As Lara missed her punch and fell into the hold, the crazed woman screamed loudly in frustration, "Ugh, hold still! Hey!" Before she had even realized what had happened, she found herself locked in the body scissors. Pain shot through Lara's midsection as the wrestler clamped down hard on her torso. With the previous damage done to her abdomen, it was making it that much harder to endure the hold. Soon, she was finding it difficult to breath, and she knew she couldn't last long like this. Though she reached down deep for some last reserve tank, there was nothing there. The holographic referee was now standing above her, questioning her every now and then, "Do you wish to submit?"<br/><br/>Left with no other choice, she choked down her bile and prepared to submit. But she wasn't about to give it up without getting in one last verbal taunt. "Fine, I know when I'm beat. But it's just too bad you're getting shit for credits from this since you couldn't make me orgasm." She cackled loudly and turned to the referee, almost proud when she said the words, "I submit!"<br/><br/>Much to Larine’s dismay, Lara's prediction had already started to come true. As soon as she had submitted, the audience, which had been previously on edge due to the closeness of the match and the sexual moves put on Lara, grew silent. Several chants of "Strip her!" and "Tie her up!" and "Fuck her brains out!" started. The audience clearly wanted its pound of flesh. Meanwhile, the referee moved towards Larine and prepared to raise her arm to signal her win.<br/><br/><strong>Hold defense: 1</strong>http://invisiblecastle.com/find.py?id=419884<br/><strong>Torso: 0/9</strong><br/><strong>Endurance: 16</strong>http://invisiblecastle.com/find.py?id=419892<br/>((Failed the endurance roll. That’s a match. Up to Larine to figure out how to proceed from here.))