Gina Baudelaire vs. Suzumi Ishikawa

Suzumi planted Gina and could tell that the offense she landed was having a great effect. That is just what Suzumi wanted. She didn't want Gina to suffer unnecessarily so she decided to try to get her in a submission hold now, attempting to bring about a quick end to the match in the event that Gina was at her limit. Suzumi pulled Gina into a sitting position on the mat and she sat behind her with her legs quickly clamping around the torso of Gina while her arms wrapped around her throat as Suzumi locked in a rear naked choke trying to crush the torso of her opponent all while her arms choked the air out of her in a two pronged hold! Suzumi gave it her all attempting to clamp down and get a submission right here!

Gina found herself in a precarious situation as Suzumi swiftly transitioned into a submission hold. The impact of Suzumi's offense had left her vulnerable, and now she felt the redhead's legs coiling around her torso. Before she could react, Suzumi's arms encircled her throat in a tight grip, initiating the rear naked choke.
The pressure intensified, constricting Gina's midsection and cutting off her air supply. The audience could sense the urgency in the ring as Suzumi applied the hold with determination. Gina's hands instinctively reached for Suzumi's arms, attempting to loosen the deadly grip around her throat. She gagged loudly, and squirmed around—humiliated by her futile attempts to escape.
Gina's mind raced, considering her options. The submission hold was taking its toll, and she needed to find a way to escape or counter Suzumi's submission. However, there was no chance in Hell she'd have the strength to match up with her experienced opponent, and her options were beginning to wane as her energy withered. She had to think fast, and like a wounded animal, forced into a corner, she tried to bite at her wrist, but who knew how useful that'd be against her? If not, she might as well be fated to tap out.

Suzumi was wrenching down as hard as she could knowing that this hold had to be effective. However Gina began biting her!? Suzumi yelped surprise and let go but kept her legs clamped tight around Gina's body. "What kind of cheap move was that?!" Suzumi shouted as she then clubbed Gina hard with elbow strikes to the back of the head while she was stuck. After landing a few hard elbow shots Suzumi would let go entirely uncoiling her legs and standing up. She would pull Gina up with her, still quite unhappy about her cheap bite. Suzumi would attempt to grab Gina from behind and lift hoping to plant her to the mat with a German suplex maintaining the bridge as her back remained arched pinning Gina to the mat as the official moved in to place to count the pin.

Gina, feeling the pressure of Suzumi's submission hold, knew she had to do something drastic to break free. The bite might have been unorthodox, but it served its purpose, surprising Suzumi enough for Gina to gain some leverage. As Suzumi recoiled from the bite, Gina seized the opportunity to counter.
Despite the elbow strikes to the back of her head, Gina endured the blows, her resilience shining through. As Suzumi released her legs, Gina took a deep breath, preparing for the next exchange. Her opponent, visibly upset about the earlier tactic, pulled her up, and Gina could sense the frustration in her opponent. She knew it wouldn't be a good thing, especially when she was already getting absolutely beaten by her.
Before Suzumi could react, Gina felt Suzumi's arms encircling her from behind, signaling the setup for a German suplex. However, Gina wasn't going to let herself be dominated for the entire match. With a burst of strength, she planted her feet firmly on the mat, preventing Suzumi from executing the suplex as planned. She showed off a bit of her flexibility, avoiding Suzumi's strong maneuvers.
Turning the tables, Gina reversed the hold, attempting to transition it into one of her own. She aimed to shift her weight and leverage, attempting to catch Suzumi off guard and execute a successful German suplex of her own, all while the referee stood ready to count the pin.

Suzumi had been outwrestled by the rookie and that had been embarrassing for the woman known for technical wrestling. She shook her head as she failed to lift Gina and then had Gina get behind her. Suzumi grit her teeth and reached a leg back to wrap it partially around one of Gina's legs so she in turn prevented the lift. Suzumi swung her elbow around to the side of Gina's head hoping to hit her and then break her grip to escape the German suplex attempt she was facing. Suzumi was not going to take this lying down and she couldn't let Gina keep managing to out grapple her.

