Ambivalent Love- Bianca and Mille.

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*Smirking with a powerfully smug countenance on her face, Jess's blow connected and, almost as quickly as she had sent the initial knee upwards, yet another blisteringly fast leg shot upwards, coaxing Millie to relinquish the incapacitated Jess and allowing the immobilized cowgirl to recuperate and gather her bearings.* "Heh..ya'll ain't too shabby...tis a shame yer aftah my cousin; I wouldn't mind a scrappy little spitfire like yerself for mah own, personal reasons~" *Unabashedly flirting with Bianca's designated date for the evening, Jess allowed a menacing chuckle to escape her slightly laborious breathing, before finally reaching all of her six feet, towering over Millie before launching a brutal, soccer kick to her abdominal region.*

"H..Hey! She's my date, you bully!" *Bianca had finally had enough, and decided to speak her piece on the matter at hand, causing Jess to freeze mid swing of her already prepared, second strike.* "Uhh...yah got a problem, Bee? Cuz I ain't got no qualms with gettin you involved in this little fray." *The women exchanged heated glances, both waiting for the other to make the first move.*

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"GHRK!" Millie grunted, the former pilot finding herself knocked from her spot on the cowgirl, landing on the cold, hard floor nearby. She groaned, grabbing at her wounds and trying to cradle them, shooting a dangerous glare after Jess as the southerner decided that flirting with her was the best decision here. Well, she'd let Jess enjoy herself for now, until she-

"HRNK!"

The Briton's thought-process was rudely interrupted by a swift foot to the gut, leaving Millie curled up and coughing in pain on the ground. A burning pain shot through her stomach, causing her to grit her teeth. She was only barely aware of what was going on above her, but the gist of it seemed to be that the towering women were about to start their own brawl.

Well that wasn't polite, the Briton wasn't even done with them yet.

Breathing heavily, she slowly pushed herself up. She cradled her gut for a moment, rising to her knees, before abandoning it as she shakily stood on her feet. "Oi, beetch!" Millie shouted, before suddenly grabbing at Jess' shirt, hoping to yank on it hard to turn the southerner to face her again, then swinging a fist hard straight at the redhead's face. "I'm not feckin' done with ye yet!"

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*The intense, baleful glare both Jess and Bianca silently shared together was abruptly, and rudely, interrupted when an all too familiar face decided to bring the titanic texan down to size with a wicked, right cross.* "GGGHHH!" *Slightly exhausted from her previous skirmish with a impudent upstart of a woman earlier that day, and while Jess typically stays on her toes at all times, that stunning blow sent Jess spiraling backwards as a resounding* "THUNK!" *Seemed to congratulate Millie on her spine-tingling punch.*

"Errrh...y...you...little floozie..." *Jess muttered, her eyes spotty and hazy from the sucker punch Millie landed on her, it seemed nearly impossible for her to recuperate in an adequate amount of time. Bianca, on the other hand, was elated from what she had just witnessed; her lover had not only recovered from such a brutal kick, but managed to retaliate with an equally nasty pot shot.* "Yeah! That's what you get when you piss Millie off!"

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Millie watched smugly as Jess was sent spiraling backwards, the resounding THUNK of impact being more than enough reward for that blow. The Briton prowled forwards cautiously. The titanic Texan had caused enough trouble today, and had so earned the Briton's undivided attention. Well, aside from a small, self-satisfied grin at Bianca following the little cheer her date let out. The raven-haired woman just seemed to have some kind of effect on the Briton.

But she only allowed herself a moment of silent connection with the beauty before it was back to kicking the redhead's ass. "Gerrup!" She snarled, leaning down and grabbing Jess by the middle of her shirt, pulled taught around that impressive chest of hers. Jess wasn't allowed a break. Not when she was interrupting her roommate, and certainly not when that roommate was with Millie. Pulling the cowgirl up as hard as she could, Millie aimed to get her opponent back on her feet where she could deliver a devastating knee blow to Jess' stomach.

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*Gnashing against her teeth in an attempt to disperse the encroaching discomfort seeping into her weary body, Jess couldn't tolerate the thought of being outdone by some classless trash like Millie.* "Errhh..k..keep that..b..beartrap of a mouth..s..shut!" *She hollered, attempting to overwhelm the persistent brit's cadence with her natural, southern tone. Unfortunately for Jess however, words alone could only propel her so far, as Millie's retort came in the form of a blisteringly devastating patella to her abdomen!*

"GRRRHHAAAH!" *The busty behemoth plaintively shrieked, something she wasn't too keen on doing in the thralls of a heated confrontation, but she was all too familiar with this feeling- Something had been fractured, and she didn't just mean her stubborn pride; a bone, somewhere in her skeletal system, had been split in two by the unsated fury Millie had delivered with that knee strike. With a matter of seconds, Jess had gone from an unstoppable juggernaut to a crumpled heap of unimaginable pain, as her body curled up into a fetal position while Bianca merely cheered from the sidelines.* "Maybe now you'll think twice before meddling in MY business!" *She cheered, in full and total support of her date.*

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Millie glowered down at the Texan beneath her, staring more through Jess than at her as the cowgirl kept going, kept insulting her, right up until her knee smashed into the cowgirl's gut. Then, and only then, did the redhead's pain really show. The southerner cried out, shrieking as there was a cracking feeling that reverberated through the cowgirl so much that Millie could feel it. Not that the Briton really had any sympathy for her foe at this point. Jess had picked this fight, after all.

So Millie dropped her and watched as Jess curled into a crumpled ball of pain. Not being quite done, but not wanting to permanently harm the woman, the former pilot made do with pressing a foot against Jess' face. She wanted to quite literally rub the loss in. "Mebbe think more 'fore ye feck with me." She spat down at the redhead. Then she turned to face Bianca, her blank glare softening into a sweet smile.

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*Such a cruel, yet fitting punishment Millie had bestowed upon the terrifying texan; her menacing presence and intimidating demeanor had made little impact on the stoic airwoman, and as she continued to writhe in anguish, Bianca tilted her head quizzically for a moment to observe the damage she had dished out.* "Oh wow...y..you...really clobbered her..." *Without a smidgen of remorse or empathy towards her former, caring cousin Bianca shot Millie an enamored grin.*

"S..so...want to skip the dinner and get..r..right to..." *Fumbling over her words like a rookie quarterback on the first snap of the game, Bianca deliberately lowered her right, shoulder strap to show slightly more skin than was necessary.* "Dessert?" *Apprehensively gulping from fear upon potentially being rejected, Bianca felt the mood wasn't exactly ideal for flirtatious advances, but having witnessed Millie so deftly take Jess down a peg had triggered something deep within her.*

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Millie just smiled in response to Bianca's comment, a smile that only grew wider as the Jamaican looked at her with a big, enamored grin. "Don't mess with me... or my date." She said simply, slowly and cautiously sliding the heel of her shoe from Jess' face and placing it back on the ground. As much as she was trying to put on a stoic face, she was hurting hard. She just didn't want to show it in front of her defeated foe.

Millie watched as Bianca stumbled over more words, then showed a bit of skin. A deep red made its way into the Briton's face at that, and one of her hands instinctively went to her still-injured back. "I-I'm... Ye..." She stuttered, stumbling over her own words for a change before clearing her throat and nodding. "I'd love to." She finally replied, taking Bianca by the hand and leading her out of the room with slow, meticulous steps.

The moment they were out, Millie slouched, letting the various pains and aches bubble up. She leaned against Bianca a little and rested her head on her date's shoulder, smiling happily over at the woman. This was nice. Fight aside, the whole night had been very nice, and she hoped that it was just the beginning of something beautiful.

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