Jean vs Yatori - Special Gym match (complete)

Jean was on a cautious edge now. As yatori reached out to grapple, Jean would let her grab at ehr a bit as if to get her attention and then go for yatori's legs to try and take her down.

If Yatori tried to resist, jean would drop to one knee and try to take yatori down with a fireman's carry.

Yatori immediately suspected something when Jean let her grab. Down or side?

Jean answered her unspoken question by diving for her legs. Familiar with the move since it was a staple of hers, Yatori dropped down as well to grab at her attacker for purchase, going for the waist since their current costumes limited options and Jean would probably be insulted if the Mafiosi groped her even if it was a combat necessity.

A moment later, Yatori got lifted into the air upon Jean's shoulders.

Throws are allowed?

In the instant before she got shoved off, she made to wrap her arms and legs around Jean's arms, her limbs securing her in place like a python would curl up around a stump of wood. It was a reflexive defensive reaction, but one that Sandy had drilled her to use against such a basic lifting move, knowing the submission-minded Yatori could convert it into a devastating double joint lock later- if she could hang on.

Jean was indeed caught by surprise by this crucifix like position hold and would start to teeter back helplessly under the strangth of yatori's grip and weight.

Yosh!

With Jean precariously balancing beneath her, Yatori arched her body to hyperextend Jean's arms backwards, the pain she'd inflict on the arms tucked in between her breasts and legs deliberately unbalancing. Her arch pressed her strong, flat stomach against the small of Jean's bare back.

At the same time, she subtly shifted her weight so that Jean would lose balance. The Mafiosi wanted to force Jean down on her front. Falling backwards wouldn't be disadvantageous for her, but it would be less effective.

Jean would now e face down with her arms trapped clearly being no match for Yatori's tecnhical skills.

Yatori was in her zone of command now. She began cranking up the pressure on Jean by arching back while dragging on Jean's right arm. The move would make it seem she was beginning to kneel, with Jean's left arm still trapped in between her legs. That would drag Jean upward and back a little- and inflict terrific pain on Jean's shoulders and elbows, Jean's body dragging down her upthrust arm, her other arm forced to support a large portion of Jean's weight.

Of course, knowing the rules of this match and being a nice girl, Yatori would be gradual in her motions, allowing Jean time to tap out early if she wanted to.

Jean gritted her teeth as her arm was worked over. As the pressure mounted she souldn't stand it anymore.

"Aaah......AGGGGHHHHH...alright, alright, I give, I give."

Jean tapped out again. That was two quick submissions so far.

This is getting to be a tradition, Yatori thought as she got off Jean. She's really more of a striker than a submission wrestler. I've broken her defenses twice without breaking a sweat.

Jean sprang up the moment she was let go and walked around the ring hurriedly wringing out her aching arms. The ref came over to ask if Jean was ok to continue on.

Jean would spend about half a minute arguing slightly with the ref and convincing her she was ok. She also seemed to be buying some time to catch a second wind.

Eventually she came back and got ready to face Yatori for round 3. Her expression was now more cold and serious and her eyes seemed to have less warmth to them. She was ready to fight anew.

Now she's really serious, Yatori decided. She moved in quickly to grapple with Jean for a couple of seconds, trying to force the redhead to her knees through strength and momentum.