John Carnaby vs Rina Ninoita.

John was gleefully smiling, wrapping Rina hard into his embrace. The feel of her wrestling costume, the warmth of her body was a wonderful feeling. It kinda made John briefly forget that this was a wrestling match, then he remembered as he looked around with the vision. Still the master of creation decided he might as well make the best of it.

"So cute! You're like a Japanese angel you know that Ms Rina? Hee hee, mine to keep!" he said with a grin, John would begin teasing Rina by bouncing her around from side to side. He knew Rina was trying to break the hold, but John was trying to keep on it.

"Hmmm, hmmm. Yep, I work as an artist when I'm not wrestling. I'd be honoured to create a painting of you, maybe have you with some cuddly toys round you? Or perhaps by a river with a kimono? It doesn't matter Ms Rina, you would look beautiful no matter what." John continued, jumping up and spinning around playfully. But if Rina struggled enough then odds were she could manage to slip out of his embrace, that is if she could focus.

Rina just kept squirming and squirming non-stop as if she were a cat trying to escape, the pain for the Bearhug just being a bit too much for her while she was doing her best to try and pry herself free but to no avail currently. If it were a more experienced wrestler that had great coordination and skill, they'd be free already possibly, too bad that someone isn't the klutz that is Rina.

She would pause her screams for a second as she slowly lowers her head down after hearing what John said, slightly blushing at being called cute. "W-wha-" And then she'd be cut off from finishing once John started to bounce her around to the sides while in his grip which breaks her "focus", if she had any.

Next he started to spin himself around while excitedly gleeing over how beautiful Rina was while talking about wanting to draw her afterwards, which confused her but couldn't really think on that, she was spinning. "Aaaaaahhhh...~" She was both in pain and dizzy, not a good combination. But she was still trying to break free, with whatever strength she currently had she will try to push against John in whatever way she could while her legs kept squirming. If she does succeed in breaking free, Rina will land right on her butt and will try and crawl away backwards from her opponent.

John was really quite enjoying himself tonight, he was an artist as well as a wrestler. And John would have to say that he'd be lying if he said he didn't hope to paint a beautiful woman while he was here in tension, even more so a nice girl like Rina. Honestly with all the stuff that had been happening in John's life, what with college wrapping up and his decision to try and go into wrestling on a full time basis. The master of creation was more than happy to just have some fun with a match, instead of people trying to piledrive him headfirst to the mat.

Although it seemed that he was a bit lax at this point, he had been so busy gushing over how cute his opponent was that his grip had loosened up on the bearhug. In fact when Rina freed herself John just found himself blinking a couple of times as he tried to think on what just happened.

He then shook his head and got into a crouching position with a smile on his face, John twirled a strand of his hair before trying to move towards Rina. John would then say to her as he got close "Are you okay Ms Rina? Do you want to carry on?" while kneeling close to her. It may have been a match and John was wanting to win, but he wanted to make sure that Rina was at least alright considering that bearhug he just put her through. That said though John was probably leaving himself wide open for anything at this point.

Following escaping from the bearhug Rina's head was just spinning constantly in circles as she backed up away from John, this was evidenced by how it literally was slowly spinning on her neck with her eyes twirling. Just like with John she shook her head to get the cobwebs out and soon looked up at her opponent who was hovering over her with a smile.

While it was nice for him to be concerned and considerate of Rina's well being despite being his opponent in this match, at the same time it fairly creepy to her. And her response? Raising her right leg up and sending it into John's tummy, around his pelvis at best.

"I do..." She said while pushing herself clumsily back onto her feet then moving herself a bit before trying to be coordinated enough to throw herself at John with a spear.

John was feeling quite confident in his abilities thus far, he had been classed as a rookie due to his overall greenness. Sure there was potential there, but John was still a bit wet behind the ears when it came to being a wrestler. And this was one of those times it seemed, in his confidence and happiness in this match John had dropped his guard. Perhaps John had been too sportsman like for his own good, and it came back to bite him promptly.

Or rather it was in the form of a kick from Rina, knocking the artist back a bit. His eyes widened a little and a grunt escaped from his lips, John then inwardly felt a tad flustered by the sudden attack . The young master of creation took a few seconds to contemplate this, but made to get back up. Rina had stated that she wished to go on, in spite of the match being a tad one sided in the favour of John. Which was fine by the artist.

Rina might have been a tad clumsy, but it would serve well enough to catch John. Her spear would connect, with the artist not expecting the attack and thus not prepared to attempt a catch of the young lady. Thus he was sent to the mat, landing on his back with a heavy thud. "Gouf!" John grunted out, and inwardly pondered this as a consequence of dropping his guard. That took the wind out of the sails, or rather ripped the canvas off the easel of the artist.

