John Carnaby vs Zoey Hamilton - A lesson in patience

John knew that his opponent was likely going to rile him up from this point on, no doubt Zoey would try to play mind games with the master of creation and get him to give her a weakpoint. Based off her reactions to what John had done earlier, well then so be it. Mr Carnaby had dealt with his fair share of troublesome women, Lucy could wind up John like there was no tomorrow. The master of creation wanted to see how her actual wrestling skills were, he had been trained the hard way by his boss Ryan who had cut his teeth on the indies. John was a former tag champ and was pretty confident in his abilities.

Zoey seemed taken aback by that sudden smack, that was just the start of her lesson in manners. She would pay for making the mistake of letting John get himself back up, Zoey liked the mind games but perhaps was too focused on doing so. The master of creation sent the bluenette for a loop with his Irish whip, it was just to set Zoey up for the next part the master of creation had in mind.

Once the bluenette came on the rebound John would go for a good old arm drag takedown, using his upper body strength to take Zoey down to the mat. If the master of creation was successful in this move he'd try and get in behind her and slap in a full nelson on her, the key in John's style was submission holds and ground work and it was time to try and get Zoey into the place that John wanted.

When the rebounding Zoey finally reached the master of creation she would be thrown into yet another tango with him, although this time it would end even worse for the bluenette as she had one of her arms hooked by his before being flipped down onto the mat, prompting her to let out an annoyed groan. Before the Scot could get back to her feet though John would trap her arms and lock her in a full nelson, admittedly this was quite a difficult hold for Zoey to work with as it restricted her arms and so stopped her from just powering out.

After a pained groan and a slight struggle from Zoey the bluenette would yet again open her big mouth. " It was pretty smart of you to restrict my arms, afraid that I might be stronger than you otherwise? " Zoey would taunt, as she attempted to move her body from side to side just to irritate her opponent and distract him. Although Zoey had planned to change up her style, it seemed she would go back to her usual game-plan of trash talking her opponents, truthfully there wasn't much strategy behind it but it tended to distract her opponent's and so by chance one of Zoey's natural strengths ends up helping her more than she probably would realise.

While she was struggling Zoey would already know what she wanted to do, as she was tossing and turning her body to try and make the hold hard to maintain she would wait for him to loosen up the hold a little bit. If such an opportunity presented itself then the bluenette would suddenly bend her body forward and to the side in an attempt to force John to give up the hold, even with her struggling and distracting though it would still be possible that John would be applying to much pressure on the hold for Zoey to escape in the way she planned. If so the Scot would just show off her stubborn side as she continued to toss and turn in order to make the hold as troublesome to maintain as possible.

John was known for his technical style in the ring, being able to grapple with the best of them and keep them in place. He had always preferred this method of battle, regardless of the height and weight of the enemy the master of creation could control his opponent's movements and make them play to his pace. The motions that John had done just now had been practically second nature to him, almost reflexively even. Much to the chagrin of Zoey quite clearly, who was probably taken aback by John's sudden slapping in of the hold.

Still though being the person that she was Zoey couldn't help but make yet another snide remark towards the artist, perhaps out of reflex John just cranked further on the hold. Zoey commented on Mr Carnaby being concerned about how he might not be stronger than Ms Hamilton, John leaned in close and stated "I think not lady, simply using my good approach." this woman certainly talked. A pity it wasn't the sort that the master of creation liked, no matter. John would simply do what he did best and whittle his opponent down more and more.

But Zoey based off what John knew of her wasn't likely to sit there and take this strain. John grunted quietly as the blue haired babe rocked the proverbial boat in an effort to get out the full nelson, the artist's practise in grappling meant that he'd keep a good grip on Zoey. However the young man knew at this length in the match it wasn't going to last long, once Zoey's shaking about got too much John would release her and roll with the momentum to try and get some distance. Though he felt like he'd gotten one good there against her and hopefully that was just a sample of things to come.

Zoey would let out a groan as the pressure of the hold was increased, it brought a moment of silence from the bluenette but wasn't quite enough to dissuade her from running her mouth. After a while of struggling John would finally release the Scottish lass and create some distance, Zoey would take a moment to recover as she stretched her arms and turned to face John again. " If that's your game then you're going to be in for a long match. I don't tend to tap out m'lord " Zoey would say, grinning as she mocked her opponent's more sophisticated speech.

