A Steel Town Girl on a Saturday Night...

...was that all? Typically, when an AFW girl tried to throw stakes in, it had to do with sex or making someone kiss something of temporary slavery. Blossom probably would have washed Jessica's shirt without a fight, if she'd asked nice enough.

But okay, she could play that game."And I need to work on pinning bigger girls, so if I can get you for a three count, you must... Blossom stood up, thinking for a moment, stroking her chin. "Buy me a KitKat bar." The best she could think up on short notice. Plus, she really was craving one from the snack machine.

She dropped down and tried to take Jessica head on this time, plowing into her and looking for a tie up.

"We're on!" was all Jessica could muster before Blossom flew at her. Jessica saw her bull rush forward in an attempt to engage her. Jessica shifted her body to the left and brought her right arm down across Blossom's neck in attempt to cinch a choke. Sure, it was a little serious for a spar, but she suspected she could get the guillotine. Laundry was only the beginning, she thought. Maybe if Blossom wanted to keep going after she was made to submit, she could get her shirt too.

Blossom gasped and gagged as she fell right into the trap, as Jessica's powerhouse pythons squeezed the life clean out of her. She'd admired that muscle a moment ago, but now that she was up close, she could feel the strength. Quite impressive.

She gritted her teeth and struggled in the hold, fighting for any gasps of breaths she could get and only stealing a few. Growing bold - or desperate - she pushed back and tried to ram Jessica's back into the turnbuckle.

Jessica'felt herself getting pushed back. She collided with the turn buckle and grunted. Jessica could not help but release the hold for two seconds. Maybe Blossom could wiggle out of it to safety. If she couldn't, Jessica would double down with the hold and launch a strike or two with her free hand at Blossom's back.

Blossom managed to drink the bigger Jessica back, by some miracle, but getting free was another matter.

She tried to get free, but the two seconds she had for it weren't quite enough and she got wrapped back up, her back rubbing hard against Jessica's chest. To make it even worse, her struggles were rewarded with hard hits in the back, and this spar was starting to feel notably unsparlike.

Blossom fought back her cries and pushed forward, grabbing Jessica's arm as she went. She bent down and tired to throw her over her shoulder with a classic judo toss, hopefully enough to drop the violent violet on her back.

Jessica's arm was wrenched down as she was throwing another blow. She found herself being picked up by her opponent and tossed over her shoulder. Judo toss. Formulaic, cliche, and perfect for this situation. Jessica was too caught up in the moment to see it coming. Her head crashed into the mat followed by the rest of her body crashing down. She rolled onto her back and steeled herself once more. She wondered if the woman would fly at her like some brunette bomber. If she didn't it would give her an opportunity to practice her ground game, even if she started out at a disadvantage.

It was a sloppy move, and Blossom nearly fell over on top of Jessica right afterwards, but the crazy thing worked. For a precious moment, she was standing while Jessica was on her back, laying at her feet, vulnerable and probably about as helpless as she'd ever get. So, now what?

It was tempting to drop down and hit her with an elbow drop, but that wasn't Blossom style. Besides, she figured something a little more substantial was in order. Getting on the ground with a girl like Jessica was risky, but Blossom wagered it was worth the danger. As long as she could stay mobile, she could slip out of the giant's grasp if things got too hairy. In theory.

She dropped down to her knees, grabbed Jessica's head, and tried to get her into an inverted facelock, squeezing down hard and putting that upper body training to good use. She could only win through a pin, but this was a good way to start on that.

Jessica's head was pulled up into Blossom's armpit and she felt her neck bent into an incredibly painful position. For a second she flailed her arms. If she still had the leg strength she could try to push Blossom back or even try to do a flip like little Miyumi could but that wasn't an option. Blossom's arms felt like a vice grip around her neck.

Stop. Breathe. Don't panic. OK. Jessica groped around Blossom feeling for her chin. She grabbed it and did what she could to force it up. It wasn't the most technical move she had in her arsenal, but she thought it would stretch out Blossom's neck and force her to loosen her grip.

Blossom powered down on the hold as Jessica struggled, every bit as wild and ferocious as the tigress she acted like. Blossom couldn't say she cared much for the girl's cocky attitude, but she backed it up with real skill. Outside of Death Bunny, this was turning into the most fun thing she'd ever done in wrestling ring, and it wasn't even an official match!

Things were looking good, which meant they weren't meant to last. Blossom tried to squirm her head away as Jessica searched for it, but that wasn't going to happen with the size difference. Sure enough, Jessica locked on to it and pushed Blossom's chin up, making her neck stretch.

She groaned for a few seconds before letting go and falling on her back, all while she growled under her breath. She rubbed her neck with one hand and grabbed the ropes with the other, pulling herself back up.

Jessica gave Blossom a few rolls of distance before springing up herself. That hold was just what she needed. Adrenaline flowed freely through her veins and every breath was long and drawn out. Her heart pounded in her chest. A manic smile flashed across her face. There were no fans and no referee. This was wrestling, pure and simple. Dominate. Win. "Not bad, I guess." Jessica hoped the woman standing across from her picked up the teasing tone of her voice. This was just a spar and neither of the women were pulling any punches.

After the hold, Jessica felt alive and invigorated once more. "Kimura." she stated simply. "I've decided, that's how I am going to get you to yell out in pain. A kimura." She had been in a kimura and knew just how painful it could be. She looked forward to applying it to this woman as she had never forced anyone into it before. She got into her fighting stance and crept forward.