An Icy Gold Boxing Match! Mothwing vs Lance Copperfield (D)

[Aeri]

Lance was trying to win a bet. Really, that was the only reason he entered a boxing match in a wrestling league, when he could not box in the slightest. Or well, he supposed THAT would be put to the test today, wouldn’t it? He had spent the weekend researching the rules for boxing, and it had been.. straightforward enough. Though it was DEFINITELY Vidya’s style more than his, Lance was ready to pull out all stops today to win this.

He had a 500 dollar bet that he’d be able to go into LAW on a match out of his debut that he wasn’t familiar with and still win. He’d take that action, and so, picking boxing.. Lance borrowed some gloves and was wrapping them up in the locker room.

“Well.. let’s see who I’m facing..”

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That was another stipulation. He couldn’t know his opponent beforehand, so no reviewing. He could be up against a small and pathetic opponent.. or a mma champ. The green haired man felt a small chill, realllllyy hoping it wasn’t the latter. He would rather not get his shit kicked in, thank you. Shaking his head, he’d hear his theme play. As the music hit, Lance broke out of the gorilla position, skipping down the stairs and bouncing past the crowd. He’d wave cheerily.. or what it seemed, because giving the finger wasn’t super effective when you’re in boxing gloves. Entering the ring, Lance tossed his cloak off, rolling his shoulders as most of the audience swooned, his body that of a chiselled god.. and Lance liked it that way, giving the ring girl a wink, before getting to a side and taking a bow of someone very used to the stage.

“Hellooo, LAW! Definitely an unusual debut.. but I hope you all enjoy it! Enjoy it as much as I will enjoy breaking my beautiful opponent today!”

He’d say with a laugh, turning his head and waiting for his opponent to come..

[Smolsquito]

Though Mothwing expected her first match in a wrestling league to be... well, a wrestling match, she wasn't opposed to the idea of having a boxing match with someone. Besides, its not like she didn't have any experience with boxing, in fact, most of the training her father put her through involved punching in some way, and her brother gave her a rundown on the basic rules of boxing a few days before this match. Needless to say, she was ready to give this match her all!

Her manager didn't really tell her why this'd be a boxing match, but they did provide her with a neat pair of boxing gloves, along with a more fitting outfit for the match. Her usual clothing would be too heavy for her to properly throw her punches in, so her manager gave her a bikini-like top for her shoulders to have more room to move around in.

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And so, after putting on her new outfit and wrapping up her gloves, she quietly made her way out of the locker room. She then stretched herself a little before her theme began playing. The smoke machines that were placed all around the ring suddenly turned on, covering the area in mist as Mothwing quickly crawled under the mist like some kind of skittering bug, the only thing giving away her presence being the subtle way the mist shifted behind her. The crowd went completely silent in suspense, they could tell there was supposed to be another fighter here, but they had no idea where they were...

But then, right as her theme began getting more and more intense, she suddenly appeared behind Lance, popping up from the mist below them like a shark leaving the water to bite down on a passing seagull. She then calmly made her way to her corner before turning around to greet her opponent.

"Greetings."

She said with a chillingly cold tone of voice. The entire crowd wincing in unison from how unnervingly calculating she seemed to be.

Entrance theme

[Aeri]

Mist. Something Lance wasn’t unfamiliar with, really. As a magician he had many tricks up his sleeve and he had hired a smoke machine or two before, preferably with golden rolls of smoke to announce his entrance. However, even with his sharp eyes, he couldn’t really see where Mothwing was supposed to be. He’d raise an eyebrow, crossing his arms over his chest as he’d lightly frown, surveying his surroundings. Lance lightly exhaled, peering through the mist..

But he suddenly felt something behind him, a cold chill running down his spine and making his shoulders rise, his skin in goosebumps. He was NOT a fan of the cold.

[SON of a-]

He didn’t jump, but he was close to it. Lance turned around, watching the woman make her way to the corner, taking her in. She had a pretty cool aesthetic, but she was around the height of Vidya. Actually, she was a little smaller, but he wasn’t underestimating her at all. Mothwing seemed to be pretty muscular and definitely packed some power in that body. Her voice was what he’d expect, chilly and calculating.. but Lance exhaled, staring at her with his green eyes. He’d take a couple steps forwards, bumping his gloves against hers, leaning down to look at her.

“Greetings indeed, my friend! You certainly have a knack for theatre.. I sure hope your fighting skills can match up to mine though, otherwise..”

He’d grin nastily, running his glove against his neck and grinning at her.

“You’re not gonna have a nice show today, bug.”

[Smolsquito]

Mothwing took a moment to look her opponent up and down as well before bumping gloves with him. It was hard to tell from her mask, but she frowned in disappointment as Lance shot what she believed to be an empty threat at her. She had heard that very same threat hundreds of times when participating in underground matches with her brother, and she had just the right answer for such a threat.

"Its funny that you think I'M the bug here... I'm glad you can appreciate my theatrics, but your attitude tells me you won't last very long" She says, her voice sounding a little colder than before. She could tell from her opponent's physique that he wasn't someone she should completely underestimate, but something in the way he acted made him seem like easy prey to her... never the less, she wouldn't keep her guard down, and got in a battle-ready stance just in time for the bell to ring, signaling the start of the match.

DING DING!

Right as the bell finished ringing, Mothwing decided to put Lance's reflexes to the test by throwing a quick jab to his face, while keeping an eye on his movements to try and get an idea of the kind of fighter he was.

