A Showdown of Cute and Ciwt (Iyaya vs. Jasper)

Two things... That chin-shot rather hurt, secondly the retaliatory knee-strike to the gut felt good. Seeing that impish American Git flop to his side in pain. "How's that ya Prat?" Jasper teased somewhat cruelly, contemplating shortly on weather or not to kick the downed American lad before deciding against it as quickly the bluenette began to scramble himself up and onto the ropes, looking to end it quickly with a quick climb and a sudden slam down upon the imp, hoping to do more damage!...

...However Jasper, being the cheeky little shit he was, He just couldn't help but waste time by playing to the audience as he shot them a cute smile and a wink before launching up and into the air, hoping to land elbow first upon the Imp!

Quickly Jasper achieved a successful takeoff as he jumped off the top-rope to deliver a much-deserved elbow drop upon that annoying Imp... Only for Jasper's face to contort into a look of horror as mere seconds after the bubbly Bluenette jumped from the top-rope to deliver the Elbow, That crafty Iyaya had to be honest everyone saw it exaggerated how much damage Jasper had inflicted and at the last moment made a quick and clean get-away whilst Jasper plummeted...

"SHITE! SHITE! SHITE!" Jasper screamed internally as once again his attempt at an elbow drop ended in disaster with the hapless little Welsh boy smashing face-first into the Mat with a painful thud that caused several members of the audience nearest to the ring to wince at the crash. "Ouuuucchh..." Jasper groaned in pain... slowly peeling himself off the Ring mat, shaking his head gently to regain his bearings once he had successfully removed it from the crash-site near the middle of the ring. All the while hoping that the rude American Imp would be just as slow to take advantage of the situation as he had been earlier

All Jasper could see at the moment were stars rotating around in the moments immediately following his painful meeting with the ring, his vision gradually getting vaguely better as he managed to yank his head up and away from the mat... as he finally regained his bearings and looked around, Jasper heard the American imp say something to him about a 'Kiss' or something or other... "Whaaa?..." and before he could really register it, He saw Iyaya's foot coming right towards him. Smack!

The Welsh bluenette would let out a pained yowl as the Imp's bare foot came into contact with his left-cheek, sending poor Jasper rolling back and into the ropes with a pained groan emanating from the battered Welsh lad as he shook his head and sat upright, once-again being forced to practically reboot his head as he gripped the ropes and looked up at Iyaya crossly.

"Ugh.. byddwch yn talu am hynny... Bastard." He hissed angrily at the Imp in his native tongue.

with the crowd clearly disapproving of the Imp's actions and his head wracked with quite a bit of pain and the feeling of a warm liquid dripping very lightly from his nose, Jasper was quite thoroughly enraged, staring up at the Imp with his spite-filled Hazelnut eyes the Welsh boy would begin to formulate in his head on how to escape his little corner and how to best brutalize this annoying little Imp. "Piss off..." Jasper replied crossly to his foe only for all the planning to be interrupted with a somewhat amusing little Yelp as Iyaya said something about being 'Racy' and then without warning... The Imp rushed him quickly, jumping and quickly getting his legs stuck onto the ropes as much to Jasper's embarrassment and horror the American Imp's crotch was now in his face... "GAH YOU W-WANKER!" He growled out in embarrassment with his cheeks flushed in a bright crimson from the situation!

Inside Jasper's head, the small Welsh bluenette's rather uppity and spiteful rarely-seen temper began to boil over as it took the form of strength as while the Imp was having his fun on the ropes grinding his crotch upon the Welsh boy's face, Jasper moved his hands up and onto Iyaya's midsection... and just as the Imp figured that he seemed to have Jasper beat, with his hands gripping hard upon Iyaya's midsection the Bluenette would with all his might yanked him from his little perch and slammed him hard onto his back and onto the mat.

"H-Heh... Is that the best you got ...wanker?" Jasper asked the Imp as he moved himself up and over the imp, practically straddling him.

Holy hell did slamming that bastardly little American Imp felt good Jasper thought to himself, his nose still dripping a tiny droplet of blood as he straddled over the downed Imp. "Are ya so sure of that?" the Welsh boy asked the Imp as he held him down, only for another pained yelp really more of a cat's yowl to come from the Welsh boy as Iyaya delivered a sharp and unsurprisingly hard-hitting punch into the boy's slim stomach. "Bastard..." He growled..

Quickly Jasper would shift himself as he moved his left-knee upwards and over the Imp's stomach before quickly bringing it down with as much force as he could muster! "Cymra hwn! ...Wanker!" Jasper growled in his Welsh tongue at the Imp as his knee-came down upon Iyaya's stomach, only to immediately follow up by dropping his right-knee down upon the Imp's stomach with also just about as much force as he could muster, giving Iyaya no time for respite between the two strikes.

Immediately following the two powerful knee-strikes however Jasper rolled himself towards his left-side and off of Iyaya and grabbed the ropes, hoisting himself upwards with a somewhat pained grumble and escaping. "Stupid yank..." he hissed quietly to himself as he got himself back up on both feet, panting to himself as he thought of his next move.