Open challenge by some little Mauler

Sasha's theme played. The small figure,a boyish little girl, made her way to the ring shadowboxing and prencing on her feet as always.
She climbed into the ring with a mic, blushing as she realized all those eyes on her bare skin.
She hesitated, then she raised the mic to her mouth, a bit clums with her 10 oz gloves and said:"I am Sasha and I challange any woman or girl who dares to any boxing or mma match ahh to show ahhh that I am a strong warrior"
She hesitated again, blushing even deeper befor she asked :"So?"

A short blare of trumpets, as though from a genuine collesiem. A tall greek girl entered proudly, old-fashioned leather gloves strapped into place on her wrists. She wore similar style boots and loincloth, only the black tight panties below marking her as not being straight from the past.



The dark-haired fighter entered the ring, frowning and pointing a glove at her, bare fingers visible beneath but strapped down to not allow them much movement. "Thou, small one!" she declared, her voice formal and loud in its challenge. "I accept thy tiny wrath, for what ever it may be!" Her face stayed firm and confident, and if she was making any insult, her thoughts (and tone) didn't suggest so.

A short blare of trumpets, as though from a genuine collesiem. A tall greek girl entered proudly, old-fashioned leather gloves strapped into place on her wrists. She wore similar style boots and loincloth, only the black tight panties below marking her as not being straight from the past.



The dark-haired fighter entered the ring, frowning and pointing a glove at her, bare fingers visible beneath but strapped down to not allow them much movement. "Thou, small one!" she declared, her voice formal and loud in its challenge. "I accept thy tiny wrath, for what ever it may be!" Her face stayed firm and confident, and if she was making any insult, her thoughts (and tone) didn't suggest so.

Sasha, the russian kid, glanced at the adult with big eyes, suprised and a bit bewildered by the ancient and strange looks of her sudden challenger. She looked at the woman, still quite awe-struck and finaly Sasha said:"Name any rules and so and I will accept!".
The little loud mouth threw some blows to the air and prenced on her spot, smiling, happy about such a challenge.

(have actually forgotten her name, will put it in next time; wrong computer)

The amazonish warrior paced slowly at the ring, observing her tiny but cocky opponent. "If thou doth insist..." she went on in her outdated Japanese. "We shalt have countless rounds 'til one of us doth suffer knockout or proper ten count. Beyond that, I require no further rules. If thee wish not to suffer so fiercely, I wouldst request anything further now, as I shall consider this lawless without. Protect thy groin with rules rather than limbs, if thou should have it." She truly would consider it nhb if not told otherwise, trained in a style older than most traditional rules

Sasha tried to listen carefully to the words of her opponent and she managed to understand it...or so she thought. It did sound like reading Shakespeare at school..or so...
The little boxer finaly nodded and said:"Well then...am i dressed right?" Sasha tried to cover her chest with her gloves while speaking.
She was curious about her opponent, trying to judge the woman's skill, not by her words but physique and attitude.

Anya knocked her gloves together eagerly and smirked. "Aye, child, your attire suits you," she said, meant as flattery as she approached and offered a gloved hand for a sporting tap or rough shake. "May the gods smile on our pairing in the ring."

Sasha nodded, taking a short breath. She was impressed with the woman's physical strenght, despite being bewildered by her ancient words and manners. Sasha tapepd gloves and that made her sure that getting hit by those cestii would become nasty.
The kid faced the comming fight bravely never the less, raising her guard and waiting for the bell.

Dingding!

Anya's expression sported a focused frown as she moved in, guard up as well though a bit looser, clearly expecting to attempt an attack over a guard. She'd try using her reach to throw several testing jabs in after Sasha before pressing her attack with increasingly heavier advances of her gloves

Sasha felt that her opponent was a serious one, and the adult's speed and tactic where enough to set the kid off for a moment,a moment that almost made it a short match. Two blows did hit home, Sasha's head bounced back with a groan from the first one and the second one hit her hard over the left shoulder, making her tumble back with a redened cheeck.
The girl sucked in a quick breath and spun her self into a wide left toward the opponent, leaning into the blow to add the needed reach.