Chloe Mason vs. Moon Sin-Jae - Two of a Kind

Huh. So that was how an Axe Kick to the face felt. Not as bad as Sin had pictured - frankly, she was surprised to still be conscious with all of her teeth. She wasn’t too far from that place, though, as the hit had her starry eyed, stunned, and-

...oh, what was that taste in her mouth?

Sin spat it out, just to be sure, and yep - that was blood. No question. Not the first time a match of hers had gotten some red on the canvas, but this was the only occasion where she hadn’t been the one making her opponent leak. It was surreal seeing that red stuff on the white for the first time, her own fluids, but it just solidified the case. This was one of hell of match. The best one she’d ever had. And it wasn’t even over. Couldn’t wait to see what Chloe would be following this up with, what she would have to try on her next, if she’d be able to figure out a way to counter it and throw it back, or-

”Sin, are you okay?”

Really?

The referee was between them again, checking on the blood, wanting Sin to open her mouth and make sure there wasn’t any serious damage. Interrupting the match. Again. The crowd hated it, and for once, she was on their side. This was the second time she’d been stopped from enjoying her meal, and she’d taken about all she could take. Somebody had to get hurt. Right now.

Sin reached up, grabbed the referee by the hair, and rammed her stupid face into the bone of her knee as she rose, sending her flopping over to her back in a daze. Surprised, clearly, she looked back at Sin with pleading hands. ”Stop! Wait!”

Despite not having a very vast in-ring history than most wrestlers, Chloe was far from a total amateur in the ring. And she was far from being clueless wherever she can and cannot get away with when in the ring. She had been in the wrestling business way longer than many would ever be. Her family was in the business after all. She had seen it all. From amazing competitors to incompetent referees. Chloe has seen some worse ones in her lifetime. Ones that call the match way too early and the crowd and competitors are cheated from a good match. Ones that call the match way too late and there are injuries that could last for so long.

And this referee is one of the worst.

Cause few would actually barge into the competitor to the point where she fell onto her butt. Chloe was shocked. And she was slightly mortified. This was the third time that this referee interrupted. The third time. The audience was getting restless as if they were cucked and Chloe was interrupted from having a good moment seeing Sin being crushed under her better foot.

Apparently the cause of concern for the referee was the blood that Sin spat out. Chloe hit that axe kick harder than she realised. But that is not what's on the ex-commissioner's mind. It was the fact that there was an unnecessary stop once more. She was pissed.

And so was Sin.

All of a sudden a knee shot up towards the face of the referee and she flopped over to her back, right in front of Chloe who remained on the floor. Of course, her attention would be focused on Sin, pleading the Korean for mercy. She was just a referee of course. Just doing her job. A crap one at that. And it was at this point where she has forgotten another person that was behind her.

And Chloe would suddenly grab the ref by the hair, her legs stretched out in front of her peripheral vision before her head was yanked towards the blonde and those thighs clamped onto her neck for a headscissor!

As much as she hated this referee, she had to admit, she was one of the better pleaders she’d encountered since she started fighting. Definitely one of the better referees in that categories. Most of the time they just broke into babbling, spitting out a bunch of nonsense that really didn’t make much sense. This one was fairly coherent, though, which was good. It gave her something to mock.

”’No, please, don’t!’” Sin pouted with her impression, before letting it all fall away. ”Not bad, but you can do better than that. Try and offer me something. Beg harder. Hold up your hands and pray, fucking love it when they do that.”

Sin started to close in on the retreating referee, contemplating what she could do to her. She was in good shape, better than most of the black-and-whites. Could probably take a good beating, at least for the minute or so it would take for security to mobilize and get down to them.

Before she could act, though, Chloe took the initiative on the situation, getting down and shutting the referee up with those long, lethal, lean legs of hers. While Sin would miss hearing her cries, the sound of her gagging was a decent replacement. Plus, it brought with it certain possibilities.

”Keep her still.” Sin smacked her lips, raised her foot up, and brought it down hard into the referee’s face, stomping her again, forcing her to choose between using her hands to fight the scissorhold or protecting her face.

Chloe could have finished things off. At least she believed so when she had Sin reeling from the axe kick. And it would have been a moment she would watch back and just enjoy seeing her beaten and with her standing on top. That would have been the case, had this stupid referee not came in and ruin things. 

So of course it makes sense she would take out her frustrations on the one that wronged her.

