Miss Fallacy vs Helena Dubois - Standard

[Monsy]

“Ghhhuuu….” Her consciousness was flooded with mud. She wore her brain backwards, standing on sponge-knees and noodle-legs. That only worsened with what came next, “PUGGH!” Her jaw tipped towards the heavens, and Evelyn crumbled back with an arch, tipping back on her heels until she splatted flush to the canvas, arms out.

“Ugghhhhh…” Both eyes threw into a spiral, and her knee kissed her swaying small belly.

“ONE!”
“TWO!”

Then she threw her outside arm up, twisting inward to break the cover. A firm two, and nothing more.

[Highfly]

Helena felt Miss Fallacy kick out and she jolted up to a kneeling position next to her foe. "Insolent little bitch... never kick out when you are supposed to stay down!" Helena shouted as she raised her hands overhead smashing Miss Fallacy with a big axe handle strike before digging her fingers into Miss Fallacy's abdomen with an abdominal claw!

Helena was clearly upset that she wasn't already strutting about in victory. If this woman wanted Helena to get nasty, Helena would go above and beyond anything this foe of hers probably ever imagined.

[Monsy]

Ringing made the lecture difficult to hear, like being talked through water. That axe handle scrambled her attempts to consolidate consciousness, “KAH!” And squeaked, closing both eyes as those rigid fingers stabbed into her lithe belly. Her eyes went wide once the pain stuck like hot knives. She chewed her lip, face turning red and eyes glistening. Both hands gripped Helena’s wrist, and she turned her hips to point at her opponent, bringing up the knees then thrusting her feet towards their chest, hoping to finally - FINALLY get an opening breather.

[Highfly]

Helena got kicked and stumbled back, rubbing her chest while she finally backed off of Miss Fallacy. She reluctantly had given her opponent enough time to get up and try to work her way into the fight due to the surprise of the kicks along with them knocking the wind out of a cocky Helena. It was hardly ideal but Helena hoped that she had there wherewithal to defend herself from further offense.

[Monsy]

This match became nothing but survival, to cling and hold by her fingernails. She tried to keep sense, and finally refuted their offence with something of her own. Now, she needed steam. Her palms soon found the canvas as she turned over, shuffled up knees that shook, and she stood. The crowd saw a reddened belly with a clear marking of Helena’s fingers, but eyes rife with steel. “I won’t make this easy.” And she came right at Helena, sprinting and sticking out her arm, hoping to catch them with a lariat.

[Highfly]

Helena was expecting a more precise strike or something, and her being caught off guard worked out well for Miss Fallacy. Helena was smashed by the lariat, falling back and hitting the mat flat on her back! "Uggghhhhhh..." Helena groaned as she writhed on the mat in pain. This little big was gaining momentum and Helena had to squash it otherwise it looked like she was in real trouble!

[Monsy]

Coming off one successful move was one thing. Now, it was time to push this ball downhill and really pick up speed. She looked left and right, bouncing on her toes before giving the crowd a finger-gun, “Bang!” Then took off towards the ropes, rebounding once, leaping over Helena’s body. She jumped again at the ropes, grabbing hold of the top, and springboarding off the middle ropes to arch into the air! Her dive was immaculate as her knees slowly came around, tucked in and dropped towards the ground, hoping to land on Helena’s gut with a moonsaulting double knee drop!

[Highfly]

Helena was hurting and down, but she was also aware. She saw her foe taunting and firing up the crowd of fools. That gave Helena time and as Miss Fallacy jumped onto the ropes Helena rolled away, leaving her opponent to come crashing down knee-first onto the canvas instead of on to Helena! Helena would roll towards the ropes using them to pull herself up while recovering as her opponent dealt with the after-effects of her crash landing.

[Monsy]

Her knees spiked the canvas with full-force of weight behind them. She ended up rolling through, landing on her butt then falling onto her back. What normally saw a backroll was overtaken by a pained yelp, and a claw grip scratching her reddened thighs. She lifted them up, hugging them almost as she shook her head, the crowd wincing from what was an ugly fail.

[Highfly]

Helena smiled as she stepped back up to Miss Fallacy. She stomped down on her foe a few times and then yanked her to her feet by the hair. "You brat...." Helena hissed as she slapped Miss Fallacy across the face before letting out a scream, punching away at the body and face of her opponent to try to get her to stagger back into a corner or against the ropes!