Re: Eliza Harenwood vs Clyde Gastin.

by **Deus001** Tue Jul 01, 2014 4:08 pm

Ms Harenwood thought she was getting a lucky break here. But Mr Gastin just had to go and get the last hit in, she felt that knee on her backside for sure. Eliza let out a loud yelp of pain, falling back down to the mat.

"Goddammit...." Eliza muttered out, just cause she was a prim and proper girl didn't mean she could utter out the odd curse word here and there. She slipped up and Clyde got her for it, got her good indeed.

"Fine, I'll give you that one Mr Gastin. But don't expect me to be that frail just cause I do ballroom and ballet." the ballroom girl said as she'd attempt to roll away from Clyde and stand back up.

by Lobo Wed Jul 02, 2014 4:22 pm

Clyde successfully managed to drive his knee down hard on corset clad girl, earning a yelp of pain that was followed by a cuss that made Clyde smirk. "Uh oh. The lady said a bad word. Didn't think you had it in ya, missy." Teased Clyde in a coy manner once again, his tone feigning innocence.

But after striking her. Eliza managed to get herself free and slip out. Clyde didn't pursue, he stood up with his hands at his sides as the girl stood up and shared some more words with him, to which Clyde would scrape the heel of his boot against the mat with a heart-hearted kick while still looking her in the eye.

"Oh, you're a ballerina!" He declared suddenly while pointing at her. "...You ain't got no tutu though." He added, acting like a fool. "And uh... That's kinda what I expect ballerina's ta' be.... Frail." He commented to Eliza before turning to the camera where he would tilt his head, shrug and grin. Like he was sorry and yet he wasn't.

He then turned back to her and got his hands up, slowly approaching her, waiting for her to make the first move, his arms low, expecting her to use her legs. He was ready.

by **Deus001** Wed Jul 02, 2014 8:05 pm

Eliza let out a haggard sigh, it seems that Clyde was attempting to push Eliza's buttons. His comments towards Ms Harenwood and her way of life seemed to be his way of trying to get in Eliza's head, to make her get angry and fuck up. The dancing passion was biting her lower lip in annoyance.

The ballroom girl took a deep breath, she needed to focus. Clyde had already tripped her up once, two more times and she just might buckle and lose. So with that in mind she decided it was up to her to step up and attack, could never win if you always defended after all.

Considering that Clyde looked like he was waiting for her to use her legs to attack, she needed to try and mix things up a bit. Use some agility and fancy moving. So with that in mind Eliza would bounce off the ropes and use the momentum to perform a cartwheel, using that to have her back to Clyde and leap at him with a flying elbow

by Lobo Wed Jul 02, 2014 11:19 pm

Clyde had to smirk as he saw Eliza get all frustrated, it was fun to mes with her and he was indeed set on throwing her off her game by being his usual obnoxious self.

Either way, Clyde kept his arms low, expecting Eliza to use her legs yet again, watching her rebound off the ropes before... Going into a cartwheel? Clyde's eyes widened, he never encountered this before, didn't know how to defend it or what to expect until finally Eliza sprung into him with a sudden flying back elbow.

"Gugh!" Clyde's head whipped back violently, sweat falling from his head as he got nailed right in the mouth by Eliza's elbow, making his eyes cross as he staggered backwards, stunned.

by **Deus001** Thu Jul 03, 2014 7:19 pm

The elbow attack that Eliza fired off wasn't without risk, if she missed or Clyde dodged she'd have her back on the mat. Which probably would have left her open for attack. But thankfully it seems she struck true, knocking Mr Gastin back.

Once Eliza's back hit the mat, she'd get herself back up by bringing her legs up and then flipping onto her feet. Ms Harenwood would then turn to see the cowboy staggering, and she decided to try and continue her offense. Hoping to try and floor Clyde while he was stunned, Eliza would attempt to rush forward and leap into the air again for a dropkick to the chest.

by Lobo Thu Jul 03, 2014 11:50 pm

Stunned by the back elbow enough to make Clyde stagger backwards, he would watch Eliza's tight legs rise up before bringing them above her head, watching her flawlessly rise back up in a graceful, fluid motion. And Clyde was left staring.

