Aerial vs Duffy

Aerial however used one hand to slam it against Duffy's throat, trying to cut off her oxygen supply as well as to force Duffy's head back onto the mat while she attempted to beat her face in again with her other hand.

Duffy was away from Aerial, her head near the girl's feet when the strike came. She still held onto the ankle though trying to wrap her own legs around the girl to try and get her in a leg scissors.

All movement stopped for a moment as Duffy managed to get a leg scissors. She let out a scream for a brief moment, but she swallowed down the pain as she tried crawling her ways to the ropes, ignoring the pain that Duffy was causing her.

Duffy cursed when Aerial managed to crawl to the ropes and break the hold. She scrambled to her feet and backed away before spitting at the ground. "A cadger's curse ye ruddy cunt." She said as she put up her fists. "Am a fidgin fain over 'ere, ya ken? Be taen on wit the mat so A can git a fuckin pint will ye?"

She said as she charged back at Aerial, barely waiting for her to stand up. She was aiming for a hard punch right to Aerial's face.

Aerial slowly pulled herself up as she took a glance to the side with her eyes and saw Duffy running towards her.

Her loud voice didn't help in concealing her location. as Duffy's fist almost hit her face, Aerial suddenly pushed herself off the ropes she was using as a support to lift herself up.

Using the momentum, she tackled Duffy's legs, with her shoulders, while trying to put her head in between her legs for an overhead toss.

She attempted to toss Duffy over the ropes and out of the ring.

With her momentum, Duffy woyld have practically tumbled out of the ring even without Aerial's assistance. Instead, she felt Aerial grab her legs and press her head into her crotch nd she was soontossed out of the ring.. She fell onto the mat on her ass and groaned. "Shite me fuckin arse!" She said rubbing it as she looked back at Aerial. She brought her free hand up and made a V with her fingers. She pressed it to her lips before flicking her tongue out and winking at Aerial. "If ye'r gonna come ta me house then fuckin stay fer dinner, lassie." But then she suddenly snapped her head back round and seemed to look for something else. Now that she was outside of the ring, she was concerned with something far more important than Aerial. She scanned the front row for the closest person with a drink and licked her lips as she saw a man with a beer in hand down the way. Still, seeing it and getting it were two different things.

Sighing, Aerial didn't know what to make of Duffy's behaviour. Although granted, the beer did look good. A moment of consideration.

And she decided what the heck, she was going to leave the ring. When she saw Duffy eyeing the beer, she slowly slipped out from the ring, and made her way across.

She would attempt to swipe the beer from the man before Duffy could.

Duffy watched as Aerial hopped down out of the ring and onto the mats below. She grinned as she noticed that Aerial wasn't rushing for her. "Fuckin brilliant, aye?" She said as she gave Aerial a thumbs up. "Gonna need tae get a warm up ere we hit the pubs." But when Duffy went and saw that Aerial was going after the beer she wanted, Duffy's eyes widened. "Oh shite!" She said as she clenched her fists tightly. "Now ye done it, lassie. Yer plenty daft to go an piss me off!" Duffy wouldn't stand for someone taking her beer, not ever. So she charged at Aerial and attempted to clothesline her while she was taking a swig.

Aerial was just about a step away from grabbing the beer(Literally) when she suddenly heard Duffy's threat from behind.

A pity though, because if Duffy hadn't opened her big mouth, Aerial most likely wouldn't have noticed her coming until it was too late. But she just had too.

Still that very action allowed Aerial to think up something. She reached forth and took the beer quickly and took a swing of it, just when Duffy was about to clothesline her from the side, she quickly spun and spit out the beer she was holding in her mouth at her face, or more specifically her eyes. She was hoping to blind Duffy as she side stepped the clothesline.

With the metal bars seperating the crowd, Aerial knew Duffy was either going to slam her stomach into it, or crashed into the railings with enough force to send her flying over to the spectators stand.

Regardless of which, she would continue drinking down the remaining beer while walking towards wherever Duffy had fallen to continue.

Duffy felt the sting of the beer in her eyes and growled as she lifted her hands up to her eyes. She then slammed into the guard rail and caterwauled over it, flopping into the crowd and knocking beer guy over. "Shiite..." She muttered. "Shite, shite, shite." She pushed off the guy and wiped the beer out of her eyes and looked at Aerial. Her tone looked different than it had before. Even when she was growling and angry sounding before, she always had a playful sparkle in her eyes. Now her eyes had a hard glare and her fists were clenched so tightly her white knuckles were visible. "Just got one question fer ya, lassie." She spoke in an even and controlled tone. "Which ya like better, football er rugby?" Despite the odd question, Duffy's face looked like she was asking it quite seriously.