Rina's head was feeling very light and dizzy after doing that quick motion to tackle John as she laid on top of him, she didn't expect to get light headed of all things from this but at least she finally was able to do something right and with real intentions. Pushing herself up the clumsy girls sees that she's on top of her opponent which causes her whole face to turn beet red while quickly covering her face with her hands in embarrassment.

In most cases a wrestler would instantly see the chance they'd have, but Rina hasn't had much experience with herself  "in the lead" to notice this. But after a while she uncovers her face to look down at John and then it comes to her.

"Oh, maybe I can..."

With her finally getting her head out of the gutter, Rina lifts her legs up and over to get off of the artist and then throws herself over his chest on the side. Going for a pin attempt as the ref-girl comes over to count.

"One...!"

This situation had been something that John's wrestling teacher had warned him about, that you could be seconds away from victory yet have it swept out from under you. That seemed a bit applicable to the current situation of John, as until that moment Mr Carnaby had been certainly in control of the battle. The artist certainly felt a tad stupid, but that was hidden under the nagging pain in his back.

Rina might have felt flustered considering her relative position to the master of creation, but he was reeling a bit from his opponent's counterattack to really pay attention. John was currently lying down, he'd state he was just taking 40 winks but really he was catching his breath. As he tried to recover John felt Rina get off of him, only briefly though.

Not enough for John to crawl away though, because the artist felt Rina's curvy body get atop him again for a pin attempt. The ref had already gone to one, that slap on the mat alerted John. The ref was about to get to the second count when John suddenly jerked himself upwards to break the pin, the artist thought that was a bit too close for his tastes. Certainly it added a flair of drama, but it wasn't preferred by the young man. As he got to his knees John attempted to retaliate by trying to leap forward and catch Rina in a front headlock, at least if this worked the artist would have a chance to try and apply his forte that was submissions.

With a smile on her face, Rina feels proud to get a pin attempt in on her opponent after nailing him, and getting out of lala embarrassment land. She hoped that what she did had an impact to make him stay down for at least a little bit, knowing full well she doesn't have this in the bag yet. But she wasn't pressing herself down on John, which was a mistake once the ref-girl made the first count hit.

Before the second count came Rina is tossed off of her opponent who suddenly threw himself up in a hurry, breaking the pin. "Whoa!" Rina wasn't prepared for that, when she should have been. Now in a sitting position she'll push herself to stand back up, but is instantly treated to a sudden headlock from John, having her head shoved under his arm and locked nicely. "Ah! Ughh..!" She struggles weakly by shaking while wrapping an arm around her opponent's waist and bringing the other to grips his arm around her neck.

John was wondering if Rina was more clever than she let on, perhaps it had been a ploy to prompt the young artist to lower his guard. And that had worked as he took a spear in the gut for it, and he nearly had victory slip out from under him too. That wouldn't have looked too good on the resume of his wrestling career to be sure, but thankfully Mr Carnaby had managed to avert disaster for himself. Still that shade of being a rookie had shown itself there a little....

And at the same time however John managed to turn things around to perhaps in his favour, this was a simple submission hold sure. But that was the most important thing to remember, the basics. And since training in day one John was taught various holds, he preferred them. Wasn't as messy as powerhousing or striking, and some of the moves looked pretty damn intricate. With the interest in art John had it made sense.

"Hgn!" John grunted out as he got started on applying pressure. Rina was putting in a struggle though, John would have been a bit concerned if she hadn't. The artist knew she was trying to get herself out of this, the artist though was going to try and avert that. He would try to keep to one knee on the mat with Rina still held in his toned upper arm, the preferred tactic of John was to keep the opponent grounded and whittle them down. There was one flaw in the master of creation's plan however, the opponent still had both arms free. Rina's struggles wasn't enough to currently deal with the hold, but nevertheless the fact that she had her upper limbs free worked in her favour.

Rina's complete inexperience and lack of skill was really showing at this point with putting on a lousy attempt to break free from the headlock by hugging John's waist with one arm while shaking herself. Although one interesting and amusing thing is that her grunts were cute sounding, even though she was already a bundle of cuteness to begin with.

Her struggling attempts were slightly halted when she feels John force her down onto her knees as he lowered himself down to help secure the hold better. It was at that moment that Rina finally decided to use the hugging arm for something else.

She raises her arm up to send her fist into her opponent's gut, however she didn't give it enough power as it was quick motion like a light jab. So it shouldn't really hurt all that much, but Rina still tried her best to do what she can despite being under John's control since she WANTS to try and improve to be a good wrestler no matter what.