Alice West vs Erin Quinn [Outback Kid's debut]

"Rahh!" Alice let out a roar of effort before landing straight on top of Erin. With her efforts rewarded, she would grin and sit up on top of her ginger-haired opponent. She would let out a breath before attempting a move of her own!

She would grab her opponent by hair, saying a quick apology under her breath as she lifted her opponent's head off the floor before slamming the back of her head against the ring floor. Nimbly, Alice moved quickly and scrambled to get behind her foe. Still holding her opponent's hair, she would lift her opponent's head off the floor before locking in a figure four head scissor hold around Erin's head. She would crush the Irish girl's head between her thighs and arch her hips upward to really pile on the pressure.

"Hah! HAIR!" Erin yelled, not appreciating getting  lifted up slightly by her red locks. She wanted to retaliate but found her foe was quicker than her and slammed her head back before she could. The Irish lass groaned as tha back of her head hit the ground, dazing her and giving Alice time to get into position for her next move. The red head cringed as she felt her opponents strong legs wrap around her head and begin to squeeze. "Nnng...get off!" She demanded, immediately trying to pry Alice's legs apart.

Not having much luck quickly getting free of Alice's legs, Erin would try to roll the two of them over so that she was on her stomach. She wasn't enjoying being helpless on her back and one look at her face would be enough to tell anyone she was in pain. At least from there she would have options. The most obvious one to Erin would be to first try to get onto all fours.

"Whoops! Sorry I'll be more gentle next time!" Alice said realizing she was a little too rough with Erin's red hair. It was only when Alice's legs started crushing the red head's face did she really start to smirk.

"What's the matter you can't handle a rookie like me?" The blue haired girl said as she ruffled her opponent's red locks.

Erin smartly rolled over onto her stomach and then onto all fours, Alice rolled with her. Planting her hands on the floor, she still had her legs wrapped around Erin's head. She would throw her head back and then swing her body in a forward roll in an attempt to force Erin to roll with her. The craft blue haired girl would force Erin into the exactly same position that she had her in before though only this time Erin was closer to the ropes.

Erin was a bit surprised that her opponent apologized. "Th...thanks." She mumbled back, focusing more on what to do next. Despite her situation, the red head did appreciate the gesture though. It was always nice to keep a match more or less friendly. She would feel Alice becoming less friendly though as her face was squeezed between the woman's legs. Her face would begin to start matching her hair as she felt Alice ruffler her hair. "Just...off to...a bad start!" Erin yelled as she worked on turning over, eventually managing to get onto all fours.

Erin's small victory was short lived as she soon felt herself being flipped back to her original position. "No, damn it!" She complained, groaning as she found her back on the mat once again. Not to far away, Erin would spot the ropes and decide that was where she needed to be. She reached out, once again trying to turn herself so she could drag the pair closer to the ropes.

"Hehe... AND back to square one!" Alice said grinning at her opponent's verbal dismay.

The blue haired girl gave a squeeze, thrusting her hips up in the air. She had to apply as much damage as possible. She felt her opponent begin to crawl closer to the ropes. Alice let out a grunt as she felt her foe slowly but surely crawl towards the rope. being dragged along for the ride, Alice knew Erin would be able to get to the ropes.

"Tsk... fine." Alice pouted.

With a sigh, she would let go even before the ref say anything when Erin was in distance of the bottom rope. Alice would try to get to her feet and wait for her foe to get up. Shifting her balance on the balls of her feet, Alice kept her body loose and relaxed.

Put Erin in a brawl and she could hold her own, but put her in a submission hold and the Irish fighter would start to struggle. She grit her teeth and grimaced as she tried to pull herself towards the ropes, her increasing discomfort very evident. "Almost...THERE!" Erin yelled as she finally gripped the bottom rope. Noticing her opponent had already let go, Erin's face momentarily turned light red. She would quickly make her way to her feet and stretch out her neck while Alice patiently waited. "Whew...OK. That's not happening again." The red head declared before wiping a few beads of sweat from her forehead.

Since Erin was of the mind that the best defense was a good offense, she wanted to quickly try and get back to the latter. The red head would take a step forward and throw kick aimed at her opponent's ribs. Erin hoped to stagger the other wrestler so she could follow up with something of greater impact.

After her opponent had escaped from the ropes, they both took their time getting to her feet. The bluenette raised her arms in a ready stance. She was satisfied with how much she made the redhead endure. Being a well-rounded fighter, Alice liked adjusting her strategy to achieve victory. She watched her opponent step forward and before she could react, Erin’s leg slammed into her rib cage with all the force of a baseball bat. She opened her mouth to let out a cry of pain as bits of spittle sprang from her mouth. Clutching her side, she kept an eye open as she hunched over from the pain, not knowing what was coming next.

Erin connected with a quick and powerful kick to her opponent's ribs. She couldn't help but smirk as she watched Alice's reaction. " 'Nother hit coming right at ya!" Erin announced, more for the crowd than for her opponent. She figured Alice was a bit too preoccupied to do or say much anyway.

With what little agility that she had, the redhead bounced backwards towards the ropes. She'd lean against them momentarily before charging towards Alice with an outstretched arm. Erin would try to crash into her opponent and land a clothesline right to her chest. She might not have been able to wear her opponent down in a submission hold like Alice could, but the redhead was confident that she could hit hard.