Keno Anderon and Mion Kiaragi vs Mariko and Yamato Ishii

Keno plowed into the turnbuckle, and hit nothing but the steel. The padding only helped to somewhat mitigate the impact as the Jack of Clubs ran into it with his (Admittedly well toned) chest.

The impact sent Keno reeling back a few steps away from the turnbuckle, holding his upper chest with his arms in an X. Like the stereotypical chilly person, only the pain was searing hot for the Vegas brawler.

Thus he wasn't able to do much when Yamato smashed him in the gut with a spear, aside from trying his best to bear it. Keno braced for impact as he landed on the mat with a heavy thud, things weren't going too well for the fighters of the Vegas Quartet.

"Urgh....heh. If I'm the seat, and she's the coat rack...That makes you the lamp and Mion the table, fucking ikea." the Jack of Clubs grunted out as he lay on the floor, it was aimed at Yamato.

"I'm just....biding my time." he muttered afterwards, Keno still had energy in the tank. But was down for the time being.

When Yamato's spear took the Jack of Clubs down, he immediately sprung back up to his feet and shouted out while throwing a fist up, taking in the crowd's cheers as adrenaline ran through him. But he couldn't gloat forever, a fact that Mariko made sure he was aware of. "Quit wasting time! You've got him down, now stay on him!" Mariko shouted from the corner.

"Right!" he answered with a nod. He then heard Keno's comment, and couldn't help but chuckle. "Well, that's an interesting way of looking at it." he muttered in response.

But now it was time to get serious. Backing up a few steps, Yamato then began to move toward the prone man. Then he leapt as high as he could into the air before descending toward Keno, attempting to drive his right elbow directly into his sternum.

Keno was trying to stall for time, so he could catch his breath. It wasn't going his way, and in the streets being down meant you might as well be dead. The Jack of Clubs needed to get something going and get it done now, if him and Mion lost then Jake being the drama queen that he was would never let them hear the end of it.

Plus this was Keno's debut, and he didn't want to lose if his Mom was watching. The thought made the Jack of Clubs grit his teeth, every second Yamato let Keno stay down was another second Keno could catch his breath.

The Vegas brawler saw Yamato jumping up into the air. "Now!" Keno's mind screamed out to himself, the Jack of Clubs would roll to the side just in time to avoid the attack. Whereupon Keno would grab hold of the near ropes and boost himself up, he knew that Yamato would probably be getting up by the time he did. Only with a numb elbow.

For a moment it seemed Yamato was on his way to landing an easy shot on Keno with his leaping elbow drop. But at the last moment, the Jack of Clubs suddenly rolled away, and Yamato's elbow slammed directly onto the mat. "Gah!" he shouted as pain surged through the limb.

Taking his mind off of Keno for a moment, Yamato winced in pain and clutched at his elbow with his hand. "Tch. Dammit!" he cursed under his breath, feeling foolish for having allowed Keno enough time to recover. Wringing out his arm to try to shake the pain off, Yamato began to climb to his feet.

Keno had gotten to his feet, and had managed to avoid an elbow being driven into his chest. It was looking like the momentum could switch into his favour now. The Jack of Clubs breathed upwards into his hair, and seeing the chance for a counter Keno planned to take it.

As Yamato began to climb to his feet Keno would await till he rose to his feet, and then move close. Not going for a punch attack as he was known for, at least not yet.

No his attack would be a foot stomp on Yamato's left leg, followed by an attempt at his shuffle up and deal combo. Which would start off with a blow to the gut with his right arm, followed by an uppercut to the chin with his same arm. If Keno managed to achieve both strikes he'd attempt to conclude with an elbow to the jaw with his left arm.

Yamato made it back to a standing position and turned to face Keno. But immediately as he did so, the Jack of Clubs stomped onto his left leg, causing him to stumble a bit. "Agh!"

The pain caused from the kick stunned him momentarily, but that was plenty of time for what Keno had planned. The punch to Yamato's stomach, the uppercut that followed, and the elbow to his jaw all hit their marks with full force. Each shot caused the young man to gasp out in pain, and the last one sent him reeling back against the ropes.

Yamato's arms fell limply over the top rope, and this was all that supported him and kept him standing. He was clearly dazed by the strong hits, and could possibly be quite vulnerable to whatever Keno had in store fore him next, depending on how much time he allowed Yamato to recover.

The crowd yelled in surprise at the strikes of the Jack of Clubs, once Yamato was sent reeling back Keno moved away. And looked his opponent over with a hand on his chin.

"Damm, think I overdid it." Keno muttered out. Still Yamato took it better than some people, in Vegas he'd knocked a fair couple of people out with that combo. Named as the fist and uppercut represented the shuffling of a deck, with the elbow being the dealer's hand.

Now the advantage was in the favour of the Vegas Quartet members, Keno decided to keep on Yamato. After taking a couple of seconds to catch his breath once again, the Jack of Clubs reckoned he rung the guy's bell well enough. Keno would then move forward and try and grab Yamato in a headlock, while trying to move him towards Mion's corner.

"Your not bad at this dude, took a hell of a punch right there. I owe you a drink." Keno said making small talk as he did this.

Despite Keno's compliment and the fact that Yamato was still conscious, he had only managed to remain on his feet because he'd fallen with his arms over the ropes, and that was purely luck. In fact, he was so dazed it took him a moment to even comprehend what Keno said.

The Jack of Clubs then pulled him into a headlock, and Yamato's body simply hang limply without any sort of resistance as he was pulled toward the Quartet members' corner. It was likely going to take him a few moments to recover and get a hold of his senses, which seemed to work perfectly in Keno's favor.

Across the ring, Mariko knew just how dangerous the situation was for Yamato. After squaring off with Mion, even though it had only been for a few moments she knew Yamato was no match for someone like her. And his current condition only made things worse. So she shouted out to him, trying to catch his attention. "Yamato, wake up and get the hell out of that corner!"

Keno kept hold of Yamato, keeping him in the headlock with one arm. Mion extended her arm out, with the Jack of Clubs slapping it for the tag. The Queen of Diamonds keeping her eye on Mariko as she got out, not forgetting what she did to her earlier.

"Yeah yeah I'm getting out the ring." Keno muttered to the ref, keeping Yamato held as Mion got into the ring.

Without a word the Queen of Diamonds would move in, grabbing Yamato and aiming to hit his forehead with right arm elbow. If Mion managed to connect with this elbow then the Queen of diamonds would move closer and try to send Yamato to the ropes Irish whip style.

Mariko's words had fallen on deaf ears, as Yamato was still too out of it to even notice she was shouting at him. However, his senses were starting to come back to him, and he saw a blurry image of Keno making the tag to Mion.

"Tch…" Mariko grunted in mild frustration as the Queen of Diamonds entered the ring. She knew Mion was by far a superior wrestler to Yamato even if he were in perfect condition. But his dazed state made this an even more dire situation.

Yamato felt Mion grab him, and was suddenly struck right in the forehead by her elbow. "Agh!" he shouted as his head whipped back. The strike would have sent him stumbling backward, but instead Mion again grabbed the young brunette, this time whipping him into the ropes. Hardly even knowing where he was at the moment, Yamato's body turned almost on instinct so his back would go into the ropes, and he then rebounded to send himself right back toward the Queen of Diamonds.