On a war path!

"Yeah. I want to though." She replied, and moved in quick, trying to lift the brunette up for a bearhug, and squeeze her tight if Lynne let herself get caught in the move.

"Wha- No! Ungh!" Not really ready to fight, Lynne was caught when Tasha advanced. She squirmed in the bearhug, wincing as she was lifted off the mat with dangling feet. Her arms had not been trapped, though, and she tried prying at Tasha's arms, in order to force them open.

Tasha slid her tongue slowly along her lips, squeezing the woman good and tight. "Hmmm... you know, if we met under other circumstances, we could be very well participating in a different kind of match. I'm more in the mood for physically wearing your body out though.." She said, and started to crush her arms tighter around her waist.

Lynne felt Tasha's arms pressing down with even more strength. It was really starting to hurt her back, and with a grunt she would start hitting Tasha's head so that she'd free her from the bearhug. "Let me go, you... you crazy woman!" She yelled at her.

"Mgh!" She grunts, getting smacked in the head a couple of times before dropping Lynne on her feet, and took a couple of steps back, shaking her head. "Name's Tasha." She replied calmly before trying to lunge back in and tackle her to the mat.

Lynne's feet touched the mat again, and with relief she stood upright,still feeling some pain on her back. She had to admit, Tasha was damn strong. But she had picked a fight with her, and Lynne now felt angry and willing to fight back. As Tasha got closer quickly, Lynne crouched low; she'd let herself be speared, but she wouldn't be tackled to the mat, instead stopping Tasha and grabbing her by her clothes. She wasn't very sure of what to do after that, but she'd think of something.

Tasha was surprised when she didn't take the woman down to the mat. This girl was stronger than she looked. She wouldn't let that stop her, however, as she wrapped her hands around the backs of her thighs. "Fine... if you won't go down the easy way.." She commented, trying to lift her up by her thighs and slam her down hard on her back. "Go down the hard way."

Lynne inspected Tasha as she held her grip, looking for a vulnerable part to grab or something like that. However, before she could find a weak point, her thighs were grabbed, and with a yelp she was raised to the air, landing painfully on her back with a yelp.

Tasha grinned as she slammed her down on her back, and would try to climb on top of the surfer girl afterwards, and try to grab her arm for a crucifix armbar position. "Just lay still while I work out every one of your limbs." She purred, pulling Lynne's arm back hard.

Lynne grimaced as she was locked in the armbar, struggling to get free. Lynne's body was by no means a frail one, but the submission still hurt, and she struggled to get free before it got dangerous for her. Lynne would lean her body towards Tasha, wanting to slip her arm free from her grasp.