Juniper Nayle vs Clyde Gastin

Surprised, she looked Clyde up and down. Her eyes narrow a bit. "I can't tell if you're just playing, or if you got raped or something....How uh, old were you when that happened?" She asked, a bit concerned for the guy. Although she kept her distance.

Not paying attention got her a kick to the side. She groans out and falls over but, Juniper still tried to flirt. "I'm sure I have enough for your price..."

Clyde huffed and cracked a slight smile at Juniper's words. "Old enough." He muttered in a carefree manner just moments before kicking her down to the mat.

He stood above her and grinned... Until she opened her mouth and made Clyde's eyes widen a bit. "Huh!? Dude! Yer really into me huh!?" He exclaimed, pointing at her with a reddened cheeks. It wasn't his first time with this sort of thing but it was a little sudden.

Sue hetan a grin, seeing how flustered Clyde became with her response. She starts to stand up once again after being lightly floored by the man's kick. "Oh, but what re you talking about? The way I swing my hips? The way I speak to you?"

Before long, she would be standing tall and pressing Clyde up. "Go on, cowboy. Tell me what it is that makes you think that?"

"Uhhh...." Clyde was taken aback by how forward Juniper suddenly got with him, how eager she suddenly was, grinning and speaking to him so enticingly regarding her ample hips and the way she spoke to him. Truth be told, it was the way she had been speaking to him.

"We supposed ta' fight ya know!" He exclaimed before feeling her body press up on him. Clyde stood tall and firm, refusing to falter no matter how 'affected' he was. Looking at Juniper, Clyde would furrow his brow and wrinkle his nose, giving a light huff before he tried to suddenly snag his arms Juniper's waist tightly, taking a step to the side before twisting her around with him, trying to slam her flat on the mat with a belly to belly suplex.

"Ya better start takin this... Seriously!"

"I know...But how you fight isn't how everyone fights." She leans her head down to whisper to him. "Everyone has their own style..." She remained calm, until he grabbed her waist. Her eyes widden, her body being lifted and thrown!

She groans, falling hard on her side, rolling to her stomach. Juniper shakes her head and got on her hands and knees. "You don't think I am? Hehe..."

"No I don't!" Clyde barked as he sat up and glared at Juniper.

"Yer foolin' around too much instead of fightin'! But I guess if that's what ya wanna do..." Clyde muttered before rushing to the ropes across from Juniper, trying to rebound off them and return for a sudden legdrop across the back of her neck.

Juniper did a complete turn around when Clyde didn't think she was taking this seriously. She glares at him. "Oh yeah? Well, I am. You want me to start showing it, just remember that ou called for your own funeral."

She didn't try to dodge that leg. She rolled over onto her back and reaches up to grab his leg. If given further chance, she would roll him onto his stomach and attempt an STF on him.

Clyde went for the leg drop, Juniper rolled over and he missed completely. Hitting the mat butt first with an impact that made him wince slightly before his leg was suddenly snagged.

"Ngh!" He was pulled down onto his stomach and felt his leg being wrapped up. Clyde tried to resist as best he could shaking left to right, trying to buck Juniper off of him before she could apply the hold.

She grabbed his leg by the ankle, pulling it back to an STF. He was bucking around though, making it hard for her to lock in the move just right. After a few moments of struggling around, she growls loudly. "Fine!"

Juniper let Clyde and his leg go, rolling away and getting to her knees.

Clyde grit his teeth during the STF but endured it and struggled until he got loose from Juniper.... Or She frustratingly let him go.

Clyde however chased after her, trying to leap towards Juniper and throw a drop kick to her chest.