So many languages, and you only understand by knocking

[APlaying]

It had been a few days since Garlim's debut at LAW, needless to say she wasn't feeling good about herself. And just when she thought she had found a friend like Oscar, he simply could not tolerate Garlim's attitude, which caused the blonde to feel like a complete reject. She never wanted to set foot in LAW or any of its facilities again, except when it was time for her next encounter.

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Gym Attire

Currently, she was simply at an MMA gym. One of which she is the current owner, having full training equipment at her disposal including her own octagon. The place was empty even though it was 5 p.m., as the place didn't have many customers, especially after the scandal that occurred in her already ruined career. Garlim went to train hitting a punching bag, when she threw the first punch, the sound of the impact echoed around the place. Each punch the former champion delivered to the bag was intense and forceful, which in her case meant she was thinking things through. ("Maybe Oscar is right.... If I keep up this pace, I'll just make enemies all over the place.... Hnngh! What does he know what my problem is. I was just kidding, he's the sensitive idiot who's offended because he's weaker than me. Why do I even care what he says? Or am I really the problem in all this? I don't know what to do anymore, it's all so hard! UUUUUUUGH! I REALLY WANT TO KILL THAT AFROAMERICAN BITCH!") While Garlim was getting more and more lost in his thoughts, he threw a hard kick to the bag that ended up breaking the chain that held it and it fell to the ground.

Garlim had apparently overdone it, but he hadn't expected it to be the chain that broke. The blonde grumbled in rage and jumped on the bag, proceeding to throw several punches in succession to take out her sudden anger. It was obvious that she felt very angry with all this, she could hardly assimilate all this and her emotions used to go on a rampage, ending up exploding in this way.

[Darius 2.0]

As it so happened, Garmlin was not alone in the MMA gym that day.

Leila Johnson had a problem. Here she was, an unstoppable bad bitch who had completely crushed it in her debut match. Not only had she won, she had won so decisively that it could only be described as one-sided, ending with her mounted on the face of her unconscious opponent for all the world to see. It had been one of the most successful debuts in LAW's history, and it sent a very clear message to the rest of LAW that Leila was a force to be reckoned with. Not only would Leila Johnson beat you, she would shred any sort of dignity you had as she did so.

The only problem was, her message may have worked a little too well. Ever since her triumphant first match, Leila had not been scheduled for another. When she inquired as to why that was, the LAW officials had told her that her display in the ring had intimidated many wrestlers, and few were willing to face her in the ring, lest they up end like her first opponent. All of the sudden, Leila was a fighter with no one willing to fight her! It was something that just wouldn't do! She wasn't quite herself unless she was tormenting some unfortunate soul. Well, if LAW wouldn't give her fights, she would just have to find her own.

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This was way she found herself in the lesser used MMA gym that day, dressed in her unusual battle outfit which was really just a modified Catholic schoolgirl uniform. The busty bully had been looking around for someone to lure into fighting her, but so far had been coming up short. There were so few people around she even ended up at the MMA gym. "Come on now, there's gotta be someone around...." she muttered to herself, idly chewing on her bubble gun before she spotted her. There was a rather large, rather angry looking woman going to town on a fallen punching bag, wailing on it like it owned her money. The sight of the big strong lady caused a smile form across Leila's face. Oh, she'll do nicely...

The thicc, curvy Leila would then stroll her way over to where the woman currently was. She would then come to stand before her. "Wow, what did that bag ever do to you?" she asked in a mocking tone of voice. "Or are you just sparring with it? Is that just the level of competition you're used to fighting around here? Inanimate objects that can't fight back? Jeez, it's no wonder no one comes around here...." Flashing the angry woman mocking smile, Leila would needle at her pride, trying to provoke her into doing something stupid....

[APlaying]

After a series of blows, Garlim finally penetrated the bag and it released a good amount of dust that was stored inside it. The bag had given way and in a way this relaxed Garlim a little, he could buy another one, but when he was taking a break from the intense siege of the inanimate object. A girl stood in front of her and mocked her for taking it out on a simple inanimate object, Garlim after multiple confrontations, was already very used to this kind of encounters. She sighed and stood up to meet the girl face to face, the annoyed expression Garlim now had couldn't have been more evident.

"I guess puppies like you aren't capable of saying hello. So, to answer your question. I was simply releasing my stress so I don't have to break someone's teeth, now I want you to tell me. Do you want to replace it?" The former MMA champion voiced her answer with a rather intense tone, even taking the luxury of moving a little closer to her to look her in the eye. The difference in size was more than evident, Garlim was bigger and burlier which only made her presence more intense. "Because if that's the case, there's an octagon over there where you can see for yourself what I can do to someone other than this sack." She placed both hands on the sides of her waist, at this point if the Afroamerican gave an answer Garlim didn't like, she would remove her from the place. She just wasn't in the mood to beat around the bush right now, if the girl sought to confront her, that's what she would get.

[Darius 2.0]

Well, if Leila had wanted to get under the angry woman's skin, it looks like she had succeeded in that. After dropping her mocking words on the unknown woman, she had turned to face Leila with two fierce green eyes. It seemed like she was already angry at something else and Leila had come along to fan those flames. Good, that would work in Leila's favor. She wasn't here to make friends. She was hear to try and start a fight, and from the look of things she wouldn't have to try very hard.