[Aeri]

“Oh you are- you’re the bug that’s gonna be caught in my web of tricks!”

Lance would be able to back that up much better if it was in a wrestling match rather than this. He’d lightly laugh, taking a step back.

“Why so serious? Didn’t you know, dressing like a bug is going to get you called a bug.. little bug?”

He’d tease, Lance being filled with that older brother aura that one just couldn’t help but be irked by. He’d shrug his shoulders, as the bell rang and he was on alert. Lance had much better reflexes, and boy did it show. Her fist shot out at his face, and he’d move back. A bit too much, since he was getting used to it, but it did allow Lance to avoid the first strike. But, surging in like a viper to his prey, he’d strike and go for a right cross right to her face to put the pressure on Mothwing!

[Smolsquito]

Though it was nearly impossible to tell from her expression, given the fact that she's wearing a mask, her expression was one of annoyed confusion. She didn't know if she should feel angry, impressed or sorry for misunderstanding Lance's wordplay, but this wasn't the time or place to dwell on such feelings... specially not now that her punch had missed its mark.

She noticed her opponent had moved a little too far back, but quickly put up her guard once Lance tried to land a right cross, blocking the attack. She also took a mental note of her opponent's strength, he was slightly stronger than she expected him to be, but that didn't deter her. If anything, that only made her want to test him further. She then tried to test his speed by throwing a quick left jab aimed for his abs, only to pull her arm back right before impact to follow it up with a swift right hook.

[Aeri]

Lance wasn't unaware of the fact that in a boxing match, he wasn’t going to get off scot free. Far from it, but he would definitely intend to try and do such a thing. Mothwing leaned forwards, going for a jab to his abdominal region.. only the pain never came. Lance had his fist cocked back, aiming for another shot.. but!

Her glove decked her in face, making him take a couple steps back with a small wince.

“.. Vidya would definitely prefer this more than me..”

He’d grunt. Lance bounced on the balls of his feet, glaring at her. He’d zip forwards, pulling back his fist, intent on revenge! He aimed lower now, going for a shot to her rather large chest, a quick jab to distract.. but with his other, left hand.. a more powerful shot would sail through the air to work its way into her abs, working over her belly!

[Smolsquito]

Mothwing saw Lance approaching her, and put up her guard to try and protect her midsection, thinking he'd aim for her abs first... to say she was mistaken would be a bit of an understatement. The jab she believed to be aimed at her belly turned out to be aimed right at one of her breasts! She let out a surprisingly adorable little yelp as it hit its mark, caught off guard by the sudden breast-punch... and left wide open for his left hand to slam into her belly, causing her to let out a loud groan as it tenderized her abs like meat in a barbecue.

She took a few steps back from the impact, one of her hands instinctively covering her abs to shield it from further damage as she glared at her opponent through her mask. Her expression was perfectly hidden by her mask, but it was clear by the way her fists shook that she wasn't particularly pleased by that breast-punch... one could even say... she was pissed.

"...You'll regret that" was all she said, her tone calm and cold... yet somehow filled with a subtle, yet noticeable hint of rage that made it clear she wouldn't back down on her word... She would make him regret taking that punch if it was the last thing she did on this ring.

And just that she'd try. Swiftly closing the distance between her and her opponent, before suddenly throwing a powerful right uppercut aimed for his gut, and following it up with an equally powerful hook to his chest!

[Aeri]

On the contrary to her rage, Lance was actually starting to have fun. She was powerful, no doubt bout that. For her size, each of her punches packed a sting that was more like a hornet than a wasp, but as he was slowly realising, she was as new to boxing as Lance was, and this only made his grin widen. Her yelp was music to his ears, hearing the composed Moth finally break some character.. and the groan that followed as his fist sailed into her stomach, fisting her perfect abs was even more satisfying! He’d love it, and he’d taunt..

“Liked that? Don’t worry missus.. ive got a lot more where that came from-“

He’d say, smirking at her furious tone. She was going to make him regret it? She would have to do a lot more than just try because Lance wasn’t going to let that happen.. or so he thought. He’d see her arm pulled for an uppercut, so he’d raise his arms to guard his most vital area, his jaw! But that wasn’t where she aimed, she let fly a punch to his gut which knocked the wind out of his system temporarily, making him bend over and cough a bit, a low groan escaping his lips.

But! Lance still had his wits about him, powering through the pain! She wound up for a hook, but just as fast, Lance went for a lightning quick jab at her face, pushing that one shot in, hopefully to knock her flat instead of having to take the second heavy hit!

[Smolsquito]

Mothwing smirked underneath her mask as she managed to temporarily knock the air out of her smug opponent. She wasn't new to boxing, in fact, she had more experience using her fists than with actual holds, hence why her punches hurt way more than they probably should... she just hadn't had her ample breasts hit by someone else before, either out of courtesy from the other fighters she's faced before, or because they were too afraid to find out what'd happen if they tried hitting her chest.

Though she had her small victory with her successful uppercut, her opponent threw a sudden jab right as she was about to throw her hook... but her heavy attack's trajectory was already set. Both attacks landed at the same time, causing the audience to go wild with cheers. Mothwing's head jerked back a little from the impact, but she was far from being knocked down. Though she was the smallest of the two fighters, she could easily take as many hits as she could dish out... though given her opponent's decision to try and knock her down first, it's likely that Lance doesn't have the same kind of endurance... or at least, that's what she thinks.