After Zoey had completed her obligatory mockery she would proceed to pace towards John, slowly and cautiously moving towards John before suddenly lunging forward and trying to lower herself a bit just to make herself harder for John to catch. If the bluenette's sudden movement was successful then Zoey would attempt to fully stand again with her body so close to John's that they would be touching, before then pulling her head back and throwing it forward as she tried to land a solid headbutt on the master of creation.

Zoey in her previous matches had always put her all into larger wrestlers, but after enough matches she was starting to realise how much of a disadvantage her thin frame and almost kawaii worthy height put her at. But if there was one thing the Scot was good at it would be an improvising brawling style, in the moment Zoey had just came up with a good idea to perhaps get an advantage over opponent's who were larger than her and she was quite curious to see how it worked.

John knew that Zoey had to feel this, the master of creation was a skilled user of various submission holds. He certainly knew his way when it came to grappling attacks, but being the stubborn sort that Zoey was she wasn't going to sit idly and take it. Not while she was still very fresh, but Mr Carnaby felt that he was giving her a taste of his style of fighting and what he'd get going if he could.

The bluenette though didn't leave well enough alone and got a snide remark in, however John actually smirked at that one. Lord felt rather posh after all, even if Zoey had the intent of being snarky with it the term was appealing to the master of creation. "I'm no stranger to going the distance my lady, if I must persist in getting your surrender then so be it." John stated, if Zoey was going to keep this up he'd simply do so back. He considered himself patient after all.

Eager to try and continue on dictating the pace of this fight John had chosen to advance towards his opponent's position, Zoey though suddenly moved forth and out of reflex the young man got his hands out to try and grab her. Or rather where she would have been, Zoey then suddenly got up and closed in. John felt her bust up against his highly toned upper body, the momentary lapse spelled disaster though. Because Zoey promptly headbutted the master of creation right in his idea dome!

"Oougf!" John grunted out sharply, the jarring strike had made him stagger back several steps before falling down in a rather clumsy fashion. On instinct he checked his nose, thankfully not busted with John's hand then moving to his forehead while muttering out with "C-Cheap....." that sneak attack rattled him there and left John at a bad disadvantage here......

Zoey would let out a slight giggle when she watched John stagger back and complain, before immediately running towards John after he staggered backwards and trying to spin her body before attempting to throw a vicious clothesline towards the master of creation, aimed right for his lower collarbone and upper chest. Truthfully the bluenette was a bit uncertain if a normal one of her clotheslines would take the big man down, and so hoped that a mix of her surprisingly impressive strength and the momentum of the turn would be enough to take the staggered Jon to the mat.

If Zoey managed to land her hit then she would take a quick moment to boast now that she was somewhat in control. " Can't handle a pretty little lass like me huh? should I be a little bit less rough with you. young sir " the bluenette would say, smirking as she looked down at the hopefully grounded John, making certain to hold her head a bit high so she could physically look down on him as she teased the man.

It was rare for Zoey to face a male wrestler and even more so than when she was against other women she felt tempted to tease and irritate them as much as possible, so much so that she couldn't help but scrap her previous idea about turning over a new leaf. In the Scot's opinion the face of absolute annoyance on the face's of her victims was too pleasurable for her to strive for anything else.

John was expecting Zoey to have reeled back a little from delivering a headbutt to him, though perhaps the bluenette was just used to it. Or if John had a chance to be snarky he'd claim it to be because of Zoey being thick headed, but at present he didn't have the chance to say something along those lines. Because Zoey just clotheslined him right out of nowhere, the suddenness of it all led to the master of creation being knocked down to the mat and looking rather splayed out before giving a light cough.

Zoey of course took the chance to rub in the fact that she'd gotten one over on Mr Carnaby at this point, which earned an annoyed grunt from John. This girl was just being a right brat at this point, she'd been stronger than she looked too. John looked at the outwardly cute girl and frowned at her words before saying "A little less rough? Well I can't help but be disarmed by your cuteness my dear....." with a twinge of sarcasm at his opponent. Zoey looked cute but was anything but. John knew what her game was though, trying to get into his head. He wouldn't lie he was getting irked, but John had dealt with Lucy's tantrums more than enough to learn how to handle them.

