Satomi Kojima vs Taylor Parker

"Maybe I would be, but I'm awesome and you suck." Taylor shot back with every bit as much spunk as when they began, even if her body wasn't keeping up.

She set her feet for a moment while she thought to attack Satomi or lock up with her, but the lingering pain in her back made her think twice. Instead she turned and circled wide, pacing around the ring while she stretched her back and arms.

"If that was the best you can do," She said, settling down into her usual stance, light on the balls of her feet. "Then you're in serious trouble now. C'mon, skank." She waved Satomi in with both hands.

"Hmph," Satomi scoffed, letting Taylor get back up and come at her. She could tell that Taylor was in pain still, since she was not only moving slower, but not trying to bend her back any. Satomi thought that maybe, possibly, Taylor's advantage was gone now.

"Trust me, this isn't the beginning of what I can do to you," Satomi shot back. Seeing Taylor not advance, Satomi rushed instead, charging at Taylor to try and tackle her into the turnbuckle.

With Taylor's speed somewhat compromised, she had to let Satomi do the attacking and do her best to counter. Her confidence was shaken, but she was far from out of the fight. Satomi charged, and Taylor hoped for the best.

Now or never, Taylor. She grit her teeth and jumped to the side, out of harms way. She gave Satomi a push as she went by, hoping she'd have enough momentum to collide with the turnbuckle and buy Taylor some more time to recover. Or attack. She should be attacking. She wasn't going to win any fights by defending.

Satomi thought she would easily catch Taylor with this move, but the girl was still plenty fast, ducking out of the way to let Satomi smash against the turnbuckle herself. She hit the padded pole hard, bouncing back and falling on her butt, one hand on her head. "Oww," she groaned. Taylor was getting all the time she needed to recover it seemed. Still, Satomi wasn't about to just take this. She quickly flipped over, then jumped at Taylor's legs, hoping to grab her around the thighs and tackle her down to the mat!

In came Satomi again. It was like she smelled blood and she was going to keep pressing Taylor until she got her down. Taylor saw Satomi go low for the shot and she instinctively responded by throwing up a knee to intercept her. Her knee thudded against Satomi's chin, but she didn't stop her momentum and found herself on the mat nonetheless.

"Aagh!" She cried out when she landed on her hurt back. Hopefully her knee had done enough damage that she could just get free. She posted both her hands up against Satomi's shoulders to prevent her from throwing down punches or something while she was down there.

Satomi did indeed smell blood, she knew Taylor was weak and had to capitalize on it. Fighting her in any other situation would be far too difficult. Not to mention that Taylor pissed her off quite a bit, and Satomi wasn't feeling like being particularly merciful.

Satomi managed to knock Taylor over, but for her efforts she recieved a knee in the face. It snapped her head back, keeping her from getting on top of Taylor immediatly. She recovered quickly though, scrambling to get on top of Taylor, but the girl grabbed her shoulders and held her back. Satomi gritted her teeth, grabbing Taylor's arms by the elbows to force the arms off.

As Satomi shoved Taylor's arms away, she planted them on the mat behind her, scooted back, and rewarded Satomi with a boot to the face. She pushed off and scrambled back up to her feet, wincing, but fighting through the pain in her back. She was starting to loosen up a little, but it'd definitely be a few days before she was back to 100%.

Satomi gasped as Taylor scooted out from underneath her, and before she could properly react sent a kick straight at her face. It hit Satomi right on the cheek, knocking her back on her bum. Satomi groaned, rubbing her cheek a little bit while trying to clear her head and recover. Fighting Taylor was extremely difficult it seemed, and even though she was keeping up the pressure after every exchange she wound up hurting more.

Still, Satomi wasn't about to just let Taylor go. She reached out and attempted to grab Taylor's ankles, trying to pull her back and apply a twisting ankle lock on her opponent!

Taylor stood up, but when she tried to take a step she found her foot stuck and she fell back down on her side. Then Satomi twisted.

"Ah!" She cried. She quickly turned to fold her stuck leg under her and sat all of her weight down on her foot, making it very difficult for Satomi to find the room to twist it. It still hurt, though.

She didn't like all this work that Satomi was doing to take away Taylor's speed advantage, but Taylor thought of herself as a smart fighter, even if others wouldn't necessarily think so. In her current state, she had to change her strategy, which meant letting Satomi chase her while making her pay for every advance. She was doing a fairly good job so far, she thought, and the idea was to make Satomi hesitant to rush in, freeze her up, and then Taylor would have an advantage again.

For now, Taylor grabbed Satomi's wrist with one hand and made a fist with the other. She began smacking it down into the side of Satomi's face to make it as painful and unpleasant as possible for her to go after this hold.

Satomi held on as Taylor prepared to punch her in the face, twisting her face to the side so that the fist didn't hurt too much. Still, it stung, and perhaps would leave a bruise. She knew that she couldn't let up, no matter how much Taylor was going to hurt her. She had more stamina, and even if she was losing the fights, she was wearing Taylor down more and more.

Satomi continued to twist on Taylor's ankle with one hand, while her other reached up to catch Taylor's hand should she try to punch again.