First time around the gym

[Fairy Dragon]

Kyoko eyed him up as he continued talking her eyes showing no change as she as she cracked her fingers. "Oh that shouldn't be a problem. Ill shut you down long before you can go to your full 'extremeness' and handle that matter for you." Kyoko said a smile playing on her lips. "So you got any nicknames. anything fans call you when your out there or is it just 'oh look its Blaise'?"

Now pressed against him her smile gets more challenging as she thinks about where she could hit that would hurt the most. He seemed to have a solid body so he wouldn't go down easy at least. "No ref. Don't cheat though or ill play dirtier. Just a warning." She said clearly getting more into the idea of a fight now that one was bound to happen.

[CyanDimitrik]

Oh, there's that warm, friendly demeanor of hers coming out again. Blaise wrinkles his nose at her tough-talk. "'Blaise' is enough on its own!," he asserts. "And you're gonna be real embarrassed when it's you lying flat on the mat after runnin' your mouth!" Even his taunts are delivered with a small smile. It's difficult for him to try to be intimidating. Intimidation usually involves some notion of cruelty or malice, and that's something he has such a hard time exuding. But he does deliberately push into her chest a little more.

"Ding."

It's the only warning she'll get before he attempts to get an instant lead in their would-be match's momentum. Turning at the hip, he attempts to snap his right arm around her neck and join his hands beneath her chin for a side headlock and mash her cheek into his firm pectoral muscle.

[Fairy Dragon]

"Oh I think ill be fine, though you can kiss the mat plenty when your left on the mat after this." Kyoko said refusing to back adown from Blane as he stared her down. Wondering when they should start she heard him talk and try to get his hands around her head and trying to yank her forward while keeping her stuck a headlock.

Pulling on his sides as she tried to grab around his side and trying to pull herself free from his grip, turning her head and moving to get loose she tried to drive a punch into his die with one hand and pull on his arm with another.

[CyanDimitrik]

Blaise wrinkles his nose at her comeback. He'll tease her for it later. But for now, things are underway!

Blaise cinches on the side headlock, his fingers linking together, and he begins pulling her around the ring. "Looks like we're off to a good start, huh?," he chides down to her as she struggles. He's pretty sure he won't be keeping her in this position long, but it's fun to actually be in control no matter how long it lasts!

And then she's punching him. He can't do a thing about it while the headlock is in place. "Nnf..!" He takes a couple more shots before releasing her, favoring his side and backing up from her a step.

[Fairy Dragon]

Kyoko Akan did not let someone else dictate her matches. And Blaise getting in the headlock to start things off just slightly aggravated her even if she knew she could get it taken care off in a matter of minutes. Her punches connected and his grip on her fell apart, Blaise made the start choice and backed away to get away from her fists. Kyoko straightened up and looked over at her sparring partner.

"Well lets see you try that again without the luck of starting as fast as possible." Kyoko said moving in closer towards the man and having her hands up, trying to grab around him and throw a knee into his side to help allow her to push him back into the corner.

[CyanDimitrik]

"Speedy," Blaise says helpfully. "It's called being speedy." He flashes her a cheeky grin, then moves forward. His own hands lift at the ready to grapple with her without reservation. And so, they lock up, his hands at her shoulders and neck, leaning into her almost to the point of touching his brow to hers. But she seems to have no intention of letting it be a pure physical test between them! Her knee drills into his side, forcing his balance askew and sapping his strength.

"Unf!"

He finds himself backed into the turnbuckle without much difficulty after that!

[Fairy Dragon]

"And not much else from the looks of it." Kyoko said as she tried to bring a knee into her side and would try and force him to back up, leading him towards the turnbuckle where she could take advantage of. Smirking she tried to show what she could do as she pulled back and tried to ram into him with a shoulder tackle.

Holding onto her ropes and pulling back and tried to hit him with another one, and then a third one before she backed away and tried to hit him with a chest chop.

[CyanDimitrik]

Blaise can't exactly respond to her taunts as his body is battered by the knee strike. Instead, he simply winds up in the corner, trapped, and with her slender shoulder ramming into his tight, sleek abs. "Hff..!" The second hit pops him a little off his feet, forcing him to bend forward, and the third sees his midsection cave a little around her shoulder. The final chop against his chest earns a yelp!

But he doesn't just stand there and not strike back! His jaw sets, and Blaise attempts to reach out and grab her by the neck to swing her in and switch positions with her! If successful, he'll deliver a swift, low punch into the girl's impressive abs.

[Fairy Dragon]

Smashing Blaise with her entire body seemed to be pretty effective if his reactions were anything to go by. Folding under the pressure of her shoulder Kyoko tried to really hammer it in how much power she had before stopping and going for a quick chop to his chest and went for a second one before he sprung up and grabbed at her trying to turn her around and throw her to the turnbuckle instead.

Grunting as her back hit the corner her first instinct was to try and push up and keep on the attack before Blaise struck catching her belly with a quick punch. "Mggh!" She grunted through gritted teeth as her abs tightened and took the punch fairly well. Her hands gripping the ropes to try and avoid dropping at all.

[CyanDimitrik]

He feels her abdominals tense around his fist, acknowledging her durability. His left hand moves to her shoulder to attempt keeping her in place, those blue eyes raising to meet her gaze with a bemused smile. "Hnh. Nice abs. Let's see how much they can take..." Another strike comes in, aiming to drill into the dark-haired beauty's bare midsection, using her bellybutton as a target. A second, then even third punch may well follow after, each one coming in a little harder to try to test the limits of what she can tank before caving.