Thought she looked better than most zebras that she had seen, even more so when she's there pleading for mercy, for someone to intervene like she did. Only problem is that these two were not in the forgiving mood and the referee made a big mistake retreating back and not remembering the other person that got an issue with her.

Chloe's legs wrapped around her head right and she wasn't holding anything back once the pressure set in. "With pleasure." Chloe replied. The referee thought things couldn't get any more worse. Apparently it did once Sin stomped her right in the face. Again and again and again. Chloe raised her hips, bringing her head up and also putting more crushing pressure on her neck. A cruel smirk was seen on her lips, watching the referee struggling to choose between shielding her face from the stomps and prying her legs apart, not that it was possible. But since she was struggling, Chloe could make her mind up for her.

Reaching down, she grabbed at the wrists of the referee, pulling them away so that she'll be forced to deal with both kinds of torture. Her toes curled and she watched with curious glee. "Won't be doing a lot of praying like this, I'm afraid."

The crowd was surprisingly down to see an ‘innocent’ women get mauled in the middle of the ring. Oh, there were some scattered boos here and there, and she could already hear the announcers calling for security to get down there and do something about it. She was sure there would be fines in her future. Public statements that this was not what the AFW was all about.

And she could not have conceivably cared less.

That fact was readily apparent as she stomped away on the referee’s face, making sure to get in some good hits on the nose. She took advantage of Chloe’s help and made the most of it, grinding her foot hard, really getting all of her weight in there.

But it wasn’t enough, not nearly enough. Chloe was being creative, really using her legs to torture her, so it was only fair that Sin try to meet her there. She wasn’t exactly a submission specialist, but she did have a few ideas.

”Let’s see, let’s see…” She muttered as she switched her focus to the woman’s legs and sat down at her feet. She’d seen this done a few times. Just had to move this leg here, go over through that one, thread the needle, and…

Viola. Figure-Four. An effective one, if the woman’s screams were anything to go by.

Fines? That's nothing for Chloe, she could care less about that. In fact she probably would expect nothing less than a slap on the wrist once she makes her claim on how incompetent this ref was. But all in all, nothing very severe. Plus the majority of fans were down for this kind of display, so who was she to deny the people that are baying for blood? 

So Chloe would carry on, knowing she had a certain time limit until security came down. Her own bodyguards knowing that they'll have a job on their hands should things get crazy. She raised her hips up, bringing the ref's head up and offering it to Sin as she stomped to her heart's content, which in turn, had her legs flexed harder on her neck. Taking her arms away makes it much worse for the referee, taking all of the punishment. She was going to pay up for her transgressions and pay up she will. 

Sin would apparently go for something else, meeting both women at their level literally, Chloe catching the Korean mumbling something as she went into her next plan. Moving those limbs around in place, one leg hooked over there and hey presto, she has a figure four leglock. Very nice.

"First time?" The blonde would ask Sin about the move as the ref would get a brief respite. Chloe's legs stopped with the crushing pressure. "And what else shall I do with you? Let you go? Hmmm? You'd love that wouldn't you?" She said, looking down into her eyes. It might be a relief for the referee but with her arms trapped, it was far from over. Especially as Chloe would bring them up to her chest.

Bringing her right leg up, she would smash at the woman's front. Ribs, belly, wherever her heel could land was fair game. The left foot however had a different assignment as it would raise up, bringing it towards her nose just to pinch it with her toes. Once the right foot was done pummeling the poor woman, it would rise up to join the other foot in covering the mouth too.

Sin nodded in response to Chloe, not giving her more than that for the moment. Yes, this was her first time using the move - at least, in a real match. She’d experimented on a few less-than-willing participants in spars, here and there, but this was the first time she’d actually tried to make it work when it counted. The move worked with her sensibilities, something that emphasized the power of her legs and gave her something to rub up on. So, while she preferred delivering the strikes, there was plenty to love, here.

She worked in tandem with Chloe, doing her best to link up with her opponent’s efforts. Whenever it seemed like she was easing up, Sin would crank on the pressure, twisting and bending the legs in directions they were never designed to go.

It was definitely her first time sharing pain like this, and on paper it was the sort of thing she should’ve hated. She’d never been the sort to double team, wanting all the suffering for herself.

This was new, though. It was nice. She could get used to it.

Or she would, if not for the security goons storming their way down the ramp at this very moment. Buzzkill.

