Johnny Higurashi vs Ninjette - [TLC Match]

"Not...judging."

She actually had a lot more to say on the matter, but she figured it might be wise to reserve the rest of her breath for, well...breathing. The two punches to the back of her head didn't help matters, either; knocking out what precious good sense she had left.

The next thin she knew, she was being bullied up to her feet - by her hair - and put in a side headlock. Slightly better position than being on the ground, but it gave Johnny more possibilities than she liked - she needed an escape route, and she had one, though it was a bit of a long shot. Calling on her flexibility once again, she planted one foot and shot the other one up, doing a full split as her leg went up in an arch - a scorpion kick aimed for his face, or at least where she guessed his face might be.

Johnny had been stymieing Ninjette for most of the fight. He needed real offense rather than to just stop, mitigate or counter what she had been attempting to do to him. Putting her through a table might get that done but for now, it didn't seem like he could wriggle her over to one. He could let her go and grab the chair but that would mean letting her go.

As johnny took the second to try and decide, Ninjette seemed to choose for him. He watched her foot snake over her body at him and Johnny pulled back out of instinct. He wasn't sure how effective a kick like that could be, but he wasn't going to find out! As Johnny pulled back, he just decided to let gravity do the work for him and as her body was beautifully curled, Johnny dropped to his butt, not only to try and avoid the kick but also to try and DDT the ninja girl's face into the ground!

From the sound of the audience's cheer, they were reasonably impressed by the kick - it had taken her a long time to get that sort of flexiness going on, she was proud of it - there were only a few million people on the whole planet who could pull it off. It came in handy on more than a few occasions.

This, however, was not one of them.

All she could do was wince as her head went careening towards the ground - didn't do much to help, needless to say; she hit and pain erupted through her head, felt like her brain got knocked into her throat, as she went limp in his grasp.

Johnny sighed after the DDT hit. He finally felt her not trying to do everything in her power to get away from him. It must have succeeded. it was also payback for the two headbutts she'd given him. Even if she woke up, he doubted that she'd be doing that again. Johnny sat up and looked over Ninjette, smiling as he pulled her up and rolled her onto the nearby table. Now THAT was a knockout shot. All that was left was a little "tlc" and he could roll her back into the ring and pin her.

Johnny laid the char on top of Ninjette and moved over to the ladder. He took it to a position where he could stand it up. Then, he began to climb. The crowd began to crescendo as Johnny climbed tot he top of the ladder and looked down over the audience and down at the ninja girl. This might be the biggest in-ring thrill of his career. He'd never been so high, or flown so far. With one last glance at the ninja girl he let himself go, aiming to drive his side into the chair, into her, through the table and down into the floor. if she could get up after this, well, Johnny might just have to give her a hand shake and call it a day.

Ow. Ow. Seriously. Fuck. Ow.

She was aware, dimly aware, of being moved around like a rag doll. Just thinking seemed to hurt like hell, much less realizing where she was and what was happening. She was elevated - he put her on a table, and she felt something cold on her chest - he laid a chair on her. But he wasn't following up, just leaving her there. The audience was getting loud. What was he-

Oh. Oh, holy shit. Shit, shit, shit.

She opened her eyes enough to Johnny's silhouette above, his shadow looming like the angel of death itself - she needed to get away from this spot. Now. Right now.

He went airborne, and she tried her damndest to turn away and roll off the table in the precious two or three second after Johnny jumped and before he landed to give her the second most painful experience of her entire life.

Johnny had a grin on his face as he flew through the air. It was going to hurt him, even if he succeeded perfectly, it was going to hurt. But that was part of the fun! Being reckless and putting it all on the line. However, he saw Ninjette roll. His eyes widened and his smile vanished. All he could do was tuck his body inward a few inches before he barreled through the table, snapping it in half loudly and leaving him amongst the ruins. He was glad that the table broke his fall, but not glad for much else. He groaned against the collapsed table, one hand clutching his shoulder. He wasn't out, he hadn't smacked his head, thankfully, but he wasn't in any position to do much besides lay on the ground and groan.

Ninjette just managed to get out of the way, avoiding Johnny by a thin hair - she didn't see Johnny go through the table, but she heard it, and it sounded damn satisfying, and the crowd certainly agreed. From the sound of things, it was getting classic.

She laid on her back with a weak smile, looking over at him - or what was left of him, with that table wrapped around him."...weeeeeee."

It took her a moment - not a short one, either - but she managed to sit up and use the chair for a prop, groggily making her way to her feet as the fog started to clear. "Hey. Johnny. You dropped this." She dropped the chair on top of him, then just...fell, dropping on him with a simple, chair-reinforced, belly flop.

Johnny just groaned as the crowd roared. He really wasn't in a position to get back into the fight just yet. he barely even heard Ninjette's words as he snaked out his arm. and pawed at the ground in front of him.

Johnny just groaned when Ninjette threw the chair on top of him. And he didn't even see the belly flop until her full weight and the uncomfortable chair dug into his flesh. "Argh, shit, man!" He said, waking up from his stupor just enough to yell. He didn't want to think about his prospects if she was going to start bringing chairs back into things.

Landing on the chair stung her entire chest like she'd taken a hard slap on it, but she imagined Johnny took it even worse - totally worth it.

"Language, man." She stood back up and kicked the chair off him. "This is a family show."

The smart thing to do would be to just batter him to a little smear with a chair - that would get her the win, sure enough. But she was in wrestling arena, engaged in a match with a man who outweighed her by at least forty pounds and could probably bench two of her on a bad day. 'Smart' didn't enter the equation.

She reached down and grabbed him by the hair - a running theme with this match - and started to lift him up, trying to get him on his feet so they could head back in the ring. "Little groggy?" She tried to blast him with two good knees to the stomach with each leg, hopping so quick that her feet didn't even touch the ground between them. "This'll wake you up."

"No it... isn't..." Johnny muttered back. He couldn't help but be a bit flippant as Ninjette teased. He would have cracked a smile if his body wasn't aching. She lifted him up by the hair and Johnny grunted. The quick knees had him hopping off his feet, grunting with each hit as he fell forward in her grip as much as he could.

His arms snaked around her hips, resting against her lower back. Johnny wished her had the strength to squeeze and pull her into a painful bearhug but it was all he could do to keep himself against her while he just tried to block out the pain and figure out SOME way to get out of this pickle.