24/7: The Brat Pack (Izzi & Cham Cham) vs. Carmen Rodriguez

"Yeah! Thats what you get!" Izzi yelled obnoxiously as if she were punishing Carmen for something probably only the mischievous succubi knew in her bizarre little mind. Cham Cham rolled away from Carmen, grasping thankfully at the arm which Izzi had saved, luckily Carmen had barely got it locked in when Izzi rudely interrupted.

With The Puerto Rican laying on her front, Izzi moved up along side her and then raised the dumbbell up above her head with body hands before half dropping and half throwing it down straight into Carmen's back again

Carmen wasn't sure what Izzi was talking about her 'getting' anything for, but she figured it hardly mattered. These girls clearly had some problems beyond the physical ones, and she'd likely be doing them a favor by taking the belt away from them. It was only a matter of time before they came across someone who make t his all go a lot worse for them, and Tension had plenty of such people to chose from.

She'd started to make her way up when another block struck her back. Not quite as bad as the last one, but it compounded with the damage and made it all worse. Getting up would be a good idea. Now.

The only question was on how to do that. Since was already at a good height for it, Carmen reached out and tried to grab Izzy's leg, hoping to trip her up and put her flat on her back before she could do something even more painful.

"Hey!" Izzi yelled out as Carmen grabbed her around the back of her ankle and took her down onto her tight lycra clad butt cheeks, her fake succubi bat wings flapping as she went down. Luckily she was able to cushion some of the fall with her hands placed down behind her to keep her propped up in a sitting position. With a fangy grit of teeth in pain and announce, Izzi reared back her other foot and tried kick it out right for Carmen's face.

Meanwhile Cham Cham started to move up onto all fours, the bratty actually ending up being a bit of a handful.

A kick to the face was never exactly pleasant. Even though the one delivering it was a small, bratty woman, the blow still had more than enough for to knock Carmen away and send her stumbling off to the side, right over to the workout area.

She nearly tripped over a workout bench along the way, but that was what gave her a little bit of an idea. As near as she could tell, this was a hardcore match. While weapons weren't usually her style, holding back definitely wasn't, and there were plenty of things around that could even the odds.

Carmen grabbed a 30lbs medicine ball from the side and chucked it straight at Cham Cham, trying to get keep her occupied for a moment while she dealt with the big-mouthed leader.

Cham Cham being a feline was more than used to kitty playing with balls, just not ones that weighed 30lbs. The medicine ball smacked into the side of her body as she stayed on all four, letting out a deep "Ugh!" with the impact.. The outside of the ball was not hard cast and so wasn't as unforgiving as weight might have been, but the weight and force behind the ball managed to knock Cham Cham down onto the hard fall, grasping at her ribs with her paw gloved hands.

Izzi climbed up from the floor, setting Carmen in her sights and charged straight towards her... Lowering her small body down, she aimed to ram her shoulder straight into the Puerto Rican's stern abs while her hands clasped around the back of her thighs.. trying to spear tackle her back first down straight on top of the bench that she had almost tripped over.

Not exactly an official wresting technique that Carmen was employing here, but frankly, she was of a mind to work with what was at hands. The two little munchkins had already shown they had no problem geting sneaky when the opportunity presented itself, and she couldn't afford to throw any less back at them.

She took her eyes away from Izzy for just a few seconds, and that was all that it took for things to get turned around - by the time she centered on the little blonde, she'd already brought the fight back to Carmen. She took a hard hit in the stomach and got knocked right over the bench for a nasty fall, crashing hard on her back with Izzy on top.

Izzi had Carmen over a barrel.. Or bench rather..

Having speared her down onto the top of the wooden unmoving bench, Izzi lifted her shoulder up away from Carmen's abs and then sought about moving over to straddle the bigger woman's belly.. Keeping the Puerto Rican bent awkwardly backwards over the wooden bench.

"Where in the world is Carmen Sandiego? In a world of pain, that's where!!" Izzi exclaimed down at her foe before rear back her arm and then aiming to thump down right across Carmen's chest with a couple of elbow/forearm drives

It happened. It finally happened. Carmen knew it would happen, sooner or later. She thought it would take a lot longer than it wound up being, but after a year of being in Japan, what she knew would occur...occured.

Someone finally made a joke about her and Carmen Sandiago.

She had just enough time to roll her eyes before the elbows hit her chest. Izzy managed to get a lot more power into the blow than Carmen would've guessed. It genuinely hurt - not the worst blows she'd ever taken, but it would become problematic if things weren't turned around. Soon.

After the second blow to her chest, Carmen reached up, grabbed Izzi's head, and trying to pull her down into a headlock. It would be awkward with with their position, but it would be better than taking unadultered blows to the chest.

Izzi smirked confidently as she looked down at the other woman laying in the awkward position... It had been a damn funny joke and she would have to pat herself on the back after the match, certainly even Carmen had to appreciate it... But that wasn't why she was smirking.. The smirk was the mischievous succubi grin she got when she noticed something that could be exploited, like how right now Carmen's breasts would make the perfect double bull's eye for a dual elbow attack.. But before she could put into action one of her most devious plans yet, the tanned woman reached up to grab around the back of the blonde head.

"nh!" Izzi grunted out as she was sharply yanked downwards, her cheek bumping and grinding down the outside of Carmen's bust as she was pulled under the bigger woman's arm for the headlock. A short sharp gasp of air blew across the side of Carmen's torso and ribs as Izzi felt Carmen's bicep press in against the side of her face

Carmen was tempted to ask the referee whether or not she had to knock them both out at the same time to win that way, but she kept that thought to herself - she probably would've gotten a similar answer as last time, really, and she had more pressing things to worry about. Like what Cham Cham was doing.

If she had Izzi locked down, that probably meant her partner was gearing up to save her soon. She could see the pattern, here, and she needed to break it - do something to shut them both down at once and work them both over. So she kept the hold on Izzi tight and stood up off of the bench, searching around for the tiny catgirl - if she could catch sight of her, she'd spin around and throw Izzi right at her, turning her body into a makeshift projectile weapon.