Face/Heel

"Shit!" he cursed as his leg was really in some pain now. He started to squirm around, sweat dripping down from his body onto the mat as he started to panic a bit from the pain. His ankle was really feeling sore right now while his leg was being squeezed by a pair stronger than his.

After his striking, he felt that her hold loosened up a bit but then his opponent started to shift herself and protect her legs from further strike. The prince, meanwhie, tried to pull his leg back towards him to try and get free.

The damage to his leg was pretty apparent on the arrogant little mans face as she crushed it between her even as she moved around and gave up some control. Though finally he found his oening and started pushing up to get her leg free.

Acring quickly Layla let go and rolled away so she wasnt cauht in anything unpleasant following his freedom and pushed herself up to her feet while looking st him. A more confident smile on her face.

As he felt that her hold loosened up a bit the prince pulled his leg back towards him to and managed to break free from that awkward ankle lock and squeeze. That bought him enough time to roll back towards the ropes when Layla let go and backed up, just in case she didn't catch his flailing legs.

As the prince backed up the ropes, he grabbed at them and pulled up on them to slowly drag himself back up on his feet with his leg limping a bit from that awkward squeezing and twisting as he glared at his opponent.

"Wow your pretty tough. The last oerson I put in that hold cried and screamed for me to let go. Though she was a trainer not a prince so I doubt she had anywhere close to your level of toughness. I should really ask my manager for some better trainers." Layla kept talking like she wasnt struggling in this match, a good way to keep Daisuke at the same time.

Smirking she pushed off the ropes and moved closer to the prince. "So you wanna keep going. I realize im probablly taking up alot of your precious time and this has been fun." She said doing another curtsey again, looking to see if the man would take the out or keep going.

Her speech sounded a little patronising, Daisuke didn't know whether there was genuineness in her words or not. Despite being an apparent "rookie" this woman had proven she was no joke, she certainly knew her way around the ring and she had done alot of damage to the prince's leg as he limped around grabbing the ropes. He shook his leg a couple of time, glad Layla didn't press the advantage. His body glistening in sweat under the gym lights.

He then felt her presence again as she moved closer to the prince, looking to get frisky with him with her small talk, as the two stood face to face.

"Maybe you do need tougher trainers...Urgh.....yeah this has been a good spar but I haven't made you tap and I haven't tapped either so, perhaps we can continue this private match until one of us.....submits?"he grinned, adjusting his briefs before extending his hand for a handshake.

He wanted to keep going? And until there was a submission as well? She could work with that, though something tells him that he wont be so easy to fool anymore. Even if he still buys that shes a rookie he wont be taking it as easy as before now that she has done some damage.

"Okay, I almost made someone tap out in a match before but they were pretty stubborn about it and passed out instead. This may be a spar but it should probably be treated like a match right?" she said giving him a handshake in return.

The wrestling prince was really eager to find out something, he wanted to figure out who was the better wrestler was between the two after a spar. She clearly knew her way around the ropes, more than he give her credit for and now it seemed they were gonna wrestle until one of them gives up!

"Heh that's interesting but I have no intentions of tapping or passing out" he said as they two shook hands. His body was quite sweaty from the heated spar, as they parted hands he backed up into his corner, grabbing the towel that hung over his corner as he wiped his face, chest and abs to dry off the sweat before turning around to face his opponent, adjusting his briefs a bit as he raised his hands and started to crouch a bit, going back to the middle

"That's right. This is a wrestling match now" he grinned looking to lock up with her in a grapple

"Well duh..its a wrestling match now silly. Why would you be interested in tapping out? Unless your some kind of masochist or whatever, not that there's anything wrong with that though." Layla continued to play innocent to try and throw off Daisuke for as long as possible, even if it finally started to click in his head she would continue to play her part. If it only to keep him fooled for another minute or two it would be worth it, just like every second she could fool someone was completely worth it.

Once again they would lock up with him taking a more serious stance. He wasn't playing around so she couldn't afford to be either if she wanted to win. Even a measly spar was important to her in the long run. Trying to keep control she would attempt to twist his arm and hold it while she put pressure down to slowly bring him to his knees.

"Well urgh......you know what I mean!" he said rolling his eyes at her before shaking his head at her alleged innocence. Daisuke still had not completely caught on to her act as she still managed to convince him she was just playing a nice girl and so their spar turned into a wrestling match.

Once again they grappled up and Daisuke pushed forward, looking to push Layla back towards the ropes but Layla wasn't going to let him easily push her around, she instead grabbed at his arm once more and twisted it to lock in a wristhold and put Daisuke down to one knee as he groaned in pain.

" Grughh" he moaned as he tried to use his other arm to grab at his opponent's wrists.

Pulling on his wrist Layla got the early advantage of the little grapple and tried to keep it as she wrenched on his arm. He grabbed her wrist and tried to keep her from pressing the attack as she moved her arms around a bit in an effort to shake his grip off her wrist.

Deciding to change things up she would bring her foot up and use it to push it down on his thigh to keep him down while she attemlted to twist his arm behind him.