Jessica Wright vs. Kiera Quinn

[LtLukas]

Standard match: win via pinfall, KO, submission or DQ.

Jessica stared down at the unyielding concrete below her. She had already stretched out and warmed up, and it was nearly go-time. The Violent Violet was standing near the staging area with her costume on and her heart thumping. She adjusted her right glove and looked to the side, and then back down. Move after move danced through her head, and Jessica was mentally going through how she would position her feet, and where she would grab her opponent. Jessica knew a thousand and one moves, but knowing was not nearly enough to carry the day, especially not in a place such as this. Jessica had learned that LAW was no place for losers the hard way, and she bore those failures in her heart. And they were not going to happen again.

The concrete below her was solid, thick. She tapped it with her foot. It had not been changed since the day it was poured, and it was not going to change hence. Jessica could still write her own story, and she knew that. It was just going to take execution of the highest caliber and an unwavering will. Doubt was beginning to foment in the back of her head, and she cast it aside as she flicked her long purple hair from her face. There was so much to come, good, bad, and everything in between. It was just a question of seizing the lightning and etching her own trace onto the great wheel of history.

Jessica breathed in. There was no going back now. The dark refrain of her entrance music portended her entrance. Somewhere, some in the crowd were surely jeering and a scattered handful were cheering just to be polite, but she was on the concrete and they were on Mars. Her eyes focused solely on the ring in front of her to the detriment of all else around, and Jessica was not going to have it any other way. The Violent Violet was a woman on a mission.

She slipped under the bottom rope, strode to the middle of the ring, and whirled around. Jessica did not know who her opponent was going to be for the evening, but she knew that she at least was going to be in her weight class. As much as she liked to study up on her opponent to learn their tendencies and their weaknesses, she took some consolation in the fact that at least this woman would not be significantly bigger this time. She adjusted her left glove and did her best to make sure that it did not look like a nervous tic. She looked down at the gold star there, and hoped it would be the last star she would see tonight.

Let's see what this turns into, she thought.

[Noob]

Tonight was another match and another chance for Kiera to try and show off her skills. Her previous outing didn't exactly go her way but she'd easily attribute that to her lack of experience when it came to fighting in oil. At the very least it had been a somewhat fun struggle even if she hadn't came out on top. Today though she faced a situation that she was far more prepared for. Now all she had to do was win, a task she was hoping was just as easily said as done. In the moments before everything was to start Kiera began to adjust her black top and make sure everything was in order.

Spoiler

It wasn't long before Kiera found herself running out from backstage to the sound of music while she waved to the cheering crowd. She wasn't too sure they were cheering specifically for her but regardless she was hoping to put on a good show for them. After all that's what they all paid to see. Nearing the edge of the ring she hopped up onto it and quickly made her way between the ropes. Finally in the ring she'd quickly look over her opponent and flash her a wide grin.

Kiera was about to poke some fun at Jessica's look but upon further examination of the woman she decided to hold off on that. "Hey...what's got ya so serious. We're only trying to bash each other or bend each other backwards...well in my case I'm planning to turn you into a pretzel." She said with a bit of a giggle. The redhead would approach her opponent and pull her hand back, aiming to give one of Jessica's hands a quick slap in lieu of a handshake or something of that sort. Once close enough she'd try to lean in and whisper. "If you're gonna be all serious at least give me a little shove or something so I can at least pretend I'm being a bitch before we go at it?" she said in hopes of putting on a little show. She had immediately assumed Jessica was going to be one of the less than talkative types but she was at least hoping that she was wrong. She always found it more fun to have a bit of a verbal back and forth than just a physical one.

[LtLukas]

Kiera had been in the ring for fewer than 10 seconds, and already she had pissed Jessica off. The giggling was annoying, and the fake showmanship was even worse. This was entertainment for many people, and Jessica was well aware of that. But there had to be some flicker of sport, of competition. Jessica was going to deny her the shove, not out of some high-minded sense of honor, but because she did not want to give in to anything that Kiera wanted, straight from the get-go.

"Fuck off." She leaned over, and spat right there on the canvas. "And you aren't gonna do much after I knock you the fuck out. Let alone any pretzel bullshit." If someone was listening in, they would assume that Jessica fully intended to murder her opponent with just the pure acid in her tone. She looked at her opponent with a haughty sense of condescension, and sneered. The look of misplaced pride on her face become one of quiet fury.

The bell rang. Jessica was ready for it. No, Jessica was praying for it. Immediately, Jessica launched into action, taking a step forward and launching a hellacious punch at her opponent. It came hard and it came fast. Her right hand extended in a straight line, going right for Kiera's mouth. Time to see if she couldn't shut this woman up.

[Noob]

Kiera couldn't help but sigh at Jessica's response as it became clear the other woman didn't want to play along. She couldn't help but feel disappointed. It appeared the purple haired woman was little more than anger and bad attitude. "Well that's a bummer. And here I was hoping this would be fun. Guess ya can't win em all."Kiera grumbled. With her hopes for this match now set considerably lower she figured it was time to get down to business. She could save the attempts at flashy displays for later.

Soon the bell rang and the match had officially begun. Before Kiera even had time to ponder her actions a quick punch was headed right towards her face. Luckily the redhead was no stranger to brawls and this was far from the first fist that had come sailing towards her. In fact it was quite a familiar feeling for Kiera and so a quick sidestep was not a terribly difficult feat for her to manage. "Shit!" She gasped as the punch barely missed her face. Trying to not think about what it would have felt like if the hit had landed, Kiera would come back with one of her own. She took a slight step forward before raising her leg and trying to slam her knee right into her purple haired opponent's gut.

[LtLukas]

Fun. What a concept. That was something she did on Saturday nights after the twelfth beer. It was not something that she did in the ring, especially in light of recent events. Jessica was here for one thing and one thing only: winning, at all costs. And that was made significantly harder due to the fact that Kiera melted around her punch. It wasn't much of a miss, but Jessica found herself hitting nothing but air. She pulled back and tried to consolidate to have another go, but Kiera rudely interrupted her plans by having the temerity to attack her back.

Before Jessica could launch another attack, Kiera got to it first. A hard knee slammed into her gut, expelling the air from her lungs and causing her to stumble back in one fell swoop. The strike was a hard one, but Jessica was a hard girl. Her tight abs meant that at least some of the damage was unmitigated, and her endless well of black rage meant that she could come roaring back. The Violent Violet surged forward, looking to get close to her opponent. Not only would that cramp the space in which she could send knees again, but it meant that the elbow she was sending to the side of Kiera's head would come in nice and fast.