A Seat at Teacher's Table ~Miss Spencer vs. Rainbow Mika~

Sensing that this was her chance, watching Mika lean against the ring, Spencer knew she needed to act now if she wanted to end this. She stepped forward towards Mika, reaching up for her fellow blonde's head, stepping towards her side as she did so. Quickly she tried to snake her arms around Mika's neck and into a headlock, and if she could pull this off, she'd step away from the ring with Mika in tow, suddenly taking several quick steps forward to try and bulldog her opponent right into the floor of the arena.

As she caught her breath, Mika gagged as she suddenly felt Spencer's arm wrap tightly around her head. "Rrrrghhuuuh..." Clenching her teeth, she found her head being squeezed hard against Spencer's chest, and her face reddened, both from the position and from the pressure. She fought back, grabbing at Spencer's arm with one hand and using her free hand to probe upwards, finding purchase against Spencer's chin and pushing back hard on it. For a moment, the two blonde beauties squeezed and twisted against each other as they fought for control in the ringside.

That is, until Spencer rushed forward, slamming Mika's head against the ring floor. "GGAH!" Mika's body jolted from the impact, before going limp as Mika lay, moaning, on her front.

Spencer came crashing down into a sitting position beside of Mika after the bulldog hit. She sat there beside of Mika for a moment, a brief moment to rest and catch her breath. She was glad that she had put Mika down, but she knew she didn't have time to just sit there. She needed to get back up and get Mika through a table, and quickly, before the Rainbow Warrior had a chance to flip the situation back around on her yet again.

The teacher's breath was still ragged, as she moved to stand up, looking shaky on her feet, even more than before. She looked around, her eyes darting to and fro, searching for a table. There was still a few of them lying outside of the ring, but she was concerned; would she be able to set one up before Mika had the chance to recover? She bit her bottom lip, her mind racing as she tried to decide whether or not to take the risk, then finally decided on what to do.

Leaning down, she went to grab Mika by her pigtails, one in each hand, and give them a sharp pull, trying to get her back up on feet. Then, the teacher would drag her over towards the nearby announcer's table, trying to throw Mika by her hair up onto it.

A table was a table, after all, and no one even said the announcer's was off-limits.

For a few moments, Mika lay sprawled on her front, her leg kicking weakly against the concrete surface. All of the usual dizziness from her earlier hits to the head came back to her now, her vision a swirling kaleidescope as her forehead throbbed and drummed painfully. She was barely aware of the shouting and screaming of her fans in the crowd, extoling her to get back up. At this point, she could barely turn her head, let alone get back up.

She recieved unwanted help back to her feet, however, when Spencer grabbed onto both of her pigtails and yanked hard. "Aaaah..." she gasped as she was hauled unsteadily to her feet. Her legs wobbled and threatened to give out from under her, Spencer's grip on her pigtails being the only thing keeping her upright. Weakly, she grabbed for Spencer's wrists. "Nnn..let...go..."

Let go Spencer did, after she ran forwards and threw Mika, by her pigtails, on top of the table. The Rainbow Warrior let out a loud groan as her body slammed against the hard surface, sending pain shooting through her. Unlike the last table, this one was made of sturdier stuff, and didn't creak ominously with the first impact. Mika couldn't appreciate this fact, however,lying face-down in front of a bunch of very startled announcers.

The announcers weren't stupid. They knew it was time to beat feet and get the hell out of the way. Up from the table they went, getting the hell out of there before they could get in the way of the two women. Of course, the third women in the arena, Dixie, was still nearby, and didn't seem too worried about Spencer and Mika. She didn't hop up out of her seat to get out of the way, the cowgirl simple slid her chair back away from the table, remaining relaxed as she watched the two women going at it.

Miss Spencer, on the other hand, looked deadly seriously as she tossed Mika up onto the announcer's table. Slowly, she climbed up after Mika onto the table, moving around to where Mika's legs were at, taking great care as she slowly stood up, looking down at her opponent from her elevated position. Leaning down again, she went to grab each of Mika's thick legs, trying to lift the woman upwards, into the air. She summoned up all of her strength, what little bit she had left, as she tried to lift up Mika, trying to haul her up high enough to set the woman up for a simple, easy powerbomb, hoping that by dropping her opponent back down with it, she could drive her through the table and finally end this.

Mika was breathing heavily now, her head tilted to the side as she lay against the hardwood table. Spencer had really been putting her through the grinder in this match, and it looked like all of that punishment was finally catching up to her. She tried to move, but her body was slow to respond- the most she was able to do was move an arm, turn a shoulder, and take a deep breath. She was in trouble now.

