[Pendant Match] Standard: Captains Battel! Adrian Vs. Angel

"Oh no." Adrian said, shaking her head as Angel flashed her the wink, her leg already caught. "NononononononononoAAARGGH!" the cosplayer let out, scrambling not to get stuck in the single leg crab but to no avail, now her bad leg was caught and she was clawing at the ring mat trying to get to the ropes.

Angel leaned backwards, hugging Adrian's leg close to her curvy body as she did so. She held it tight, wanting to put as much pressure on the hurt limb as she could before Adrian found a way to escape the hold. She looked back over her shoulder, down at the cosplayer, watching her struggling to try and get to the ropes.

"Don't think so, chica!" She called down at her, the Latina trying to bend her flexible body back slightly more, trying her hardest to keep Adrian in place so she couldn't drag the two of them to the ropes.

"Gahhh..." Adrian whined as her bad leg was wrenched back and her spine was curved un-naturally, the ropes seeming to be miles away from her right now and her knee was only going to get worse. Groaning in pain, the cosplayer tried to switch strategies, instead of trying to get a rope break, she sent her arms back ward to grab at angel's legs. Hoping to sweep the Latina onto her front and with how their legs had ended up, she'd be able to pull the Red team captain into a single leg crab of he own.

Angel gave Adrian's leg another yank backwards, enjoying having the girl trapped like this.

Trapped, she had though, before Adrian reached back and managed to grab her own leg, pulling it out from under her. Onto her front Angel fell, and up came Adrian, pulling the Latina into the very same hold that she had placed the cosplayer into. A loud groan passed Angel's lips, both of pain and frustration, as she felt her powerful leg bending backwards.

"AHA!" Adrian declared, struggling to keep the Latina in her own single-leg crab, damaging Angel's back and leg. She loved this counter, it was hell on her leg, having to rely on her damaged leg to add pressure but the satisfaction of turning someone's own hold against them was great. But it was time to try something else.

Stepping off but keeping a hold of her leg, the cosplayer turned around and caught the Latina's leg between her own, before going down and slipping her arm under Angel's jaw to trap her into and STF.

"Gurk!" The weird sound crossed Angel's lips as she felt Adrian's arm slip beneath her chin, pulling her back into the STF. Purely on instinct, her hands flew up to Adrian's arm, trying to pull it loose as she was stretched back into the hold, gritting her teeth and trying not to cry out in pain too much, not wanting to give Adrian the satisfaction of knowing this hold was starting to drain her.

Adrian struggled with Angel, trying both to keep the hold on at all costs and wrench back as much as she could afford to, and with Angel doing the smart thing and going straight for her hands, she couldn't pull back a lot. "Let go and tap out dammit!" The cosplayer demanded as she tried to slip out of Angel's grasp while keeping her arms around the Latina's neck. A contradiction in goals that ended with the cosplayer still trying to shake Angel off while her head slipped out of the Chocobo captain's grasp.

As soon as Angel's head managed to slip out of Adrian's hands, the Latina released her hold on Adrian's arm.

"Make me!" She yelled back at the cosplayer. Working quickly when she was free, she tried to buck her body, tried to arch her back suddenly in an attempt to throw Adrian off of herself.

"Wah!" the cosplayer yelped as she was unceremoniously bucked off Angel, rolling out of the ring to catch her breath. Adrian's leg and back still ached somewhat but the match was progressing fairly smoothly now, she'd done some damage, now maybe she could lure the Latina into a few more traps, making sure a purple capsule was firmly tucked away in her wrist band.

Angel breathed a sigh of relief as Adrian was thrown away from herself, rolling right out of the ring. She took a moment to breath deeply, catching her breath then starting back up to her feet. She was feeling pretty satisfied herself, even being as sore as she was. She had roughed Adrian up a decent amount too, and hoped she could continue to do so.

After several long moments, she pushed up to her hands and knees, then up to her feet. Noticing Adrian was still outside of the ring, the Latina took off in a sprint towards her, dropping to the mat in order to slide out of the ring, a sudden baseball slide aimed right for the cosplayer!