Karen Starring vs. Stone - A Change of Pace

Stone was on her back, hurting, in the middle of the ring. She knew what was coming, and she didn't have to wait long before she felt a familiar body dropping on her and heard the referee's count.

"2...!"

She jerked up as soon the second count hit, breaking the pin. The woman had done some good damage, no one could doubt that, but Stone had earned her nickname for a reason. It would take much more to keep her down for a full three, and she made that clear when she gave the woman a quick, defiant slap in her face.

Karen couldn't even pull off Stone before she felt the slap, her face going wide in shock. She promptly rolled off, her facing turning quick to rage, as she shot a quick glance at the ref after what she felt was both a slow pin, and a dirty slap. Nonetheless, she got to her feet, reaching for Stone's hair; she'd pay for that slap if Karen had anything to say about it.

The referee just nonchalantly shrugged as she looked back at the bigger woman. "What? Slapping's not illegal."

Stone was glad for the little intermission. It wasn't much, but it gave her some time to get her bearings back. As she was pulled up, her hair grasped tight in the giantess' grip, she reached up, grabbed her head, pulled her chin down to the top of her skull, and then dropped flat on her butt, trying to hit her with a jawbreaker and start turning the tide back in her favor.

The counter Stone threw was a typical one, but an effective one, one that hit. Karen's jaw connected painfully, her teeth snapping shut from the impact. She released her opponents hair, stepping back, clutching her jaw. She needed a second before the numbing would fade.

The jawbreaker wasn't much, but it was a good start. The woman was stunned for a golden moment, open to anything Stone could do, and she was going to make the most out of the opportunity.

She didn't bother getting all the way back up to her feet - time was precious, and the less she wasted, the better. Instead, she rolled over to the mystery's woman's side as she stepped away and shot her leg out, putting one on both sides of her body. Stone caught her calves between her thighs and twisted around, trying to make the towering titaness fall flat on her chest with a drop toehold.

Karen wasn't injured bad, and there was no lasting damage to her jaw or teeth, the move hurting more because it came out of no-where, and it was a sharp pain.

Karen easily fell for the swift trip, but thanks to her hands being out, fell on all fours. She gave her chin a quick rub with one hand, before trying to shake her tripped foot free, expecting Stone to go straight for a leg hold of some form.

Stone's plan had been to catch her with the drop toehold and move on a single leg boston crab from there, really wrench her in the hold. Her mystery opponent saw it coming, though, and gave her some stiff resistance - if she was looking for a submisison, she'd have to go above and beyond just to lock it in. Nothing came easy in this match.

She let the leg go free, but there was no way she'd ignore the opportunity altogether. As soon as the hold was released, Stone popped up and pounced towards her opponent, coming down towards her. She spun around in mid-air and tried to bring her elbow down right in the middle of her spine, using her own weight to hammer it in.

Karen's foot was let loose pretty easy, to Karen's luck-a limb hold could easily slow the big women down, and draw some of that strength against her. As she brought a hand to her knee, ready to stand, that harsh elbow came crashing down, forcing the previously silent blonde to let out a shriek. She tried to brace, defiantly holding her position and simply refusing to be knocked to the mat.

She may have showed some endurance, but damn was that elbow sharp; Karen knew she'd be feeling that for a while. She'd try to nudge her arm back to shove Stone off, giving her chance to stand and retreat.

Stone was almost shooked when her opponent made an actual noise, even if it was a forced one. She'd been so quiet throughout the match that she was starting to assume that it might not even be her choice. Maybe she was mute. But no - sounds could come from her mouth. She was just being stubborn.

The mystery woman shoved her off, clearly wanting to get back to her feet, and that was 100% fine with Stone. Hell, she'd actually help her get up, grabbing a wrist with both hands and pulling her back to her feet. Of course, she only did that so she could twist around and see the blonde flying off to the corner with a harsh Irish Whip, but at least she helped her up in the first place. "Off you go!"

Karen would of offered some resistance, if her spine hadn't just been figuratively stabbed. Hell, she could of probably stopped the whip altogether, if she wasn't hurt. Instead, the huge blonde went flying into the corner, the speed of the whip not giving her time to turn-her front colliding with the turnbuckle.

Her previously slapped chest flared up briefly as it collided with the padding, the impact of which sent her stumbling directly back, a bit wheezed, towards her foe.