SS '14 Hawk and Lioness Vs. Silver Ace and Valley Doll

Valley hit the corner hard, as Jocelyn got some surprising power into the throw. She gritted her teeth, expecting a followup, but she took the moment to gloat and call for a tag. Big mistake. She had scored two kicks and an Irish whip. If she thought that was enough to do the job, Jocelyn was in for an awakening ruder than she was.

Valley started to come out of the corner, when the crowd started to chant. "Ace! Ace! Ace!"

She paused and pointed at her partner. "You want her?" They cheered back, clapping for Ace to come in. That farce of a match at the World Cup left a few of them hungry.

Valley was a little hesitant, not sure if Ace was calmed enough. But Jocelyn wanted it. The crowd wanted it. And, really, she wanted to see her girlfriend beat this mouthy brat around, too. It was a long time coming.

"You got it!" She held out her hand for Ace to make the tag, giving her a firm nod. "Show her."

Jocelyn watched as Valley took a moment to rev up the crowd. Of course Jocelyn wanted to get her mitts on Ace but she wasn't going to wait around for an invitation.

By the time Valley had held out her hand, Jocelyn was already sprinting forward. let them tag, or try to at least. Jocelyn hoped that Valley would be distracted long enough so that Jocelyn could hop onto the bottom rope and grip the top with one hand while her foot shot out past Valley to kick Ace in the head before the tag could ever be made.

She'd get Ace, she was just going to do it in her own way, not the way the crowd wanted or even the way Valley or Ace wanted.

Ace had been watching the match intently, cheering the loudest at the atomic drop Valley had used. When the crowd chanted her name, calling for her to be tagged, she got even more fired up, hopping side to side on each foot as she held her hand out awaiting the tag.

In fact, she was a little too focused on getting the tag, focusing more on that then her opponents, only seeing Jocelyn come in at the last second, the woman's bare foot smacking into the side of Ace's head, knocking her off the apron onto the mat outside the ring, Ace quickly rolling and getting up to her knee's rubbing her cheek.

"SonofaBITCH!"

she yelled, slamming her fists on the mat before climbing back onto the apron, starting to make her way through the ropes into the ring, good and pissed off now, wanting nothing more than to get her hands on Jocelyn!

Jocelyn frowned briefly when it seemed valley was still able to make the tag. However, the loud gasp from the shocked crowd and Ace's unceremonious tumble had made the disappointment quite fleeting.

Jocelyn strode forward purposefully as Ace tried to get in the ring. Jocelyn would go for two big handfuls of Ace's silver bob and try to yank her into the ring and flip her onto her butt away from the ropes.

Ace had been caught as soon as she got into the ring, landing on her bottom with a small "thud" on the mat.

Pain in her scalp aside, the move wasn't that damaging, and Ace was to ticked to care anyway, quickly rolling onto her front and springing up towards Jocelyn, trying to grab her legs and force the Chistralian onto her back, not even bothering with wrestling holds at the moment, Ace wanting nothing more than to start raining fists down upon Jocelyn's body.

Jocelyn smirked as she yanked Ace into the ring and forced her onto her butt. She was going to work the Silver haired girl over quite nicely in front of her girlfriend until she found that Ace's zealousness was just a bit quicker than her desire for humiliation.

The Chistralian was pulled down tot he mat with a hard yank, falling onto her back as she was mounted. She growled and raised her hands to cover the raining fists, hoping to mitigate the damage as best as she could while she squirmed and bucked under Ace's weight, trying to pull her off.

"At last! Revenge! RevengeRevengeRevenge!!!"

Such was the only thought going through Ace's mind as she threw wild punches down upon Jocelyn's body, even as she covered up. Ace had been wanting to do this ever since their so called "match", and was sorely tempted to try it when they ran into each other in the store, but now she was finally given the opportunity to unload, and she was relishing it.

"Fucking Revenge!"

She yelled out, before Jocelyn managed to buck Ace off of her, the silver haired fighter getting up to her feet and charging again, trying to aim a stomp at Jocelyns rib area while the girl was still down, remembering how long it took for her own ribs to recover after Jocelyns stomps and kicks on her.

Jocelyn was doing a pretty good job of mitigating the damage from Ace. Still, the voluminous amount of punches allowed some to slip through, smattering her cheeks, nose and forehead and forcing her to grunt, growl and cry until she finally got Ace off of her.

Jocelyn was panting and once again saw Ace come at he. This time she was going for rib stomps and the Chistralian rolled and rolled and rolled, tucking her small frame and giving the crowd a show of her long, exposed legs as her Chinese dress churned around her. She was rolling towards Allison's corner so maybe the threat of Jocelyn tagging would get Ace to back up long enough for Jocelyn to stand up and recover. Still, this was probably more humiliating than the Lou Thesz Press she was in a moment ago.

Allison remained still in the corner, like a great cat just before pouncing. Her eyes were fixed on Ace, drinking in the sight of her like an aperitif.

Ace had intended to follow after her foe, until she saw where her direction was leading to. Ace still knew nothing of this Allison girl or what her abilities were, and even in her state, she wasn't planning on finding out by running into their corner of the ring. In all honesty, the woman was creeping her out, with her stillness and the way she just stared at Ace. It wasn't a stare she could compete with, nor would she try.

Ace backed up, staying towards the center of the ring, keeping her hands up and and hopping on the balls of her feet, glaring at Jocelyn. Having waited far too long to let this slip by, she wanted nothing more than to get her hands on Joc again.

"Cmon! You gonna fight or you gonna run away!?"