That trouble seemed to be finding her again as she was rolled over onto her back, Her chest rose and fell as she saw Spencer leaning down again, sliding her arms around her thighs. Weakly, Mika was pulled up off the table and lifted high into the air. Past the dizziness, she dimly realized what was going on as she was lifted over the table, her chest cushioned nicely against Spencer's as she was held up by her thighs.

Giving a tired groan, Mika did the first thing that came to her head. Which, admittedly, probably wasn't the wisest.

Her head shot forwards, her forehead colliding hard with Spencer's in a last-minute headbutt. Mika felt the collision jar her already throbbing skull, but if it brought her some time or prevented Spencer's power bomb, then she knew it would be worth it.

It took every once of energy she could muster, but eventually the teacher managed to lift up Mika, moving her into position for the powerbomb. Miss Spencer could feel how close Mika's body was as she lifted her up, she felt her own chest pressing against Mika's for a moment as she hauled the girl up. That feeling caused her to hesitate, stopping for a moment with a light gasp, and that moment was all Mika needed.

Before Spencer realized what was happening, Mika's head was swinging forward with the headbutt. She heard a loud CRACK as Mika's forehead collided with her own, a rush of pain surging through her skull as their heads impacted. A shudder ran through the teacher, her arms going weak, causing her to let go of Mika right there. Her hands shot up to hold her forehead, a weak cry up pain emerging from her lips as she stood there, seemingly stunned by the sudden, severe strike of the Rainbow Warrior.

Even though Mika was used to delivering headbutts on her opponents (something that caused many to remark that she must have a particularly hard head), the last blow was almost as debilitating for Mika as it had been for Spencer. As Spencer let the Rainbow Warrior go, she was sent tumbling downwards, crashing onto her back on the table at the teacher's feet.

"Aaaahgn..." Mika moaned, her curvy body arching as she clutched her forehead. Rolling gingerly to the side, she tumbled off the table back down to the arena floor, where she lay on her front, still clutching her forehead and kicking fitfully with one leg

Both ladies were now in serious pain and in a mutual state of dizziness. As far as the crowd was concerned, the match could go either way now.

Mika's headbutt had hurt. It hurt a lot, and Spencer was left reeling from the sudden impact of it. When Mika rolled off of the table and away from her, the teacher dropped down, dropping to her knees, stilling holding her head with both hands, eyes shut tight. She was going to be feeling this in the morning, she could already tell she was going to have a hell of a headache.

You don't have time to just sit here! A voice in the back of her head called out to the teacher. Get back up, right this instant! Even with the voice urging her to continue though, it was hard for Spencer, damn hard after all she had been put through in the match.

Eventually, after what must have seemed like an eternity to the crowd, the buxom teacher lowered her hands, opening her eyes with an exhausted, weak sigh. She could hardly believe that Mika had stopped her, leaving her with a throbbing feeling coursing through her head, but now she needed to teach the masked woman a lesson, give her a taste of what she deserved for stopping Spencer's attempt at ending the match. Moving slowly and carefully, Spencer went to slip off of the table, back onto her two feet on the arena floor. She sighed again, looking down at Mika with a light tsk, and once more she reached down for her pigtails, wanting to pull the woman back up to her feet one more time.

As Spencer rolled off the table, Mika was still clutching her forehead, trying to shut out the pain. The noise in the background had turned into a faint echo, and her sense of spatial awareness had been shot to hell-- she was only dimly aware of the fact that she was somewhere on the cold arena floor. Either way, she was hurting all over, and wanted nothing more than to stop and take a breather.

Except, she knew, if she didn't keep fighting, then her old trainer Yoko Harmageddon would never let her hear the end of it. Worse, what if Zanghief-sama was in the audience? The thought of losing face in front of her idol horrified her, and she resolved (dizzily) to keep fighting Spencer...wherever she was.

A second later, her scalp burned once again as her pigtails were yanked, alerting Mika to Spencer's presence. She gasped loudly at the pain in her scalp as she was pulled up to her feet, her body brushing against Spencer's as she was dragged up.

"Stop...doing...that..." the Rainbow Warrior groaned. The next thing either of them knew, Mika was surging forwards, her body pressing up blindly against Spencer's and her arms wrapping around the teacher's waist. Taking a deep, ragged breath, Mika leaned back, lifting the teacher up in a surprise bear hug!