The great underwear heist (Complete)

(("It was amazing how one person could find so many faults in his character." Heh. Does Matt know many women?))

Selene rolled her eyes at Matt, "Fuck you." She spat.

As the fight began, Selene would make the first move. Hoping to capitalize on the sheer amount of angry woman posturing she spent the last several minutes engaging in, she tried a gambit. Glancing at Matt's crotch and shifting her stance, she tried to trick Matt into thinking she was going to open with a low blow. Ideally, distracted by such a maneuver, he theoretically wouldn't see the actual move she was launching, an elbow straight to the face.

(LOL Very Nice)

Matt chuckled at the sweet talk. Matt wasn't exactly surprised when she went for the low blow. A woman holding as much rage as her would go straight for the place where it would hurt most. Unfortunately, in making to block the fake low blow, he would recieve the elbow straight to the face, causing him to grunt and stagger backwards.

Trying to capitalize on the momentum, Selene would close the distance quickly to deliver a knee to Matt's stomach.

"Oooff!" Matt yelped, the knee nearly driving all the air out of him. Maybe it was a bad idea to get Selene angry. Still, in a reflex action he managed to keep grab hold of her knee as it plowed into his stomach. So after that he would push her backwards, just to try to get his act together.

Selene growled, following up her onslaught with unusual speed. She braced herself as Matt grabbed her leg and tried to bring her hands down in an axe handle on the back of Matt's head. "What's the matter? Aren't you supposed to be kicking my ass? Not so cocky now, are you?" She shouted.

Matt grunted, that blow to the head surprising him. Luckily he was used to taking such blows by now. She was faster than he remembered. He's just have to do something about that.

He still held onto her knee, but this time he would yank on it, trying to send her to the mat. From there he would turn her over into a single leg boston crab.

The yank was the correct move pulling her to the ground with a thud. She was stunned only for a brief instant before she would be thrusting her spare leg at Matt. She was putting her all into this as part of her expected this fight to end the same way the last one did, a few seconds after losing the momentum, and she wasn't done hurting Matt yet.

Matt winced and let go fo Selene's leg, stumbling backwards from the kick. Unfortunately for him, he staggered back into the benches that were in the middle of the room, and he tripped over them landing flat on his back, hitting the ground and stunning him.

Selene bounded to her feet faster than she would, once the battle high had faded, ever remember doing. In one graceful motion, she would step onto the benches and immediately leap off them, aiming to drive both her knees squarely into Matt's stomach.

Matt cried out in pain, the full weight of Selene plowing into his gut. Things weren't exactly going in Matt's favour right now. Especially after that last move. Now all he could do was lay there, groaning in agony.