Jean vs Juniper

His groans and gasps tell her that she must have been doing something right. The redhead would continue to bite down on his heel. She had been able to turn the match around to her advantage and cause Jean some serious pain. Juniper grinds her teeth into his heel, and her hands pull apart and twist his toes.

But, she didnt think that he could also play as dirty as she did.

Her hair was now found to be pulled by the French man. It made her let go of the bite at the least so she could yell out in harm and cries out: "Ow ow ow ow ow ow!"

Jean let out a sigh as heavenly relief flooded his foot now that the jaws of Satan were no longer clamped around it. Apparently she didn't like how he played dirty either, and he felt a twinge of satisfaction in paying her back.

But this was not how he wanted to win, so Jean made sure to roll away when he let go of Juniper's hair. Getting back to his feet, he wiped the sweat from his brow and watched Juniper carefully. No way was he going to let that crazy get near his feet again.

"Didn't like that, Frenchie?" Juniper chuckled as she got up, wiping her mouth with her arm. "And you were so close to tapping out for me...." Crazily, she licked her lips and put her arms up.

"Don't run off on me yet, either. I just need to give ya a few more bites and this match is mine...." Juniper started to approach Jean.

Jean rolled his eyes at the crazy woman, like he'd ever tap to something like that. Even if it hurt, nobody could live down the shame that was giving up because someone bit you.

"I hope you know a good dentist, because if you bite me again, you're going to lose some teeth" Jean warned, rolling his neck around. His body ached in several places, but he felt like he could still finish this. She had pretty good stamina but he could tell they were both beginning to tire, which meant he needed to secure the win sooner than later.

Jean was wary of Juniper when she approached, not engaging right away but instead circling about just outside her reach.

"OOOOOOH! Lose some teeth, you say? Well, I Hope that you have someone to translate for ya after I knock the words outta ya!" It wasnt the best comeback, but juniper was running low on steam and a bit heavy-breathed. She laughs at Jean; it was obviously weaker than her other ones prior.

She put her hands up high, joining them together to thrust them down upon Jean's head. If he were to lean back or move back to dodge, she would try to strike his chest with the double axe-handle. But of course, he could move to the side.

Jean rolled his eyes for what felt like the umpteenth time this match after listening to Juniper's comeback. He almost felt bad about it, at the least no one but the two of them and maybe the ref could hear it.

Jean kept his eyes on Junipers hands as she raised them up, at first thinking that she was going go challenge him for a test of strange. An odd choice at this point in the match, but Juniper's style was unorthodox to say the least. However, Jean was mistaken and instead she tried to bring them down over his head.

Jean swung his head out of the way and began to side-step, but it seemed Juniper was a bit faster. She channeled the momentum of her swing into a second strike and with that one she was luckier. Her double-axe handle slammed into his chest, knocking him back quite a few steps as he tried to keep his balance.

"I'll give you something to roll your eyes at!" She out of frustration. She didn't really care for his rolling eyes, and wanted to knock him so hard off his ass that his eyes would be forced to roll around. And she may have done that if that first attack landed in his head.

It missed, though. Juniper immediately threw her arms towards Jean's chest with as much force as she possibly could; which was a lot.

"Hhrrgg!" She growled heavily, watching Jean fall back a bitwith a smirk.

Jean fell back hard onto his tailbone and then back, sending a highly uncomfortable jolt of pain through his spine. And this seemed to be the kind that lingered even after the immediate hit. By this point he really should not have been surprised how strong Juniper was, knocking the wind out of him for longer than he expected.

Jean dry-heaved a few times as he turned over onto his chest. Damn that axe-handle hurt...

She panted heavily through grittes teeth. Juniper watched him deal with that pain, watches it sink in. Now he knew her strength, if he still had doubts before. All that was left was to teach this boy his place.

After Jean turned over, Juniper stepped over his back to stand over him. She then grabbed his legs from behind and pulled them up in a boston crab variation. She would lean forward. "Give up! I fall forward, it'll break your back!"

Jean's eyes widened at the explosion of pain his back and did his best not to yell out. He'd known that the boston crab was effective because of how much it hurt, but having it happen to you seemed like it was 1000 times worse.

Jean desperately reached forward towards the ropes, stretching his arm as far as it would go. Of course that only made the move Juniper was killing him with hurt worse, but a rope break was probably his only escape aside from tapping. If he could just reach that stupid rope....!