Malina vs Lewa Kurosaka

Malina winced when Lewa nailed her deeply and strongly, immediately letting go of her hair and trying to pull her wrists away quickly from her. If she managed to do that, Malina would send a hard chop to the side of Lewa's head, wanting to stun her a bit. She had to slow her down somehow.

Lewa growled and raked at Malina's wrists as she pulled back, but hanging on left her open to the chop the temple. "Ahh!" She let out a surprised shout and clutched her head, trying to retreat clumsily while holding her head.

Malina saw her active opponent trying to back off, but she would let her recover. She moved forward to grab Lewa's hair again with both hands; she would'nt hold it for long this time, though. As soon as she grabbed it, Malina would fall to one knee, trying to drive Lewa's forehead against her knee.

Lewa let out a yowl. "Leggo leggo," she snapped, grabbing for her wrists but not quick enough to get a grip before she dropped and hit her head on Malina's knee, knocking her over backward. She kicked her feet and let out a pained howl, kicking her feet like a tantrum as she held her forehead.

((incidentally, Kiku looks precious! would like a match some day, but more imporantly, she needs to face Akashi...))

"Phew," Malina sighed. Attacking Lewa restlessly like that had tired her too, but finally Lewa was down, if only momentarily. She'd make sure to use this chance. Moving around Lewa, Malina sent a quick kick at Lewa's ribs, trying to force her to flip to her front with the impact. If she succeeded, she'd reach one hand for Lewa's shoulder while the other would go between her legs; she intended to lift Lewa high in a bench press, displaying a rather impressive strength for her size.

((Thank you. I'd love to do that sometime.))

Lewa let out a girlish squeak when she was kicked, tumbling to one side as Malina had predicted. When the hand went between her legs, she yelped a bit like a surprised cat as she was lifted off the mat by her tender bit. She'd squirm all she could, thrashing spasmically in hopes of getting her tight little body free. If she could, she'd swing herself to sit on Malina's shoulders like a monkey (or just a hyperactive child) and begin to hammer her fists down on her head.

As Lewa thrashed like a fish in need of water, Malina was unable to hold her still. To her surprise, Lewa landed right on her shoulders, and before she could shake her down she had already been hit by a punch right at the top of her head. This angered Malina; trying to keep her balance, she'd grab Lewa's thighs and attempt to execute a surprise powerbomb, driving Lewa's back to the mat.

Lewa tried to swing away but could only jerk at Malina's grip when her thighs were snagged. Seeing she couldn't get loose from the move, she'd just grab a few fistfuls of hair to drag down with her while she was smashed into the mat, yelping as she hit and trying to weakly yank on her hairy grip while she bounced otherwise limp on the mat

Malina's blonde locks were pulled towards Lewa, but she paid no heed to this, because Lewa wasn't pulling with enough strength to distract her. She kept pressing Lewa down, going for a pin. The referee noticed it quickly and slapped her hand on the mat. "One!"

Lewa rolled and grunted, trying to slip out of the pin with her small frame and flexibility rather than overpower it. Though rather drained right now, she'd bite or scratch at Malina's wrists if she had to make her let go