Ranked Match: #4 Angel versus #3 Tiffany Laurence

Angel had hoped, and had assumed, her kick would catch Tiffany off her guard and leave her open for a followup. Therefore, she couldn't help but be surprised as she watched Tiffany step in and wrap her arms around her. Before she could react, she felt herself sailing through the air, landing upon the mat and hitting it with a loud, heavy thud. Her eyes rolled back into her head and she went a bit groggy, feeling like a truck had just slammed into her as she lied there, open for the moment after such a powerful move...

After getting back to her feet, Tiffany gave a toss of her long blond hair as she walked over to her seemingly dazed foe.
"Aww did you have a bit of a crash landing falling out of heaven...Angel?" she teased, making a play on the Latina's name.
Reaching down, she'll try to pull Angel to her her feet and whip her towards the nearest corner, looking to make her crash back first into the turnbuckles. If that works, the Texan will be following behind, looking to throw herself against Angel with body splash that will slam their torsos together.

If Angel even heard Tiffany's joke, she made no sign of it, simply letting a low groan pass her lips as the blond began to hoist her up. With no resistance whatsoever, the Texan would easily toss the Latina at the corner, another loud cry passing from her as Angel's slender, yet toned body slammed back first into the cold metal of the corner post.

Shaking her head from side to side, Angel grabbed onto the ropes, trying to steady herself and catch her bearings....but, as she then looked up, Tiffany would crash right into her, flattening Angel against the turnbuckle, the tanned woman now beginning to slump down afterwards, still grasping the ropes for support.

The cowgirl gave a yell and pumped her fist once into the air. She felt like she was on a roll at the moment. She'll try to apply a headlock after attempting to pull Angel up again. If all goes the way Tiffany wants, she'll take a few running steps out of the corner with Angel still in the headlock, then leap into the air and try to bring her face down into the mat with a running bulldog.

Damnit, Angel thought to herself as she was pulled up onto her feet, Tiffany's arm wrapping around her head. Gotta get back in the game...

Another low groan, and as if catching a second wind, she would suddenly snap into action. Once Tiffany tried to take off running, Angel would dig her feet into the mat to try and stop her, then throw her arms around her waist, going to try and lift her into the air for an atomic drop counter.

Tiffany was brought to a halt as Angel dug in. Before she could react, Angel's arms wrapped around her waist and lifted her into the air. Then she felt a piercing pain in her backside as she was brought down hard, her tailbone impacting with the Latina's knee.
She gave a loud cry as she hobbled forward, a hand on her rear.

"Yes!!" Angel would cry in triumph as Tiffany was cracked down via her counter. She knew she wouldn't have long to follow it up, so she quickly went after Tiffany again...

If Tiffany was still up on her feet, Angel would step forward and go to throw an arm around her neck, trying to wrap the Texan up into a sleeper hold. If she could do this, she would then try to pull the two of them down towards the mat, going to wrap her long, slender legs around the blonde's waist in the process, trying to lock in the full, rear naked choke hold on her...

The Texan was indeed still standing and let out brief "Mmph!" as a sleeper hold was thrown onto her. As Angel pulled to try and topple her, Tiffany, instead of trying to fight it, threw herself backwards desperately. She was looking to drive the Latina into the mat, sandwiching her between it and the cowgirl's own body. It seemed to Tiffany that Angel was fast revealing herself to be a submission wrestler, the kind she always had troubles with, and she mentally cursed herself for not being prepared with that knowledge.

Angel let out a loud "Mmph!" of her own as Tiffany took her to the mat, smashing the latina between herself and the mat. Her hold would loosen slightly, but she would remain determined, trying to throw her legs around the blonde's waist, in order to put the squeeze on her.

Tiffany quickly brought her hands up to grasp Angel's arms, looking to lessen the pressure of her foe's chokehold. However, she had no counter to Angel's legs as they wrapped around her waist, beginning to apply pressure.