Haruko vs Cristina

Haruko cringed as Cris crushed down quite hard, and was actually a bit thankful her arms were trapped. When Cris's gripped loosened a little, she tried to take advantage of it, and tried to slam her head into Cris's hoping to make her let go after taking that hit.

The impact had Cris seeing white, and her grip slackened, allowing the Neko to escape without resistance. Her natural instinct took over, and she tossed a sloppy punch where she thought Haruko to be, lurching forward. Even though she had been in wrestling before, she hadn't expected as many hard contacts in this match, especially given the nature of her foe and the little research she'd managed to do. 'Whatever it takes, I guess...'

Haruko plopped down to her feet as Cris let go of the grip and she quickly tried to step away from her, thankfully missing the blow. Taking advantage of this, she would try to flop to her side and grab Cristina's legs with her own for a toe drop hold to try and send her down to the mat on her front.

"I can't lose-" Whatever sort of determined declaration she was going to make was cut short as she stumbled, her leg swept out from under her and causing her to fly onto the canvass again; this time face-first. Her nose and breasts exploded in the most pain, although every part of her hurt on contact. She clutched at her chest, and could only fear her nose was broken or something, although she quickly reached for it and confirmed it wasn't. She was beginning to get a taste of what real wrestling in this business was going to be like, and honestly, the taste was fairly bitter.

Even though this, her determination let her try and roll directly away from Haruko, trying to create separation and a bit of breathing space to prepare her next attack.

Haruko tried to follow up right after as Cristina was feeling her nose. If Cris rolled away in time, she would start getting back up as well, but if Haruko was quick enough, she would land on Cris's back, and would try to pull Cris up in a camel clutch and pull back on her head while trapping her arms over her legs, causing pressure to her back.

Although Cris didn't see the attack, she had guessed a follow-up was coming, and managed to avoid the Neko just in time, probably sending her stumbling or falling. She would use whatever time she had to get to her feet, turn, and go once again for Haruko, The Mexican sought to knock her to the canvass but pull her to a sitting position, to prepare for one of her finishing moves that had proved effective in her Texas adventures.

Haruko frowned as she missed her, and climbed back to her feet, and braced herself for the mexican. She then saw her running for her again and this time tried to dive roll out of the way, and tumble back to her feet away from her opponent.

She felt a bit disappointed, but knew it was probably going to take some more tumbling before she could get Haruko where she wanted her. After missing, she continued on, letting her back hit the ropes and bouncing her in the opposite direction, heading once again to pretty much run over Haruko. Her head continued to throb from the damage it had taken, she was getting sore, especially with her continuously bouncing breasts after they had hit the ground, and she was ready to inflict some payback on the kitty. If successful, she wanted to take her to the ground in a joint lock like an armbar, legs wrapped around her arm and torquing it.

Haruko braced herself as Cristina bounced off the ropes towards her. She tried to catch her as she slammed into her, but Cristina proved to be too much, and she ended up falling to her back with a loud grunt. Before she could do anything else, however, her arm was grabbed and pulled into an armbar.

"Ghn! Arrghhh! Let go!!" She hissed as she tried to free her arm.

"Sorry, but I can't loose on my debut match," Cris grunted, pulling on her arm as her legs squeezed and twisted, finally having the satisfaction of being in control of her opponent. This was every ground wrestler's dream, and she was taking full advantage, making sure she would feel this in the morning.

"Come on, Haruko, give up," She groaned as she exerted herself, feeling her sore body respond but also a bit of fatigue creeping into her muscles. It was probably easier for her to hold out than her victim, though. She wasn't paying attention, either, as the cat girl's hand happened to end up on her ample chest, and the crowd made sure to encourage this sort of thing with a bit more cheering.