Heather vs Chigusa - Facesit Match

Feeling the thud of her enziguri connecting solidly, Heather would quickly roll away, getting onto one knee, expecting to see Chigusa layed out on the mat. Instead, she would watch as the girl had grabbed the middle rope, keeping herself up on her knees. Heather would let out a little frustrated click of her tongue as she picked herself up, walking back over to Chigusa.

"Just..get down!" Heather let out as she would try to grab at Chigusa's head, attempting to force her away from the ropes before trying to lock her in a front facelock, looking to swing her leg back before swinging it forward, attempting to use the momentum to hit a heavy DDT, a type of DDT that Heather loved doing.

Chigusa was holding on as much as she could, trying to muster her wits and get some defenses before Heather came in again. Not being knocked out by that blow was a plus, even though she was rattled and shaken, she had taken less damage than Heather for sure. She didn't have any illusions though as to who could take more punishment. That had always been her weak suit, the fact that she couldn't take too many hits before it started to seriously affect her fighting capability.

As Heather grabbed Chigusa's head, the idol counterattacked. She reached up and grabbed Heather's wrists, forcefully pulling the girl's arms away from her head, before giving the girl a slight shove back. Then Chigusa sprang up, attempting to tackle Heather around the waist and take her down onto the mat.

Heather was certain that she could take the girl down right here. She knew if she could connect with this DDT, she could get the girl already on the brink of being knocked out, all she would have to do would be to quickly get herself on top of her and sit on her face. However it seemed that Chigusa wasn't just going to let that happen. The girl was still very much in the fight.

Heather clicked her tongue as Chigusa pulled her arms away from her head. The shove would slightly unbalance her before the girl rammed right into her, knocking her down to the mat as she would glare up at Chigusa. "Gh..get out of here." Heather let out, writhing around a bit as she tried to crawl backwards.

After knocking Heather down, Chigusa quickly pushed herself up off of Heather and quickly stepped back, letting out a little groan as she rubbed the back of her head. After taking those two blows, she wanted to get a breather before going back in to fight Heather. It didn't matter that much that Heather was getting a chance to recuperate since this was going to be a long fight, and endurance was key.

"Heh, I could use a break," Chigusa said, "We've been going at it pretty hard Heather, do you think you can keep up?"

Heather would try to readjust herself on the floor, expecting Chigusa to crawl up her and lock her in the first facesit, but instead the girl would push herself off of her and step back. Heather would breathe in and out deeply, shaking her head before she would slowly pick herself up as well. She was taking as much of a breather as she could before she would hear Chigusa's words.

"Hah..you would.." Heather let out, though honestly she wouldn't mind a little break as well. "You bet. Forget keeping up, I'll be ahead of you for the rest of this match." Heather said, grinning at Chigusa as she would put her hands on her hips.

Chigusa knew that facesits, while satisfying, were not the true path to victory. Tomomi had a match like this before against Adrian, and in the end it wasn't the facesit that won the match, but rather Tomomi getting beaten up until she couldn't fight anymore. So the key to winning wasn't sitting on Heather's face until she passed out, but rather beating her until she was already close to passing out, and then just finishing her off.

"You really do boast," Chigusa said with a smile and a shake of her head, "But at most we're equal right now. I'd even say I'm ahead, but I do respect you Heather."

She raised her arms in a fighting stance. She grinned, then quickly stepped forward to engage Heather. She decided to open up with strikes, throwing quick jabs at Heather's face and torso, not trying to hurt with her strikes so much as put Heather on the defensive to drive her back.

"Nh..w-well.." Heather began to say as she heard the girl say something she wasn't expecting at all. She really couldn't argue or go against her when Chigusa was saying stuff like that. She would just cross her arms a bit and nod her head. "Eh..y-yeah..you're right..We..really are equal at the moment." Heather let out, unable to deny it as she shrugged her shoulders.

As the girl got into a fighting stance, stepping forward, Heather would ready herself as the girl threw her punch. Heather would swat the girl's hit to her face away before she felt one collide with her torso, causing her to have to try and block the punches. All the while, she would attempt to throw a little sweep kick at the girl's leg defensively as she backed up.

One punch already made it through Heather's defenses when Chigusa's fist thudded into Heather's torso, striking her ribs right underneath her big bust. It probably didn't hurt much, but it did get Heather to go on the defensive. But before Chigusa could press her advantage, she felt a sharp pain in her calf. Heather's kick struck home and Chigusa's leg shook. She did not fall, but it did slow her down for a second. Still, Chigusa wasn't stopping. After regaining her balance, which only took a second, she swung back.

"Yah!" she yelled as she threw an open palm upwards, putting her body's momentum into it by pushing her palm right at Heather's chin. She hoped to hit Heather with a jaw-rattling blow, hopefully to daze her and make up for the delay. But Heather had a chance to recover, so would she even let that strike through?

As the two were in quite the heated striking battle, ending up with Chigusa getting her hits in and then Heather striking back with that kick to the girl's calf, the two seemed to be at a stalemate. Chigusa wasn't forced down onto the mat, but Heather was able to slow her down just a bit. However, reeling back just a bit, Heather wasn't able to follow through soon enough, allowing Chigusa to get in her followup palm.

"Gugh!" Heather let out as the palm strike collided with her chin, sending her back a bit as she shook her head, rubbing her chin from the move. Heather wouldn't give an inch though. She took a couple seconds, but the second she recovered she would charge directly at Chigusa, trying to spear her hard into the mat.

The palm strike snapped Heather's head back and forced her to retreat, but Chigusa couldn't follow up. Her stance was overextended thanks to that kick that disrupted her legs and forced them farther apart than She was used to, making her very unbalanced. Chigusa quickly tried to recover her stance and take a few steps back so that she didn't fall right into Heather's striking range.

But Heather's attack completely caught Chigusa off guard. The girl was fast and strong, and when she charged in for the tackle, Chigusa wasn't prepared to dodge. Heather came in too fast! "Guh!" she gasped when Heather tackled her right in the gut, sending her crashing down onto the mat with Heather on top. She gasped in pain, but instinctively struck back by grabbing the back of Heather's head and pulling her in close, while her thighs snapped up and grabbed her slim waist to start squeezing.