Jean Grey vs Yatori - Wrestling match (archived)

The lights dimmed a bit and the crowd cheered as Jean emerged from the entrance. Some of the fans recognized her from her stints in former feds. She smield and waved to a few as she headed down to the ring. She wore what seemed to be tight army shorts, knee and elbow pads and boots as wella as a black shirt. Her red hair flowed behind her.

She stepped into the ring and warmed up a bit as she got ready for her match with Yatori. The rules were fairly simple. Pinfall or submission. Weapons would actually be allowed if they were outside the ring. She hoped to have a good match with this woman and wondered if she would have a real uniform this time.

Take A Shot announced Yatori's arrival. The jacket-wearing brunette made her way to the ring amidst cheers. Smiling, she extended a handshake to Jean. "Let's have a good match, shall we, Jean-san?"

Jean nodded and took her hand briefly, then she would let go abruptly and drop back into a ready pace as the bell rang.

The well-practiced Yatori slipped out of her jacket and kick her sandals off before the bell rung. Now she was in her usual two-piece swimsuit wrestling outfit. A quick shrug of her shoulders, and then she brought her hands up for a standing grapple, to be followed by gesturing to Jean for a test of strength, her usual opening.

Jean smiled a bit and would seemingly go to oblige Yatori. However she had learned a thing or two from their last encoutner and after locking up with Yatori and waiting for her to assert some strength she would go for the knee lift to the gut. If she hit she would follow up with an Irish whip to the corner.

Yatori immediately pushed soon as they locked up- and got a knee in her gut for her trouble. "Oof!"

As Jean began the motion of slinging her away, Yatori would let herself drop onto her back with her legs tucked in so that her feet faced Jean. Hopefully the sudden motion would drag Jean into Yatori's waiting feet- not a strike, not a strike, not a strike, the Mafiosi kept persuading herself- so that an "upwards kick" from Yatori can dump her opponent head over heels.

Jean got yatori's feet in her stomach and was sent flying herself and rolled to the corner. She got up slightly off balance, back to the cornher facing out, trying to focus on Yatori.

Yatori had to grin as she got back on her feet. That worked? Lucky. She strode over to where Jean lay and helped her opponent onto her feet, only to latch her arms tight around Jean's waist before going for a belly-to-belly suplex.

Jean staggered up only to find herself in hugging embrace and staring face to face with a grinning Yatori. Then her feet abruptly left the ground and she was tossed bodily to the center of the ring and rolled on her back, staring up at the lights.

Yatori took a moment to compose herself after the suplex. Well, she wryly thought, Least I didn't drop her on her head like I did with Mina-chan...

Walking over to the fallen Jean, Yatori would make to roll Jean onto the redhead's front and straddle her back. Then she would go for a sleeper hold to wear her down, wrapping her legs around Jean's waist for security.