Reika Suzuka VS Jess, Barroom Bashup (LtLukas)

Reika could hear something, barely, but her vision on the other hand was not a perfect view either, all she could see was red as she shook her head, side to side, with a dash of purple as she could see someone standing on something. With a few minutes of coming too, it was clear someone was standing on the bar, taunting the masses, looking as if they were about to put Reika out of commision with some drop, Reika on the other hand, still had some gas in the tank....despite the moaning and twitching from her form, something the cameras picked up on as her chest heaved, a trickle of blood dripping down, no thanks to all this glass.

She had took worser bumps in the cage before, but Reika was getting older, so feeling some of the effects of the past would always come back to her soreness in places, but with a sudden weak roll of her body, Reika would avoid most of the move Jess inflicted on her, still getting half of the brunt of it. Giving out a groan, as she coughed hair out of her face...

If anything it would of trembled that leg of her opponents, along with hitting mostly solid ground and glass, as Reika was slowly pulling herself up, not looking a pretty sight as she cracked her neck to the side. Looking like some Banshee from a horror flick, but one that looked absolutely thrashed from the victims attacks.

"Hrgh, you missed, bitch..." Reika said, wiping her mouth, before lunging up behind Jess with part of the smashed off bar top she had clawed up, holding it hard against Jess's neck, and choking her out with it as it looked like Reika wasn't playing all dead, even if it was still hurting her body in places, she was refusing to accept a loss from this new tough rival she had formed a disliking for.

Jessica had far passed the point of no return when a nagging doubt fomented itself into a full blown thought in her head. As she stood atop the bar, she had delayed too long and in so doing had ruined her own chance of bringing an attack to its full potential. Reika was not the sort of woman who was just going to lie in wait for the Violent Violet to swoop down on her. The redhead was too wily, too experienced. And as Jessica plummeted towards the earth, she was already cringing. Her opponent had gotten out of the way for the most part, which meant that the landing was going to be terribly unpleasant.

And sure enough, it was. Jessica was a heavy woman, so when she slammed into the ground she crashed down hard. Sure, part of her hit Reika, but that was little consolation to three quarters of her body. She cried out in pain, grabbing for something that hurt, which was a vain task as everything hurt. She writhed on the floor of the bar, not for the first time in her life, but for the first time in her life in this particular situation.

And that was only the beginning of the bad news. Reika was naturally a little bit quicker on the uptake than Jessica was, and used that to her advantage. The redhead had grabbed something that was awfully heavy, and was using that to choke the shit out of Jessica. She sputtered for a second, not knowing quite how to react. Then she started pushing against Reika, doing what she could to ensure that she remained conscious!

Hearing her opponent choke like that, the audience were getting their money's worth of body to body of the two girls, Reika's own beaten but ample body rubbing up against that attire of Jess, sweating, struggling, and groaning as Reika breathed down the purple headed girls neck. Sure she could bit her, but Reika had to know her limits fighting on fumes, resorting to weapons and dirty tricks like this...

Typical Reika, but it gave her great joy seeing her opponent not knowing what to do, when faced with a deadly choke.

"Hah, all out of moves?, hearing you gurgle just gives me...pleasure..." Reika said breathily to Jess's ear as she wrenched the shattered bar top harder, keeping the girl there just a while longer, before going for the second act of causing the girl some internal damage. Which consisted of her, dropping her weapon, and gripping the girl in red tightly, before throwing her with a massive grunt of strength, still suffering, but making Jess crashed into the camera's that were filming the whole thing, making the AFW staff scatter quickly as one of the feeds to the live event went down.

This way, Reika would have the pleasure of seeing Jess, beaten, before her own eyes, rather than the faceless mooks watching for a taste of rivalry and strength. However, Reika upon doing this, would feel a sharp pain in her back from throwing someone like Jess, temporarily downing the Viper herself, as she panted on the beer soaked bar floor.

"Hnnnfh.....feeling pretty shitty about now..." Reika muttered to herself, even as going as far as taking a sip from a smashed bottle, anything to take off the pain she was feeling.

One of the things that was so fucking annoying about Reika was how much fun she appeared to be having as she played hell all over the barroom. Jessica looked directly at Reika's face as the redhead choked her within an inch of her life. The countenance that Reika displayed did not make the Violent Violet feel any more confident in her capacity to stay awake. Her ability to push against the strangulation device was becoming weaker and weaker.

Then, her fortunes changed. For better or worse, she did not know. In a single, powerful move, Jessica was lifted up and hefted towards the cameras. She cried out before she even slammed against them, which was opportune in a sense. The second that she crashed against them, all of the wind was ripped from her, which was doubly unfortunate given that she had just been strangled. Jessica peeled off of the cameras and then fell to the barroom floor.

She sputtered for a bit, and clutched at her aching throat. Jessica had just gotten rocked, and she knew it. And somewhere, Reika was lurking, looking to make a bad few moves even worse for Jessica. She did what she could to recuperate, but there was just so much taken out of her...

Still down on her knees as she threw the drink away, feeling, hardly better at all, Reika would run a hand back through her hair and try to move. This place looked a mess, not only that, but both fighters were looking pretty trashed all over, beaten bodies, shiny skin, and a smell of sweat, all great entertainment for what the cameras could see of the fight now. However for Reika, she looked all out of fuel as she was moving slightly, crawling, on where her opponent had landed, chest hanging down lowly with a ample view of her cleavage, followed by steady, but slow breaths from the Viper herself.

