Angel Survivors (For HighFly)

Massaging her formerly trapped arm at her elbow, Miko was just as surprised as Suzu that her escape plan actually did the trick. As much as she would like to take all the credit for it, deep down she felt it was only possible because Suzu hardly cinched in the hold. Even without the ease of pressure you would have to be exceptionally flexible in the first place. Who knows if Mikoto could pull that off when the real deal was bearing down on her arm…

Mikoto drew out an extended breath to relax herself after climbing to her feet but her eyes widened to see Suzu immediately dial up the tempo again. With her arms extended towards her sides the priestess followed the Tsunamiâ€s approach rather easily. Turning towards Suzuâ€s direction when she side stepped to prevent her from grabbing her from behind, Miko pivoted off her ankle and sprang forward to make a reach for Suzuâ€s right arm and bending it behind her at the elbow in a hammerlock. Just enough pressure to discomfort and lock her down, but in no way was Suzus real arm in any real danger.

"Oh damn...." Suzumi said as Mikoto easily dodged her way out of Suzumi's plan... and put Suzumi into a hammer lock to boot! Suzumi tried to shift her feet one slightly forward and one behind while reaching up with her free hand trying to grab onto Mikoto's head or hair. Sure, grabbing hair in a spar was a bit cheap but in an actual match this is what Suzumi would have done to free herself.

As soon as she had her footing and hold of Mikoto, Suzumi dipped down and pulled in an attempt to free herself by delivering a snapmare to Mikoto. "Like, sorry about the hair but you are really putting me to work!" Suzumi said aloud, hoping that Mikoto wouldn't view her tactic as a cheap shot.... even if it sort of was.

The priestess wouldnâ€t have the hammerlock applied for long before she noticed Suzuâ€s shifting stance as if in preparation for something. She pressed forward against the Tsunamis back to help steady her position but unfortunately this only made it easier for Suzuâ€s reaching hand to find its mark. Squinting her face from the feel of Suzu grasp a handful of her flowing mane, Mikoto instinctually raised one of her hands and tried to pry her fingers from her hair, easing up on the hammerlock as a result.

With a high pitched yelp the priestess was gracefully flipped over Suzuâ€s back before landing with a short hop butt first onto the canvas with her legs spread wide open. Rubbing her scalp with her other hand propping her up, Mikoto hardly expected Suzu to fling her by her hair like that. Feeling the pressure or not it was still technically an illegal maneuver, particularly peeving Miko as she took great pride in her flowing locks.

“….Itâ€s…Itâ€s fine..nngh..”

Suzumi now had Mikoto sitting in front of her, and she couldn't pass up an opportunity like that. Initially she wanted to use a dragon sleeper... but that move really sucked and seemed way too harsh for what they were doing right now. Instead Suzumi grabbed Mikoto around the chin and knelt down, placing her shin up against Mikoto's back to hold a chin lock in place. Again, she didn't put much pressure at all in it especially since she felt bad about a cop-out to free herself from the hammerlock. In retrospect she should have just turned the tables and engaged Mikoto in a bit of mat wrestling....

Although she sensed Suzu approaching from behind, the priestess was far too preoccupied rubbing her scalp in fear of, god forbid, any hair was torn out. Therefore the feel of fingers entwining under her chin did still catch her by surprise, though not as much as the shin pushing into her back. Mikoâ€s head was pulled upward to the point where she could see the ceiling along with Suzuâ€s upside down facial expression above her ample sized chest that almost rivaled Chris Morgans. Squinting her face in discomfort, Miko absentmindedly start reaching for the ropes before realizing she was in the middle of the ring.

“Nngh….th..this ones…tough…Suzu…” Miko weakly stated while pawing and digging into the fingers under chin.

"Whoops! I got carried away Mikoto, sorry about that!" Suzumi said once she realized that she had actually made Mikoto suffer. Suzumi let her out of the hold and backed away to give Mikoto room to get up to her feet again. Suzumi took the time to fix the side and back of her swimsuit where Mikoto had previously grabbed hold for a suplex.

"Ok Mikoto, lets see what ya got!" Suzumi said as a friendly challenge. She knew she may regret saying that since she was still rusty, but knowing where she stood against Mikoto trying harder and not going as easy would benefit her.... no matter how much of a hit her pride might take.

“Nngh….Ah!!….” Lurching forward with her hand gently rubbing the spot on her back where Suzu planted her shin, the priestess was somewhat taken aback by how quickly the Tsunami relinquished the hold. Despite her protest the priestess was still confident she could overcome the challenge, but that was just her bruised ego talking. Once on her feet sheâ€d turn back to her opponent with a cute pout on her face, hoping Suzu didnâ€t think she couldnâ€t have handled that situation on her own.

“No no, itâ€s fine Suzu. But remember…were going ‘full speed†this time…” Mikoto stated with a laser focused look in her eyes, approaching Suzu and locking up their arms. Pushing back against Suzus body with her own, Miko intended to abruptly let loose enough for Suzu to push her back a few steps to use that forward momentum against her as she attempted to hook her left leg behind Suzuâ€s right and judo flip her to her back in a Ashi Guruma -- Leg Wheel.

"Whoa.. oomph!" Suzumi grunted as she flipped over Mikoto's hip and onto her back hitting the mat hard. Suzumi arched her lower back and grabbed it in pain as she slowly came to a kneeling position, keeping her eyes on Mikoto.

Suzumi reached out with her arms to grab one of Mikoto's legs out from under her to get Mikoto on her back. Suzumi also didn't plan on letting go of that leg, provided Mikoto didn't have any tricks up her sleeve.

Mikoto breathed out a sigh of relief after the basic judo flip landed Suzumi on her backside as intended, somewhat proud of herself now that she regained control of the match. Somewhere along the line the priestess†worries over losing the training bout grew, which would be fairly embarrassing considering she was supposed to be playing the part of the tsunamiâ€s mentor for this training session.

“Wah!!” The priestess hopped awkwardly on one leg briefly before tripping and landing on her own rear again, groaning in discomfort and some slight frustration. Sitting spread-eagled before a kneeling Suzumi, the priestess scooted herself forward a bit until they were chest to chest before wrapping her free leg around Suzumiâ€s waist in a body scissor. She clamped it in as tight as she could given the rules of the match and with her other leg being held, though if Suzumi allowed it the priestess would wrap her arm behind Suzuâ€s neck for another attempt at the submission the Tsunami panicked out of earlier, the front facelock.

"Unnghh!" Suzumi grunted as the body scissor and front facelock were applied. She tried to kick her legs and use her arms to pry Mikoto's arms from her face, but she wasn't having a lot of luck!

Suzumi couldn't help but feel a bit of embarassment. She used to be the one showing Mikoto what to do, and now the roles reversed with the younger woman being in charge. "Part of it has to be me retiring for a while... yeah." Suzumi thought to herself. Deep down as she continued to struggle against the hold to no avail, she began to wonder just how far she'd fallen in the ring. She didn't think she lost that much of a step, but here Mikoto easily handled her and locked her into a nasty hold within seconds of the two going full speed.

Suzumi struggled in vain for a few more seconds before tapping her hand against the mat.