Karisma Zahin Vs. Taylor Parker

Karisma was surprised when she hit the mat and not Taylor. it was much more embarrassing than painful as she looked up and growled at Taylor. Her fingers dug into the mat as much as she was able to and she glared at Taylor with red on her tan cheeks clearly visible. As Taylor offered a hand, Karisma pushed herself up and then swung her legs around and spun on the ground like she was about to start break dancing. When she swung around 360 degrees, she closed her legs and shot them upward, hoping to slam her boots into Taylor's stomach. Who did this punk think she was, anyway ?

Taylor watched with muted interest while her opponent tried to show off or something, and was mostly unprepared for the kick that followed. She caught some of it with her arms, but the rest unloaded into her abs, sending her stumbling back a couple steps.

She growled through gritted teeth, and pounced. She leapt at Karisma and threw her right knee up at her pretty face.

Karisma smirked as she connected with the kick. She was definitely ready to get ready for another flashy show and swung her legs up to kip up when Taylor came at her. She had assumed that Taylor would take more damage than she had. Or at least have been stunned longer, but the Indian Jewel was surprised when she flipped up into a knee tot he face, falling back down against the canvas, sprawled out a bit and groaning as a hand went to her head and she glared at Taylor. This girl... She thought to herself as she lifted her legs up in case Taylor was pursuing.

Taylor didn't waste time before following up. She took two fast running steps and jumped again, her pigtails and her skirt fluttering behind her. This time she jumped up high, and aimed to come down on Karisma's body and bury her knee in the prima donna's stomach.

Karisma's eyes widened as she saw Taylor fly through the air. It definitely wouldn't feel good if she got hit with that attack. The Indian Jewel tucked her shoulders and rolled away, letting Taylor crash into the mat. She hated herself for having to run away like this, but she felt more comfortable keeping the fight off the ground for now. Or, at least, keeping Taylor off her. Karisma tried to scramble to her feet and retreat to a corner away from Taylor. Ridiculous! utterly Ridiculous! I should be at least as fast as her and certainly more agile!

Taylor gritted her teeth as she landed hard on the mat. She was experienced enough to know better than to try to skewer her knee through the mat, so that in the event that she missed, which was pretty often, really, she could catch herself before her leg exploded. Even through the pad, though, it hurt. She flung herself into a run after Karisma, her one leg dragging a little bit for a few steps until the knee started to loosen up.

"Come baaack!" She taunted. She dove headfirst into the corner at Karisma, swinging one arm around to smash into her clothesline to the neck.

Karisma heard Taylor flopping about and screaming like the idiot she most certainly was. Karisma clenched her fists tightly as she heard the cry and stopped. She swung her foot out to try and roundhouse kick Taylor where she thought the girl's head would be. There was nothing like a sharp kick tot he head to really knock someone's block off. Especially blue haired punk's blocks.

But as Karisma spun, she saw Taylor coming for a full clothesline. She wouldn't be able to stop her momentum, but she was pretty sure that Taylor wouldn't be able to either. And if Taylor dove into the kick, that would be even better. Still, Karisma knew she was going down either way, she just hoped it was on her terms and not Taylor's.

There was that sinking feeling. It was too late for her to avoid the kick, she was already fully committed to her charge. She tried to put her hands in the way, but Karisma's leg swatted her across the temple as she ran headlong into it, and she dropped. She face-planted on the mat, and that second impact seemed to wake her back up. She brought a hand up to her aching head and let out a groan while her leg bent up to one side, working to get a knee under her so she could get back up to her feet.

karisma let out a sigh of relief as she spun around and stood facing Taylor. She looked down at the girl and smiled with a gleam in her eye. The girl seemed to be quite out of words when her head was bouncing off a mat. Karisma, however, was full of them as she used one hand to run it through her silky hair while the other reached out.

"Need a hand... duckling?" She said with an amused smile on her face as her golden eyes sparkled.

"Ugh." Taylor could only just make out that Karisma was talking trash to her. How humiliating. "Kinda, yeah."

She pressed her palms against the mat and pushed up to all fours, and then made to stand up and back away from her opponent while she cleared her head. She was still a little wobbly, but she was very grateful to have an opponent who was too stupid to fight properly. Anyone could get in a lucky shot, but if Taylor had landed that kick she'd have won the match in the seconds that followed. Karisma was content just to preen and talk and prance around like a slut.