Tatyina Vs. Allison Watson

Tatyina tried to scramble away when she felt Allison release her hold. She cried out when her back was slammed by Allison's boot. A sore spot was starting to develop, a sore ache. She had still been trying to recover her breath from the hold to avoid doing anything further but as she cried out, she swung her legs around and tried to grab onto Allison's wrist with her own. "I don't understand what you mean by that.' Tatyina whispered with sincerity. How could it be anything else aside from a match? She would then try and slide herself out of the ring while keeping a grip on Allison's arm and yank her as well, hoping to tangle the blonde up in the ropes if not simply pull her through and have her come crashing down tot he outside of the ring,

Allison gasped as she was pulled off balance by her feisty little opponent. She fell awkwardly, face first into the ropes, and as Tatyina slipped under them she became stuck with her head and shoulder pressed over the bottom rope and her other arm extended under it. She struggled to pull her arm back in a wriggle it free from Tatyina's grasp, but with the girl's entire body weight resting on just her arm, she couldn't budge her.

"I'm somewhat... less enamored with you now... than I was a moment ago." Allison said through gritted teeth.

Taytina tried to bring her other hand up to hold onto Allison's wrist with both hand instead of one. "I'm sorry." She whispered to Allison. "And for this." She said and lowered her head a bit as she whipped her foot up to try and kick her heel into the side of Allison's head.

Taytina tried to bring her other hand up to hold onto Allison's wrist with both hand instead of one. "I'm sorry." She whispered to Allison. "And for this." She said and lowered her head a bit as she whipped her foot up to try and kick her heel into the side of Allison's head.

Taytina tried to bring her other hand up to hold onto Allison's wrist with both hand instead of one. "I'm sorry." She whispered to Allison. "And for this." She said and lowered her head a bit as she whipped her foot up to try and kick her heel into the side of Allison's head. Maybe that would finally puta chink in Allison's armor and help Tatyina's chances.

"Ungh!" More cheers.

Allison tried to turn her head away but Tatyina's heel still crashed into the side of her face, almost the same spot as the first time. She couldn't fall in her current position, but for a moment she hung loosely against the ropes. She began trying to jerk her arm free with greater urgency, and started moving her legs to try to position them against the ropes to help her pull. This was certainly not the way she saw her debut going. She shuddered to think of the marks that would be left on her face.

Tatyina wincedas her own foot connected. When Allison tried to yank herself free, Tatyina released her grip, letting theBrit go. She turned and sprinted down the apron as fast as she was able to and ran up the metal steps and hopped up to the top rope. She'd try and carefully eye Allison and wait like she was on a perch to see if Allison would keep her distance or would come at her She wasn't going to let Allison just recover though. Ifthe posh blonde backed out of distance, she'd hop off the turnbuckle and run at Allison to attempt a dropkick.

As her arm was released, Allison flopped onto her back. She laid still for several moments, her legs slowly squirming as she waited for her senses to come back. While staring up at the lights, she was blissfully unaware of anything else.

As her senses returned and her vacation came to an end, she realized how utterly foolish it was to lay there and allow herself to be so vulnerable to her tricky little opponent. She got to her feet and turned around, looking for Tatyina, and caught a dropkick to the chest which put her on her back again. She rolled onto her side, on one elbow, holding her chest with the other arm, grimacing in pain.

Adrenaline was pumping through Tatyina as the dropkick connected and the crowd cheered. She bounced forward and swung herself around. AsAllison readjusted herself, Tatyina pushed forward and pushed her chest into Allison's back so she could try and wrap her arms around Allison and put her in a sleeper hold. Soft pants would gently bombard Allison's ear if she got the hold on. "Please just sleep."

Tatyina buried her forearm in Allison's neck. Allison's mouth opened and closed several times, noiselessly, while she struggled to breathe. She could already feel her eyes dim a little bit, and felt the familiar warm feeling that accompanies a lack of blood flow to the brain. She alleviated some of the pressure by pushing her hands against Tatyina's arm, but that wouldn't be enough.

Desperate, she pulled her feet under her, determined to stand up and carry the little girl with her. Her knees wobbled, she felt faint and the exertion wasn't helping matters. She slowly made progress, and with one final push she was on her feet, Tatyina on her back. The crowd and Tatyina both urged her to pass out. She wouldn't give them the satisfaction just yet.