Man... I miss cable sometimes, if only for syndication alone...
by Kalysto
Astin countered that by pushing his legs down, rolling Kaly onto her back, grabbing a fair bit of bottoms to hold the pin there, ensuring it by using his other hand to grab the rope closest to him.
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But even against those odds, the Bad Girl managed to kick out, sending Astin flying toward the corner; he wasn't expecting to have to keep this match going, you see, and kept his holds a little too loose in arrogance. She kipped up to her feet, glaring daggers at the 'champion' as she adjusted the back of her pants back into place while Astin rose to his feet. He was turning to find her when he felt himself latched onto and carried into the corner, his back hitting the turnbuckles rather hard from the momentum the blonde put into the spear.
As Kaly commenced into a kickboxing frenzy on the cornered Astin, Wyld and Rage continued to stalk around the ring, eyes locked and always opposite one another, never a step ahead or behind. Each remained vigilante of their respective partner, but also making sure the other was staying out of the action.
Back in the ring, Kaly back flipped out of the corner, intentionally kicking Astin under the chin as she did. Astin stumbled forward due to the kick, and found himself hoisted up and thrown down to the canvas via Kalysto's exploder suplex. Not hesitating, Kaly went for a cover.
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Astin kicked out, still in this match, and still pissing the blonde bombshell off. And she let him know it by elbowing him accidentally-but-not-so-accidentally in the throat as she moved to rise, causing the chump to cough violently and wave at the ref for a foul play call. But of course, this wasn't just any sport; this was wrestling, sports entertainment, and a lot more could fly, especially when the ref didn't see a damn thing because he was keeping his eye more on the outside stalkers. Kaly helped Astin to his feet, only to leap up to hit a dropkick. Still coughing, her opponent managed to grab her by the boots and push her away, letting her weight and gravity take her back down to the mat, the shoulder absorbing a good deal of the impact.
The Outsider took in deep breaths once he felt his airway loosen up from its tension, and then began a comeback, stomping down on the blonde's head. Inspired by seeing the braid of hair bouncing around with her head, he stepped down on it, reached out to grab her legs and pull them toward her head, causing pain to the head as the hair was tugged hard. Kaly gritted her teeth, her eyes tearing up slightly from the pinpricks the roots of her hair had suddenly become. On the outside, Wyld was ready to slid in to help his partner, but on the other side, he could see Rage ready to respond in kind. Knowing how close he could be to getting ejected from ringside, which could possibly leave Kaly outnumbered, he scaled himself back slightly, waiting for a more opportune moment.
But back inside those ropes, Astin was still using Kaly's body against her. However, Astin realized he could score an easy pin if he set her shoulders back down. Doing so, he also stepped onto the collar bone with his free foot, shouting at the ref to count the pin.
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And that's when Kaly attacked.
She grabbed hold of Astin's ankle near her chin with both hands, used all her arm strength to lift the foot off her chest, and tossed it aside. Unbalanced now, Astin had no choice but to move his other foot off her braid to steady himself while using her closest leg, which gave the Bad Girl enough room to swing her free leg and swipe her boot across his jaw. Astin stumbled further away, releasing the blonde. Kaly immediately moved to her feet, rubbing at the base of the braid momentarily to ease that pain, and charged toward Astin, taking them both over the ropes and to the floor outside the ring with a hard clothesline.