The master of creation rolled onto his belly, taking a moment before suddenly aiming to try and take Zoey by surprise. John would lunge right into the bluenette and wrap his arms tightly around her before springing backwards and letting go of her with a release belly to belly suplex! He might have tried to bearhug her, but the earlier attack that Zoey had inflicted on John nipped any sort of idea relating to that in the bud. If Ms Hamilton was going to try and show off her power well John would respond in kind!

Zoey's smirk would be plain as day when she heard John's response and watched the man roll onto his stomach, waiting patiently in a way that was clearly a slight mockery since her earlier behaviour didn't match up with the etiquette she was currently showing. The bluenette would wait patiently for the man to make it to his feet, but would be surprised when he in turn also did something uncharacteristic by charging the irritating Zoey and grabbing the woman before she had time to respond. " WH- Hey!" Zoey would yell out, before then feeling her opponent's arms wrap around her for a moment before he fell backwards and propelled her behind him, slamming the bluenette into the mat in a belly to belly suplex.

" Gah!" Zoey would cry out, before letting out a subtle growl as she rolled around a bit on the mat. Without much else options the bluenette would just try to push off the mat and get into a sitting position, she could take hits but a surprised power move like that was sure to take it out of anyone. " Aren't you being a bit rough to your dear?" Zoey would tease, yet again latching onto certain words and using them as ammunition to try and get back at the master of creation for his sarcasm.

Zoey may have just lost control of the match, but she wasn't too bothered by that fact. After all she knew that she could take a lot of hits and tended to focus on getting into her opponent's head somewhat early in the match. Since the Scot was still seated she would watch John closely, she knew she was quite slow and figured she would just be launched again if she got up, so instead the bluenette would just wait for John to make a move, planning to try and counter the man rather than attack him outright in her current position.

John was a rather patient man, his preference for submission holds meant that he usually had to whittle away his opponent to obtain victory. However Zoey was certainly enjoying testing the master of creation's willingness to put up with her antics, this woman was reminding John more and more of Lucy. Had she set him up for this? John sure didn't hope so, but there wasn't any time to waste on debating this subject. Because currently Mr Carnaby was hoping to give this brat a lesson in manners by the time this match was over. In spite of his submission preference John was also more than capable of playing the power game.

Zoey got tossed like a caber by the master of creation, who promptly spoke afterwards about being rough. Continuing to play the word game, John tilted his head to the side as he looked at her from his nearby prone position after the suplex. Stating "Oh please, your a big girl aren't you?" the master of creation spoke politely even though he knew Zoey was putting on that teasing and sickly sweet attitude on to rile him up.

But it was true, now that John had gotten Zoey knocked down it was a good chance to get his ground game setup. The master of creation would get into a crouching stance to try and establish his vertical control over his opponent, he'd then lunge at Zoey and attempt to slap her into a lying down front facelock to keep her grounded. The ground game was the best game for Mr Carnaby, plus he'd be able to annoy Zoey even further with his aptitude in submissions......

Zoey would wait and watch with surprising patience as John responded to her, smirking as it was somewhat obvious she had a response in mind but wasn't going to let it out yet. Instead the bluenette would wait until John was about to lock her into a face-lock and would take advantage of their positioning to push her feet against the mat to throw herself towards John before attempting to push the man backwards into the mat as he was crouching.

If Zoey's admittedly juvenile plan worked then she would attempt to re balance herself into a stable crouch before then throwing her body towards the downed master of creation, trying to land with a cross body of sorts where her body would lay against hers. " Oh, if you wanted me on top you could have just said, you didn't need to go through all this set up " Zoey would tease, before then attempting to manuever herself atop John so she was straddling the man, with her rear pressing against his crotch.

By this point it was somewhat likely that John would have the time to retaliate, but if Zoey had managed to been quick enough or charmed the man with her womanly body enough to distract him then she would bend forward and wrap her arms around the man's head, trying to pull his face deep between her barely covered breasts.