Gluttons for Punishment (For Cici)

Mako was no a happy camper. After her embarrassing DQ against Cilicia, the shark couldn't bring herself to calm down. Plus she was still mad about her loss against Dasher when he low blowed her. Mako really needed some way to turn her luck around. Or at the very least, calm her down. Currently she was in an Tension gym wear she was punching away at a bag. The shark was wearing her normal attire today. A black sports bra and shorts along with similarly colored leg guards. Her fists weren't covered as she punched the bag, though.

On some level, Mako wanted to punish herself, so she was planning to pound away at this bag until the pain overcame her guilt. There weren't too many people here today, which was good. Less people meant less chances for Mako to pick a fight over something stupid. And while that sounded petty as fuck, that was just how bad her mood was today.

Mako would take a break eventually, but she wasn't even close to done. She just wanted to get a drink of water before continuing her work out / punishment session. As the shark did so, she'd also wipe herself off with a towel.

After that match with Mako, Cicilia was left in such a weakened state, she couldn't catch up with her in time before she stormed out in disgrace... Cicilia knew how she felt and she wasn't satisfied with such an end to their battle either! Yeah, a kick to her head during a BOXING match didn't do the German any favors but it was winning by disqualification that got her... She won... on a fucking technicality... It would not stand. Her pride wouldn't allow it! She would beat Mako on her own fucking terms and not because some rule stole the win for her!

...That being said, the German couldn't find a trace of Mako wherever she looked. She asked questions, probed places she was told were her haunts, anything to talk to her but always came up short... DAMN IT! Where did she go!? Surely one disqualification wouldn't make her disappear this well! She could get being ashamed... but for god's sake, get over it! Cicilia huffed in frustration as again, she came up empty, deciding that this venture would be best pursued at another time... such as after she destroyed some Gym-property in a blood-boiling bag-punching session!

Grumbling to herself, she walked into the AFW Gym, a towel draped over her shoulder....

...And there she was... There Mako stood, bottle in one hand, Towel in another, apparently taking out her troubles on the heavy leather/foam of a bag... Huh. Where had she seen that before. A smirk of triumph flashed across Cicilia's features for a quick second... before she quickly suppressed it, walking up behind the shark... and placing a hand on her shoulder.

"Hey." She greeted. "Mako?"

When Mako felt someone's hand on her shoulder, she half expected it to be someone who she would want to punch. She was in a bad mood, after all, and interrupting it deserved such a reaction. Kinda. Well it didn't and the shark knew that but she'd do it anyway. However, when she turned with an audible groan, Mako found Cicilia looking at her.

"Uuuuuuuuuugh! Who the hell.............Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck." Mako would say but meant to think. It was just so sudden, and the shark couldn't help but say what she was thinking. The juggernaut was here, likely to punch her. That was incredibly ironic, seeing as Mako was going to punch whoever this turned out to be. Now she couldn't punch her, though. This was the woman she was feeling guilty about! So before saying another word, Mako shrugged off the hand and started to walk away.

"Nope." the shark would say as she walked away, her body stiff as hell. If she was even a little bit more surprised, Mako would no doubt look like a robot as she tried to make her exit. Her face was already making an award smile as her eye twitched slightly. "Why the fuck am I smiling?!" she thought to herself. The only answer she could come up with was that this is how her body reacts to extreme embarrassment. It made sense...kinda. After all, Mako rarely got embarrassed. So now that she was finally in a situation like this, and she couldn't just punch it away, her body was finding a new way to deal with it.

"...I need a fucking therapist..." Mako thought to herself, deciding maybe she should start working on her issues. Her obsessive sex life, drinking, lack of a father figure, and now this creepy thing, all needed to be dealt with. Of course she was fine with her eagerness to fight and get violent. There was no problem there...

Regardless of her demons, though, Mako just wanted to get out of here...especially before Jugs came at her...

"H-hey!" Cicilia demanded as Mako just... turned and walked away from her! No noticeable reason why, not flaring expression of rage or anything like that which would indicate a reason to just... BAIL on her for just asking for her time! The German stared, watching her go in some direction... ANY direction to get away from the German, Cicilia completely stunned at the shark's behavior...

...But then her brow furrowed, her lips tightened in frustration, the German quickly walking to catch up with Mako, not letting her go! She didn't know what the hell was wrong with her today, but Cicilia wanted her damn rematch! Winning the way she had was completely unacceptable and made it IMPOSSIBLE to determine which of them was actually better! If Mako was content with how the battle went, TO BAD! Cicilia wanted her rematch and she was going to get it one way or another!

"You're not walking away from me again." She said flatly, stepping between the shark and wherever she was headed to! "That last fight didn't count. I want a rematch. Now." Her tone was flat, perhaps a little entitled... and no doubt her request was ironic seeing as she was declared the winner of that fight.