"Damn." He'd be lying if he said he wasn't admiring the view and he was, even through the stinging sensation in his mouth, he still found time to admire what was best in life, now he just had to avoid this girl that was rushing him now.

But he couldn't, Clyde took the dropkick square in the chest with a deep grunt. "Hugh!" Knocking him off his feet and sending him to the ropes, catching himself with his arms dangling over the same ropes, looking up at Eliza through the bangs of his messy blonde hair that drooped over his eyes.

"Yer pretty good, missy." He muttered, rubbing his chest, knowing he would have gotten knocked over without the ropes. "My turn." He whispered to himself, waiting for Eliza to stand before he suddenly turned to the ropes and hopped up on the middle ropes with both feet, bouncing off them and turning in mid-air as he flew towards Eliza, trying to hit her across the chest with a springboard roundhouse kick, aiming to put his shin right across her chest.

by **Deus001** Fri Jul 04, 2014 12:24 pm

Eliza was thankful to have gotten those hits on Clyde, something told her that if the fight were to go to the "Tenth Round." Clyde could probably get there, but Eliza just might end up running out of gas.

When she got up from lying on her belly, she was hoping that Clyde would have been floored by her combination attack. But when Eliza turned around she got decked with that shin to the chest, which hurt like fuck. Ms Harenwood's eyes bulged out their sockets as she got knocked back.

"Blegah!" Eliza groaned out as she hit the mat hard, the wind knocked out her sail. Everything was spinning now, Ms Harenwood lifted an arm as if to accept a hand reaching out to her before dropping it next to her side.

by Lobo Fri Jul 04, 2014 4:30 pm

"Boom!" Clyde exclaimed as he smashed his shin into Eliza's chest, hearing the harsh smack as he struck her hard, earning a pained groan from her lips as she flopped to the mat, the crowd giving an audible cry of sympathy for the dancing passion as she fell hard to the mat.

Clyde had landed on his feet and stood over Eliza's fallen form, looking down at the girl as she lifted her arm before it flopped to her side, clearly knocked for a loop. "Gah dang. Overkill." Clyde commented as he looked down at the girl he had just blasted, feeling a little bad but this was part of the game.

Suspecting she was done for, Clyde dropped low and laid over Eliza, putting his chest between the lower part of her chest and her abdomen, his head turned towards her face, keeping an eye on her. From there he would lift her leg via a grip on her upper thigh.

"Pardon." He muttered as he hooked her leg, it wasn't his intention to feel up on her and lay over her for fun but he had to pin her. She'd understand. Unless she was one of the crazy overreacting types.

Either way, the ref girl slid in beside the two and slapped her hand on the mat immediately. "ONE!"

by **Deus001** Fri Jul 04, 2014 10:57 pm

Eliza was reeling from that kick, made her chest bounce and knocked her on her arse. Now that hurt, Eliza knew that. And she thought she had powerful legs, speaking of which it seemed one of them was being hooked here. Clyde certainly announced his presence, making Eliza move her vision from the blinding lights to Mr Gastin.

But Eliza wasn't quitting, she wasn't just going to let Clyde get the win just cause he whacked her in the chest! Ms Harenwood sprang back into action, her eyes focusing up and getting into gear.

"Dep...Get off!" Eliza would say, getting her shoulders up and shoving Clyde off her. Ms Harenwood would then roll backwards and get into a crouching posture.

by Lobo Mon Jul 07, 2014 5:02 pm

Clyde furrowed his brow as Eliza managed to kick out in quite the lively manner, indicating that she was still hanging strong in the match. The cowboy was unceremoniously shoved aside as Eliza turned her shoulders up, leading Clyde to be rolled off of her, but he'd stop himself not too far off from her, managing to sit up into a crouch right as Eliza did. But he didn't pause, instead, Clyde rushed her with an eager smile on his face.

The high flying cowboy lunged from his crouching position, to his feet directly in front of Eliza, where he would try to suddenly bring his arms up around Eliza's head and lock his hands together.

If that worked, Clyde would pull Eliza's head in with his arms, pushing her cheek against his chest while flexing his arm around her head, squeezing her and trying to wear her down.

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