A Fistful Of Brawl (Blaze Vs Marissa)

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Marissa looked to roll with the punches as she drove her knee in deep, or in this case, roll with the shoulder charges, as Blaze was rather obviously setting up for one given her stance. Already bent down and with her legs ready for a push, Marissa took a page out of her book in response, as she tensed her abs in a similar fashion, though not without adding in a hooking of her arms and a bringing back of her legs to lessen the ache.

Uninterested in seeing what Blaze would do now that she was deep in her abs, Marissa looked to put the relevant arm around her head, and pull down.

Back landing on solid surface be damned, as she looked to drive Blaze into the earth with a simple DDT.

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After suffering a knee strike that should've been to be expected, Blaze replied with a shoulder tackle into Marissa's muscular abdomen. The cop followed by wrapping her arms around Marissa's legs in order to topple and take down her opponent.

N-no! However, Marissa had a thing or two to add to that plan. The realization came in the form of shock, when Marissa wrapped her arm around Blaze's head and the cop's attempt to topple her opponent just supplemented the incoming DDT and one instant later, Blaze found her head smashed into the floor. Ghaack! She gagged on impact. Feeling dizzy even with her eyes closed, she just laid on the ground for now and was at her opponent's mercy. A little wound appeared on Blaze's forehead and a trail of flood started trickling down her face and drops of it dribbled down onto the floor every now and then. Ugh...

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Marissa couldn't concern herself with the injury of even a decent opponent, as she looked to make Blaze's day all the worse. With her hand still mostly around her head, the spiky haired Brit would look to sit herself atop Blaze's lap only after a little rolling motion, with her free hand supporting herself.

"Sorry...but this is over already...!" She'd bare her teeth, already feeling a touch of blood on her hooking arm, as she suddenly began to pull with it. Seeking as she said, to end this fight before it had really begun, with the most abrupt of guillotine chokes!

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This wasn't a good start, this certainly wasn't a good start. It was something that Blaze was telling herself in her mind as she now laid flat on her face with her forehead bleeding. Her skull felt like it might break into pieces, but Blaze had no intention of giving up. Her fighting spirit was certainly amplified by Marissa's bold statement. They've just started and she thought this was over already? Hell no!

While Blaze's mentality was in good shape, her body wasn't, mostly because her opponent used the opportunity to shift into the next move, not letting the cop get her butt in gear. Ughh! RRRrrghhh! Blaze groaned as her neck was being bent and she was being choked under the arm of the new friend. Also, the legs were hugging Blaze's frame, but that wasn't really on her mind.

Blaze would get on one knee, one hand trying to lift Marissa's arm off her neck while the other hand would rear back and send a punch to Marissa's ribs. Rrrgh! Wouldn't you be... Disappointed if that was the case? Blaze would ask before launching a couple more of punches to the ribs of her opponent. Though, if that didn't work, Blaze might have to try a different approach.

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Marissa didn't respond verbally, given it was a obvious answer. Sure this was a fair fight, considerably more so than her previous bouts, but a quick win was not something she would complain about. All was fair in Tokyo Brawl.

Tensing her figure and coiling her arm more so, Marissa bared her teeth and shut her eyes as Blaze began to use her spine as a drumkit. Naturally her grip weakened, but it would be a while until it went to the point of Blaze being able to easily pull her head out. For Marissa was tensing her arm back to a strong squeezing point with every few seconds that passed, striking to her spine be damned.

When close to half a minute had passed, Marissa couldn't take much more. Her grip finally released, she'd seek to shove her other hand roughly into Blaze's face, in an effort to get her flat to her back. If that failed, it would serve the dual effect of giving Marissa something to push off of, to get some space.

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RRrghhh!! Blaze groaned under Marissa's arm. Muscles were tense as the two women wrestled in the hold, putting strain on their bodies. To bolster her efforts, Blaze socked a blow after blow into Marissa's ribs. It took half a minute to free her head from Marissa's arm.

Bphf! Blaze immediately found a forearm being pushed into her face, not letting pounce on Marissa like she wanted. The next moment the two fit ladies were separated, but before they did, Blaze threw a jab into the fellow Brit's well defined belly.

Now that the two were separated for the moment, Blaze would get up and nurse her hurting neck. You got me pretty good there...

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Marissa didn't have much time to think on pressing the now wheezing gal beneath her, as Blaze shot her fist to her abs like a dagger to the heart. Marissa unsurprisingly took the impact rather roughly, given she wasn't prepared for it at all. Clutching her abs she rose to her feet, as Blaze did the same whilst holding her neck.

Only tutting at that little compliment given, Marissa's hands rose to a fighting stance soon enough. Body closing in rather fast as she sought a clinch with Blaze, given the fact that the girl could barely breath, she felt no better time to press her advantage!

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Ooghh... Blaze moaned in pain, rubbing her neck before standing up.
Just before she fully rose to her feet, Marissa was already upon her. This took the martial artist by surprise as she just blinked and Marissa was already at her face while in that condition, no less. It was amazing. Blaze quickly assumed a fighting stance, preparing herself for a rain of strike and if that was the case, she probably would've been fine, but Marissa just went for a hug called clinch. Didn't expect you to move that fast in your condition...

The two women were lightly hugging each other, standing pretty much cheek to cheek. Bodies pressed into one another's and both had a leg between the other's. Blaze felt Marissa's chest and abs heaving with every breath she took and Marissa could probably feel the same. Anyway, both couldn't move that much, because if they tried some rapid movement, they'd probably crash down to the ground. Marissa's clinch restrained the cop's arms somewhat and she couldn't muster meaningful punches, not before she overpowers the woman a little at least. (It's similar, but not identical to this).

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Well, if Marissa wanted a grapple, it was fine with Blaze. NNnrrghh! Blaze would grunt as she would try to overpower Marissa's muscular arms and have her left hand grab onto the back of the frame of her fit opponent, while her right hand would grab onto her thigh. If it went as planned, Blaze would try to raise her up a little and charge into a bunch of fruits, crashing the fellow Brit into them.

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Marissa in truth wasn't fully expecting a stable figure from which she'd crash into. She was expecting Blaze to practically be falling in her arms, or atleast if not she'd be stood straight with her arms failing to rise. Instead, the girl was ready, and pushing back into Marissa with force the Brit couldn't ignore. Attempts to shove into her were met with the light girl holding her ground, which just led to abs and chests grinding lightly. Abs Marissa could do, but given she was only partially well-endowed on her bust, she felt rather overshadowed.

Tutting at that comment about Blaze expecting her to be weaker as is, Marissa found egg on her face and soon enough fruit on her back, as Blaze beat Marissa's own expectations by suddenly lunging into her! The Brit unable to push back even remotely, instead just holding on as if to pull her foe equally through the fruit stand!

The two tumbling roughly over it, leading to many a colour of fruit juices being splashed over their now sticky frames!

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Blaze managed to to lift the heavier girl up and run her into the fruit stand. Ghuuah! The British ladies crashed into and tumbled over it ungracefully before falling down to the floor. Blaze had it a bit easier than her opponent as Marissa herself cushioned the impact somewhat when Blaze sandwiched her between herself and the stand. Then they separated, with Blaze rolling on the ground a little. She'd feel a bit of juice sticking on her body from the compressed fruits.

The juice are on the house, love. Blaze commented, seeing that Marissa was all juiced up as well. Blaze got up to her feet and made her way towards the opponent. If Marissa was still laying or sitting at that point, Blaze would grab her right arm and give her a hard tug up, to lift her up before winding back a fist and sending an uppercut to the woman's stomach in hopes to soften her up for what would come next.