Domino vs. Jewels (Second Confrontation, for CyanDimitrik

As Jewels got off after her successful slam, she would say, "My! You're much lighter than I thought." She would get off and return to her fighting stance to allow Domino some room. All the while, she would think on her next plan of attack.

Once Domino has stood up, Jewels would rush back in and attempt to go for a straight kick to his body to continue the damage.

Domino lets out a little groan after the impact and stays down a moment longer than Jewels. "Th-thanks...?," he offers, cracking a grin. He's a model. Not being bulky is a useful thing for him. So in a way, it was a compliment. Sort'a. Okay, he isn't sure how to take it. All he knows is he's wrestling her, so he needs to get his head back in the game.

She's given him enough time to recuperate. He rolls over and lifts to his feet, only to find her foot planting into his toned abdominals. "Ungf!" The model doubles over and tries to back away from her, hoping to gain a little distance.

When she finished her kick and Domino had doubled over, Jewels would shake her head a little to relieve off some of her stress as she said, "I'm not going to let some...(gah!) good-looking model with a six-pack beat me again! I'll show you what THIS rich girl can do!"

And she immediately charged in to try and grab Domino to take her with him to swing towards the turnbuckle. If this worked, he would be sent running over there without stopping until he crashes against it.

"Hah... hah...," laughs Domino as he catches his breath. "You think I'm good looking~" He's teasing her, and it's completely painful. Maybe even a little cocky, the fact that he's not immediately trying to counter her. But he ends up paying for it when the blonde grabs him and whips him at the turnbuckle.

Boots hammer against the mat and he pivots around, his back slamming into the pads. "Nngf!" The young model recoils from the impact, his back arching inwards. Naturally, this appears to leave his body open for follow-up - as well as putting those aforementioned six-packed abs more on display.

Even though Domino is feeling it at the corner, Jewels couldn't get his earlier taunt out of her head. She would glare at him and clenched teeth before curling her fingers into fists. She would run to him and scream out, "AAAAARGH!!! Shut up, shut up, shut up!!!"

In a fit of rage and if she can get there before Domino escapes, Jewels would try to release her anger by punching Domino in the abs a few times before a shoulder tackle. She didn't want her opponent to get the best of her, so she had to try and ignore his "handsomeness".

(Okay, fun sidenote? I meant to write 'Playful' instead of 'Painful'. XD I only just noticed. Ahwell!)

Okay, that was not a reaction Domino was expecting. A shoulder tackle? Maybe. A body avalanche? Possibly. Ragemode? From Trish? Not at all. Still recoiling from the impact against the corner, his body is open to her barrage of punches. The raven-haired youth finds himself pressed back into the corner, abs tightened to absorb as much of the impact as he can, but muscle tone has its limits. "Nngg..," followed shortly by a, "Hrrk!," as her shoulder caves in his midsection, forcing his body to fold over hers.

Well, now Domino is definitely feeling it. Jewels is off to an early lead, and he's just hoping for the ache in his abdominals to lessen so he can suck in some air.

Jewels would back away a bit to survey the damage, though she had to get Domino off of her back and still remain up against the corner. She took deep breaths to regain some air as she can already feel that she's gaining an upper hand. She has to keep this up at all costs, so she there is no reason to stop now.

"Now, get over here!" Jewels cried out as she attempted to grab Domino's head and place it under her armpit while she is turned around. If this worked, she would run forward with him and jump and try to slam his face down on the mat for a running bulldog.

Once the pressure is relieved, Domino staggers out of the corner by a step, his arms looping his abused midsection. Man, what did he spark in her to ignite such ferocity? First the cafe over idle jokes about costuming, and now... he isn't even sure what set her off!

Her feminine arm hooks his head, and those dark purple eyes widen. "T-Trish..!" And they're moving forward, in the air, only to crash hard to the mat again. The teen bounces once off the canvas before lying steady, curling a little in against her hurting underside. "Nnggh... what... wh-..."

Jewels could've sworn that Domino just said her real name in the middle of that bulldog attempt. It proved to be successful, but some things had to be clear in her opinion. She would lean down a little closer as she whispered, "Please..."Drake", for when we fight, just call me "Jewels". This is all part of the show and my chance at redemption."

Wanting to prove she's serious, Jewels would now attempt to grab Domino's right arm while lying down and pinning her legs across his chest and neck. If this worked, she would start to work that arm in an armbar.

Domino knows the ring-name rules. He wasn't saying her name out of ignorance. But what she says at the end is what he thinks might explain the situation. Maybe? It seemed to just come out of nowhere! And even if that were the case, he can't compromise his ambition for a title! He has to fight back with everything he has!

The girl rolls him onto his back and secures his arm between her legs. "Nn'gah!" His arm is hyper-extended against her hips, her legs over his chest. With teeth grinding, the young model twists his hips in towards her and attempts to roll himself at her, attempting to suddenly reverse the situation and catch her in a roll-up pin and trap her legs between their bodies!