Ninja vs Amazon : Rebecca vs Asami

Rebecca winced after she slammed Asami down for a while, standing back up to get so valuble recovery time herself. Checking on how badly those punches got her and how much her arm ached before moving to grab the ninja's legs. The amazon wasn't done.

Asami placed a hand on her face, shaking her head as she tried to clear it. However, before she could throw off all the cobwebs, she felt her leg's being seized in Rebecca's strong hands. Although the ninja had a fondness for having her legs rubbed down, she doubted that the Amazon had massage in mind.
Concern bringing her mind back into focus, Asami sat up as she tried to squirm and thrash, hoping to try and yank a leg free. Against Rebecca's strength she didn't think she'd have much hope of freeing herself with a mini-tantrum. The ninja however, was trying to stall as she looked about checking her position in the ring before Rebecca started doing something bad to her anatomy.

Asami would soon find herself centre of the ring, dragged by her legs as Rebecca trapped them underneath her arms before she started to spin around. Hoping to disorientate her with a giant swing. "Giant" being the key word.

"No..wait....what are you doing!?" the kunoichi exclaimed as she was dragged to the middle of the ring.
Then the Amazon began to spin, Asami's light frame of little burden to the larger woman it seemed.
"Whaaahhhh-!?" Asami exclaimed as Rebecca's giant swing got started. "Stoooop ittt!"
With every rotation, the ninja saw the ceiling whirl about above her, and she grew dizzier....

"It'll be done soon." Rebecca grunted as she span the small ninja around and around, trying to avoid becoming dizzy before letting go, sending the ninja flying across the ring and down to the mat. Asami... was her friend kinda, so she felt a little bad for being so aggressive with her, but maybe she'd be more insulted if the amazon went easy on her.

Asami groaned after her spinning flight ended with her flat on her back on the mat.
"Spinning...." she mumbled as the world seemed to keep whirling about her.
Still disoriented from the move, the ninja noticed she seemed near the ropes at one side of the ring. Deciding to make use of the ninja tactic of retreating when
things got overly bad, Asami would roll out of the ring, under the bottom rope. She'd take a bit of a fall to the matted floor outside the ring, but it might buy her some time to recover....

"Where'd she go?" Rebecca asked when her head stopped spinning around. The Ref pointing in one direction, but there was no ninja. "Seriously." the amazon said, focusing a glare on the referee "Where?"

"I dunno, outside maybe?" The ref took a guess as she pointed in the same direction she did before, not wanting to be slammed or crushed or whatever else this hulking brute could do to her. The amazon moved towards the ropes, trying to step through to get down to the floor

Moving to her hands and knees, Asami crawled away, going around the corner from where she landed. She got around just as Rebecca came over and stepped through the ropes to the floor, sort of playing a dangerous game of hide and seek with the Amazon.
*Can't...fight her like this..* she thought as she tried to stop her spinning vision. *I need to buy time to recover...*

By the time Rebecca got to the outside, the ninja had gone again, leaving her shrugging her shoulders. "Where the fuck is she?" She asked herself, patrolling the outside of the ring to try and find her.

Meanwhile on the opposite side of the ring, Asami rolled under the ropes, putting herself back in. Getting back to her feet, she saw Rebecca walking about outside the ring.
*I know I've seen something like this in some video game. Oh yeah, one of those Metal Gear games. Only thing missing is a giant minigun mounted on Rebecca's back.* she thought crazily to herself before she pushed the thought out of her head, along with the residual dizziness from the Amazon's giant swing.
She broke into a run, looking to hurl herself through the gap between the first and second ropes in a suicide dive that would hopefully carry her into Rebecca's body, her shoulder driving into the Amazon's midsection.
Just before the dive Asami would give a sharp whistle, hoping to get her opponent to turn and face her and give her a wider target, but looking to deny her enough time to leap out of the way.