Ruffling Feathers (for Notorious)

[Bare]

"Ngh!"

Ugh!"

"Gah!"

These sounds of raw aggression and effort came from one area of the gym, the punching bags where a single woman was pounding the bag as if it had killed her entire family. Not just with punches either, oh no the woman wailing on the bag was doing so with punches, elbows, knees, kicks, one by stander even thought he saw a headbutt delivered.

Naturally the ruthless and violent nature with which the woman pounded the bag was fairly intimidating, even to some of the bigger and burlier of the gym goers who stood well over or out muscled the woman of average height, and admittedly well toned doing the beating. But that didn't matter since just about anyone in the gym gave her a wide berth!

The woman doing this aggressive training was none other than Tara Jaeger. Knight and enforcer for Kyoko Akan, the Middleweight Champion and Belly Queen. Only right now Tara was most certainly not in the queen's good graces after a devastating loss at the last pay per view, and certainly not her first one.

As a result she had gotten another tongue lashing from her and was filled with frustration, not just at the situation as a whole but at herself. 'Why! Am! I! So! Weak!' Tara thought to herself, punctuating each thought with impact to the punching bag.

Not caring about the people who gave a wide berth around her Tara instead focused on the bag. Imagining the faces of every woman who had ever beaten her there. Yoko, Allison, even Kyoko, but especially Kate god damn Zawislak.

"RAGHH!" Tara roared as she spun, delivering a vicious round house kick that actually generated enough force for the hook that held the bag to snap break causing the heavy bag to fall down to the mat and fall over making Tara roll her eyes in annoyance.

"Ugh fucking great." Tara said to herself as she pinched the bridge of her nose and took a few breaths, more so to replenish her air suppply than to calm down. That wouldn't happen for a good bit as stood thinking of what else she could to alleviate her frustration and continue her workout.

(Just imagine she had a bob rather than the hair style shown in the ref)

Spoiler

[NotoriousGoddess]

Kavirae watched the bag hit the mat, the torn chain swinging overhead. She crossed the gym floor, ignoring the sidelong glances from other patrons. Without a word, she bent her knees, wrapped her arms around the heavy canvas, and hoisted it onto her shoulder in one clean motion. Muscles tightened under her tank top as she carried it to the far wall and leaned it against the concrete.

She turned to face Tara, whose knuckles were split and raw. "Hey girl! You're quite strong..." Kavirae chirped. She gestured to the torn hook. "Almost sounds like you're fighting ghosts."

"Did you want to hit something that hits back?" She nodded toward the empty sparring mat in the corner.

She walked to the mat, peeled off her tank top to reveal a sports bra, and began wrapping her hands.

Spoiler

[Bare]

Tara huffed out heavily a few times as she knocked the bag off the hook, not even looking phased from the sound of impact it had with the floor, only now with her adrenaline slowing down did she realize how heavy she had gone with the hitting. That and the sting in her knuckles from the blow back of the move. "Damn it..." Tara mumbled out as she looked down at her wrists and winced before looking up as someone picked the bag up and dropped it against the wall. A tall, muscular woman with dark skin like herself who seemed to be challenging her.

"Tch. You don't know what you're talking about or what you're asking for... But I'll be happy to send you to dream land since clearly you're eager to take a nap." Tara said as she followed over on a parallel path to the mats, reaching down and wrapping her own fists like her opponent, or re wrapping in Tara's case so her bloody knuckles wouldn't affect her ability to fight. "Just tell me you're name so I know what to give the medics when they come and inevitably find you koed." Tara called out a she finished her hand wraps and pounded a fist into her palm before nodding approvingly at the feeling of the impact.

[NotoriousGoddess]

Kavirae chuckled softly at Tara's bravado, her dark eyes gleaming with amusement. She finished wrapping her hands, the cloth snug around her knuckles and wrists.

"Kavirae Tripathi," she answered, rolling her shoulders and stretching her neck side to side. "And don't worry about the medics, I've been making people snooze with these birdies since high school."

