Alistair vs Eske Mal

She rammed into him, pressing his body in between her and the turnbuckle. Eske continues to try and press his body into the corner. She saw his hands begin to move and her own quickly went to grab his wrists and keep them down. Eske smirks, looking directly into his eyes. She stamps both of er feet down on his boots, making so she had Alistair pinned into the corner.

As her hands grabbed a hold of his wrists thoughts of defense were quickly destroyed stomping on his feet trapping him to the corner of the ring. Alistair couldn’t help but blush slightly as cute mute girl seemed to peering into his soul “do your worst!" He barked at her glared back at her in a show of false confidence before closing his eyes readying himself for the “deathblow.”

His shouting caused her to lightly flinch. But she still grins at him. Eske leans her head forward to peck his cheek. "You're adorable to this writer...Too bad you have no true confidence..." Eske would back off of Alistair, but still grip his wrists. She would quickly throw him down as he was probably in confusion. Eske would then jump up to slam an elbow into his back

With his eyes closed Alistair readied himself for a painful blow only to blink in surprise at her words feeling her soft lips touch his cheek his face flushed red in embarrassment. “What are you?...whhaaaaa“  With Eske still clutching to his wrist she effortless throw him over her shoulder onto the mat awkwardly landing on his stomach. Starting to feel like a human rag doll the blonde quickly rolled to his side avoiding her follow up attack, her elbow driving into the mat inches away from his body.

Alistair started to chuckle “no real confidence huh? that’s cute coming from a girl who barely speaks.” He retorted as the both got to their feet to continue “you're pretty cute yourself but you should smile more often it seems to suit you better than scowling” the blonde said offhandedly to the girl as he clutched his body readying himself to go on the offensive.

She really didn't like to speak. But she had to do so to psych him out like that, to at least see if it would work. And it did. His face was so red after she did nothing more than kiss his cheek. Eske tosses him over her shoulder and onto the floor behind her.

She immediately hissed in pain as her shoulder crashed into the mat. She slowly stands up, still frowning at Alistair. Her eyes narrow as he comments on her non-smiling. Eske put up her hands and got ready for him once again.

Running towards recklessly would only lead to more pain Alistair knew he had to be crafty to get any sort of advantage going forward. With the brunette giving him the death glare the blonde responded with his usual cocky smile “Let’s pick up the pace a bit shall we?” Alistair sprinted towards her telegraphing a running knee but this was only a feint.

If he was lucky she’d take the bait and the highflyer would grab ahold of her arm, run up the ring ropes and push off with top rope spring boarding off of them causing her to flip onto the mat.

She couldn't keep up with what just happened, it was so fast. He fakes a knee strike, which makes her throw an arm forward to block, but her arm was grabbed! She gasps, and finds herself being flipped right wherenshe stood. Eske gasps slightly before crashing down onto the floor with a cry out.

With the girl failing on her back Alistair ended his move with a small bow to the crowd the crowd cheered as the showman was finally in control of the match. Letting the excitement get to him Alistair quickly climbed the nearest turnbuckle getting to where he was most comfortable in the ring. Sitting there waiting for his prey to stand up before leaping off looking to hit her with a flying cross body.

Regrettably Alistair wasn't thinking ahead the move would hurt him more than his opponent as the damage Eske had done to his torso earlier had taken its toll. As their bodies collided Eske could hear an audible crack on impact as the blonde landed on top of her.

She knew what was coming. She hard studied enough wrestling books and videos to know. But, for once, she wasn't thinking about that and stood up, only to have Alistair's legs and body come crashing into her, forcing the writer back down. She let out a cry and fell once again.

Eske groans and looks up at Alistair, her scowl not fading. She struggled around to free herself from underneath him.

"AAAHHHHH!!!" Alistair howled in pain but not wanting to his position he pressed his body against her grabbing a hold of her wrist pinning them above her head Alistair stared into the cute writer’s eyes “this situation seem familiar?” he asked in an innocent tone smiling before leaning forward  to steal a quick kiss from the scowling brunette. The boy’s face inches away from her his hair partially covering blue eyes curious to see her reaction he waited for her response before looking to deliver a skull rattling head-butt to the poor girl.