<div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><strong>The Bet</strong></span></div><br/><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/eRBwTzu.png)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Albion<br/><strong>DAY:</strong>June 12th, 2021, Mid Afternoon<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong>SOPHE, Training Grounds<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Nerissa<br/><strong>EXTRA:</strong>A difficult struggle<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong>As pictured<br/><br/><hr/><br/>To be honest, Albion had been reconsidering the whole 'anything goes' comment, especially knowing how big the advantage of being a demon was versus being a human. Nevertheless, he had already spoken the words of challenge, and so shook his head. "Well, it was my mistake. But I won't allow takebacks of the terms, I'll simply need to watch what I say next time, is all. Please, don't hold back on my account; If I can't take a beating, then I'm in the wrong business." he gave a jovial smile, even though Nerissa was probably already plotting her next attempted takedown.<br/><br/>This time, Nerissa approached normally, a bold move to the man for sure. But rather than watch and try to sidestep her moves, he instead swung out to counter with his own hits, beating the cushioned parts of his body against her strikes. What exactly was she trying to do, go head-to-head? However, a lunging punch from himself whiffed, and it seemed Nerissa had used the moment to enact her real goal. Maneuvering behind him, she seemed to try and leap on his back, throwing her weight against him and even grasping at his dress shirt, buttons popping free as his brow quirked. Why was his clothing always in danger when Neri was concerned?<br/><br/>Before long, somehow Nerissa had managed to ascend from fox to monkey as she clung to him for deal life, wrapping her arm around his neck and compromising his air flow. He stumbled forward for a moment with a brow, one hand reaching to grab at her arm. It seemed like at surefire idea... "Y-you sure about this?" He asked, straining to speak as her arm tried to put him into a sleeper hold. He leaned forward slightly, almost looking like he was going to fall over...<br/><br/>... Before he threw himself backward. Off of his legs and all. Nerissa would have all of all split second to realize her back was going to hit the mattress, with<em>his</em>full weight atop her, ready to take the wind out of her. It... Was probably going to hurt too, for her<em>and</em>him. The impact of the mat was swift, and the only mercy was that Neri had moved her tail down to keep from falling atop it and making it much more painful. As expected, Albion groaned from the sudden shifting throw and the impact of the ground, spreading his arms out and just... Using Neri like a pillow.<br/><br/>"Mm... Hah..." He coughed a bit, making sure he was getting air again, before he gave an awkward sigh. "Desperate times, desperate measures... You know, you are<em>really</em>comfy..." The male laughed gently, knowing full well this was his first pin attempt on Nerissa... Awkward as it was.