The Imp's Playground (Iyaya vs. Erin Quinn)

Clad in a purple and black sports bra and trunks, Erin patiently waited backstage while her opponent made her entrance. While she already had fought against a guy in the gym, this would be her first official tension match. She was excited to see who they'd put her up against. She noticed though that the cheers from the crowd seemed quieter than usual and when she peeked outside she was underwhelmed by the crowd size. She wouldn't be discouraged though, this just meant that she'd be giving people an EXCLUSIVE show that they'd go home and tell their friends all about.

Soon I'm Shipping up to Boston began playing and it was time for Erin to make her entrance. She came out from backstage and waved to the crowd. She'd go over and give a few of the closer audience members high fives before running up to the ring and hopping over the ropes. The crowd wasn't the only think Erin was underwhelmed by. "Y...you're the other fighter?" She'd ask, a bit confused to see someone so much smaller than her in the ring. She looked around but didn't see anyone else. "Huh...Well ok then. Good luck then squirt. You're gonna need it." She said with a warm smile. The redhead extended her hand to shake with Iyaya.

"I'm sure you're plenty tough squirt." Erin commented. She was trying her best not to sound condescending. Perhaps she was trying to be too polite though. Her opponent didn't bother to shake her hand and instead went for a move before the match even started. Erin was caught by surprise, not realizing the smaller wrestler would be able to pack quite the punch.

"Gaah shit! You little imp!" The red head yelled as she was hit in the legs. Erin all of a sudden found the match starting and already she was down on the ground, having just dropped to it after the hit. This wasn't the way she wanted the match to start and as soon as she made her way back to her feet, she'd let Iyaya have it.

Erin only growled as she was taunted. She'd look up to see her opponent flipping in front of her. While the redhead wasn't the fastest wrestler, she was able to avoid taking the intended hit. She'd move to the side and instead only receive a solid blow to the shoulder. "Guugh!" Erin groaned as she was pushed back to the ground. She'd brace herself with one hand and end up on one knee.

Wanting to get back into the game Erin would try to stand and aim an uppercut at her opponent's gut as she rose. "That ain't a hit...THIS is a hit!" She said as she tried to return the favor.

Erin smiled as she stood up. "Haha well thanks. You ain't a featherweight either shrimp." Erin teased, trying at least to also compliment her opponent. She almost felt bad that she had to hit Iyaya again after the kind words. "Well There's more where that came from if ya liked it." The redhead commented. Seeing her opponent on his knees, Erin figured it was a perfect time to get him in a headlock. She'd bend slightly and try to wrap her arm around her opponent's neck. If she got a good grip she would stand up straight and squeeze Iyaya's neck, pressing his face tightly against the side of her chest.

Erin grinned as she held her opponent against her. "Ok, here we...ouch shit!" Erin exclaimed as she was kicked in the shin and then again on the other leg. The redhead had planned on performing a DDT but now found her legs buckling as Iyaya caught her by surprise. Instead Erin would fall forward and grab on to her foe for balance. In the end she'd try to just roughly push him down to the mat with her as she tried to fall on top of him. It wouldn't be a hard slam, but she figured any impact was better than none.