Izzi vs. Ataru (Complete)

Izzi would roll away from Ataru and slip right under the ropes, outside the ring.. Ataru seemed dizzy enough that she should be able to leave him for a moment while she searched under the ring and fairly quickly produced a folded up steel chair. Izzi would slip back in under the ropes, climbing to her feet wielding the chair in both hands and looking to see how far Ataru had gotten... If he is climbing to his feet she'll try to manuever behind him.

A dazed Ataru was standing up, groaning and staggering a bit, apparently unaware of the threatening presence of Izzi behind him in spite of the loud yells from the crowd, part of them trying to warn the boy, the others roaring with excitement and eagerness.

Izzi fluttered her wings a little with excitement, her biker short covered ass sticking out as she waited for Ataru with the steel chair in both hands... She edged a little closer, waiting for Ataru to turn and then suddenly *BAM!!*

Izzi will swing the steel chair up to try and slam it against the side of Ataru's forehead

The chair was slammed loudly... but against the canvas: Ataru had waited till the last moment to dodge and sneak behind Izzi with a swift move, going to wrap his arms around her waist.
If the cute demoness was surprised and unbalanced enough, the boy would then try to slam her down backwards with a german suplex.

Izzi swung and missed, Ataru coming up around behind her...

"Hey!" Izzi protested, her smooth butt slotting right in against his crotch as he wrapped his arms around her waist. She struggled, her ass wiggling against him as she tried to get free, but if she can't immediately she'll be pulled up off her feet with an meep noise and then flipped over for the german suplex... The steel chair flying from her hands as she crashes down on the back of her head and shoulders, legs doubled over herself as her rump stuck up in the air.

Ataru's head wa still spinning from Izzi's previous moves, but he tried to keep clinging on her waist, making a bridge-like position with his body.

The refgirl dived onto the canvas theatrically, and started to count her: ONE.."

Izzi blinked as she heard the count start, not expecting the little shrimp of a human demon hunter to be able to pull off anything with how timid he seemed...

"Two.." The ref continued... Izzi clenched her teeth, showing her fangs as she reared her legs back and kicked out forcefully, her butt bucking against Ataru's chest in the bridge as she kick out of the pin attempt

Distracting rubbing and the effective kick-out action allowed Izzi to break the count just in time, as Ataru had to roll to a kneeling stance, slapping a hand down to the mats in disappointment. "Damn...so close!".
His body seemed now to be surrounded by a stronger aura, a warm source of spiritual energy that a demoness of Izzi's kind was probably able to perceive.

Izzi rolled over and fluttered her bat wing with a little flustered irritation that Ataru was even able to get a pin attempt on her.. She'd move half the way up to her feet, eyeing Ataru up and waiting until he starts trying to climb to her feet. Izzi would then suddenly pounce forwards in a tackle, ramming her shoulder into Ataru's stomach and trying to take him back down to the mat with her small body on top of him.

Ataru was focused on gathering his energy, not expecting Izzy to be able to attack so early. Caught by surprise, the boy was tackled down, huffing as Izzi's attack pressed the air out of him, leaving him open for a next move.