven to make a statement tonight- That anybody who tries to tussle with her will be publicly humiliated, and she will relish every second of it!* "Now, take a deep breath and think pleasant thoughts~" *She seductively whispered, rubbing her supple breasts up against her prey's facial cheeks.*

Spoiler

[CaptainL]

After hitting the ground on her knees, Marzia was slowly beginning to pick herself up, taking in a few deep breaths as she did to try and refill her lungs. She looked back towards Gail, and her lips locked in a scowl as she shuddered under her breath. Looking at her opponent now, all she could feel was rage and hatred towards her. It was bad enough that she had been beating her down, but mocking and taunting her, and belittling her like this...that was growing to be too much for Marzia to handle. She wanted nothing else than to succeed, and now, even Gail was trying to beat it into her head that she couldn't.

Her body trembling as her fists grew ready to strike out, Marzia began to rise. "I...I can win this. I can. I'll prove you wrong..." she said, more to herself than to anyone else as she tried to embolden herself enough to fight on. But soon, Gail had hooked her arms under hers and was pulling her in closer. Suddenly pulled off balance, Marzia let out a gasp. "W-What..?! I-" Before she could finish her thought, the Italian found her face pulled in against Gail's breasts, muffling her - and her cries soon built to a panic as she tried to escape. "M-MMFF!! MFF!!" Marzia wasn't about to wait for herself to pass out - after all, she had met a humiliating defeat that way in one of her first matches in LAW. She was going to fight this until the end! Trying to resist, she slapped and struck at Gail's side, trying to get her to release her.

[SubtleRoar]

"Aww, what was that? You thought you had a chance at beating someone? How precious you are~" *The derisive rocker chuckled to herself, continuing to rub her plump breasts against Mariza's unprotected, scarlet face. As time progressed however, it became abundantly clear that Gail had woefully underestimated her adversary's endurance, and bit by bit, she felt the wrath of someone who had been overlooked and undervalued! One of the stray, haphazard shots managed to knock Gail out of position, forcing her backwards and onto her keister!*

"Guuh..crap, that hurt.." *She huffed under her breath, favoring her right side. She attempted to assess the extent of the blow, ultimately realizing that it hadn't caused any major damage. Regardless, she was peeved, and rightfully so- Mariza had made this supposed squash match drag on for far too long, and ultimately, was going to make Gail late for the soiree she would be attending after this.* "Count yourself lucky!" *She snapped, attempting to stand to her feet for the impending, retaliatory strike!*

[CaptainL]

"M-Mmmff...mmff..." Marzia could respond with little more than stifled groans the more she tried to struggle against the trap she had found herself caught in, with her face wedged firmly into Gail's cleavage. She tried to twist herself from side to side in an effort to ease her predicament even by a little bit, but Gail wasn't letting go. All the while, she kept up her blows against her opponent's back, and in time, it was those that got her to release her. Marzia sat there panting, her face red from both the humiliation of her predicament and the lack of breath as her face had been caught in a hot and stifling prison. But she did manage to get out - and now, it was time to strike back!

Gail was getting up, while Marzia was still on her knees. However, the Italian underdog had no plans to be in this place for long, and soon, she sprung - hurling herself forward as she attempted to sweep Gail off her feet with a takedown! If that worked, she would proceed to climb on top of her to better unleash a few punches to the face from a mounted position.

[SubtleRoar]

*Still trying to find her bearings, Gail hardly considered Mariza a threat in any capacity. In fact, she was so dismissive of her inferior opponent that she completely left her defensive guard up while attempting to recuperate.* "Just gotta..get my shit together.." *She muttered under her laborious breath, still reeling from the previous damage Mariza had inflicted upon her. Unfortunately, the crucial error the tiny tornado had made by ignoring the level of momentum Mariza had gathered was enough to send Gail flying against the mat, the bane of her existence straddling her!*

"Grrrhhk?!" *She shrieked in a confluence of both disarray and agitation, attempting to express both through her tightly clenched fist! While she absorbed a handful of Mariza's shots, the ones that connected coaxing out an audible* "Grrhh!" *From the hardcore maelstrom, she would reciprocate in kind by tossing a straight right aimed squarely for Mariza's solar plexus!*

[CaptainL]

Marzia knew the odds were against her; while Gail might not have had much of an advantage in terms of size, she definitely had the edge when it came to confidence and readiness. But when Marzia set her anxieties aside and threw herself into the intensity of the match, that was where she could make the magic happen - and, indeed, it seemed she had settled into her groove now. Without skipping a beat, she threw herself down on top of Gail as she fell, going to deliver some punches to the face to soften her up. With the thud of each fist plowing into Gail's skull, Marzia seemed to settle into a rhythm, swinging back one fist as soon as the other had hit its mark. Her heart was beating faster; she convinced herself she could do this!

Her concentration was soon broken, however, as Gail managed to get a shot in edgewise - and that threw the Italian off her game. "G-Gahh..!" she cried out, suddenly falling back from Gail as her hand rose up to shield her chest, while she fell back off to the side.