Lloyd Bannings vs. Yin - Demon In The Woods

Although the public perception of police officers in today's media are grizzled gumshoes stewing over clues in a murder scene alongside high-octane car chases, the reality of the matter is actually far more mundane. Piles of paperwork and excessive stretches of boredom are what typically await fresh recruits. And it's there where they learn that public safety is usually of paramount importance over any other task, and Lloyd was simply adhering to that philosophy by unlatching his legs from around the notorious criminal's head. Whatever crimes she may have committed, Lloyd still wasn't about to risk seeing her rendered blackout unconscious like that. Even if she may not have offered him the same mercy if roles were reversed. The valiant rookie opting instead to try and pin his sultry adversary while she was still in state of semi-consciousness, but balking when she started speaking to him in the middle of it.

"...Y-You're the one who keeps drawing attention to these awkward positions, and it's your choice in revealing attire that makes them suggestive in the first place!! Not to mention there are apparently far more predatory male wrestlers around here than me from what I've overheard." Admittedly distracted by the swell of Yin’s squished bosom against pectorals, Lloyd's own defense was upended by the Demon interrupting the pin count and rolling herself off toward the ropes. The rookie allowed Yin to do so as he climbed up to his own feet while wiping some sweat off of his brow as an appreciated break in the action. "...*sigh*...Says the person who faked being unconscious just to escape a submission. Who's the one being duplicitous around here? But you know, I'm starting to think you may not be as insidious as your reputation would have me believe? Guess only time will tell, right Yin?" Lloyd smiled cordially raising his arms in a grappling stance to resume whenever she was ready.

If Lloyd had been able to glimpse Yin's expression under the mask, he would feel the intense chill of her eyes threatening to pierce into the male like daggers. This was supposed to be a beatdown, an example made of him, and instead his lewd behaviour kept throwing the masked girl off her game. When Lloyd balked at her and tried to pin the blame squarely on her shoulders, she bristled in response like a rose bush flaring its thorns. "Excuse me? Are you trying to insinuate this is all on me?" Bringing herself back up onto her feet, the girl felt her face heat up as he commented on her choice of wrestling gear. "W...What part of my outfit is even the slightest bit revealing?!" Yin shot back, refusing to let him shame her. "M-My attire was custom tailored for comfort and flexibility in matches! That you'd even try and suggest I purposefully chose something distracting to wear...!"

No. Calm down, her inner voice urged her. Getting flustered would only lead to mistakes. She could make him pay for such remarks through the rest of the match. But he just kept going. On and on. At first, he made a point of her being deceptive. That wasn't fair! Yin had an ulterior motive for her actions. In comparison, she perceived Lloyd as simply wanting to get close to a beautiful girl. But then he questioned her true nature. Her reputation, which she had spent years crafting. Teaching others to respect the name 'Yin', to fear the legendary 'Demon of the East'. And that cordial smile of his...it was disarming. It left her speechless. She felt her anger, her frustration towards him melt away like ice warmed by the sun. "W-Well...I...hmph." The masked girl folded her arms under chest, tilting her head away. "W-What makes you question who I really am? I'm perfectly willing to do whatever is necessary to achieve victory."

Well...okay that wasn't quite accurate. Uh oh. Was he managing to piece together her true self? She could feel Cao's glare upon her from the audience. All of her hard work would be for naught if a mere rookie detective was able to deduce who she really was. But as she saw Lloyd waiting patiently, arms raised ready to lock up on her terms, not his...she couldn't help but admire that selfless trait of his. Even if some might consider it foolish. She had to recognise his gesture, and so raised her own arms. Entering into Lloyd's range, the masked beauty would bring her arms to intertwine with the brunet's own, locking up with him to try and force the detective back to his original corner. Her bosom brushing up against the detective's toned pecs as the pair grappled.

Knowing that as an officer of the law he may be summoned to give testimony in court, Lloyd purposefully dedicated part of his training to learning about the country's judicial system and even took some night classes on the subject in case he ever needed to defend himself on the witness stand. A prudent action, he figured. It was just that the valiant detective wasn't expecting those lessons to come into play in the middle of a wrestling ring against an international assassin, of all people. Lloyd doing his best to present his case with justifiable reasons for his actions anyway as if he was indeed inside a dust-riddled courtroom regardless with the bewildered referee unfortunately cast as the judge between the dueling attorneys’. Unbeknownst to both of them, the bickering duo was portraying themselves moreso as a squabbling couple with their relationship on the rocks rather than dueling adversaries on polar opposite sides of the criminal justice system.

Lloyd scarcely able to withhold his earnest confusion at Yin's remarks about her attire, questioning if she actually didn't notice it's revealing nature or if she's merely in denial about the entire situation. Thinking on it though, he opted to refrain from investigating further on this subject for now at least. Even as an inquisitive detective, perhaps some mysteries were better left unsolved. Although he was beginning to feel guilty anyway about seemingly embarrassing Yin even though that was never his intent in the first place, flustered and flummoxed as she was. It seemed he still had much to learn when it came to properly conducting himself as a police officer. However, from within his grappling stance he couldn't help but notice how his parting words had definitely struck a chord with Yin whose frigid demeanor showed signs of thawing with an admittedly adorable rebuke of Lloyd's insinuation that she possessed a stronger moral fiber than she allows others to see.

Giving credence to his theory that the fabled Demon Of The East's moral compass wasn't quite so broken after all. Emphasized moreso by Yin willingly accepting his offered grapple instead of an underhanded strike like in the beginning of the match. "N-Ngh...S-Sorry, being naturally inquisitive sorta comes with the territory when you're a detective...Mgh...But someone as skilled and capable as you doesn't need to resort to underhanded methods. I just...think you're better than that..." Lloyd's thoughtful words were practically panted against Yin's soft lips as his muscled flared in the exchange, seemingly being ushered back to his corner before pivoting on his feet at the last second to have Yin cornered instead. Slicked abdominals flattened together with a swelled bloom to her fulsome bust upon his pecs before the detective would take one more breath and attempt to Irish Whip Yin across the ring. Lloyd in hot pursuit with a leaping splash against his sweat-hued physique soon after she crashes into the corner.