Eventually stopping her crawl, as she would be right over Jessica's unstable form, muscles flinching, before Reika's body looked as if it was about to give out, "Hhhhnhhhh..." she moaned, clutching her chest, hair dangling over Jess's face, as she would fall ontop of the girl, not noticing one of the AFW staff picked up a camera to get a view of the girls in they're, downed glory.

Gathering a few raging cheers, and swoons, from all the happy fans, all while Reika pressed her forehead twitchingly, and forcefully, on Jessica's as she looked in the eyes, just barely. As if she was saying something, but couldn't muster up the confidence to say it, that Jessica was a more worthy and stronger woman than Reika had thought she'd be, really testing the pit fighters limits as the Viper, rested there, in a sort of clinch to regather at least some rest to her body. While at the same time, keeping Jessica pinned down as it looked like her hands were wandering somewhere.

Somewhere quite close, whether paining or pleasuring...

There were a few sputtering gasps. Then Jessica could at least breathe normally, or as normally as a scantily dressed wrestler could be on the floor of a desecrated and partially destroyed barroom in the back of an arena. Reika was coming, and she knew that. The issue was, Jessica was in not really in much of a position to do anything about it. She tried to bring herself in, to gather as much strength as she could before the hurricane came.

And then the redhead was on top of her. Looking into her eyes, menacingly. Jessica groaned as Reika dominated the position battle, and in turn dominated her body. The crowd got excited as the two women's bodies squished together. They had come for a lot of different things this evening, and they were more than getting it.

Jessica got her shoulder up, and tried to scooch away. She was aware that Reika's hands were going further and further south, but the only thing she really wanted to do was ensure that she did not get pinned. Getting the hell away from this sociopath was just a bonus...

Flinching as Reika felt her opponent moving away, she couldn't do much, even trying to move a little only to groan as her body had seen a lot of punishment already, failing to pin Jess down as she slid out from the Vipers grip. Leading to a display of Reika, facedown on the floor, groaning, but down for the moment as even some of the fans in the crowd watching, were urging her to get up.

But nothing was certain, Reika had abused too much of her limits in this match, and if she wasn't careful right now, at this second, it could be all over. Which was looking quite like it as her hands were having trouble, getting a grip of anything, even a simple thing of propping herself up...

If there was a referee anywhere from these two scuffling, now would be a good time to bring her in, for Reika's sake that was, for what her opponent could do next might finish this destructive night of beating each other senseless. "Wh....where did she..." Reika thought to herself head to the side for a second, vision blurring a bit, only to see nothing of Jessica, her opponent was waiting on the other side, and the Viper's head was that shook, she didn't realise it.

It took a little bit of exertion, but Jessica finally managed to rid herself of the redhead. She knew that any reprieve was not going to last long, so she did what she could to get her aching body up and moving. All of the tiny pains and all of the exhaustion that the match had caused were beginning to accumulate, and it was only through great effort did she manage to find her feet. After a wobble, she managed to find her sea legs and stand upright.

She quickly assessed the situation. Reika, despite all her talking, despite her incredible legacy as a wrestler at AFW, despite the near inhuman levels of strength and wrestling prowess she had shown this evening, was not in a good spot. Jessica was wily enough. There was going to be limited opportunity to strike and Jessica was going to exploit it.

Jessica darted forward, darted being a relative word. It was only a few quick long strides until the distance between them was closed, which is precisely what Jessica needed. She brought her powerful leg forward, going for a head kick that would send Reika halfway to the moon.

Groggily trying to scurry herself up from the hell she was feeling, inside and on the outside of her body, Reika was slowly getting herself up, only to be a little too late to throw herself back into this fight. For the next thing she heard, no, that image she saw in her blurred vision, was Jess running on up to her, and booting her right in the head as Reika's head rung out with a loud CRACK, sending the dominant Viper flying back as she hardly had time to groan from that, it was almost like a deathly gasp from her, feeling her breath turn choked, and then her vision turn slightly black.

"........Ffff-fuck..." was all Reika could say within her head, was this it for her?

Tunnel visioned, of course she wasn't dead, but she was DOWN for the time being as her beaten body, crashed to the floor like a sack of bricks, not moving at all, hair in her face, and her jaw slightly hung open with no sudden breathes. It looked like Reika had been knocked out, but one could never be too sure...

It was either the ref girl or Jess's decision to check to see if Reika was, well, K.O'ed from the match, thats if they were brave enough to approach Reika's body, lay flat back against the bar rubble, glistening, but not stirring the slightest as the crowd watched on in awe. Maybe it was a good time for them to recall they're bets?

Or was something else going to conspire in this uncertain moment of the downed Viper...

Jessica's kick connected,and then Jessica fell to the ground as if she were the one who had been kicked. For the first time this match, it occurred to her exactly how tired she was. How pained she was. It was as if the kick had transferred all of the pain to Jessica, and not Reika. She did not even have a chance to get her hands down before her back thudded to the floor. Her head hit the floorboard first, causing a smack to reverberate around the dim bar.

Jessica just focused on breathing. All of the evening's activities were becoming too much for her, and she was not afraid to show it. Reika had put her through the ringer, and Jessica was keen to return the favor tenfold. She figured that the kick had bought her a little bit of time, which she was going to use to its fullest extent. Her large chest rose and fell as she lay there on the bar room floor, greedily sucking in all of the air that she could.

Her eyes were open, but she was not quite sure why. She may as well close them as she rested, she thought.