Wrestling Try-outs

[Zana]

Zanathos walked int othe practice room to see two males roughhousing in a rather serious manner.
"I heard there were some sort of tryouts-," he started to say, but paused as he saw Valekin tangled in locks, and grips with another student.
Eyes widening, Zan blinked once before he grinned and said happily ,"Its good to see you again Valekin. Are you practicing?"
After the short question, he went inside the room and sat on the mat, while he watched the struggle rage on unhindered. It was actually quite interesting..it consisted of locks, and grapples, while using body weight and position to overcome the other opponent. None of the fake stuff people watch on T.V.
"Hmm..."
Zan closed his eyes as he tried to make a connection between wrestling and his style. He had indeed learned about joint locks, and grapples, plus leveraging one's body weight, yet he had no actual experience with wrestlers. Only fellow martial artists...yet wrestling type moves were not their main focus. Opening his eyes Zan cotninued to observe the wrestling.

[Misfate]

"Nice try" This guy said as if he had the faintest clue as to what Crim was planning. Hell, he himself didn't really know, just thinking of doing whatever it took to plant his ass on the mat. Easier said than done, Crim had noted with this guy, he was definitely out of his league, but then again, he was a whole lot older, but maybe not as experienced in the ways of wrestling. Maybe.

When Crim's arms came up to wrap around him, the senior had immediately grabbed them and yanked them into a rather nasty half-nelson. Finding this not the least bit surprising, Crim made best of the situation by using his hold as a way to in-fact hold him as well. Flexing his rather large muscles into a rock like state, Crim crunched his arm, along with the seniors, applying as much resistance as possible, preventing him from slipping out of his own hold. Completing his "back-flip" without his feet leaving the mat, as he had gotten into position for, Crim pumped his legs and arched his back, slamming it into the ground, with this guy underneath him, trapped by his own move. His sheer weight and size giving him all the power he needed to make it hurt.