It's Cold in the North: Cecilia Northman vs Emily Nelson

Pain suddenly burned in Emily's shoulders as Cecilia mounted her back, wrenching her arms back in a dual chickenwing. The move causted Emily's upper body to be pulled up slightly, raising her head and chest briefly off the mat. She was breathing heavily, her brown hair draped down over her face and her fuschia top beginning to turn purple with sweat.

She was trapped here, she knew. Cecilia had her locked pretty good, and try as she might, she couldn't pull her arms free. Clenching her teeth, she pressed her forehead against the mat, unsure of how much longer she could hold out.

Then, abruptly, she pressed her knees against the mat and pushed up, trying to get her lower body up and angle her body so that Cecilia would slide off of her onto the mat, sitting in front of Emily's head. If this worked, Emily hoped to try to pull her arms free and lean up behind Cecilia to snag her in a sleeper hold.

Cecilia was giving Emily one painful hold at the moment, and trying to give her some taste of her one medicine, not the same way that she had been treated but she was trying, she could tell how much this hold was bothering Emily and she knew that Emily was not gonna give up easily but she just had to keep going in the hold and try her best, but before she could do much more than that, she felt how Emily pushed of the ground and tried to make her slide of her, but Cecilia didn't let go her Emily's arm's either way, as she tried to keep her hold of Emily's arms even after she had been more or less slid off her back, still trying to cause pain to Emily's arms and shoulders.

Emily gave a loud gasp as her move backfired. Although she had succeeded in forcing Cecilia to slide off of her, she had failed to pull her arms free. As a result, her arms were now bent forwards awkwardly, while her own body was angled backwards against Cecilia's butt and lower back. Her shoulders were now in even more intense pain than before: any more pressure, and her ligaments felt like they would tear.

"D-damn," she rasped. "Yer...too good...lass..." She still had another way to escape: pressing her soles against the mat, she pushed forwards, trying to propel herself forwards and push Cecilia down onto her front. Hopefully, this would result in Emily sitting on Cecilia's back or at least lying against her, and more importantly, might loosen the Northern Queen's grip.

Cecilia put on a little smile at Emily as she heard her comment, she let out a little laugh and responded, " Finally..noticed, did you" of course Emily never seemed down, and that was kinda fun about her, even in such a situation as now where she was most likely in more pain than before she kept trying to fight out and even began to try and push herself even further, she could tell just how much Emily was trying to escape her hold and it was just these kind of spars and matches that Cecilia loved, tough, technical and intense battles, and it seemed that Emily was one to give her those.

Emily finally managed to push Cecilia forward after a lot of attempts but Cecilia finally gave way, and landed down on her front, Emily went on top of her and lying against her back, she could feel her opponent on top and she got and idea, as she would attempt and snake her arms free to try and move them down to the ground so she could attempt and spin over a little and aim to try and wrap her arm's around Emily's neck next, trying to catch her in a sleep hold, if she could.

Emily gave a sigh of relief as she finally forced Cecilia off of her. Her arms, and especially her shoulders, throbbed with a dull pain, but at least she was free. As Cecilia fell forwards, Emily wasted no time in laying down on the girls back, ready to retake control of this match.

Except the Northern Queen apparently had other ideas. in an instand, the Swede's slim body twisted under hers so that Cecilia was on her back, and her arms shot forwards. Still sore from the previous hold, Emily didn't have time to avoid the attack ot deflect it before Cecilia's arms were wrapped tightly around her head, her shoulder pressing against her throat in a potent frontal sleeper.

"Hnnnhaaagh...." Feeling her breath suddenly cut off, Emily's first instinct was to grab at Cecilia's arms, the motion causing her body to rub against the Swede's. Her face began to go red, and knowing she couldn't pry off Cecilia's firm grip, she did the next best thing. Gasping and breathing through clenched teeth, Emily slid her arms forward and cupped one hand over Cecilia's mouth in a modified smother, while using the other to pinch down on the Swede's nose. All the while, she scissored her legs around Cecilia's to prevent her from trying a body scissor on her.

Now it was only a question of who ran out of air first...

Cecilia felt that she had gotten quite a good hold on Emily's neck and managed to lock in a pretty decent hold, she was gonna take Emily out like she did in their match, give Emily another knock out loss against The Queen of the North.

