The Girl With The Dragon Tattoo...(For kaz)

Bunny tightened the headlock with each fidgeting attempt by Kumi to break free, squeezing her muscled thighs around the waist of her adversary in the hopes of draining the life out of her even quicker. She felt the dragon lady wrap around her back but thought nothing of it, imagining it to be a weakened attempt at a bear hug, or at least thatâ€s what she had hoped it was.

“Gah!! Sh-shit!!” Though not lifted off the ground more than a foot the impact had an unforeseen whiplash effect that caught Bunny on the back of her head. The headlock would become an afterthought as she immediately sent one hand to cradle her knocked cranium and the other to her sore spine, the back of her white t-shirt getting dirtier and scruffed up. Not a major blow to the head or close enough to draw blood, the blow still knocked some screws loose, leaving her in a stunned state as she crawled to the nearest sports car and leaned with her back against to get vertical again.

Kumi backed away after she managed to get out from the hold, slightly panting as she rubbed her neck and tilted it to the side. She already knew that Bunny was going to be a pain in the ass, but that also fired her up. Her little slam should do some damage to the girl, so they might not be too far in terms of fitness now. Obviously she didn't intend to keep things too close of a call.

The tattooed girl stepped forward, attempting to grab Bunny to turn her around and pulled her away a bit, before trying to slam the girl onto the car she's leaning against. It wouldn't be the hardest slam ever, as Kumi wouldn't want to cause a visible dent to the car. Her intention was just to keep Bunny dazed and disoriented.

Bunny didnâ€t know what it was about fighting this dragon lady, but every time she had her on the ropes sheâ€d pull off some cheap move that knocked her upside the head that completely rattled her senses. Whether it was strategic planning or just dumb luck it was starting to get old real fast, Death just starting to shake off the impact when Kumi acted on the opening and flung her into the sports car.

“Nnngh!!” Bunny raised one arm to shield her head but the rest of her body still slammed into the vehicle with a loud thud. Backing off slowly after the collision, D.B. fell down to one knee but eventually just sat down on her blue jeaned bottom, needing more time to recoup from the unintentional head banging.

"You're done?" Kumi half mocked the seated Bunny after that slam to the car. "No, I don't think so."

Of course she's not done yet. Their first meeting already told her just how tough DB was. She's not going to underestimate the girl and and ended up in another painful hold like what she did before. The tattooed girl wasn't planning to give Bunny a break here even after what she just did to her.

She would attempt to wrap an arm around the neck of DB for a light sleeper, as her true intention was to haul the girl up a bit. From there Kumi would attempt to shift the hold into a Dragon sleeper before applying more pressure to weaken her opponent.

Bunny didnâ€t remember Kumi being this relentless with her attacks from their previous tussle, the slight double vision making it harder for her to swipe away the dragon ladyâ€s hand when before she was raised to her feet into the dragon sleeper.

“Nnngh!!” Bunny grunted out loud as she struggled in the chokehold. Kumi was far more determined to make an impression on D.B. this time around, keeping the pressure on with moves meant to disable rather than just knock her around. She definitely had something to prove this time around. The lack of oxygen not exactly helping her headache, Bunny vented her frustration by delivering elbows into Kumi's abs before raising her hand to Kumiâ€s face for an eyepoke, hopefully distracting her enough for Death to squeeze free.

"Ough!" the elbow caught Kumi by surprise and weakened her hold on DB.

With her midsection aching, she's torn between the choice of strengthening her hold and escape, but Bunny made it easier for her. The girl's hand grazed her cheek as she moved her head out of the way, and she decided that it's not too safe to stay close at the moment. Releasing her sleeper, The tattooed girl gave Bunny a light push and backed off herself before bending over, holding her stomach while panting.

Back then she kinda wished she didn't have to ambush a wrestler that just finished with her match. Kumi liked fair fights, one on one, so she had to say that this fight interested her more than the other, even if the only stake here were their pride. She grinned at Bunny, letting the girl knew that she was excited.

Stumbling forward after the elbows to Kumiâ€s abs had served their purpose, Bunny immediately turned around to make sure the dragon lady had no intention of following up the release with any more attacks. Coughing out slightly with one gloved hand rubbing her still bruised temple, the pain began to finally subside thanks to the break in the action. Despite the last exchange between the two warriors, the fight had been pretty evenly matched so far. Grinning back at her worthy competitor, Bunny could see Kumi may actually have what it takes to put up a decent fight.

“You know, if you had been this serious when we first tangled, you may not have even needed Sunshine to have your back….probably,” Bunny quipped, the prospect of an honest one on one throw down against someone with the talent to challenge her making her blood pump faster, her bitterness towards Kumi about that night in the locker room starting to subside after working out some well deserved aggression. With both hands raised in front of her, sheâ€d slowly approach the dragon lady with the intent of locking up with her.

"You're already exhausted from a match back then, and I was just testing the waters," Kumi smirked. "But it's always good to have someone watching your back. I'm sure you already knew just how much you can do by your own, no?"

As Bunny began to approach her, the braided girl pulled the right sleeve of her kimono and slipped her tattooed arm out of it. It's like an "I'm getting serious gesture", although she also liked displaying her artful arm during a fight. Once Bunny was in her range, Kumi made a short dash and locked hands with the girl before she attempted to push her opponent back.

Rotating her shoulder before locking up with the dragon lady, her fingers interlocked with her adversary in an effort to push Kumi back. Arms fully extended with one leg brought far behind her to keep her stance steady, with a diabolically gleeful smirk Bunny exerted every ounce of her strength into the lockup, ensuring that the two would at least be at a stalemate.

“Heh….Wouldnâ€t know about that….Always had my own back…. Jus the way it is....,” Bunny exclaimed with her viper like stare never leaving Kumiâ€s straight in front of her. Although confident she had the reserves to at least push Kumi back to the now dented sports car behind her, D.B. would try something riskier but much more rewarding. Pulling back on the stand-off, Bunny would allow herself to be forced back several steps. Once in the right position, D.B. would abruptly fall and roll back with her booted feet in Kumi stomach and attempt to propel her backwards into an unfortunately placed row of garbage tins and black bags.

"Seems like you can use more lesson from that Phantom, then..." Kumi replied sarcastically while trying to keep Bunny at bay.

She was planning to pull back in an attempt to pull a turnover, until the girl was pushed back a few steps away. Kumi changed her mind and pushed harder, only to realize that it was a trap the moment she was pulled by Bunny and tossed... into a pile of trashes from what it looked. There was a loud clattering noise as the tattooed girl crashed on a garbage can and the bags, before her body rolled weakly onto her front.

"Ughh... fucking... bitch..." Kumi groaned as she felt her back aching from hitting the trash can.

It's an understatement to say that she's upset. Street fights could be quite dirty at times, but being tossed into a stack of trash was irritating to say the least. Kumi could stand her dress being torn or covered in dust, but garbage was another matter. Fortunately for Bunny, the braided girl was still too hurt to jump at her straight away. The tattooed girl was quietly cursing under her breath as she slowly got up to one knee. That was hurt, alright, but Bunny would be gravely mistaken if she thought that was enough.