Dreams of Grandeur: Rena vs Jean (COMPLETE)

Rena wore her game face now. Still holding Jean in place, she would now try to flip her opponent onto the mat back first. She hoped to keep her grip on Jean despite the sudden jar her hands would take. Perhaps she could get in a submission move -probably a crucifix arm bar- if she was quick enough and Jean stunned enough.

Jean was flipped down to the mat and groaned. She put her free hand up to her head to brush aside some hair. Then that was when rena started to lock in her crucifix armbar.

This would make Jean cry out. She had thought Rena was simply some wet behind the ears youngster but now she could see that she was more trained than she thought.

Rena would be able to work jean over a bit in this hold and perhaps trade some words with her if she wanted but eventually Jean would recover and refocus enough to turn over in Rena's direction and use her free hand to scoop Rena up a bit and roll her over in a pinning predicament.

Rena's mistake wasn't to banter with Jean. Indeed her focus was her undoing. She expected Jean to hit her, the common tactic to break out of the crucifix arm bar. Instead she found herself upside down, resting on her shoulders, held down by Jean.

"One!"

Alarmed, Rena would plant her feet on Jean, and time her release of Jean's arm with a sharp shove to push her opponent away. She'd probably flip onto her front, was agile enough to pull it off, but hadn't tried doing so without getting attacked- and if Jean was quick enough...

Jean was pushed away and she retreated to a crouch holding her hurt arm. As Rena kipped up though, Jean would suddenly try to catch her with a rising clothesline suing her other arm.

Rena kipped up onto her feet only to take Jean's arm around her throat. "Urghh!" She crashed onto her back again, clutching her neck while making strangled noises. That hurt!

Jean rubbed her arm as she circled around to Rena's head. This girl was tougher than she thought and she would have to up the ante it seemed. She reached down to try and pull Rena up and then would try to whip her into the corner.

Still gagging over that nasty clothesliner, Rena couldn't stop her back-first crash into the corner. "Augh!" she howled as she practically bounced off the turnbuckle. Now she clutched her back as well as her throat while lying on the mat. "Oooh..."

Jean went up to Rena to try and stand her up. She would then go for a vicious backhand slap that was desgined to try and send rena back into the corner. If this went as plannned, jean then would press the foot of her long, shapely leg against rena's throat and try to foot choke her in corner a bit.

Rena cried out as Jean thwacked her into the corner, then choked upon the boot driving into her throat. She first grabbed Jean's foot and pushed in an effort to lighten the pressure on her throat. Failing that, she'd slam the base of her right hand upon Jan's leg repeatedly, trying to get her opponent to back off.

Jean Continued to press her foot against rena's throat. Finally when rena beat on her elg enough she would try to let go abruptly, bringing her foot back.