Irish Shots! - Erin Quinn & Blaise Cameron

[CyanDimitrik]

"Ooh, way to live dangerous," Blaise teases as she announces her terms. Though he is a touch insulted by the outright refusal of his condition. But whatever, they're here to wrestle, not be cutesy, right?

His eyes widen a little as she takes him by surprise, forcing him back despite the hold! While she manages to use the lower leverage to force him back, he manages to catch himself in time to lessen the impact. Still, it's difficult to keep ahold on her in that position, and his grip slips!

[Noob]

Erin rolled her eyes. "Well I accepted your condition. I'm just not gonna lose...plus I kinda forgot to bring a drink with me." The redhead admitted despite her uncomfortable position. She didn't intend to stay like that for much longer. Much to her delight Erin was able to ram Blaise into the corner. She felt his grip loosen but would aim a quick jab to his ribs just to make it easier to slip away from him. If he didn't let go there would be a few more punches headed his way.

If Erin managed to get her head free she'd try to retaliate by grabbing a hold of Blaise's arm and tossing him towards the other side of the ring. She would follow close behind him getting ready to lay on some pain.

[CyanDimitrik]

Just when Blaise starts to get his game-face on, she has to go and say something like that. Despite the grapple, he bursts into a quick snicker! Something about her enterprising approach to bets just amuses him terribly. Whether or not he has anything more to say on it, she may never know! She's busying herself with battering his ribs, loosening his grip on her. "Hah-oomf!"

His arm is taken and the teen finds himself whipped across the ring! The steps begin at a shaky thunder as he attempts to find his balance, and he manages to gather himself halfway across the ring. He manages to pivot at the last moment, avoiding colliding chest-first with the turnbuckle, but doing nothing to lessen the impact against his back. "Mnf!" He arches following the shock, chest and abs pushed out and head tilted back.

[Noob]

Erin was slightly annoyed to be laughed at but she'd be getting the last laugh soon enough. After a few shots to the ribs she was able to get Blaise to loosen up so she could slip out of his grasp. She tossed the man towards the corner and came charging after him. "Head's up!" She called out, only a couple of steps behind him. She doubted her warning would do him any good though.

The redhead had intended a drop kick but began to think that might be too rough for just a spar. Instead she'd be a bit 'gentler'. As she approached Erin jumped up and went for a hip attack aimed at her foe's abs. it seemed like the Irish brawler was intent on flattening her sparring partner against the turnbuckles. At least it might provide a softer impact than her feet would though.

[CyanDimitrik]

Most assuredly too late for Blaise to really benefit from the warning. His eyes widen when she hops at him, finding an Irish hip planting into his American abs! "Unf!" His body caves in around her and his eyes bulge out briefly, leaning heavily against her frame and using her to stay on his feet. A few gasps follow as he attempts to regain his breath!

[Noob]

Erin took a few steps back to asses the damage she had done. Blaise looked pretty worse for the wear to her. "Sorry, did I hit ya too hard?" She asked, slightly concerned. "I guess I don't know how to go easy." She teased. The redhead let her opponent rest against her for a few seconds. Her mercy didn't last very long though. "Ok, break's over." She announced. Erin would take Blaise's arm and wrap it around her neck before grabbing his waist. With little warning the Irish brawler would try to lift her sparring partner into the air and over her, tossing him back to the mat with a northern lights suplex.

[CyanDimitrik]

Blaise appreciates the moment of reprieve, but his efforts to regain his breath is hampered but another snicker - choked, granted, but a snicker all the same. "M'okay..!," he insists. "You don't.." Gasp. "..gotta go easy..!" Gasp. Swallow. He's good now. "Not much of a pin if I didn't earn it!"

He finds his arm tossed over her neck with a blink, kept in tight quarters with the pretty lass. And then he finds himself whipped into the air and slammed back down against the mat behind her! He lands hard with a yelp, his back arching inwards, pushing his sleekly-toned abdominals towards the skylights.

[Noob]

Erin slammed her sparring partner down to the mat. She got to her knees and grinned as she looked down at him. "Still think you'll be earnin that pin?" She teased. From the looks at it Blaise was not having a good time which meant that Erin was doing her job pretty well. She felt kind of bad for him though, thinking maybe he didn't realize what he was getting in to.

Figuring now was as good a time as ever, Erin would crawl over Blaise and hook an arm under his leg. "That's one!" She said as she lifted his leg. She wondered if she could actually get such a quick pin. Either way she was eager to at least try.

[CyanDimitrik]

The teen groans in response at first, offering no resistance as she covers him. His leg is drawn into the air, and she gives her first count. His breathing is a little labored after that hit, but he's got plenty of fight left in him.

"Of.. course..!"

He twists towards her, his frame tucking against hers as he lifts a shoulder off the mat. "We're just starting..!"

Though still reeling from the impact, he plants his hands to her waist and shoulder, attempting to shove her off of himself. "Normally might be fine with.. havin' a pretty Irish girl on me like that, but.. I have a bet to win!"

[Noob]

"That's the spirit." Erin commented as Blaise broke the pin. The redhead was fairly easily shoved away. Upon hearing his last comment her face would ever so briefly flush light red. Despite the fact that she generally tried to appear tough, certain things still got to her. "Oh quiet before I beat ya to a pulp." Erin halfheartedly threatened. She would then get up and allow Blaise to do the same. It was a spar after all so she didn't mind letting her partner have a bit of a breather.

Her allotted break time would soon be over though and she'd go back in looking to grapple again. This time she had a plan, or at least she planned not to get caught in another headlock. She could be fooled once but twice was pushing it. Plus she had to show Blaise that the first time was just him getting lucky.