Johnny Higurashi vs Ninjette - [TLC Match]

Ah, damn - no guillotine for Johnny. Would have been picture perfect, too, but she got a good consolation prize; the axe kick chopped him in the side, giving her the satisfaction and put him down on his hands and knees. Almost flat on the mat, just where she wanted him - he only needed a little more incentive, and she had much to give.

Keeping the pressure on, not pausing her assault for even a few seconds, she jumped straight up and came down towards Johnny's back with both heels, looking to hit him with a simple Goomba Stomp - nothing fancy, but damned effective, and guaranteed to plant him in the ring if she could connect it.

Johnny's eyes widened as Ninjette leaped up and stomped down hard on his back. Pain shot through his spine as he was bent in a curve and then flopped flat on his stomach, huffing against the ring mat and groaning. She was tough. Really tough and she wasn't playing around. Johnny was starting to get excited. This could be a real challenge for him. If she wasn't using any dirty tricks, either? Shit, Johnny might have hit the jackpot, if he could survive.

"Skadoosh."

She landed with grace and poise, though it probably didn't feel that way to Johnny. Hopping off his back, she shot a peace sign out to the audience and soaked in some of the admiration - from the sounds of things, they were loving it so far, and she'd only just begun to kick ass.

She was tempted to go ahead and bring a chair or a ladder in, but she figured it might be best to soften him up a little more first - after all, he did say he liked using his body, so she could indulge him a bit on that; no need to get nuts just yet. Wearing away on his upper body would help build her some capital later on, anyway.

"So - having fun yet?" She turned back to him and tried to sit down on his shoulder while he laid there - she was going for a reverse armlock, pulling his arm up through her legs and putting her weight down on his shoulder while she yanked the rest of the arm up. He probably wouldn't submit from it, not this early on, and she didn't want it to, truth be told. Having way too much fun. "By the by, I feel it's my civic duty to tell you about all the really creepy fanfics I stumbled on when I read up on you. Some of your fangirls are messed up, man."

johnny expected Ninjette to continue to follow up on her attack but when she didn't he used the moment to catch his breath and pull his knee under his body. And then she used him as an ottoman and Johnny growled. When she grabbed his arm, Johnny tensed his muscles to resist her lock. He was pretty confident that if he couldn't prevent the hold, he could at least stall her. She was way lighter than a lot of the girls he could league and he was used to pumping two of her in the gym.

"Actually... yeah..." He muttered in response to her question. he WAS having fun. While she chatted and tried to secure the hold, Johnny pushed his other hand against the mat and tried to push himself and Ninjette up. johnny then let his arm drop, and turned his body, hoping to catch Ninjette off guard so she dropped onto her back with Johnny rolling his back onto her legs in an impromptu pin attempt. he didn't expect the victory to come from it, and if it did, he'd be really disappointed, but maybe it would teach her not to underestimate him or his strength.

Her father warned her about talking in a fight - he was something of an evil bastard, so she didn't really take many of his lessons to heart, but it seemed like this one should have stuck - she gave Ryan a moment to recoup, and she was reaping it and reaping it bad.

She managed to secure the hold, but it didn't matter - not with this guy. He was pushing up. She was a light weight, barely over a hundred pounds, but even still - from this position? Damned impressive...and damned smart, too; he turned the submission against her and rolled back, pinning her flat on the mat.

"Oh, for fuck's sake-"

"One...!"

"Right, enough of that." She bucked hard, trying to make Johnny pop up enough so she could pull a leg out and kick him in the side to get him and roll away, putting some space between them - the less time she spent under a guy like this, the better.

Johnny flashed Ninjette a smile when she audibly informed him that his sneaky trick wasn't going to work. Johnny grunted as Ninjette jammed her foot into his side and popped up to his feet. As the ninja girl rolled away, he wasn't going to fall for the thing that just got Ninjette rolled up.

Johnny charged, trying to close the gap and send a hard kick at the black clad girl. It would be nice if he could catch her while she was still trying to get away. Her speed and agility seemed to be as impressive as his strength.

Yup - kicking his ass around the ring had been fun for a minute, but it looked like the vacation was over - time for business, and Johnny was all about it, all of the sudden.

She started to pop up, get back to her feet and start the offense again, but even though she was definitely the quicker, here, Johnny was no slouch, either; he managed to close the distance and start to pay her back with interest, launching a kick right into her stomach. She let out a loud gasp, grabbing her stomach as she stumbled back into the ropes, wincing from the pain - the boy hit like a damn Mack truck. Through it all, though, she kept up her own smile. "Eh...had better kicks. 6 out of 10."

Johnny smiled as he forced her back with the kick but he didn't let up. He followed through and tried to send a clothesline at her to bend her over the top rope and spill her out of the ring.

"Kickin' ain't my strong suit." He said as he swung his beefy arm at the ninja girl. He couldn't help but be amused by her taunts. So far, he hadn't had as much fun in a match since he fought his friend Ro. Johnny mused what Ro would do if he told her some skinny ninja girl gave him a better match. That alone might be worth getting his butt kicked by Ninjette. But Johnny definitely wasn't going to just lay down. Pissing off his friend wasn't worth losing a match no matter how hilarious it might be to see Ro pop a brain vein.

And Johnny wasn't giving her a moment, not letting up after the kick - a man after her own heart, really. She might have even been impressed enough to crush on him a bit, if he wasn't spoken for. Lucky girl.

The bit about having been kicked harder was sort of bullshit; she was fairly sure she had, at some point, taken a harder kick, but she wasn't nearly lucid enough to remember it. Johnny was on her in the next moment, hitting her with a clothesline - and this time, she couldn't get her arms up fast enough to block, still reeling for the kick. She grunted at the blow hammered her chest and sent her flipping over the ropes, crashing down on the unforgiving floor.

Shaking her head, she reached up and grabbed onto the edge of a nearby table, using it for support as she lifted up - she hurt, but nothing serious just yet; more stunned than anything. Though if she didn't watch it, that situation could change, soon...

Johnny leaned over the ropes as he followed through with the clothesline. It felt good sending her tumbling out of the ring. Normally he might wait for her to come back in. Johnny was pretty gentlemanly outside of the ring. However, there were a few reasons why he wasn't just going to do that as he bent his knees, grabbed the ropes and threw himself recklessly at her to try and throw his body into hers.

For one, there wasn't going to BE a ten count. She could rest up all day long.

For two, she was too good. He couldn't give her an inch. At least not yet.

And for three, as much as Johnny was a good guy outside of the ring, inside he loved the thrill of riding a little dangerously. It must be why he enjoyed fighting Ninjette so much already, as well as other girls of her ilk.