Determination

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After dealing with certain personal issues, Garlim couldn't stop thinking about how ashamed she felt of herself. She could barely look anyone in the face without getting distracted, which earned her a few extra hours of therapy. Now she found herself talking on the phone with what was presumably a friend. “Ugh, why do I always have to deal with this drama?” she muttered to herself, running her hands through her yellow hair in frustration. ”First, my adoptive sister is pressuring me about my career, and now I have a bunch of personal problems piling up. But at least the gym is going well, which is something to be thankful for. I just need to focus on my training and clear my head of all this stress.” Garlim said as she walked calmly around the machines that some of her clients were using.

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Gym Attire

At that moment, her attention was drawn to a couple of girls who were in the middle of a sparring session, and it seemed to be a one-sided routine, as one girl had a fairly dominant position over the other.

This was something that had become a hallmark of the place; there were clients who used his business as a kind of domination club. Something that, in itself, didn't bother him at all, as long as they took the routine seriously.

[Highfly]

Svetlana had work to do today. She was going to try to keep hammering away at training, hoping to keep improving herself. She left the locker room wearing a purple sports bra, black spandex shorts along with a pair of purple and black sneakers. She was ready to step in that ring and put the work in. She was ready to stop being seen as a middling prospect. She was going to take steps to get results today.

Svetlana came out to the gym and saw one practice ring being taken but the other was free. She glanced around and no one seemed to be in a rush to use it so she would begin running ropes there. She was going to keep working at her endurance first thing today. She was zoned in on that ring unaware that Garlim was there watching the gym otherwise Svetlana would have said hello to her. However right now she was focused and had tunnel vision. She was in the zone and her goal was improvement.

[APlaying]

Garlim stood in the corner of one of the gym's rings, keeping her eyes on the girls training, until she saw Svetlana climb into the ring next to her. The Polish woman had arrived thanks to Snow's investment, so she didn't have to present payment every time she entered.

She began to run against the ropes in the ring to practice. A satisfied smile spread across Garlim's face as she observed Svetlana's determination, as it felt quite refreshing to see someone practicing with such enthusiasm.

The blonde goddess didn't hesitate to approach the ring to accompany the Polish fighter. "Oh, you seem to be very focused, huh?" Garlim said in a friendly tone, trying to get Svetlana's attention. "I love it when my protected act like that." Garlim walked slowly toward the ring, her movements calm and deliberate. "You know, I've been watching you for a while. Since you came here, you haven't wasted a single day of training," Garlim said in a low, husky voice. "And I must say, I'm impressed," said before climbing into the ring to sit at the edge of it.

[Highfly]

Svetlana saw that Garlim was talking to her and Svetlana looked up, but kept running ropes. The practice doing this every day had led to her having greater ring awareness. She knew where the ropes were and she was able to look up at Garlim when she spoke while not stopping her rope running. "Oh, well thank you! I know there are women who are prettier, and more charismatic than me who catch the camera's attention. There are a lot of women more fit, more agile, bigger and stronger. I need to do something to stand out and beat them." Svetlana said as she ran the ropes. "I must be doing something right though if people are taking notice." She added with a bit of a smile. She really was trying to go all in to be the best she could be.

[APlaying]

Garlim's eyes intently followed Svetlana as she ran through the ropes, her movements fluid and confident. She couldn't help but be impressed by the Polish woman's dedication and drive, that with her consistency, Garlim could dare say that Svetlana could do this series with her eyes closed without much trouble. “You're definitely doing something right,” Garlim said, her voice full of sincerity.

“I actually noticed it from the day you arrived on my gym, when you told me about how you used to help your family by taking care of their land. You're a disciplined girl with a lot of fire.” Garlim leaned on the ropes, not taking her eyes off Svetlana's face. “And I think it's not just about being the strongest or the most charismatic. I think what stands out most about you is your perseverance, dedication and determination. You constantly seek to better yourself, and that alone is already a great quality.” Garlim began to slowly rise to her feet until she stood at ringside resting his arms on the top rope.

