This Party Just Got Interesting: (Cicilia Vs Party Hard)

2!

Cicilia only stared quietly up at the girl that held her leg, contemplating something she should say, some VOW of revenge that would put this woman on edge but what would be the point really? Did she even have the energy to give a good speech?

No. As a matter of fact, she didn't. What she had said before was enough to get her point across. A blood-drop silently trailed down the boxer's forehead and down the bridge of her nose as she stared up at the brunette, marking her in her mind for complete decimation. She wasn't just going to let this embarrassment-of-a-loss stick in her courier... Her first official loss because she was STUPID! UGH!

GODDAMMIT!

"You... realize this isn't over..." The German hissed, referring to the Brunette, not the blonde. She went down FAR too easy. This chick was the one who beat her... NOT their fancy little team.

"This... means nothing."

It took a lot of her to not do something stupid. She had considered breaking her one pin attempt to instead climb on top of Cicilia and pummel her. She couldn't squander a chance to end this though. She loved wrestling, she was the reason Kaylee was even here doing this with her. This hadn't been a wrestling match so much as a chopping block. Someone had put them up against this monster of a woman, this executioner, in hopes of what? Maybe getting them to reconsider joining AFW. She refused to believe this was mere happenstance. Joke was on them, she was a survivor.

Cicilia was still talking, trying to make this into something more then what it was. Belle wasn't exactly the most civil person. She knew that she could be a bit abrasive but this woman was tossing her threats now. She didn't really have the energy to argue with her or shit talk. She had never been the best with words. Kaylee was the talker. Still she had to say something...she settled on simply muttering. "Lose with a bit of dignity."

They may have been enemies, but they were also suppose to be professionals. Kaylee and her were still pretty new to all this but it seemed like the right thing to say in the moment.

"...3!" The referee called for the bell, signalling the end of the match.

She slowly pushed herself up kneeling beside Cicilia. She was ready to be anyplace but here but her body didn't agree. She stared down at the boxer, normally she would have offered a handshake. Not today. These was no denying the woman's talent, but she wasn't going to give her the chance to win over the crowd by playing into a show of sportsmanship, not after what she had just been saying. Holding back the urge to spin on the woman she finally rose to make her way over to check on Kaylee.

Lose with dignity? Whatever. Cicilia glared right back up at the brunette right up until she went back to check up on her friend. The german groaned, finding the strength within herself to sit up, holding a hand to her forehead as she attempted to make it all stop spinning. That headbutt was a mistake... she'd make note not to use them as much in the future...

Cicilia hissed as she rolled out from under the ropes, making her way out of the arena without another word. Next time...? It would be no contest. Double-teamed or not she was going to crush these two... It's what she kept telling herself as she slipped back stage to get her bleeding forehead checked up on... It helped keep the shame of losing from running too deep.

Belle gave Cicilia a glare in passing as she lifted Kaylee up into her arms, cradling the girl. Her partner was still out of it. She also gave the official a look for not disqualifying Kaylee after taking a hit that bad. She could only image how terrible it would have been if she had lost and Cicilia had been left alone with a helpless Kaylee. No thanks.

She made her way out of the ring and up the ramp, taking the blond to get checked out at the medical examiners office.