John Carnaby vs Aria Snowheart

John felt Aria release his legs, however the relief was short lived as Aria reached for his handsome mane of hair. Now that he just couldn't stand for, he was an art student and prided himself on looking good. So he wasn't going to take that lying down, no sir.

So when Aria got behind him, he felt her going for what he felt was a German suplex. That was a move John knew inside and out, so he didn't panic and did as he was taught. He'd stop himself from being lifted into the air and then attempt to reverse the move so that he was the one firing off the suplex, putting his heels and back into the move. If he succeeded in doing this he'd attempt to hold Aria in place to start off a pin attempt.

Aria was caught off guard by John's swift recovery. Surely the suplex was a basic move, but it shouldn't have been that easy to counter. Aria barely had time to register what happened before her head crashed into the mat and she was pinned. Though somewhat dazed, she struggled to force John off just before the count of two.

Much as she didn't want to admit it, John was certainly better than she had thought him too be. He seemed to counter most of what she threw at him.

John let out a loud groan as he felt Aria kick out of the pin attempt, he moved his hands to his temple and rubbed it. He was starting to wonder just what'd take to down this girl, and he thought his pal Ryan Knight could take a beating.

But still he decided this was actually rather fun, it certainly hadn't been dull crossing blows with Aria. He wasn't a masochist though, he could only take so much himself. Staggering to his knees the art student would try to get near Aria and grab hold of her legs, to try and go for a submission attempt.

Aria wasn't going to let John have his way so often. Aria could have gotten up, but she didn't. John was simply evading all her attacks, so now she was changing tactics. Instead of getting up when she could, she pretended to let John come close. Once he reached forth for her legs, she would quickly reach her hands forth and grab his arms to pull him down.

If she could do that, she would quickly wrap her arms around his head for a headlock while bending his body in an awkward position.

John wasn't expecting that move there, but he supposed in his tiredness and state of mind he messed up.
He could feel the pain as his neck was getting cut off from air, the art student let out a groan of pain as he felt himself losing it.

"ngh...." he muttered out, wondering what he should do. He figured the best thing to try was to try and power out the hold. Using his own arms in an attempt to free his head, although his whole view was blurred at this point and he could be open for punishment as the art student tried to get out.

"You are not going anywhere." Aria gritted her teeth as she pulled down even further hoping to suffocate him. At the same time she would try to pull herself to her feet with just her legs.
if she could maintain the hold while standing, she would then drop down for a DDT.

Mr Carnaby figured there was no point in trying further to break the hold, so he was now striking at the ribs of Aria. More out of desperation than anything else, but then she went and did the DDT.

"Auagh!" John yelled out as his head hit the mat, now that had knocked the wind out of his sails. His eyes closed as he gritted his teeth, now he was stunned here. This match was taking it's toll on the young art student, he wasn't built like the tank that was his best friend Ryan Knight.

Mr Carnaby was stunned and down for the moment, his head dizzy from the attack.

"Finally." Aria breathed a sigh of relief as she stood back up and admired her work. Seems John always countered her previous moves, but now she got him good. From the looks of things, he wasn't built for endurance, which meant that now might be a moment to put the hurt on him.

Even though there was risks, Aria quickly took advantage of the moment to climb to the top of the ropes, where she would try to perform a body slam onto him.

John wasn't looking too good here, it seemed like he was out of gas and running on E. He was trying to slowly get back to a vertical base. But his body was just running out of steam, guess he needed more training it seemed.

And then Aria went and slammed down on him, now that was like knocking the wind out of his sails. "Uuuuagh...." he let out as the numb pain entered his body, his cheek on the mat as the fight got taken out of him.

Quickly Aria pulled John's leg up for the count. It didn't seem that John was a durable type of person.

"1--" The Ref girl quickly started on the count. Aria wasn't going to count her chickens before it hatched, but she sure has hell would be happy if it was over quickly. If John broke the count, Aria wouldn't be surprise. Instead she would get off him and try to lift him up by his hair before attempting to kick his stomach to put him in another move.