The woman would then stand up to confront Leila, and as she got closer, the busty bully could see just how fit and powerful the woman actually was. Her sports bra and shorts combo did little to hide the muscular frame that currently stood before her, and judging from the dents in that bag, she knew just how to put those muscles to use. She was also quite a bit bigger than Leila. Not quite big enough to loom over the her, but pretty damn close. Nonetheless, the size difference didn't seem to off put Leila in the lightest. In fact, as the bigger woman threatened her, Leila just continued to smile at her in amusement. If there was any fear there, it would not be shown on the dark-skinned woman's face. Then, when the amazon mentioned taking this to the ring, Leila knew she had her right where she wanted her.

"Oh, so scary," Leila would chuckle mockingly, her teasing and mocking continuing. "But maybe you're right. Maybe we should have a little fight. I mean, you're clearly very good at knocking down punching bags, but I'm curious to see how you'd do against an opponent that actually fights back." She would then give Garlim a teasing wink before she would start to walk towards the octagon ring, swaying her big hips back forth as she did so. "You got a pair of gloves for me to wear? I don't have my own since I've never actually fought in one of these things before. This should be fun for my first time!"

[APlaying]

Judging based on her experience, Garlim could easily recognize a wrestling nut when she saw one, and this was confirmed when the African-American's superb aptitude was still intact in her presence. The real question, however, was what kind of fighter the African-American was. Judging at first glance from her appearance, the fact that she was dressed like some sort of schoolgirl punk only made her look more irritating in the eyes of the former champion, in her eyes she was nothing more than an amateur. So she would be more than happy to put this excuse of a bully in her place, Garlim needed to shut the mouth of this kind of crazy people.

At the girl's reply, Garlim added nothing more in response. She simply walked in the direction of the octagon, picked up a pair of white gloves that were on the seat of a weightlifting machine. At that moment Leila mentioned that she had never fought in an octagon, something that irritated Garlim a little more, even though at first glance Leila seemed to be an amateur, the fact that she mentioned never having fought this way before simply made her even more irritating. The former champion considered the whole thing a joke at this point. "Here's a pair of black gloves, I hope you at least know how to put them on." Garlim replied sharply.

The former champion at this moment didn't feel like listening to such a ridiculous girl like Leila, she just wanted to hear her screams. After putting on her gloves, the blonde entered the octagon, Garlim could not remember the last time she entered one for this kind of situation. Or at least it had already happened so many times that she could not distinguish one case from the other, she only had in mind to always seek to demolish her rivals. Garlim after walking a little more, stopped for a second to warm up a little by jumping on her heels. Her firm backside trembled a little with the movement and her bust bounced to the beat of the movement, and after a couple of seconds she did a simple stretch.

[Darius 2.0]

It was true that Leila had never set foot in an octagon style ring before but she had taken on plenty of mixed martial artists in more informal settings. Lots of wannabe tough guys and girls who thought a couple of lessons in a gym located in a strip mall made them unstoppable fighters. They were usually a lot less cocky after Leila had mounted their unconscious faces and posed for a few candid photos. Sure, this Garmlin woman was little bigger than what she had been used to but the bully continued to be unbothered. She imagined it would be rather fun to defeat a woman like her on her own turf.

Leila caught the black MMA gloves that Garmlin had tossed her while her soon-to-be opponent donned a pair of white ones. "Oh, these are cute," Leila giggled and would slip them on over her hands. They fit her perfectly. But before she would enter the octagon with Garmlin, Leila would slip her shoes off her feet. That would be the only part of her attire she would remove before entering the ring. Apparently, while Garmlin wore traditional looking MMA attire, Leila intended to take on the blonde wearing her schoolgirl outfit! Only the gloves Leila was given would indicate that the curvy bully was ready for a fight. This would be another way Leila intended to get under Garmlin's skin, sending her a message that no matter what she was wearing, she didn't feel threatened by the bigger woman at all.

Furthermore, as Gamrlin started stretching to prepare for the fight, Leila would just stand in her corner with a bored look on her face. She idly examined her new gloves, but other than that did nothing to prepare for the clash that was to come. "Come ooooooooon already," she whined. "I don't have all day here. Are we fighting or are we doing hot yoga?" Leila smiled wickedly as she spoke, intentionally egging Garmlin on so that she would make the first move.

[APlaying]

Garlim stretched for a few seconds to prepare himself a bit before starting the assault, little or no attention he paid to Leila's comment, anyway she would make sure to shut his mouth once and for all, and this punk schoolgirl would think twice before bothering her again. After a brief stretch Garlim began to walk slowly towards Leila, without saying a single word, he simply kept a steady gaze on the girl while raising both hands forward.

The fact that Leila simply kept standing in the corner, while demanding Garlim to start the fight simply angered her. And at this moment she was more than pleased to do so, she raised her fists forward and after a simple jump on her heels, she launched herself covering more than half of the ring to the corner where Leila was standing in a matter of a blink of an eye. The blonde before colliding with her opponent made a last minute feint, with a quick set of feet she would move to Leila's left. After stopping instantly in her tracks, she tensed her body to throw a hook directly at the African-American's face.