Gina felt a sense of satisfaction in herself, noticing her opponent's shameful expression. She could tell Suzumi was embarrassed, and she couldn't ask for anything better than that. It meant that she really was handling herself well against someone with far more experienced than her; putting her on display, to boot. Though, she noticed that, when she went to haul her opponent upwards, she'd be stopped; the veteran managing to wrap her leg over hers.
The pink-haired doll of a woman sneered—an obvious look of disgust forming on her face. She was planning to start hitting Suzumi with some shots to the back of the head, feeling rather sinister today, but before she could do any further damage, Suzumi swung her elbow, colliding with her jaw. Gina groaned loudly, letting go of her opponent, and falling on one knee. She cupped her lower jaw in her hand, a tension furrowing her eyes in genuine anger.
Almost encouraging her behavior, the crowd cheered for her, seeing that she had been hurt by the attack. It was to be expected from Gina herself to get overwhelmed a bit in the match, but she was far too aware that her looks too precedence over the minds of her fans—she could be a jobber in the face of an experienced wrestler, but at the end of the day, the public opinion would sway her way.
If such a dilemma distracted her opponent long enough, Gina would take the opportunity to attempt a huracanrana, and slip her into a roll-up for the referee to start the count.

Suzumi managed to prevent herself from being suplexed and sent Gina stumbling away with the elbow strikes. However when she turned around she walked right into a hurricanrana! Suzumi flipped over and landed hard on the mat groaning in pain. She as folded over and pinned, struggling to escape.

"ONE!"

"TW-"

Right before the referee's hand hit the mat a second time Suzumi thrust her legs out and bucked her hips kicking out of the pin!

Gina couldn't believe her luck as she executed the hurricanrana perfectly, but soon, her joy would be exchanged for anger, as her opponent immediately kicked out. To an extent, it was to be expected of a professional, yet she almost won herself a fair win. After all, her last match against the guy was a complete shitshow, and she knew that if she wanted to make it long term in the industry, she had to show some stride in her momentum. The ballerina kicked herself away from Suzumi, backing up, as she elevated her body with every step.
"À la claire fontaine m'en allant promener. J'ai trouvé l'eau si belle que je m'y suis baignée," Gina sang softly; her rather young, harmonious voice echoing across the ring. It was an old French folk song her dear grandpa would introduce her to back when she was about seven years old.
It had always stuck with her, and being undeniably proud of her heritage; she'd sing the tune as a bit of a nod to her roots, and a way to please the spectators. It was a strange gimmick, but it worked—a decent majority swaying their head to her vocal perfection, while others cheered her on.
Soon, she'd be standing over her opponent, prepared to put her body through some more strain—her legs aching to be used. Being the dancer she was, Gina would be pumped to put her skills to good use, running up to the blue-haired woman, and sliding down on the canvas at the last second to attempt to wrap her legs around her opponent's neck, and toss her body to the other side of the canvas with all her strength, which wasn't much. If successful, Suzumi wouldn't have been sent too far, and it certainly hurt all that much either. It was more or less a way to show off her moves, and tire out her opponent a bit.

Suzumi was again caught off guard and had her head grabbed by Gina's legs. Suzumi went crashing back down to the mat and groaned in pain, kicking the canvas a couple times as she cradled her head in her arms. Suzumi attempted to stagger up to her feet eager to stop being embarrassed by her showing in this match against Gina.

Gina, not wasting a single second, ran over to her opponent once again, and attempted to leap over her head—a cruel display of disrespect for someone that certainly should have been in the position, she, herself was in right now. However, her plan was to use the elevation of Suzumi's head to land on top of the turnbuckle and suddenly, leap back down on her to hopefully finish her opponent. She didn't know how long she'd be out, but if luck was on her side, her opponent wouldn't just roll out of the way. That's, at the very least, what she hoped wouldn't happen.