Eliza Harenwood vs Lia Harrison

The ref had only got the one count on Lia when Eliza had gone for the pin attempt, the ballroom girl thought "She's probably been in the ring longer than I have, that would fell someone who wasn't a wrestler."

But regardless of her opinion on her opponent Eliza was starting to feel a bit exhausted, like all the moving around had tuckered her out. It was kinda understandable though, she hadn't put herself to the full test like in a wrestling match before. So with that in mind Ms Harenwood would take a deep breath and find herself crawling away from Lia, again all of it was taking too much out of her.

Once she'd taken two or three deep breaths Eliza would get back up, however she was letting Lia get her breath and probably her bearings. Eliza was starting to worry, just a little. That Lia could go to the proverbial tenth round, while she just might gas out.

(Sorry, forgot about this, too much stuff going on)

If Lia were to guess, Eliza wasn't too used to fighting much, she was a bit too graceful to be someone who spent all her days kicking and whatnot. Which wasn't to say that she wasn't good, Eliza's kicks packed a lot of power and speed, much more than she expected from a ballroom dancer.

Lia caught her breath, thinking of what she could do against a faster, more agile opponent. She got up, not completely rested, but she didn't want to give Eliza too much rest. "So... again, I guess?" Lia said in a questioning tone, although she was already moving back towards her foe, and quickly pouncing forward, she'd need to surprise Eliza if she wanted to catch the nimble dancer.

(Nah it's cool)

Eliza was busy trying to catch her breath after the explosive offense that she'd used, what she didn't expect was Lia to get back onto her so quick. With Ms Harenwood looking away Lia had done a sneak attack, thus leaving her caught unawares.

"Waaa!" Eliza said as she felt Lia pounce onto her, pinning her to the mat. The ballroom girl was rather taken aback by this and was blushing a small bit, Eliza was panicking a little here. And would try to squirm her way out from under Lia, but if the albino girl was fast enough then she could stop Eliza in her tracks.

Lia sort of felt bad for being sneaky like that, but it seemed like the only way she could have gotten anywhere in the match. Eliza was fast, and trapping her might have been impossible otherwise.

Lia wasn't great on the ground, but as long as she could keep Eliza from using her legs, she figured that it would be fine. The body contact was slightly uncomfortable, but Lia would ignore it and focus on keeping Eliza trapped, Her dancer foe began squirming around, so the albino wrestler would have to push down on Eliza's shoulders down, her weight pressing down on the dancer's upper body.

With Lia pinning her shoulders Eliza found herself not able to move effectively, this was what she was hoping wouldn't happen. Her ground game was rather poor, and this wasn't the position she wanted to be in. But at least she didn't have her back on the mat, otherwise it'd be a pin.

But what could she do now? Not much it seemed, she could try and wriggle sure. But other than that she was helpless for the time being.

((I need to remember to click on the Tension board more >->))

Lia decided not to go for a pin straightaway. Eliza was already trying to push her off, odds were that she wouldn't make 3 seconds in any case. Instead, Lia would grab one of Eliza's hands and try to flip her onto her stomach. Eliza would have her chance to escape here, but Lia hoped she wouldn't get the chance in this short interval.

Assuming Eliza didn't get free, Lia would move to sit on top of her dancer foe's back, putting her hands under her chin and pulling up, setting up a rahter painful reverse chinlock.

(Nah it's fine. " title="Smile" />)

Eliza was normally a quick sort of girl, she would often be seen running around the garden of her home at a young age. But it seemed the quickness was failing her tonight, you could be the fastest in the world but a single mistake would cost you.

She'd have made an attack back at Lia, but with her grabbing her hand and the height difference. It wasn't very favourable for the ballroom girl, so she had went and tried to get near the ropes. But it didn't look like that was going to happen, as the albino girl had sat on her again. And boy was she feeling the pain as her neck got pulled up.

Normally that wouldn't have been a problem, after all Eliza was a skilled dancer so flexible stuff wasn't usually painful for her. It was just the problem was Lia was putting pressure on her chin and neck, that was the kicker.
"Ugh!" Eliza groaned out, she was getting worn down here. Her fingers desperately trying to claw towards the ropes, they looked so far away as the noble dancer gazed at them

Lia never liked doing this: putting someone through a painful hold like this, listening to how much it hurt them... Why she decided to go into this career path, she'll never figure out. But now wasn't a time to rethink her contracting, now she just had to deal with Eliza.

Eliza's hands were getting a bit too close to the ropes, it would only be a few seconds before she would get to them... What could she do to slow her down? Lia didn't pull back any harder; she couldn't have even if she wanted to - and she didn't. So Lia could only keep up the pressure of the chinhold, taking as much out of her in these few seconds as she could. "S-sorry about this..." the Canadian would whisper to Eliza, not feeling good about what she was doing to her.

Eliza couldn't really hear Lia right now, cause she was getting her neck cranked back and was occupied with her own pain. She was nearing the end of her tether, the ropes looked oh so close and yet so far....

"Ngh.....gh...." Ms Harenwood muttered out, her fingers stretched as far as they'd go. And still she was short of the ropes, and her rope was running out too. She was just too short of it, and the pain was only getting worse...

Eliza would slump in the hold, her gas tank was on E. Her hand now dropping from the outstretched form and it was now lightly tapping the mat, she reached her limit. "I...give, please let go.." she muttered out, Eliza's lack of endurance was her main weakness and that cost her here.

Lia wasn't expecting that. Eliza had seemed so full of energy a minute ago, and now she was giving up?

Well, she wasn't going to question it, Eliza would probably be the best judge of whether or not Eliza was tired. Her arms released the tired girl, and Lia quickly moved off of Eliza's body. She gave a smile and a small wave to respond to the crowd's cheers, but her attention was focused more on Eliza's downed body.

"H-hey, you alright? D-does it hurt much?" Lia didn't really think she was going to win tonight, even towards the end when she had Eliza trapped. The snowy-skinned Canadian offered a hand to the dancer to help her get up.