She stepped onto the sparring mat, her bare feet padding softly against the surface. Despite her imposing muscular frame, she moved with a certain grace - the kind that came from years of training. She raised her wrapped hands, settling into a relaxed stance.

"But I get the feeling you're not really looking for a spar, are you?" Kavirae tilted her head slightly, studying the smaller woman.

She began to circle slowly, keeping her guard up but not aggressive.

"Normally I'd say talk it out. But..." A small smirk tugged at her lips. "Come on then, kid." She beckoned with her fingers. "Show me what's got you so worked up. Unless you're all talk and just like breaking gym equipment?"

[Bare]

Truthfully Tara didn't care all too much about her opponent's name, only seeing it as a formality more than anything else. Instead what she was focusing more on was the casual demeanor and seemingly lackadaisical way that the now named Kavirae was treating her with.

"Tch you're right I'm not lokoing for a spar but I'll tell you now I'm looking for a brawl." Tara growled having definitely not liked being called a kid, but she'd show Kavirae rather than tell her as she marched towards the woman with fists up, as if she were going to approach things slow...

Only to burst forward suddenly, swinging her leg out to deliver a kick to Kavi's leg before going for a triple punch combo, the first aimed Kavi's stomach followed by one to her cheek and finally finishing up with a uppercut to the woman's jaw if she was successful.

[NotoriousGoddess]

Kavirae’s smirk widened just a fraction as Tara marched forward with clear fire in her eyes. All bark and ready to bite. Good. The moment Tara exploded forward, Kavirae was already moving. The low kick cracked against her sturdy thigh, solid contact, but the tall Indian woman barely flinched, her powerful leg absorbing the impact like a tree trunk.

“Feisty,” she muttered under her breath. The first punch slammed into her abs. A solid hit. Kavirae let out a short grunt, the force pushing a bit of air out of her. The second punch whistled toward her cheek. Kavirae slipped her head back just enough for it to graze her jaw instead of landing clean. The uppercut came fast right behind it, this one she caught on her wrapped forearm with a loud thud, the impact vibrating up her arm.

“Not bad, kid,” Kavirae said with a low, amused chuckle, her voice still remarkably steady despite the flurry. In the same breath, she countered. Her left hand shot out to grab Tara’s extended arm from the uppercut, yanking her forward off-balance while Kavirae pivoted her hips. Using her significant size and strength advantage, she drove a sharp, heavy knee lift straight up into Tara’s midsection, aiming to fold the smaller woman and steal her breath.

If the knee landed, Kavirae wouldn’t stop there. She’d immediately look to transition into a clinch, wrapping her powerful arms around Tara’s upper body and squeezing tight, using her powerhouse style to control and wear her down.

[Bare]

Wanting to let loose her built up aggression right away Tara would charge in and throw an absolute barrage of blows at Kavirae, testing the woman's guard and trying to get in any early damage that she could. Unfortunately however Kavi's sturdy looking frame wasn't just for show as Tara's initial blows made an impact but didn't do much to actually phase the woman, rather just inconvenience her at most. That would be a problem but Tara wasn't about to back down so easily.

Granted though Kavi's knee coming up and smashing into her abdomen would be a good way to stall her at least momentarily as Tara winced and struggled to keep from verbalizing her pain. Despite this though Tara would suck a breath in before gritting her teeth, even as Kavi's arms around her, forcing the woman into a crushing clinch... Yet despite this Tara would grit her teeth, refusing to back down.

After all she was a subordinate of Kyoko Akan, the belly queen, their group was called Abdominion for crying out loud, if anyone could take a big knee to the gut it was her! So without missing a beat Tara would take advantage of the positioning that the clinch creating, pushing herself further down against Kavi's body, her arms reaching down to grab at the woman's muscular legs, pulling up in the process to pull the woman's feet out from under her and send her down to the mat with a double leg takedown! If successful Tara would then sit up, throwing one leg around one of Kavi's while holding the other up against her body with her arm as she sat up. If successful then Tara would use her free hand to start throwing down punches into Kavirae's abs!