Elimination Chamber: Neske Alapo Vs. Gabbie Desjardin Vs. Etzlicoatl Vs. Serina Kashibara Vs. Akiha Kosha Vs. Belinda Northman

Gabbie was almost on her feet when she watched Etzlicoatl heave the dirty blonde at her. Gabbie held out her hands to catch Serina, almost thankful for the young Mexican to serve Serina up like that, but then when Eztl crashed into them, she was right back on the canvas, unbalanced by the girl pile.

"Rrrrrghhh!"

Annoyed by the chicanery so far, Gabbie pushed her hands against Serina while Etzlicoatl screamed for the count. With all her strength, she flexed her toned arm muscles and pushed upward, trying to heave both girls at once off of her and break the count before it even started.

"Grrrrrhghhh!"

Before the ref could even get down to start counting, Gabbie (probably the strongest of the girls in the cage, and certainly the most fresh at the moment) had kicked out, sending bodies everywhere.  Etzli flailed, falling back on her butt, and scooted backwards with wide eyes and the dawning realization that perhaps she should've waited until a pinfall was an absolute certainty to betray both sides.

Particularly now that Gabbie was right there, and probably annoyed at her.

"Um," she said, as eloquently as possible.  Her voice was quavering slightly.  "Let us, uh....d-declare a....truce?"

Once she had broken the pin, Gabbie only took a second to get a look at the other girls and get their positions. With an annoyed scowl, she lifted her legs up as she heard Etzlicoatl speak. She didn't really have any words to say to the young woman but she knew if she wanted to even try to take down Serina, she would have to at least take Etzlicoatl out of the equation for the moment.


A quick motion and Gabbie executed a perfect kip up. Crouched down, she quickly turned the brief moment of potential energy kinetic and launched herself at Etzlicoatl, hoping that a flying knee to the gob might be the perfect prescription to cure the young Mexican's meddling and obnoxious monologuing for the foreseeable future.

"Um, there is no shame in coming in second to the mighty Etzlicoatl, for I'll--I can bestow upon you, er, many riches, if you decide to NO HOLD ON WAIT--"

Etzli's frantic attempts to stall were entirely in vain, as her would-be victim clobbered her with a knee strike that her flailing arms did not do much to defend. Really, there were two serious blows - Gabbie's knee slamming into Etzli's face, and Etzli's skull slamming into the canvas. The Nahuatl bounced comically in place, actually sitting back up from sheer momentum, and then flopped onto her back, arms spread and eyes heavy-lidded.

Tiny feathered serpents floated in circles around her head, tweeting like birds. She wouldn't be a factor for a while.

Contrary to popular belief, Neske wasn't exactly dead. Far from it, in fact: on top of being a sturdy little customer to begin with, she actually had the rare opportunity to get in a breather mid-match and get her wind back. While the other three girls kicked and threw each other about like ragdolls, Neske was carefully sifting past the shards of glass and quietly back towards the ring. She even considered grabbing a discarded shard and using it as a weapon, but as cornered and scared as she was, that still felt a bit too fucked up.

Needless to say, she had a golden opportunity to pounce as Etzli had been taken down to the level she was just at, and she intended to seize it. Leaping out towards Gabbie, Neske had full intention to wrap her arms over the blonde's shoulders and... do something. Probably lodge her jaw into her shoulder, given how well that worked last time. Hell, if she was especially lucky, she'd even throw a kick or two down at the downed Serina's face, so she could keep up her classic habit of making as many enemies as possible in the shortest amount of time.

Getting flipped around like a pancake was pretty disorienting, to say the least. Serina tensed up as Gabbie leaped over her to knee Etzlicoatl, miraculously avoiding getting stomped on. As it was, three combatants were chaotic enough, but the sudden return of the fourth only added to that.

Starting to get back up, the dirty blonde instead took a surprise foot to the face courtesy of Neske, who was now clinging to Gabbie's back in Etzlicoatl-like fashion, while flailing her limbs about. "GAH! FUCK!" Serina cursed loudly, trying to roll away to relative safely, while clutching at her face in pain.

Gabbie had not given Neske a single thought as she finally shut Etzlicoatl up. The knee was thoroughly satisfying but when she suddenly felt hands wrap around her, she nearly jumped out of her skin. The quick, high pitched gasp was suddenly replaced by realization as she turned and saw Neske only to have that turn into a howl of pain.

"Gaaaahhhh!"

Gabbie flailed like a fish on a hook as she felt Neske's teeth dig into her shoulder. A kick to the crotch from one girl and a bite from another. Gabbie was starting to get particularly frustrated by all of these girls and this completely idiotic match.

The only consolation seemed to be Neske's flailing combined with her own had once again put Serina on the canvas. Needing to do the same to Neske, she tried to take a page out of Eztlicoatl's book. She reached backwards, grabbing hold of Neske's hair tightly, something she would normally not even think of doing, and rushed forward, trying to attempt to flip Neske up, over and off of her and send her tumbling into Serina.

In retrospect, latching onto Gabbie's taunt shoulder with Neske's jaw was not the wisest idea. No, that statement could use a bit of revision. In retrospect, doing literally anything else would have been a safer, wiser, and more effective decision, short of simply waving her arms and shouting (which, to be fair, was definitely still a part of Neske's playbook). Having completely gotten the drop on everyone, there are any number of moves she could have made that would have done more damage and left her significantly safer, and some of these moves were even within her range of skill. But no, in her fogginess, her pain, and her anger at the situation, at Gabbie and her pedestal, Neske went full feral. And now she was paying for it.

The fistful of hair that the bitten blonde most immediately reached for put Neske in enough pain that she loosened the grip with her teeth, enough so that she could properly groan, and then scream as this single focal point was where her entire body was hoisted from. With a sudden "wumph" she found herself landing on Serina's own sweaty, half-naked body sloppily. Saying that the dirty blonde softened her landing was like saying a lion's body could save someone falling into their den. Sure, the impact hurt less than if she had landed straight onto the canvas, but it still hurt, and now she was once again (literally) rubbing elbows with the angriest woman in this whole arena.

Sprawled out on the canvas the dazed Serina felt suddenly disoriented as a shadow was cast over her, but only before a brief moment before the object that had eclipsed the arena lights over her, aka Neske, came crashing down upon her.

"GAHHH...!" the dirty blonde cried out, starting to writhe in pain while violently trying to shove Neske off of her. Unaware Neske had actually left the pod, she was confused for a moment while she tried to figure out who her attacker was. But the moment she did, (while still also unaware this was not on Neske's initiative at all), Serina instantly got angered at the supposed interference, and tried to kick at the girl the moment she got her off.

Once Neske was finally detached, Gabbie took only a brief moment to feel the ridges on her shoulder from the deep bite mark and to check for blood. Gabbie then looked down at the mess of girl before her and scowled.

She couldn't say she was a fan of either of them and wanted to make sure at least one of them wasn't getting back up soon so maybe she could put at least one away before another pod opened. Lifting her taut, toned leg up high so that it was nearly vertical, the kickboxer snapped it downward towards Neske's belly, hoping that if the axe kick hit, both girls would feel it in some capacity.