Getting Back in Action

"I'm ready, I stretched before for a bit."

He nodded. "Ding ding ding!"

She snorted. "Love that bell." she said as she circled him a bit.

He laughed a little as he began to circle the ring with her.

She went in for a lock up.

He locked up with her.

She attempted to push him back towards the ropes.

He held his ground, and began to push back.

She tried to push back, but since he was clearly stronger, she was pushed back against the ropes.

He smirked, holding her in the corner. He then did a few hard-looking, but quite gentle knifehand chops to her upper chest.

"Ugh, spousal abuse."

"This is wrasslin' darlin'...there ain't no such thing." he smirked, taking her arm to Irish Whip her into the other corner.

"Jerk." she snorted as she made it to the other corner and winced a bit.

He began to run at her to hit a jumping clothesline.

Ellie saw him coming towards her, so she moved out of the way.

Because he was already mid-jump when she moved, he hit the turnbuckle face first.

She worried a bit, but eh...it passed, he was okay. She went to pull him into a headlock and perform a running bulldog.

He sold it, falling onto the mat.

She gave herself a little pat on the back jokingly and went to pin him.

After what would have been two counts, he got his shoulder up.

"And the crowd is booing. Boooooo...." she joked as she went to stand up.

He laughed. "What, so now I'm the heel?"

"Mhm." she chuckled. "Since you know, you play mean jokes on people." she teased.

He smirked as he started to get Ellie with elbows to her gut.

Well he caught her off guard, damn him. She clutched over a bit and let out a groan, then tried to elbow him back.