Tasha's Inspection

He snorted as she offered 'whenever they were ready'. He was always ready, 100% of the time ready for a fight. Since the other two combatants were apparently wimps and didn't have the guts to start a real fight, he took it upon himself to do so. He charged the woman, predictably, intending to take a lash from that whip before he wrapped his arms around her very delicate little waist and lift her from the ground. A signature move of his was this sort of running tackle where he actually uplifted his opponent before bringing them crashing back to the ground. It was the flugreise, and when it hit, it always proved to be painful to the shoulders and spine.

Tasha watched as he charged in towards her. She would leap up on the back edge of a couch as he charged at her, and balanced her way to the middle of the couch before cracking her whip out and trying to make it slash across his cheek while she continued to put distance away from him by balancing on the couch.

Ataru blinked a bit at Rudi's rhino-like charge. "uh.. such energy", he would observe, taking advantage of his assault to swiftly approach Tasha from a different angle.
Though, attacking while she was focused on the other guy looked to unfair to fit with his "face" style. So, if Tasha was too distracted to notice him, he would only take the chance to give her a light bump, slightly unbalancing her.
If that worked, he would step back quickly and say:"you have 2 opponents Tasha-san, don't forget it" , grinning a bit.

A couch would stop him? She thought a couch would stop him? How foolish! The charge took him to the couch, and though a lash of the whip caught his cheek and created a trail of blood, he only roared in response. Hands went under the couch and he would lift it to flip out from under the woman with a whip. Assuming she was as agile as she had shown, she'd probably have some flourish to get away again, but damned if Rudi just let her! He'd barrel down on her until he had her within his grasp, and if this whole room had to be trashed to see that goal, fine by him.

People wanted to see a hardcore match, well he'd give it to them right.

Tasha didn't believe for a second that a couch would stop him, but it WOULD give her the chance to escape from him. When she saw him putting his hands under the couch, she'd quickly backflip off of the couch to avoid getting toppled over. If Rudi wasn't careful, however, he could very well end up attacking Ataru with the couch unintentionally while he flipped it over. She then took a few steps away, chuckling a little and cracking the whip against the ground a couple of times while taking steps back from him. "Come on big boy.. toro."

Ataru's eyes widened in concern as Rudi's power move risked to crush the wrong person.
"Woahh.. watch out man!", he would say, avoiding the unwilling attack with a mirror-like backflip while Tasha did the same, landing on his feet into a crouching stance, slightly apart from where the "bullfight" was taking place.

"Tch," his gloved hand rose to streak away a bit of blood from his cheek where the lash had caught him. It stung, and he imagined that if he weren't about to crush a woman in leather he might have actually cared that blood was leaving his body. However, for now he didn't, "Do someding or stey oudda de vehh," he growled at Ataru, expecting the kid to try and show him up as he walked leisurely around the couch such that he could allow himself another proper avenue to fight the woman.

He had saw that Ataru had gotten close enough to put his hand on the woman's thigh, and did exactly that, rather than something... you know... useful. Seemed like it was a good thing Rudi was going to have to win this one by himself, unless Ataru proved better.

She grins as Rudi walks around the couch, and continues to crack the whip against the ground again and again, to make sure Rudi didn't get too close to her.

"I don't think that's really nice how this guy is treating you... Ataru, is it? I think you deserve a little better than that." She called over to him while backing away from Rudi.

"Yea not very nice of Mr.Bulk here... but he's not my opponent here. Not today in any case. So, we still have to fight Miss Tasha. Though, it would be probably better fun to be in your team", he admitted with a soft smile, as he would cross Tasha's movements, going for a sweep at her legs while she was focused on the big guy.

Nonetheless, from how he talked as if Rudi was not even there, it was clear that Ataru was not going to team up very willingly with the big guy from that moment on.

He stayed just beyond the bite of the whip for now, letting Ataru show what he could. The man didn't care if Ataru absolutely hated him, so long as the job of beating this woman got done. He didn't say a word when Tasha tried to take Ataru to the other team. Of course, he knew how to be a distraction by shear might. If Tasha focused a little too long on Ataru, then he'd smash his right fist into his left hand, letting the sound of his fury remind Tasha that he was there. The intent would be to keep Tasha's attentions divided by the swift fighter and the bull, but if she focused a little too much on Ataru... well...