Anesthesia vs. Deathbird ~A nightingale versus a baby bird~

The moment Deathbird turned around to throw her punch, the assistant's arm would be up in the air, blocking the wild haymaker. That's the moment that Anesthesia chose to act. She quickly lunged in towards the dark-clad girl, reaching up to loop her arms around Deathbird's. She quickly moved to fold her hands behind the girl's head, trying to lock her completely into a full nelson hold, wanting to trap her and render her helpless within the nurse's grasp.

Deathbird was surprised, but still smirked, when the assistant managed to block her haymaker punch. Having been around a few fights on the streets, she learned that when one person blocks, the other will go in for the attack. Having this in mind, Deathbird tried to grab the assitant's coat with her other hand and throw her at the charging Anesthesia before she got a hold of her. If this worked, she had to keep her guard up. If not, she'll be in trouble.

The assistant's business suit was grabbed, and the woman was flung backwards towards Anesthesia. Luckily for the nurse, she was nimble and had good reflexes. Out of the assistant's way she dodged, tsking towards Deathbird. "Nice try, little baby bird..."

While Deathbird was distracted by throwing the assistant towards Anesthesia, the second assistant would spring into action. Dropping both her briefcases onto the floor, she suddenly reached into the ring, trying to grab the young girl by her ankles to give them a sharp yank, trying to pull Deathbird's feet out from under her so that she hit the mat face first.

Deathbird was so busy in getting at Anesthesia that she didn't notice the other assistant pulling off a move of her own. The assistant grabbed her by the ankles and yanked her down onto the mat. Deathbird grunted wen she landed and turned to see where the assistant. As she was trying to kick away from her, she would try to keep her guard up if the nurse or the other assistant would do anything else.

Once Deathbird was down, the second assistant let her go and stepped back from the ring, smirking gently, while the first assistant moved to slide out of the ring to join her. Anesthesia herself stepped towards the fallen girl, placing her hands on her hips and smiling down towards her.

"I"ll give you one chance, little baby bird. You can give up now, and I won't hurt you. I think I would take the chance, if I was you!"

Deathbird breathed hard as she tried to stand up after that little confrontation with the assistants. Still looking down, she heard Anesthesia offer her a chance to give up now so she won't get hurt. Her head was shaking a little before she stiffled some giggles. Then she started to chuckle as she asked, "Me? Give up so soon? You're joking, right?"

Anesthesia clicked her tongue at Deathbird, shaking her head. "Suit yourself," she playfully teased the girl. Up came her leg, and straight down into the back of Deathbird's head the nurse tried to plant a stomp, wanting to keep her down before she could get back up.

Deathbird would raise her head a little bit when Anesthesia playfully teased her. Seeing that the nurse's leg was raised to stomp down on her head, she would try to catch that leg quickly with both hands to spin her down onto the mat on her back. If this worked, she would also try to jump and land her rear on her stomach to start pounding Anesthesia's face.

Anesthesia felt Deathbird grab at her leg. She raised an eyebrow curiously down at the girl, then the next thing the nurse knew, she was down on her back. She wasn't just going to lie there and let Deathbird have her way with her however; before the younger girl could get back up to jump towards her, Anesthesia would kick up with both her legs, trying to catch them around Deathbird's neck to draw her into a sort of neckscissors hold.

Deathbird was on her way to get at Anesthesia, but the nurse managed to wrap her legs around her neck for a scissor lock. "Nngh," grunted Deathbird as she tried to stand up with her neck being squeezed. But she was also one to be clever as she attempted to quickly turn her opponent over on her stomach and sit on her back. If this worked, she would pull this legs back for a Boston crab to try and make Anesthesia release her grip.