Julia Knight vs. Cicilia 'The Juggernaught'

pushing in and hitting what she could the bigger girl found that Julia still carried a considerable sting to her punches. This match had turned more to boxing then anything, a mistake on her part given she should be taking advantage of the girls clear lack of wrestling, at least as far as she's seen to her advantage and something she should work on in the rest of this bout as she stopped Cicilia in her tracks. Not even needing her prompts after hearing the ref counting Julia moved back to try and get in the ring and start to recover. Her body still rattled from the punches but her mind still focused.

She knew she could win tis she just needed to stick with what was working, her headlock surpised her and she was sure she could pull off a few different moves to do the same. Boxing was hurting her but she was getting just as knocked around in the struggle and she didnt want to bank everything on a test of endurance. Standing up she looked at the girl with her hands up. "Go ahead..take a deep breathe, cause chances are im not letting you take a breathe again."

Cicilia slipped back into the ring, casually leaning against the ropes casually as she got her breath back. It seemed the red-head was less than happy with the beating she got, remarking how she should breath while she could because after this she would never breath again. The German cocked her head to the side, confused that she'd give herself away so readily. She just implied she was going for headlocks with her little threat so she was just telling her to look out for her next move. Cicilia just shook her head in disappointment, letting herself lean off the ropes as she too raised her hands in a grappler's stance. Boxing wouldn't do much good against grapples, she figured. She'd have to play on her strength if she was going to avoid the girl's telegraphed attacks.

"Why're you telling me all the moves you're going to do?" Cicilia questioned inching towards her red-headed rival. "Doesn't that work against you or something?"

The girl was already losing this match... How many more disadvantages did she need? T'was clear as the bruises on her face left behind after a good round of punches. She didn't look nearly as good as when she first walked in here... She wondered how much longer her opponent could fight for... A couple more minutes? She didn't think it'd be that much longer but then she surprised her before in this match. Now all she had to do was look out for the headlocks.

"I...think you misintrpeted what i said....i just meant i wasn't going to let up on you..." Julia said confused by what she meant, hell she wasn't even sure what attack she was implying she was going for with that statement. When in wrestling do you want your opponent to breathe? The redhead felt the girl was trying to hard to read her and figure out what her plan was but that could work for her. Afterall if she was going to be acting like that Julia could still pull things off and make sure that she stopped the girl in her tracks.

Bringing her hands up as she moved in she tried to get an idea on how to approach the girl and look for an opening. She wanted to try and drive a few punches towards her face and chest but trying to move them back to avoid them being grabbed. If she could get a necessary move she would try and go low and try to hook a single leg and pull her leg away from her and bring it up to try and knock her off balance. Looking to trip her up by kicking her leg and trying to bring her down to floor.

"....Then why didn't you just say that...?" The German potested, pausing to take in this stupidity. "Who cares about all this theatrical garbage? Lets just say what we damn mean so we can get our points across easier, okay?" All this stage-talk was getting on her nerves. They weren't actors in a movie nor did they have a script the two of them understood. This was a boxing ring and if they were going to take a few moments to talk, it better be in a way they could both understand. As the red-head approached, Cicilia considered her options. This girl must have an idea of what she was about by now. Strong, tough, a puncher at heart and a slugger by nature. She was going to have to mix it up if she was going to avoid being predictable in this match...

She still had her swarmer stance... Julia hadn't seen that little trick yet and she might just be able to get in a nice little surprise while she approached ever so slowly. Cicilia smirked ever so slightly, her stance loosening up ever so slightly.

Swarmer Stance

Cicilia would suddenly lean back, pushing against the ropes as hard as she could. With all that power built up behind her, the boxer would spring out from the edge of the arena towards the redhead at speeds that completely BLEW her slugger stance out of the water! She'd tuck in her head and level her body so that her shoulder would DRILL into her opposing woman's gut in a spear meant to take her RIGHT down to the mat. Somehow, she thought that'd be the last time she'd be able to use that trick whether it worked or not.

"It wasn't even meant to be theatrical! Not my fault you've never talked face to face with a human before." Julia retorted wondering what she was blowing up for. Its not like it mattered what she said or how she said it. Julia's stopped herself as she was losing focus on what mattered, mainly that there was a match in progress and that wasting time and air talking about her words with Cicilia wasn't doing her any favors. So instead she went ahead and went for her single leg take down moving to the side to try and grab her leg.

Just as Cicilia charged at her faster then she could have planned for. Thankfully going for the single leg meant she want standing there when she pushed off, running like a bull. Though when Julia did turn and go for the legs she was no where close to her and thus her hands swung at air as she looked dumbfounded...Cicilia was going to damn well run her over if she hadn't moved when she did, and she might have not seen it coming. Shocked but still trying to move Julia pushed up and went for a drop kick to her foes chest.

"If you spoke like a person then I'd be able to understand you, halfwit!" Cicilia shot back before going in for that spear. As she closed in, she made careful note of the tensing in the woman's legs, the look in her eye, the position of her body, making guesses as to what her moves might be. Now that she was moving like this, there was no way to stop before she met this girl so she'd have to be ready for whatever she might bring to counter! One of her first guesses seemed to come to pass as the red-head jumped into the air, pointing her feet up towards her chest! Were it not for her new speed she wouldn't have been able to see this girl's attack coming, let alone be able to dodge it but now? Now she just might have a chance!

Cicilia RIPPED herself to the side as the woman's feet shot forth, one of her feet striking Cicilia in the breast HARD, but without the input of it's twin, it wasn't enough to knock the juggernaut on her back! Acting fast, the boxer grabbed the woman's leg as she fell, pulling it past her before releasing her grip and tightening her hand into a fist. As Julia's body began to make contact with the floor she threw her punch DOWN at her cheek, intent on CRUSHING her head between her knuckles and the mat, making her PAY for her bad attitude walking in here!

Reference: Skip to 5:49

Spoiler:

Charging at the girl with her best foot forward Julia wanted to use her speed as efficient as possible while Keeping Cicilia on the defensive. Trying to move in and quickly try to strike her with a hard hitting Dropkick she soon found herself only slightly connecting with the move, before she was pulled in and suddenly knocked to the floor by a sudden punch to the face.

"Agggh!" Julia flopped to the floor as she was slammed by the punch. Bouncing from the impact Julia rolled to her side as she felt stunned and trying to decide if she was still conscious. After a few seconds she decided she was and let out a very pained groan from the floor.