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The Dasher Challenge : Part 3 - Too Close To The Sun

Kei was momentarily caught off guard by the sheer bad of his...wit? Was it even that. If he hadn't come across to her as an old geezer before, he sure did now. Dad jokes had no place in the wrestling ring, Terada rule #187. She slipped a pinkie under her eye, pulling down her lower eyelid enough to display the gross red beneath and stuck out her tongue at him. "Nyeh!"

At the bell she was forced to scramble, out of position. As she brought her arms up to meet his hold, she had already been shoved roughly back, tumbling head over heels until she finally hit the ropes and flopped back onto the mat. She blinked, pushing herself up to glare at Dasher through the tangled mess of her bangs falling around her face. Kei slammed a fist into the mat... And immediately regret it. She twitched, rising slowly as she shook out her hand, drawing in a sharp breath through her teeth.

He was stronger than expected. Way stronger. Of course he only got lucky just then. Taking a cheap shot on her like that. Obviously he was intimidated by her. Why else would he refuse to fight her head on? She surged with confidence, firing herself up as she stomped the canvas.

"Nice one Cro-Magnon Man, who taught you that slick move, your landlady?" Kei was quick to stay mobile when she got to her feet, trying to straighten up her outfit if given a breather. She wasn't the fastest thing, but was small enough to remain elusive if Dasher came at her looking to follow up.

Regardless of who came at the other, she would move to close the distance, standing low she would attempt to dash right up to the beastly man, throwing herself down to slide along the mat into his legs. She kicked her legs wide, twisting her body as she tried to bring him down to the mat with a simple drop toe hold. Cowards think only with their legs so that they may flee, Terada rule #152. "Ikuzo!"