Speed Ticket or Handcuff match: Brenna vs Ise

A string of problems seemed to pile up when Brenna had discovered her inner ape and had jumped over her with a not overly subtle or elegant flip, at least her landing was slightly botched, and came running while she was still gasping for air.

"Uuhh!"
Ise lost a good deal of air when she was hammered in the corner by Brenna, and she could only use her hands to hang in the corner for now to not fall down on her opponent.

Brenna was not as muscular as Ise but the blonde was still a fair size, and she could feel her opponent shudder as she hit her with the running shoulder, smacking her against the corner post.

She stepped back and smiled happily to see Ise slumped and struggling. The plucky Scot felt like she was managing to swing the match in her favour! Brenna had been worried that a handcuff match would end up in a humiliating squash for the rookie, but she now hoped she could emerge with something to show for it.

As she eyed up her winded opponent, she flashed a wave to the crowd, deciding how best to put the hurt on her larger foe.

“Canâ€t wait till Iâ€ve got a tame traffic cop!!” she taunted.

As Ise panted, Brenna would make her move, clambering up the turnbuckle where the Japanese girl hung.

“Letâ€s go for a joyride!!”

At the top, Brenna would try to grab Iseâ€s head in a facelock and jump off the top rope, hoping to drag her big opponent down to the mat in a high-impact falling spinning DDT.

It was a big surprise to Ise that Brenna had turned the match around rather quickly and used another piece of athleticism to climb the turnbuckle behind her while she was still trying to convince her lung to put air in her body instead of making a rather useless motion after all.

Sadly her inner monologue did go unanswered when she was subjected to a front headlock. She had a qwuick thought of just holding on to the ropes, but that could easily snap her neck so she had not many choices
"Nnaah!"
She shrieked while they went down on the mat and Ise crashed face first in the ring like a sack of potatoes.

“YES!!” Brenna cheered as she pulled off the high-impact DDT, waving to the crowd as she clambered back to her feet. Things seemed to be really going her way, and her adrenaline was pumping.

“Ooh, you kissed the mat HARD!” she gloated impishly, the audience noise going a little to her head. The blonde then decided to repay Ise by going for a quick pin whilst the big girl was down and groaning. Brenna would heave her opponent onto her back, then lay down and hook a leg, hoping for a quick 3-count.

Her opponent said something, but Ise was too occupied with the noise of her blood running through her ears while she was lying nose first on the mat, temporarily stunned and dazed. When she was rolled around, she did not know what to expect until she felt that Brenna would hook one of her legs, marking the first time she got pinned in the last years in a regular match.

It had took a little time to roll her around, and as much as she wanted to kick out at one, her rationale side took over so she would try to go for a big woman kick out with both legs. Sadly she could not throw the girl simply off her, a hooked leg prevented her from that so she tried to kick out at a late 2 count, conserving strength as good as possible.

“Ahh!” Brenna cried out as the pin nearly reached three, before the big girl kicked out, sending the blonde rolling off to the side. For a moment, she thought she had almost won it, not realising that Ise had simply been conserving her energy by extending the pin.

“So close!” Brenna gasped, clambering slowly to her feet. “Oh well, I got closer than you did!!” she taunted impishly, motioning Ise with her arms, wanting her opponent to get up off the mat as soon as possible. The Scot wanted to assess how much fight her foe had left in her; if she could taunt her into an unfocused attack, all the better.

"Sure, you're the shit."
Ise grunted while she got up really slow, holding her head in a theatric fashion. Ok, her head was indeed hurting and she was also a little bit dizzy after the hard impact of the DDT, but also had found some time to come back more to her senses while she was playing hurt duck for the fox.

And indeed, she would come at Brenna with an easy to duck clothesine in a slow fashion but would attempt to pick up some speed, run a nearby rope to hopefully surprise shoulder block her opponent.

Brenna really felt like she was getting hold of the flow of the fight. She was only a rookie, but she would make this ring her own, or so she thought.

“Yeah, come on!” she grinned, beckoning Ise over to her. It seemed to work perfectly as the lumbering cop charged and swung out an arm, which Brenna ducked with graceful ease.

“Oho, too slow,” she chuckled, turning to see if she could follow up with a counter…

…and unexpectedly meeting a wall of charging muscle, driving a dropped shoulder straight into her chest!

“UNGH!!” she cried out, dramatically losing her footing and falling painfully onto her ass. She had fallen for the proâ€s playing possum, and was disoriented as well as hurt as she sat weakly up on the mat.

Ise had a wide grin on her face when she came to a stop again and the snot nosed kid crashed to the ground to look like a little girl in the kindergarten, sitting in the sand. She had been worried when her own face had hit the mat some minutes ago, but sheer luck and experience had brought her back into the game. And maybe a little overconfident Brenna.

"Oh yeah, you're right. Way to slow."
She commented while attempting to grab her opponent by the ankle and swing her around from left to right to gain momentum and let her sail through the air like a cup from a fast food restaurant which flew out of the window of a driving car before letting go of her and watch her hit the mat again.

“Ahh, hey, noo…” Brenna protested as her ankle was grabbed. This soon became a shriek as she was swung into the air.

“AIII-UNFFF!!” She flew dramatically through the air before clattering into the canvas with a painful grunt. The blondeâ€s body had been thrown across the ring with impressive force, leaving poor Brenna in an embarrassing tangle of limbs on the floor.

“Unghhh… donâ€t do that…” she grumbled weakly, humbled by the bigger girlâ€s show of strength. Things would get bad for her if she couldnâ€t counter these power moves, but right now her world was spinning.