A good punch from Garlim was strong enough to knock out any girl, the former MMA champion was simply planning to obliterate this rookie from the start of the fight. Maybe this way she would learn not to mess with the wrong person, the blonde's blow could barely be seen because of the speed at which she was going.

[Darius 2.0]

If one could get a medal for trash talking, Leila would have taken home the gold. The busty bully had a distinct way of getting under peoples skin both before and during a fight. Hell, she hadn't even been talking to Garlim for more that a minute before the blonde was challenging her to fight, unintentionally playing right into Leila's hands. Now here she was in this silly octagon ring, gloved up and ready to have the fight she had been look for. Her constant goading had even made sure that Garlim made the first move, exactly as Leila had planned.

Well, what surprise! Garlim moved pretty quickly for such a big girl! While Leila had been waiting impatiently for the fight to get underway, Garlim surged forward to cover the distance between them in no time! Perhaps it was her anger with Leila that sped up her steps, or perhaps she was just better than Leila assumed she would be. Nevertheless, in no time at all she was standing before Leila, ready to deliver a massive punch that would have been far too fast and heavy for most people to dodge!

Fortunately, Leila wasn't most people.

As the punch came careening towards, Leila would allow herself a little smirk before she would deftly lean her head to the side, allowing Garlim's punch to sail harmlessly over her shoulder a second before it impacted! That would have been impressive enough, but Leila would immediately launch a fierce right cross of her own directly into Garlim's jaw after her missed punch left her wide open! Not only would the strength of the punch be surprisingly powerful, but because of the big blonde's momentum, she would end up stepping right into it, doubling the force of its impact!

[APlaying]

Garlim is known as the goddess of war, her style was always focused on finishing the fight quickly. The move she had just made, is nothing more than a simple sample of the level she holds, it was a pretty strong girl with a fast attack. She thought that with this move, it would be more than enough to leave Leila on the floor, but the goddess of war did not expect that the punk schoolgirl would be more capable than she had thought. Just as she feinted to throw the punch, Leila anticipated the blow by almost a second, enough time to quickly tilt her head to the side. Garlim's blow would pass just past Leila's cheek and over her shoulder, the fact that such a blow was dodged was impressive, but Leila would once again take the former champion by surprise. Hitting her in the chin with a hard right cross, which added to Garlim's momentum only made the blow even more devastating.

The blonde was expecting Leila to simply take the blow and end up kissing the mat, however the opposite happened and Garlim, before she could cover up, was sold on the idea that this rookie would not fear a chance against her. If she had been more cautious, maybe that would have happened. But the punk schoolgirl's blunt blow immediately caused the goddess of war to feel her brain reeling from the impact of her own momentum. This is something that could not be achieved by simply punching, but required the strength to contain the momentum through the force of the punch. To her misfortune, Leila hit extremely hard, the fixed gaze that Garlim had on her opponent, from one second to the next passed to observe a flash and she was stunned by this counterattack.

The blow would have been devastating in any other case, but Garlim, despite being somewhat disoriented by the blow, remained firm in her posture. She did not stagger at all, she simply bowed her head just in time to lessen the damage. Garlim, despite her state, would throw a punch with her other hand towards Leila's stomach, although this one was noticeably weaker than the previous one, not only because of the state she was in. But because she simply did not expect that someone like this punk schoolgirl would even have the slightest chance to surprise her in this way, giving her a blow so forceful that it almost made her stagger on her own.

[Darius 2.0]

Leila's cross-counter slammed into Garlim's jaw with massive force, earning her the very first blow of their impromptu fight. Though the former schoolgirl was more known for her grappling prowess, she was no slouch when it came to brawling either. In some cases, she was able to win some of her past schoolyard fights just with one solid knockout punch. Garlim, it seemed would take a bit more than that, for even after taking the heavy blow to the jaw, Leila's opponent remained upright. Though she seemed a little wobbly, the fact that she was still standing at all after such a blow indicated that this woman was just as tough as she looked.

Good. Leila hated when fights ended too early.

"Oh, that look like it hurt!" Leila laughed after landing her blow, a big mocking grin on her face. "Were you trying to hit me? You just made it so obvious I wasn't sure if you were being serious!" It seemed like Leila's trash talk was doing the trick of enraging Garlim, because before the blonde had recovered from the first attack, she was already rushing Leila for a second one. It was another punch, only this one much slower than the first. For Leila, it might as well have been in slow motion.

Allowing herself another grin, Leila would move even quicker than Garlim had been moving in order to catch the incoming punch in her hand, stopping it before it reached her stomach. Assuming she pulled it off, Leila will have left Garlim wide open, so before her opponent could react, Leila would attempt to use the captured arm to pull the MMA fighter in close! Once she did, she would attempt to grab Garmlin's blonde head she could pull her face directly into her impressive cleavage! She would then wrap her arms around the head of her opponent so she wouldn't be able to pull away, effectively cutting off her air with a standing breast smother!