Spar: Momoko vs Sasha

Momoko backed off Sasha. I think I've worn her down enough, she thought. Maybe I can finish this quickly...

She would try for a suplex once Sasha gets up, then following with a pin attempt.

Sasha bowed eh rhead down, shaking the cobwebs away.She flexed her arm anb tried to hit Momoko with a hard swing of her ellbow just an inch beside her naval on the left,hoping to wear her opponent down a bit.
"Not so quick my friend" Sasha hissed.

Momoko grunted from the solid hit she took. She fell back a couple of steps, wincing.

Sasha stood up and walked at Momoko,trying to grab her friends arm.She gave it a short bzt strong twist,leaning back. Sasha pivoted around on her left foot, rearing back slightShe pulled as hard as she could,trying to irish whip Momoko inot eh closest turnbuckle.
Sweat stung in her eyes as she went for the throw.

Having been nailed near her kidney, a very effective blow against even the biggest opponents, Momoko failed to resist Sasha's powerful yank. She let out a sharp cry as she slammed into the turnbuckle back first.

Sasha tried to keep up,charging. She jumped up, turning on her short rush towrd the ropes beside Momoko.Sasha pivoted around midd-airShe slashed around with her left arm,trying to grab the back of Momoko's head.
In the same instance she kicked off from the rope, bending her leg befor her whole body seemed to straighten.Pushing and rushing forward, Sasha tried to force Momoko down in a rough pedigree,trying to drive her breastsfirst into the mat.

Momoko's back ached from the earlier attacks Sasha subjected her to. Now it was her bust's turn.

The sumo fan cried out sharply after she hit the mat. She rolled onto her back immediately while clutching her chest with both arms. "Ooowww," she moaned, tears in her eyes.

"Kuso!" The rightly worried Yatori ran over to her. "Momo-chan! Daijoubu?"

Sasha rolled to her knees and forward, uper body skipped forth a bit. She turned at Momoko and her eyes widened with some shock, she gasped and went pale.
She crawld over to momoko. She had turned forward to avoid hurting Momko's face or breast but as it seemed it had not worked.
She came closer, asking with a trmebling voice:"MOmoko..Momoko..are you all right..? I am suuu sorrie"
She had not intended to hurt or humilate Momoko, she was jsut used to give her max in every match.

"Hai..." Momoko grimaced in pain. She clutched her breasts gently. "I'm... I'm all right... it's all right, Sasha-san..."

"Momoko's never been hit that hard to her chest before," Yatori explained to Sasha. "Don't move," she told Momoko.

"I can continue." The sumo fan gingerly rose. "Let's continue."

"Ora, Momoko," her best friend protested.

"If Sasha-san can continue fighting with her injury, I can, too." She unwrapped her arms from her chest and got into her stance. Momoko looked more or less in command of herself again. "Come on, Sasha-san. Let's go on."

Sasha gave a noss of acceptance and respect. She dropped to her fighting stance, fist leading left as she looked at her opponent and friend carefully. Since Momoko was in pain she waited for her to make the next move.
Sasha slipped her right foot back and bend her left leg,lowering her self a bit to be ready.