The jungle girl and the Barbarian's meeting: For ZorzLeth

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Oscar would humbly blush and smile at the compliments Fang gave him, chuckling at the jungle girl.

"Hehe... thank you. You're quite kind. That certainly sounds like Rylie too- and it's no problem!"

The young man nodded his head as he was thanked for the water before laughing at Fang's comment about the industry.

"HA! Maybe! But I chose to see it differently than what some people's mothers think. I just want to compete- and can you really call it competing if you only fight one group of people while ignoring the others?"

Oscar took another gulp of his water, continuing on as his train of thought was going full steam ahead.

"I know people dislike the idea of a man fighting a lady- but honestly I think it'd be more disrespectful to NOT fight someone because of their gender. Just because they have different parts doesn't mean they're any less of a fighter than the other is. Heck- LAW's been big-time proof of that when I think about the opponents I've fought so far"

[ZorzLeth]

"Yeah, well it's not often their mother was a former wrestling legend." Fang responded with a slight chuckle as she continued to drink the water bottle.

Fang looked at Oscar with such a confused look before laughing to herself.

"If you want to spar with me, just say so." Fang said with a laugh, before continuing, "And yes, I'll take you up on that offer."

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Oscar blinked at Fang in surprise before setting his water bottle back in his bag

"Oh! You're Mom was a big-time wrestler? Alright- if you want to spar I'd be happy to! Sorry if that like... went over my head. It happens sometimes"

Oscar let out a chuckle as he apologized and stood up, heading over to the ring and removing his shirt before climbing into the ring and getting into a corner. Without the shirt, Fang would notice that there were more tattoos on Oscar's body- mainly on his chest and legs. There were inky flickers of fire that danced up his tree trunk legs leading up to a mighty inferno etched into his impressive abs.

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"So! How do you want to do this, Fang? Standard rules I'm assuming? That's a set I'm most familiar with anyways"

The young lion inquired on the set of rules for the spar as he started doing some stretches, reaching down to touch his shoes and flexing his arms as he made sure he would be nice and limber for the spar.

[ZorzLeth]

Fang chuckled in response to Oscar's response. She examined the tattoos on Oscar's body and gave a nod of approval.

"Guess you really wanna show yourself as hot stuff." Fang teased as she got up to the ring, "Can go with a standard submission." As she got to the ring, she stretched herself, allowing Oscar a chance to view her slender, yet athletic form.

"And yes, my mother who once went by the Wrestling name of Gaia." Fang said as she pulled out her phone to show Oscar her mother in her younger days.

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"You're welcome to view what the tattoos mean however you like, hehe. Honestly happy they turned out as well as they did. Also, I've never done a submissions only spar before but I'm always happy to try new things"

Oscar smiled and blushed again at the compliment before looking at the photo Fang showed him, taking the moment to look at Gaia. It seemed Oscar's eyes were drawn to the body paint or tattoos or whatever it was on her body, his gaze drifting between his own ink and Gaia's.

"Huh... seems like your Mom and I had a similar idea going on for body art. I can't say I've heard of her before though. May I ask what she was like?"

[ZorzLeth]

"My mother was a very tough and ambitious individual in the ring." Fang answered Oscar's question, "She won multiple championships with wrestling events back in Canada. She was seen as one of the best at her time and can still whoop a multitude of people if she wanted to."

Fang got into the ring as she continued, "If you prefer, we can just spar. We can use all our techniques."

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"A fellow Canadian! Always awesome to see more people from over there"

Oscar grinned at the fact, nodding his head to fang

"Alright- sparring works fine for me"

Finishing his stretches, Oscar had a very ready-to-go look on his face as he brought his arms up in a defensive position and made his way to the center of the ring.

"Alright- let me know when you're good and we can go at it"

[ZorzLeth]

"Letting me go first? You are such a gentleman." Fang complimented in a flirty tone, "I think I will enjoy this spar." She moved towards the center of the ring with her arms up at the ready as well. She decided to make the first move by performing a high kick towards Oscar's head. Anticipating that he would block it, Fang planned to deliver a jabbing punch to his abdomen; expecting he would raise his arms to block the kick.

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"Thank you, but compliments won't win you the spar"

Oscar snickered, once again blushing in his cheeks from Fangs lovely tone as he got ready and focused on what was about to go down. As Fang made the first move and sent a kick toward his head, Oscar would actually use his hand to catch the jungle woman's leg and trap it in his grip before her punch connected with his abs! Oscar grunted and winced, but would manage to hold on as he playfully smirked back at Fang. If Oscar managed to keep his grip, he'd twist Fang's leg and would try to flip his new friend off her feet and face-first down onto the canvas!

"A good try... but I like to pride myself in my defense. Also..."

Oscar would attempt to follow up by positioning himself over Fang and gently pulling on her leg- looking to lock in a light single-legged boston crab. Could he have gone harder? Absolutely- but there was no need to do that in a friendly spar.

"... you have no idea how many people choose to kick me! I like to think I'm doing pretty good at defending against them, wouldn't you say?"

There was a bit of a teasing tone to Oscar's voice, but nothing insulting. Just something lighthearted as Oscar sought to just keep Fang trapped under him for now- unless she did something to escape her predicament.

[ZorzLeth]

Good news, she was able to land the hit. Bad news, was that Oscar opted to grab her leg instead of just blocking. Usually people would have just blocked. Fang grunted slightly as she flipped around and landed on the ring face-first. She then felt Oscar keep her right leg in a boston crab hold. She smirked at Oscar's playful banter.

"Well, I'll say this much," Fang responded, "You know how to a woman feel right." She noted that her left leg was still free. She was able to bring her heel up to hit Oscar in the back. Not as hard as she could do, but with just enough force to unbalance Oscar so that she could easily slide out from the hold.

"Alright, I see you are a grabby person." Fang commented as she got back up, "Best to not let get a hold of me so easily like that again." After getting back on her feet, she moved in to deliver some swift punches and a sweeping kick at Oscar; ready to pull back if he attempted to perform a counter.