“Although... When you mentioned the part about beating those such women who are more charismatic and stronger than you.... Did you also mean me? Or any other?” The voice took on a slightly more conspiratorial tone, behind Garlim's confident smile. “Because believe me, it's one thing to want to be taken seriously and quite another to be realistic. I think you should keep your aspiration to only take on girls in your own league.” She said looking for a defiant reaction from Svetlana.

The former MMA champion didn't usually leave open challenges, but she was curious to see what this Polish fighter was made of. “How about showing me some of your, wrestling?”

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Svetlana looked at her and her expression was a serious one. "I meant everyone and anyone. Why should you be excluded from that?" Svetlana asked, wondering if she hadn't been clear enough earlier. "On any given night I want to be able to win no matter who it is against." She added in a very matter of fact voice.

Svetlana felt that she was being called out and she didn't care who it was doing the calling out. She wasn't going to shy away from it. "Fine then. I will step in the ring with you and show you if that is what you like." Svetlana said. She was not sure what was going to happen next but she was prepared to do all she could to silence this doubter.

[APlaying]

Garlim's eyes sparkled with excitement as she watched Svetlana's confident response. Svetlana had a spark inside her that intrigued the blonde goddess, as she didn't seem afraid to challenge her, even though Garlim had defeated opponents twice the Polish girl's size.

“You know, I've been in this business long enough to know when someone is trying to act tough,” said Garlim, staring at Svetlana. "I give you credit, you're not afraid to speak your mind. But let me tell you something. I'm not just anyone." She said with a condescending tone in her voice.

“If you think you can defeat me, go ahead.” Garlim cracked her neck and popped her knuckles, emphasizing her words with a piercing gaze. She gave Svetlana a confident smile, her chest heaving slightly. The blonde goddess raised her hands in front of her to signal to Svetlana to prepare for a test of strength, as Garlim quickly approached and clasped her hands together to push Svetlana hard.

[Highfly]

Svetlana heard Garlim talk and the more she said the more Svetlana wanted to show her what she could do. Garlim was clearly stronger and starting off trying to match her power was plain foolish as far as Svetlana was concerned. She scowled and stepped up locking hands with Garlim in a contest she knew she couldn't win. As Svetlana pushed she was easily being forced backward so she wanted to up-end the contest. She leaned back with all she could using Garlim's pushing against her as she rolled kicking her legs up into Garlim's abdomen to monkey flip her over onto her back!

[APlaying]

To date, despite not having a good career in law, Garlim had proven herself to be very physically skilled, and she was fully aware of this. But she wasn't going to underestimate Svetlana because of that, as she would give it her all from the start.

Svetlana was easily defeated by the blonde goddess, who maintained a confident smile, slightly improving her posture as the Polish wrestler girl yielded to her strength. “I think spending so much time with Snow has shaped you a bit. You should keep your comments to yourself.” Garlim often witnessed how impulsive the actress could be, but that didn't suit Svetlana.

However, she was surprised when, suddenly, she found it much easier to pressure Svetlana. This left her perplexed for a second before she realized what was happening.

“Ugh! What...?” Garlim grunted as she was flipped over, her back hitting the ground with a thud. Despite the fall, she hadn't lost her grip on Svetlana's hands, so she continued to hold her.

The blonde goddess quickly lifted one of her legs to the side to turn upside down next to Svetlana so that they were face to face, then proceeded to sit down, placing her wrists on the floor to keep the Polish woman on the mat. If this continued, Garlim would slide her knees forward to sit up and wrap Svetlana's head between her thighs, gripping her hands tightly to prevent her from escaping.

[Highfly]

Well that couldn't have possibly gone any worse. Svetlana countered the attempt at a test of strength only to be caught even more securely now with her stuck in a headscissor hold! She thrashed around and tried to get leverage to use her legs to either push Garlim into a pinning position or hope to twist her head around enough to pull back and free herself. Right now after being caught she had no other options at this point, there was little else she could do.