So Nice To Meet You...

When Maricarmen lifted her weight up Allison turned sharply to the side, scooting out from under her. She planted a foot in the girl's back and shoved to free her arms and scramble back to her feet. She didn't like getting stuck in dirty grappling contests. She wanted cleanly executed moves and clean positions, and she'd make them plenty dirty enough.

Back on her feet, she kept her eyes on Maricarmen while she strolled away from her towards Violate. "She's frisky. Seems terrified, the poor thing." She said to Violate.

Maricarmen scrambled away when she was shoved and hopped up to her feet, spinning on her heel and glaring at Allison. Maricarmen gritted her teeth. "I'm not scared, I'm pissed." She muttered.

Violate lifted up her hand and yawned carefully. She then grinned at Maricarmen. "For me, I prefer that they be stewed rather than fried. When you take a girl like this, she needs to be slowly roasted and carefully fed until she becomes tender and melts in your mouth." Violate licked her lips and then turned towards Allison. "But my dearest Allison, you are quite the elegant beauty when you are performing like this. I am thoroughly enjoying watching you work, fufu."

Maricarmen clenched her fists. "I'm sick of this..." She muttered to herself. She then dashed forward and at the last second adjusted and moved to the side to try and grab Allison's arm and pull her into a knee tot he stomach.

Admittedly, Allison could've been paying more attention to her opponent. Her eyes were busy with Violate, though, and she barely noticed Maricarmen approach.

The knee hit flush and doubled Allison over. She dropped to her knees, huffing to get her breath back. "Oh..." She groaned, with a trace of a smile. "Heh... getting better."

Maricarrmen growled at Allison and reached out so she was yanking hard on both Allison's hair and wrist and would then try and pull the Brit into a running bulldog Draging the woman a few inches if she had to.

Allison reluctantly pushed back to her feet, one hand grabbing for the hand in her hair. She stumbled a couple steps before Maricarmen's weight pulled her down and she crashed into the mat. While she got her free hand down before her face hit, the impact still jarred her and for a moment she lost track of where she was.

With her eyes closed, Allison rolled over onto her back, one hand at her brow. She was hurt, but she just needed a moment to recover... and god help that little girl if she had damaged her face at all.

Maricarmen pushed with Allison's roll and stood up as Allison rolled onto her back. She had to keep the pressure up on her. no more fancy maneuvers , just quick punishing strikes. When she was up enough to stand, she leaped up to try and leg drop Allison, hoping her heel would crash into the woman's stomach.

Allison opened her eyes in time, but only needed to feel the mat move when Maricarmen jumped to know what was coming. She was glad that the girl had chosen to go air born instead of just kicking her to death.

She immediately rolled to the side and let Maricarmen hit the mat all by herself. Her short blond hair hung in her face and she'd broken a sweat. She shook her head and rolled onto her stomach and got to her elbows and knees, head bowed, before she started pushing back to her feet.

Maricarmen grunted a little as her ass hit the mat and her leg hit nothing. Dammit! She cursed. She saw Allison roll away but hat to try and lash out. She kicked her foot out hoping that she could scoot forward and slam her boot into Allison's skull. She even let out a hard grunt, indicating that maybe her attacks still held some venom to them. "Graaah!"

Allison's head jerked a little as Maricarmen's foot thumped against it. She didn't have the range or power with the kick to do any real damage, it only succeeded in adding some insult to her injury.

Back on her feet, she shook her aching head again and without waiting for her mind to level out she responded with a kick of her own, stomping down with her heel at Maricarmen's stomach.

Maricarmen growled as she saw Allison practically spring up. But in her position, she was able to do much the same that Allison had been doing to her kicks. She rolled away over to her hands and feet and then popped up, but pushed forward hoping to drive herself into Allison in a spear like fashion.