But it didn't seem like it, Emily was gonna give up, as she did something quite unexpected, her hand clasped Cecilia's mouth, " mmphh" Cecilia let out against Emily's hand, until she then felt Emily close of her nostrils and block of any air at all, and unexpected move to say the least from the Scottish Knight, but Cecilia wasn't one to back down from a fight as she would try and strengthen her old and add more pressure on Emily, and when Emily's legs went to try and snatch her waist, Cecilia would attempt and block the move with her own legs and attempt to catch Emily's legs, trying to wrap her legs around Emily's and catch her in a grapevine hold.

This all just left the two combatants to fight like this till the first person ran out of air, and the other could become the winner of this round.

Emily almost cried out, then and there, as she felt her legs stretched to the side by Emily's. Her breathing became heavier, even as she pressed down against Cecilia's nose and mouth, and she could feel her limbs slowly beginning to turn to lead. Even then, she wasn't about to give up, not when she could potentially turn this match around.

At least, that's what she thought until the edges of her vision began to grow dark. With a ragged gasp, her body slowly began to grow limp as she lay against Cecilia. For all of her struggles, Emily knew that it wouldn't be long until she passed out. The more she fought here, the worse off she would be for future arounds. She'd have to let the Swede have this one.

Releasing Cecilia's nose and mouth, she tapped her on the shoulder. "Aright, I give, let me go," she managed to rasp.

Cecilia was fight as well as she could now, trying to stay in the fight for as long as she could and aimed to hold on as long as she could in this little competition, the competition of who would run out of air first, she didn't like Emily's mouth clasping and nose clamping tactic, but it was effective, she couldn't get anymore air, and she didn't have much in her, sweat was covering these two beauties, not just their own anymore, for all the close wrestling and submission use had caused them to be drenched in each others sweat a little bit, but they were fighting as best they could and the fact that Cecilia couldn't say anything else than that she was having fun right now was a very good thing.

For some reason it was just good for Cecilia to have a nice competitive but friendly little tussle for once, it just seemed like she was mixed up in a lot of stuff, and Emily was a good middle ground, she wasn't all evil and trying to destroy the viking queen, but she still proved to be a very good challenge, one of the toughest wrestlers that she had met in the ring so far, one of the most skilled when it came to submissions and probably one of her most proud victories was over Emily.

She could feel that her air was escaping, and while she had the best holds of Emily, two locked in, one sleeper hold and grapevine combo, and she had to play it to her best ability, Emily's cut off of her air supply was having a very bad effect as the Queen of the north grew weaker and weaker with each passing moment, but finally, Emily released her, and she quickly took in as much air as she could, she was then patted on her shoulder and Emily gave this round to her, Cecilia quickly but carefully let got of Emily's head and her legs, " Wow...that was some round Lady Nelson, now I remember why I had so much fun in our little match " Cecilia said with a wide grin at her rival.

At first, Emily was too out of breath to respond. With Cecilia's sleeper released, Emily could only lie weakly aganst her opponent, her head face-down just above Cecilia's shoulder as she panted for breath. Like Cecilia, she was drenched in sweat, her brown hair a tattered damp mess.

After a while, however, Emily rolled over onto her back next to Cecilia, her face flushed with exhaustion. Taking a few deep breaths to recuperate a little quicker, Emily gave the Swede a weak smile.

"Oh aye? Ye mean no one else.... 'as ever given th' Northern Queen....more than one tough bout?" Emily asked teasingly even as she caught her breath. "For shame, Cecilia...I thought you'd made more rivals....than some mid-tier lass like meself. Not that I'm...not flattered, mind."

Cecilia was breathing in as much as she could at the moment, her chest rising and falling from every breath, visible sweat on her skin and it had changed the color of her top as well, darkened the red color, and as Emily rolled off her and let her get even more of a breathing room, she raised a hand up to her golden locks and ran it through, a damp mess just like Emily's hair was, she turned her head to look at Emily for and smiled back at her.

" Hehe...well, there are more than you...it's just that you are the only one I can have a technical and fun match you know ? ...you are like one of the most fun to wrestle even though you ain't on my level...although you are close " Cecilia said with a joking tone coupled with a teasing smile, " I'm mean....*huff* there is Heather...and Rebecca.....and, I suppose Gatt " Cecilia said as she kinda changed her tone of voice as she mentioned Gatt, it went from cheerful to kinda sad and angry at the same time.

Though when Emily called herself a mid-tier , Cecilia shook her head and moved her hand over to Emily's face to flick her forehead, " Hey! don't sell yourself short!....You are like one of the coolest gals I know, and most skilled! there is no way anyone can call you mid-tier...if so that would mean that I am the same " Cecilia said as she then began to push herself up to sit up, and offered a hand to Emily to help her up as well.