Reira Kirishima vs Julia Rogers

“WOO! Nice one, babe!” Julia called out as Domino flipped Emi over. And as he pointed to her, the blonde grinned and pointed right back, returning his wink too. He was right to think she was just as excited about all of this as he was, but the Thorns were still a pair they needed to keep their eyes on.

As Domino approached Emi, the girl rolled over and burst up into a charge right at him. “Watch out!” Julia called out, hoping her boyfriend would see the attack coming in time to counter, though not certain he’d have enough time to do so.

Pressing the attack didn't seem to avail him much, so Domino moves back a step to assume the defensive. And though Emi's charge is sudden and surprising, Domino's entirely too fresh and attentive to fall victim to a full-on charge attack this early. He and Emi had only just begun, after all. And with Julia's warning included, it may seem that Emi has overplayed her hand.

As the smaller wrestler barrels towards him, the Domino's stance squares only long enough to present himself a target and sharply sidestep right back out of it. His arm hooks under her closest arm as she dives past, attempting to force her into a flip and crash onto her tailbone.

Emi was not having a good start to the match as Domino seemed to be in control. As Emi charged at Domino he managed to grab her and flip Emi onto her back causing Emi to cry out in pain as her tailbone bounced off of the mat. "Son of a bitch, that hurts." Emi said as she lay on the mat by Domino. This match was not going how Emi had planned and now she was in a really bad position to be in.

As Emi flops down onto her back on the mat, Domino shoots a look towards Reira in her corner. "Don't get too comfortable! I'm comin' for you soon!" Reira's the one he wants to demolish; this Emi girl is in the way. If they're going to get a crack at Reira, Emi has to be beaten down and weakened. No more interference.

"Give me that." Domino grabs the girl's closest arm to lift it and tuck his hips beside her shoulder. From there, the arm is pulled between his toned thighs and his legs press down across the girl's breasts to force her down against the mat. Gripping her by the wrist, his back arches inwards to hyper-extend the joints along the limb in a classic armbar submission hold.

Emi was in a bad spot as Domino grabbed her arm and applied the submission hold. Emi gritted her teeth as pain shot through her but Emi was going to give up to an asshole like Domino. Emi would quickly begin to punch at Domino's legs to try and get him to break the hold. "Get the fuck off of me you prick!" Emi would yell out as she tried to free herself.

The punches begin peppering Domino's sculpted leg, and though it takes a little while for the effect to build up, it becomes a nuisance soon enough. He arches his back a little further to add more strain along her captured limb, hoping to have her really feel the burn at both shoulder and elbow joints. One doesn't just surrender a submission hold as soon as it's locked on, after all!

"Such language!," mock-scolds the model. And though he's taunting, there is a little truth to the remark - hearing someone who looks like Emi come out with such profanity is a shock! Of course, she's hanging out with the likes of Reira Kirishima, so who knows?

Okay, those punches to the leg? They're obnoxious now. His muscle is starting to ache, so it's time to let go and hope it had the intended effect. He doesn't want a tapout - not from Emi, anyway - but he does want her hurting. Either way, he lifts the leg furthest down her body and swings it low, aiming to slam the calf across her stomach before turning loose and rolling back to end in a crouch.

Emi was still punching at Domino's legs before one of them came slamming down into her stomach. Emi folded up for a second before falling back down to the mat coughing. "Fucking asshole." Emi said as she rolled onto her stomach as she tried to deal with the pain in her arm and her stomach. Emi needed to make a tag as this match was not going well. Emi began to crawl towards Reira to make the tag.

Domino lifts to his feet, then lifts an arm to the audience with a nod. He acknowledges their cries for brutality. He's down with it. Emi crossed a line when she jumped his girl, and he plans to make sure she knows that. And then the finger points towards Julia with a smile, signalling her to be on alert.

Deeply purple eyes land on Emi again as she begins crawling towards her corner. "Ohhh, no." He leans down to grab the girl by her recently-cranked arm and shoulder to drag her back up to her feet and rapidly usher her towards his corner instead. "There's someone I'd like you to meet." Once in the corner, the arm is wound over again to try to force Emi to bend over, then twist, presenting his blonde partner a perfect target in Emi's stomach, while tilting his shoulder towards his corner to help Julia tag herself in. "Name's Julia!," he continues. "She's gonna take over kicking your ass for a minute!"

Reira frowned, watching Emi get beaten down and around by Domino, getting angrier and angrier by the minute.

Finally, with Emi crawling towards her, clearly desperate for a tag, Reira merely scowled at her, hopping off the apron and grabbing her title belt from near the corner.

"I've had enough of this shit! Fend for yourself!"

She yelled at her partner, before turning her back on the ring and heading up the ramp.

“Woo! Kick her ass, babe!” Julia cheered out to Domino as she watched her boyfriend gaining the upper hand over Emi. And as he pointed to her, the cowgirl gave nodded, knowing her time to enter the fray again was near at hand.

As Emi started crawling toward Reira, Julia was just about to alert Domino, until the world champ hopped down and abandoned her own partner. The blonde merely shook her head in disapproval and stared at the fleeing redhead, but turned her attention right back to Domino as he brought Emi over to her.

She reached out and tagged Domino’s shoulder to tag herself in, then pulled herself up to hop over the top rope and land right in front of Emi, before firing a hard knee right up at the stomach that was perfectly positioned before her, looking to drive a good amount of wind out of the girl’s sails.