Wins...
Losses...

They only mattered when they were not earned! In this case...? Cicilia felt as though that kick to the head had stolen her true victory... and she would not accept what she was given instead! If Mako tried to push past her, Cicilia would reach out with a hand, pushing against Mako's shoulder in an effort to hold her still in front of her.

"I'm not leaving until I get my fight."

Mako wanted to make an exit, but it was clear Cicilia wasn't going to let that happen. She quickly went around the shark to block her path, and demanded a rematch. "...Eh?" Mako would say, shocked by the request. So the shark just stood there and stared at Cici for a little pause of complete silence before she finally spoke up.

"...but...you won the last match...Didn't you?" Mako would say, failing to see any logic in a winner asking for a rematch. Rubbing the back of her neck, the shark was conflicted on accepting. She was still embarrassed by what had happened, but didn't that just mean she owed Cici this? Clearly the german woman had no intentions of letting her leave without a fight. Also, she couldn't help but find the boxer kinda cute as she stood there demanding a fight. It was like a teddy bear was blocking her path! So, in the end, Mako let out a sigh and looked Cicilia in the eyes.

"Heh...Ok...since you're so cute like this...I'll accept...BUT! This time we fight with whatever we've got. No more rules against kicking and shit. If we throw down, I want to face you with my best. And you better give me the same treatment...sound good, Jugs?~" Mako would explain, before smirking as she called Cici by her nickname.

"Forget who won or lost." Cicilia demanded. "I don't count any victory by the disqualification of my opponent as a 'win.' I want to beat you by knocking you to the ground." There was, in fact, some logic here. By all intents and purposes, Mako won that fight, even if she lost the match. That kick to Cicilia's head was enough to take her completely out of the match, even if she could've gotten to her feet in time!

...It would not happen again.

Mako seemed hesitant about the whole idea, looking at Cicilia with a dubiousness that frustrated the Juggernaut. What was there to think about? It was a Yes or No question. Even if the shark didn't understand the matter of pride coming from the boxer, wouldn't she want to engage just for the fun of it...? Well, whatever the reason, it seemed that she finally got through to her, Mako finally accepting in her... expected flirty manner. The Juggernaut blushed at the shark's remark about her cuteness, Cicilia grumbling under her breath all the while! Something about how she wasn't adorable at all... something else about how she was going to kick her ass for that... grumble, grumble, grumble,

...But even still, she smiled a genuine grin as her opponent laid the rules out proper! Good. This was exactly what she had in mind!

"That's just fine. Anything goes... SHORT of anything sexual." Cicilia agreed, adding her OWN condition just in case Mako was getting any ideas! She gestured at the indoor Gym ring with her head, the boxer's lips curling into a firey, competitive smirk. "Lets go, shark."

Mako could barely stop herself from laughing as Cici grumbled. Clearly she didn't appreciate being called cute. Sadly this wouldn't stop her from continuing to say it. In fact, Mako would make sure to say it more in the future. The shark was happy to hear Cicilia wanted to forget all about their first encounter. That meant they were on the same page. The only thing that put a frown on Mako's face was the nothing sexual part.

"Way to ruin it" Mako grumbled herself. But shortly after she'd just chuckle and focus on the fun parts. "Ok Cici...lead the way." she said before following the woman into the ring. Once they were both inside, Mako would get herself all limbered up by bouncing on her feet and shaking her limbs a bit to loosen them up.

"Thanks for this, Jugs. You're pretty...you're really cool..." Mako would say with a heart warming smile. "Plus...I think you're like the first friend I'll have where sex is off the table!" she'd add with an even bigger smile. In all honesty, Mako never put sex off the table. For anyone. But she could tell Cici here was serious. So she'd respect that. After all, it might be nice to have a buddy who was just there for her. And she could be the same to Cicilia. It would be a change for Mako, that was sure. But...maybe it was a nice one...

"Ding ding!" the shark would shout before starting the match off with a swift high kick to test out Cici's guard. Immediately, Mako felt at peace without any damned boots on and being prohibited from kicking. It was clear to her that this match was going to be so much fun!

"Hmph. Yeah, sure. Whatever." Cicilia grumbled, blushing ever so softly as Mako thanked her for this fight. Despite her nonchalant brush-off, the German was just glad she accepted too. It would've been a heavy blow to her pride if she had to accept such a mediocre win on her part! That kick to the head would've never sat well with her... But more than that, the expressions of embarrassment had given the Juggernaut a little bit of insight into the character of Mako. Yeah, she was playfully sexual, annoying and frustrating to fight but the lack of satisfaction on her face after that blow connected, the way she tried to shove past Cicilia when she challenged her... It showed that she wasn't a bitch on top of all those negative things about her.