She sighed and gave the hold one, final jerk, before letting go and rolled up to her feet, landing in a crouch. She thumbed over her shoulder. ”Company.”

Not much of a talker but, that suited Chloe just fine. At least for the moment of torturing the poor referee. But the nod gave enough of an answer. Chloe knew it was, she had been in the business long enough to know what a person looks like when they are trying out a new move or a hold. More skilled and trained submission specialists are much slicker in applying holds though Sin wasn’t far off. With more training, she will get better. Though like Chloe, she suspected strikes were more her thing. Taekwondo practitioner and all that.

Surprisingly, despite the fact that they were beating up each other not long ago, they worked well in tandem. Sin focused on the pain side of things while Chloe was more on humiliation with her moves. There was some synergy evident here whilst they had the referee regretting being in this match. Chloe wasn’t against the idea of a double team but it had to be with the right person. And Sin is that right person.

But there was much to enjoy. Luckily for the trapped zebra, Chloe wasn’t stomping her face as Sin did. But the way those feet of hers were positioned did not bode well for her either as it was still enough to make breathing much difficult. Chloe could get used to this, and her facial features feel just nice. She couldn’t wait to test how well that mouth is.

That is until the goons would come storming in and decided to cut the torture session short. Buzzkill indeed.

Sin would notice as she broke the leg lock first, leaving Chloe to release her right after. A bit more dignified in rising up to her feet as security came rushing in. Though Chloe didn’t seem all too bothered, giving an exhausted sigh. The ex-commissioner gave a look to the two bodyguards that are on either side of the ring, not saying much but they got the message. Soon as security would come near the ring, the two large, burly men came in to block their path. And it would be clear to the goons that they weren’t gonna let them get inside. Chloe dusted herself, walking over to the Korean, not before giving a sharp slap to the referee’s cheek with her sole. Something for her to remind by.

“Now now, there’s no need for more to get hurt, boys. We were gonna leave, right?” The blonde looked to the Korean with a smile.

‘Friend’.

It wasn’t a word that Sin had ever used on anyone in a long, long time. Maybe she had one when she was growing up. She was fairly sure she could remember playing with someone on the edge of her mind. Couldn’t remember a name. Couldn’t remember if it was even a boy or a girl. Could remember that their relationship ended with her grinding said individual’s face into the dirt. A fond moment, one that was brought a wry grin to her face, even now.

But a friend today? That was something she couldn’t quite parse. She’d never met anyone who really shared the way she looked at things, who enjoyed the things she did. And she was fine with that. Content to be a lone wolf.

But now, for the first time, she was faced with a chance to do something a little different. And she had to admit, she wasn’t quite hating it. There wasn’t a good reason to go throwing the ‘F’ word into the mix just yet, but she could tell that the potential was there.

She was prepared to do a little fighting out of the ring, kick her way out, but Chloe’s goon squad got in the way before that could happen. She stood up and canted her head to the side, not sure what to make of that - kind of a new concept, having that sort of backup. Wasn’t sure she’d like it, but she wasn’t in a mood to question it at the moment. Today, just for today, she would let it slide.

”Yeah.” Sin gave her a sly look as she stepped on the referee’s body, a quick insult to injury. ”Yeah, we are.”

She gave the nod to Chloe and followed behind her with a casual stroll, eager to see where they were off to.

It just occurred to the blonde that this is actually the first time she'd actually used these two burly men to do what they are, y'know, supposed to be doing. Chloe could guess that they were itching to get some action, provided that those goons want to be brave and try to get past them. But from the looks of things, they don't seem to like taking their chances. Especially with two women who have no qualms beating down on men in the first place.

She looked back at Sin, mostly to check if they were still on the same page. And Chloe can admit there's something there with her newest... Companion? Aquatintence? Suppose she'll have to sort that out. Once they get out of here, that is. "Good. Now, would you be kind as to move out of the way?" The ex-commissioner turned her attention back to the security goons.

Chloe would slip from underneath the top rope, the bodyguards making sure there is no funny business whilst giving Chloe the heels she came in. She was always quite particular in not walking barefooted at ringside. Bit of a quirk. Not too out there, she'd like to believe. Once they were on, she's walk beside the two big men, parting the crowd of security as they walked up the ramp and passed the curtain, just so they'd move to backstage. Not on the shoulders of those giants but still walking proud. She didn't walk out with a loss. But she didn't walk out with a win either. But that didn't lower her spirits however. 

Besides, there was much to talk about.