Lu Zhou Yi vs. Nikolette Tessla

Nik's eyes widened as she felt herself pressing the chinese woman back. She was glad she could overpower her. It was one thing she did pride herself on, even though she was fairly inexperienced as a wrestler. She then grunted when she felt Zhou Yi's shoulder slam into her's she grunted and gasped when she felt herself being flipped over. She slammed onto the mat and grunted but she wasn't going to be womanhandled like that. from her position, she tried to reach up and grab Yi's ankles and pull her forward onto her back and try and catch her off guard and get her into a quick roll up pin.

She found herself swept off of her feet by her opponent, landing with a thud on her back. The momentary daze that befell Yi's eyes left plenty of time for Niko to take her advantage in a roll up pin. As soon as her daze cleared, though, Yi's right hand went out to seemingly grasp the chest of the Serbian. Luckily for Yi, there would be no count in this match, so remaining in a pinning position would not count against her... anymore than the exhaustion it would cause from lack of air.

Nik grinned as the pin worked but after a long second, she heard no count. She grimaced as Yi clutched her overalls. She then furrowed her brow. "Well dammit!" She cried out and went to grab Yi's wrist and push her away. She would try and roll away herself and get back to a standing position before she would try and reengage Yi.

Nikolette would feel the metal cuffs held in her bra shift as Yi's fingers attempted to slide them upwards through the layers of fabric. Strangely, they did not slide so well, and Yi would lose her touch to them just as they were pushed upwards out of the bra. Nik's hand had caught her own in the act, and the historian could only counter by using her remaining hand to capture the mechanic's capturing hand. As Nikolette attempted to escape, Yi would roll forward with Nik, using her legs to try and snare her opponent (whether by body or by neck) and keep the mechanic from escaping further. The position of being pinned in a roll up pin gave the Chinese woman the advantage in that her legs were already very close to their targets. Arm to arm, Nik was stronger than Yi, but was Nik stronger than Yi's lower body?

Nik was surprised when Yi rolled with her in her attempt to Escape. She seemed to be on hr back with the Chinese gril's legs close to her own and she reached up to grab Yi's jumpsuiut at the cleavage with her free hand just to keep Yi restricted while they tumbled around. "Pretty good." She said with a smile up at her opponent, liking the fight so far.

The raising of an eyebrow was all that was offered to the congratulatory suggestion, though no words were offered in return. The Chinese woman's right hand would retreat to capture the mechanic's freehand that now was attempting to violate the former's chest. The historian would counter with her left hand to reach into the Serbian's overalls at her hips, knowing just how to find the bottom of her shirt so that she might reach in directly against the flesh and retrieve those coveted cuff, yet again.

Nikolette knew what Yi was after in their struggle. She knew that her intention was to keep them safe and that was why she stuffed them down her shirt in the first place. She neded to get Yi away from her and decided to try and get her from dowing it. She gritted her teeth and threw her head forward, hoping the close proximity would make for a hard and surprising head butt.

Fingertips once again brushed the tip of the metal before her plan was again foiled. Forehead to forehead, they collided, and Yi's body reflexively retreated. The impact caused the Chinese woman to jump by extending her legs and land on her back a good meter or so away from the Serbian woman. The historian would try to blink away the double vision as her arms worked to sit her up, if only so she could make sure she didn't miss a single action by the two Serbian women she was now combating. Right, everything is a weapon... nothing is sacred here.

Nikolette was only slightly stunned from the head butt. Being on the giving end, she was more prepared for it. She rolled away from Yi and stuffed the cuffs back into her bra to ssecure them again. She got to her hands and knees and lokked at the chinese woman. "Gonna need ta work a little harder than that if you want these babies." She said as she hopped up and put her fists up in fighter's stance. "But there's another pair over there, if ya want." She said pointing to the other corner.

Twice assaulting the cuffs held away by the mechanic had proven pointless. This match would not be over as quickly as the historian had planned for it. Very slowly, she staggered to her feat, apparently the daze having knocked her vision and mind a bit more loose than she had originally anticipated. She offered a meek fighting stance, something a bit deeper than the Chinese woman would have preferred, leading now with her left leg and raising both arms as though to guard her midsection.