...Hell, she might even be a good person. Cicilia glanced sidelong in the Shark's direction as the two of them made their way towards the ring, the boxer unsure of this tag of "friendship." They had only just met that one match and it... really wasn't the best meeting for the two of them. If anything, the German was pretty sure she disliked her and that STUPID nickname she was given... She wanted this fight not for the sake of "friendship" or anything so squishy, but because she felt like the both of them had been wronged with the result of their fight.

THAT would not fly.

"...It was never on the table, It will never be on the table and we are not friends, Mako." Cicilia stated... perhaps even more harsh than she had intended! It... kinda shocked her how sharp her voice came out, actually. "I just want a real fight this time. Nobody to get in our way, alright?"

...Damn... Now I feel like a jerk...

As the two women got into the ring, Cicilia realized that she had forgotten so slip on her gloves... Normally, this was a habit when it came to fighting, especially here... but then again, what did it matter? She was probably going to need them off with the lack of rules here! Cicilia took her time preparing herself, stretching her arms over her chest, rolling her shoulders and neck, the works. Soft pops of readiness resounded from her joints, her muscles rippling ever so slightly with each motion. Once ready, she slowly raised her arms into her boxing stance, centering herself in a rock-solid position... before Mako lunged at her, making the first move!

The shark's foot SLAMMED into the German's forearms as they closed around her head and chest like a gate, a resounding *SLAP* echoing throughout the gym! Cicilia wasted no time retaliating, pushing past Mako's leg thugishly and throwing a rough punch aimed to STRIKE across Mako's cheek! T'was nothing but a standard straight, aimed to get the shark's attention and maybe test out her defense! Whether or not it connected, the boxer would follow up with a a small, quick series of jabs aimed at the shark's face, one hand peppering her... while the other was cocked back like the hammer of a gun, notched firmly by her side, gathering energy!

Mako's eyes had narrowed at Cici's harsh words. They would've crushed someone's heart with ease if said to an admirer. So it would make sense that Mako, a person who liked Cicilia, would've been hurt to hear them. And yet...those words didn't budge her at all. Like not even in the slightest, little bit. She was just THAT confident that they were already best buddies!

"Nah we're friends." Mako would say before the punches started to fly. The shark's kick was blocked, but it probably stung Cicilia's arm like hell. The juggernaut would send her own strike at Mako then, but Mako managed to duck under it with her fast reflexes. Next came some jabs, though, and she struggled with those. Most she blocked with her forearms, some smacked both of her cheeks and forehead.

Mako knew she couldn't let this go on, mostly because she saw Cici pulling back her other arm for a big punch. So the shark moved forward and took the bull by the horns...almost literally as she put her hands on the German's shoulders. Then with a jerk of her leg, Mako sent a knee strike into Cicilia's toned as fuck tummy! "Here's a gift, Jugs!" Mako shouted as she struck. She was hoping to double the woman over, but the shark wouldn't follow up. Instead, Mako would let Cici recover. This was just a taste of her best for the boxer. Since she'd experienced the shark while she was 'handicapped'...the tension badass would allow the juggernaut a little time to get accustomed to the REAL predator that was MAKO ADACHI. Afterwards, she was going to kick Cici's ass all over the place!

Mako seemed CONVINCED that she and Cicilia were now the BESTEST of pals, even despite how quickly the German had shut her down! She had expected that the Shark would've balked at her, feel shocked and appalled... It seemed that the shark knew how to confuse the Juggernaut in more than one way!

...She didn't have much time to dwell on that though as they were in the middle of a fight! While the Geramn's first punch connected with the shark's forearms, her jabs peppered and struck her target far more successfully! Indeed, some were deterred but a few more connected against her opponent's cheeks and forehead, little pokes that helped her determine the weakpoints of her target! ...Now she knew where to attack hardest, where to strike... The Juggernaut cocked back a fist, readying a punch to HURL at Mako's forehead... only to feel the shark's hands on her shoulders instead! Before she could even throw her punch, a POWERFUL knee SLAMMED into the boxer's stomach, PUSHING through those iron abs she had worked so hard on to train!

"G......Gggh!" She gagged, a hand INSTANTLY shooting down to cradle her poor wounded gut! Slowly, she folded over a bit, not at ALL expecting the kind of power Mako was packing with those kicks... Based on her performance in the boxing ring, she had thought that knock-out kick was just a fluke, that such power was merely the result of a fear-filled adrenaline rush!

...Oh, was Cicilia paying for that hubris...

But Mako didn't use this opportunity to land more blows... No, she simply stood back and waited, apparently enjoying her handiwork! ...Heh... Okay, she deserved this... After all, the shark was fighting in Cicilia's waters without a life-jacket in her handicap... Now she got to see what she could REALLY do and, she had to admit... she liked what was being shown...

"NNgh... Heh. You're damn good with those kicks, shark." Cicilia smirked, rearing up to her full height and raising her fists. "...But don't think that'll save you from defeat again."