Hard Velocity Vs. KamiKaze

"Kh..damnit.." Heather would let out as she began trying to get up from the double axe handle. She would hear yelling from both sides, Taylor yelling for Akashi, and Cecilia yelling for a tag. "This is ridiculous. I'm getting my ass kicked.." Heather would think to herself as she felt Akashi lift her to her feet.

Tossed into the corner, Heather would groan a bit before she would see the sumo begin charging towards her. She knew that the collision wouldn't be good for her at all. Gritting her teeth, Heather would attempt to let her legs buckle, trying to drop and fall to the side to attempt to avoid Akashi's charge.

Akashi was like a locomotive and once she got her momentum, it was hard for her to stop. Even though it was such a short distance away, Akashi could build up steam pretty fast. When Heather moved away, Akashi growled and flopped against the turnbuckle, rattling it slightly.

"Hurrr!"

She flopped over the turnbuckle, blushing a bit. "Dammit!" She groaned. She ust hated looking foolish and she was just made to be suddenly.

Taylor wasn't about to leave a break in the action. Heather got out of the way and avoided being splattered over the front row by Akashi, good for her, but Taylor wasn't about to just let her get away.

"I got it!" She exclaimed, as if she was calling for a catch in baseball.

She smacked Akashi across the back, loudly enough that the ref could hear it even if she didn't see it, and then grabbed the top rope and vaulted all the way to plant her feet on it. She sprung off, reaching an impressive height, and turned a careful 3/4 backflip to drop her knees across Heather's back. It was a tricky angle, with her so close to the ropes, but Taylor could hit it no problem.

Aashi grrowled when she was slapped. Not at Taylor for tagging her or for the slap which stung a bit but because she wanted some action. Still, she was happy to have Taylor do her thing and oozed through the ropes from her position against the turnbuckle to give Taylor the free space she needed to smash Heather.

Get 'er, Taylor-san!"

She encouraged as she passed through the ropes and rubbed her boobs a little, just to get them back in fighting form after squashing them against the turnbuckle.

Able to avoid Akashi's splash against the corner, Heather felt a wave of relief come over her. She would hear the girl collide with the turnbuckle instead of her body and knew that her plan worked. Now all she had to do was connect with some move to keep Akashi away for a second before she could tag in Cecilia, her friend calling for a tag.

Suddenly though, she would hear the hard smack of Taylor tagging herself in before turning her body to see the girl leaping over the ropes towards her. "Give me a fucking break" Heather would think to herself as she would push on the bottom rope to aid her in avoiding Taylor's knees coming crashing down on her again. She would continue rolling, getting to her feet afterwards as she would hope avoiding that move had done some sort of damage to Taylor so she could finally get some offense in.

There was that familiar sinking feeling. The thrill of soaring through the air, of smoothly executing a bit of acrobatics, the anticipation of landing cleaning on her opponent, was all immediately spoiled when she came far enough around in her backflip to see that she was going to miss.

"Shit!"

Taylor's padded knees slammed into the mat, not half as forgiving as Heather's body would have been. She immediately tucked her hurting knees under her, infinitely thankful for the thousandth time for her trusty, battle-scarred knee pads, and looked up to spot Heather. It figured that she was heading for Cecelia. Taylor was a little upset that she got away. She wouldn't have minded running the table on them and stomping Heather that quick.

She got up to her feet and shook out each leg, flexed her knees, and punched her knuckles together. She wasn't going to chase Heather into her own corner and risk getting double teamed. She wasn't gutsy, not dumb.

"Go ahead, get on with it. Tag in the Spanish chick already." Taylor said impatiently and put her hands on her hips. "Oh, Cecelia, I think I like your other outfit better." She cackled.

As Heather rolled out of the way, the curse that Taylor let out gave her confirmation that she took the brunt of missing the move. Of course, it would have been better if she didn't have those knee pads on, but you can't have everything.

She would hear Taylor's words about her tagging in Cecilia, causing Heather to look over to her friend in reaction. In reality, she was going to tag in Cecilia up until Taylor tagged herself in again. She looked like a fool up against Taylor up until now, and tagging in Cecilia right after that when Taylor was back in would just make her look even worse. She would give her friend a little apologetic look before she would look back at Taylor

As Heather got fully to her feet, she would shake her head at Taylor, stretching out her leg a bit. "No, I don't think so. I still haven't kicked your ass yet, you think I'd pass up on the opportunity?" Heather would say with a slightly cocky grin as she carefully approached Taylor. She ran the options through her head, thinking of what she could do to put some good damage on the girl, soon finally coming up with a plan.

As she carefully approached Taylor, she put herself in a position, looking as if she was going to leap to the side to try and go for the ropes, however instead she would pull herself back towards Taylor, trying to send a slap to Taylor's face, quickly retreating the opposite way, trying to lure Taylor to follow her to the ropes, planning to then leap onto them, hoping Taylor would be chasing her so she could attempt a springboard beautiful disaster kick to the running girl.

"Whatcha been doing since the bell, chief, biding your time?"

Taylor raised an eyebrow when Heather stopped. What awful tag work, letting her pride take over instead of tagging in the fresh partner, and probably the more capable one, and coming after a fresh, almost unscathed Taylor in Heather's current condition. It was...

And then Heather was coming at Taylor. She put her hands up, watching for Heather to jump, expecting a drop kick or something something like that.

Smack!

"Ow!" She slapped her? She slapped her? Taylor was stunned by the audacity, and by the time she went to go after Heather the girl was already running away. "No you don't, you slut!"

Taylor stupidly charged after Heater, forgetting all about her decision to not chase her back to her home corner in the heat of the moment, and she paid for it. Just when she thought she had Heather stuck, she jumped and Taylor was swatted across the face by Heather's shin. She dropped in a heap, barely getting a hand up in time to keep from face planting on the mat.

This was bad.

As Heather's little plan had worked as well as she could have asked for, She would land on her feet, grinning as she watched her kick connect with the side of Taylor's head and the girl go down directly afterwards. Admiring her work for a second, it would click to her that she couldn't waste any time. She's only landed one good move and Taylor wasn't someone to mess around with.

Trying to keep on her, Heather would quickly walk up to the girl, kicking her leg out a bit as she tried to come down on Taylor's chest with an elbow drop. A simple, but transitional move just to keep her offense.

Taylor shook her head and began to push herself up on her hands and knees. So stupid. She cursed herself again for chasing after Heather to the wrong side of the ring, far away from Akashi, and for letting Heather drop her like she was a first timer.

Heather's elbow stabbed into Taylor's back and flattened her back out on the mat. She arched her back painfully, grit her teeth, and growled. This had to stop. For a split second, she weighed her options, and figured that Heather wouldn't expect her to go for the outside with Cecelia so close, but the seconds it would take her to adjust would go a long way to letting her recover and escape. She rolled quickly toward the ropes and tried to slide out of the ring before Heather could catch her.