Collision at the Gym

Jessica's eyes were narrowed in on Alaina as she came barreling towards her. Clothesline. She saw that coming from a mile off. Jessica bent her knees and twisted a bit right before the critical moment. Her jaw was powerful but far from the most puissant. The Violent Violet deftly avoided the clothesline and hit Alaina with a judo shoulder throw, hopefully sending the amazon down to the mat.

Alaina went flying and hit the mat with a resounding thud that shook the ring!

She bellowed in pain as she roled onto her side grabing at her back. Jessica used her momentum against her very effectively. Alaiana had to concede that Jessica was smarter than she looked. And technicaly sound. If Jesica gave Avery all she could handle there had to be more tban simple brute force to her.

Sadly, Alaina had a bad habit of learning the hard way in AFW....

Jessica stood over Alaina, triumphant for the time being. The move came off without a hitch and now the Amazon was on the mat and Jessica was standing over her. "Stick to modeling, you bimbo. You don't belong in the the ring." The Violent Violet's huffing and puffing vitiated her contumelious intent. But she knew Alaina would still pick up on it. And she would still be hurt, if Jessica was lucky.

It was with just that luck in mind Jessica descended upon Alaina. She wanted to display a little bit more technical soundness, this time with some excruciating submission! The Violent Violet stared down at Aliana before going in motion. Jessica tried to secure an alacran- a move she learned from a luchadora. It was painful and humiliating, with little chance of escape. Just like how Jessica wanted her moves to go.

Things went from bad to worse around this imposing woman very quickly! Alaina cried out as a nasty hold was locked in and the ropes were out of reach! Alaina's legs were locked up and she was flat on her back....not good!

Right no Alaina's only saving grace was that her arms were free. She had an awkward angle.... she still an angle... at trying to drive her fist into the pit of Jessica's elbow. If she could get Jessica to let go, Alaina could roll away and at least buy some time for herself....

Jessica was sneering. All she was expecting was a tap, or maybe some satisfying cry of submission. That would have made it Jessica 1- Taylor's stupid fucking dojo bitches, 1. But instead, Alaina was fighting back. She wasn't sure how, or why, but she was doing it. And Jessica was livid. This hold was a finisher in some parts of the world, and here the Amazon was fighting back. The stupid little twerps ringside might have found Alaina's endurance and courage admirable, but the Violent Violet found it irksome.

She shoved Alaina off her and got up. The woman was now mad. Not as mad as she had been with Avery, but Alaina's defiance set her off. The rhythmic sound of her pounding her chest echoed throughout the gym. It was only supposed to be something that set the record straight, not some personal vendetta. But that is the way it felt. "Come on, slut. Show me what passes for skill in that stupid fucking dojo of yours."

Alaina knew that Jessica expected power vs. power, and Alaina really wanted to oblige her and show her that despite being smaller she was deserving of her nickname.

However she also wanted to surprise this sociopathic bitch. Alaina moved forward as if she was going to lock up, but as soon as she got in range she wanted to jump up, wrapping her legs around Jesica's neck and whip her back in a huricanrana! That quick, hard trip to the mat should put Jessica on notice.... the amazon was no longer a one trick pony.

Jessica had her guard up. She was ready to fend off a lock up, counter a slam or try to wiggle her war out of a hold. But what came out her took her by surprise completely. Her head was wrapped between two meaty thighs and she was slung down to the mat with fury. Maybe it was the pain, or maybe it was the shock. But for a second, she wasn't moving and was at the mercy of the Amazon.

Alaina puled Jessica up and got behind her. "Hows this for a hold? Don't go crying to your mommy Kelly on me..."

Alaina maneuvered herself so Jesicas torso was leaning to one side, and Alaina had her arm wrapping up Jessicas to bend her over more, and her leg raised up and the pit of her knee pressing down on Jessica's head/neck... Alaina hadn't gotten to use the octopus stretch in a match, but now seemed like an opportune time!

Jessica was still dazed as she was yanked to her feet by Alaina and was subsequently thrown into the hold with little resistance. The harsh taunt did little to wake her up, so to speak, but the pain now shooting through her body did. She was bowed under Alaina's knee, and she hated it. Not any more than she hated being in a tremendous amount of pain, but she hated it nonetheless.

The Violent Violet looked for a way out. No clear paths appeared to the vixen except of course the ropes. Jessica reached out and came up just short, her body being contorted by Alaina. But then she reached out and grabbed it. "Rope!" Perhaps it was foolish to require some clemency from her opponent. But it was Jessica's only way out.

Alaina let go of Jessica and backed off, letting her get her bearings as if it were a match with a referee present.

"You got lucky... now are ya gonna challenge me or just bore me?" Alaina said as she motioned Jessica over with a smile on her face. If she could annoy Jessica enough, maybe she would make dumb mental mistakes....