Training kick to the head

Adrian was pretty easily tossed over, falling on her back with an "Umph!", but to the cosplayers credit: she quickly rolled away and sprang up on her feet, though the first exchange may have gone slightly poorly it could be worse. This was still the feeling out stage.

As she flipped Adrian over, Heather would try to get right up on her and continue her assault, but the girl would quickly roll and spring to her feet, halting any attempts that Heather could go for. She would nod her head, bringing her arms up to brace herself again with a little grin on her face. "Not bad. Can always respect another wrestler who knows the thrill of relying on quickness." Heather would say, though jumping to conclusions based on only a couple movements.

After she spoke, she would charge the girl, trying to spin around her and leap up behind her, attempting to connect with a pele kick to Adrian's head.

"Yeah, beats running into people that feel like walls all the time." Adrian said, this was going okay. She just needed to keep an eye on her and not let her get behind crap! not like that! she mentally screamed as Heather proceeded to quickly get behind her, trying to roll away to avoid getting caught in what she thought was going to be an attempt to grab the cosplayer from behind, she got some distance to see the attempted Pele kick from a fairly safe distance.

"That went better than expected..." she muttered to herself, she was down on one knee but hopefully Heather was on her belly. Now she could strike, lunging forward to trap her in a side headlock.

Heather would let out a little snicker, nodding as she agreed with Adrian's words. She knew just as well what it was like going up against someone much stronger than you, it felt like that was almost every match that she competed in when it came down to it. Going for her next move though, she would charge and get behind Adrian, though as she went for her Pele kick, she didn't expect the girl to quickly roll out of the way.

"Wah!?" Heather would let out, eyes widened as she would fall onto the mat on her front. Groaning a little, she would go to push herself up before suddenly Adrian would be on her with a side headlock, trapping her in the hold as Heather would grit her teeth from the pressure, pulling at her arms again.

Adrian had a tense smile on her face as once again Heather tried to pry her off, this time trying to rise with her sparing partner and back her into ropes in a hope to hold her still before abandoning the headlock for an irish whip attempt.

Heather would grit her teeth, letting out a groan as she felt the pressure of the girl's headlock. Her prying didn't seem to be working this time and it was just getting more and more frustrating as she was lifted up to her feet while still in the headlock. Soon though, she would feel Adrian push her against the ropes before giving her an irish whip, sending her to the ropes on the other side.

She would bounce off them, heading straight towards Adrian where she knew the girl was setting up for another move. Clenching her fists, she would try to use her momentum in running to leap up and attempt to wrap her legs around the girl's head and try to hit her with a hurricanrana if she could catch her.

Adrian thought her plan would work, a quick sidestep and a lift up and Heather would be left face first on the floor after a short drop. However, her positioning made it all the easier for her to get trapped. "WAaah!"

Now it was the cosplayers turn to get frustrated, that was the second time she'd been flipped onto her back, and now the extra angle had spun her around. Heather had scored two hits where all Adrian had to her name was that headlock. But for now, all she could do was just lie on her back, get her bearings and hope Heather made a counterable mistake.

As Heather bounced back towards Adrian, fortunately she would be able to leap up and connect with the hurricanrana. She would flip her over in place, remaining sitting on the girl's chest after she was able to land it. She would grin down at her, almost wickedly as she did. "Don't be mad if I make you tap now."

Heather would let out, trying to turn herself around on the girl so she would be facing her feet as she would try to pin her arms down with her legs and knees, attempting to sit back on her face in a reverse facesit position.

The weight on Adrian's chest was not helping her recovery by any stretch of the imagination, Adrian could move her shoulders a bit to avoid it being a straight pin there and then but she was still kind of stuck, and in a good position for Heather to just scoot forward, trap her arms and hook a leg. But what she had instore was much worse. "Don't you Da-mmmmMMMMPPPH!" Adrian shrieked out only to have it muffled by Heather's ass.

The humiliation wasn't the worst part, the lack of air however triggered something deep within her. What little breath she had was going fast as she struggled to get her arms free. Her legs shot up out of desperation, hoping to trap her opponent in a headscissors to throw her off, and let her get some precious air, or more importantly: spring back up to kick Heather right in the head without any mercy whatsoever.

As Heather would scoot back, sitting on Adrian's face, she would let out a little satisfied sigh, thinking that she had her right where she wanted her. Cutting off the girl's air, she was planning on remaining on her face for a while, trying to get her to tap from the smother, instead she would feel Adrian's legs wrap around her head, tossing her off with a headscissors like through.

"Gagh..d-damn I-Kyagh!!" Heather would let out before she would feel Adrian's kick collide with her head, causing her to fall to her side, nearly sprawled out as her head would pound in pain from the kick. "Gh..I-I thought...we were taking it easy!"