Bar room Brawl Sasha versus Ash

Sasha let out an impressed whistle, the crew of the AFW had worked hard to rebuild a bar room. There were tables, a billiard table too, chairs,a bar and so on. Even the smoke of stale beer, sweat and smoke was there.
It was somewhat funny for Sasha was not even close to the age where she may enter a bar legaly.
The kid tugged her shorts into place and then started to warm up shadowboxing and prancing on her feet, trying to be prepared for any opponent, quite sure her opponent would be no kawaii, judging by the rules and setting.
Sasha looked toward the fake door she had used her self.

A bar room brawl! Perfect! Trudy "Ash" "Not Ashley!" Paxton was quite excited to hear about her next match. An environment that she would be perfect in... moreso if she were drunk and there were six or seven other rowdies in the room, but she would have to take what she could get.

She was up against the "Cossack Kid." A Russian... interesting. Don't remember fighting a Russkie before. Exciting on both counts. She needed something like this.

With a slam, the door to the bar swung open, driven by a fierce kick from Ash. In a sudden, fluid motion, Ash would leap into the room, spinning on her heel, and finishing her twist by pointing her finger at her opponent and facing her with a wild grin. Ash had not been this excited in a long time.

It did not last long.

Her face immediately fell and her jaw dropped a half inch... This can't be right... The Cossack Kid... An ACTUAL KID?! ... BABYSITTING AGAIN?! "Uh... erm..." Ash righted herself and placed her hands behind her back, clearing her throat, "I... think I have the wrong bar mockup. I'm looking for... Sasha, the Cossack ... K... Kid?" The last word slipped out quietly, almost as if she could hope it away by mentioning it only barely.

Sasha looked up as the door jumped open and a young woman walked in.
Sasha, who has been sitting on a table, jumped off and looked at Ash, waving a short salute as she said:"Yes,Ma'am, I am Sasha Brenshov Ma'am, your opponent". She resumed her warm up for a moment, throwing fake jabs to the air and keeping a watchfull eye on Ash. The young tomboy with the long scar and the thick russian accent then said:"Ready when you are Ma'am".

"Ma'am?!" Ash regarded Sasha with a look of shock and horror. "Uh... great!" She let out with an insincere smile. "Just... just great." Her face fell as did her voice. Why are they all little girls?! I thought I was gonna get a chance to beat up big butch girls twice my size! Not... BE the big twice size butch girl! Taking a deep breath, she decided a bit of small talk, "So... uh... this is a bar. I assume this is your first time seeing the inside of one?"

Sasha raised an eyebrow and looked at Ash, saying:"NO! Well..hmm .ahh I saw one or two bars from inside already..but never fought in one..sold,will be get it on now?".
The small blonde cracked her knuckles and smiled.
She stepped toward Ash.

Ash sighed, throwing up her arms in surrender. She could not believe she was doing this. To be fighting in a bar and getting paid for it should have been a blast. This little girl took all the fun out of it. "Fine, fine, good luck, and whatever." Holding her fists out, she called out, "Bump fists? We don't have gloves, but there's no ref or bell, so let's at least start the fight right."

If Sasha agreed, Ash would bump with her, then take a step back and assume a fighting stance, if Sasha did not make a move on her. There was a table right next to them, and Ash would bound it in one quick motion. With the next step, she would leap off it, back toward Sasha, aiming a flying punch toward her face. No sense starting off light.

Sasha was always ready to tap gloves with her opponent, she felt like Ash was going to be a great opponent. But on the other hand, she could not help, she felt like her opponent was underestimating her somewhat.
Maybe Sasha was young and the kid often was not the quickest thinker but she had a talent for reading body languages.
She made another step toward Ash and would then tap fists with her, a bit carefully though as she not knew if Ash was as much for "fair and square" as she was.
But Ash tried nothing cheap and Sasha felt almost some relief, she stepped back and said:"Here I come".
She lunged at Ash and jumped up, leaning forth, swinging her arms wide and trying to throw her self hard into Ash to spear her down into a table or chair.Bad thing was that there came Ash's fist around spinning, it ploughed over Sasha's cheek painfully before she hit against Ash dazzed and with a throbbing cheek.

Ash's jumping punch and Sasha's spear collided together at full force in a spectacular display, the rocker's strike hitting the Russian but doing little to deter her spear. Ash's eyes bugged out as she slammed into the Cossack Kid and was slammed against the edge of the table she had leaped from. "Agh!" Ash yelped as the wind was knocked out of her. She let out a choked gasp as she scrambled to find her footing. The pain was jarring, but this was not Ash's first rodeo. As soon as she had her feet braced properly, she would reach behind her, grabbing the first item she could find, Ash would come up with the heavy, brick-shaped napkin dispenser, which she would not hesitate to bring down on Sasha's head in a swift motion.

Sasha, just trying to press her self away from Ash, her hands pressed to the table, was hit by that dispenser with a hollow, lound bang. The kid gasped, dropping to her left knee, groaning, her head spinning a bit.
"Ouchh...that was hard!" Sasha hissed and rubbed her head, almost surprised that there was no blood.
Sasha was dazzed for the moment but not that dazzed that she would try to get to her feet.

Ash grinned viciously at the satisfying clank against Sasha's skull. Any trepidations against beating on a smaller foe were gone. "Haha!" Ash shouted in glee. She took a step forward toward Sasha, stumbling a bit as the pain from the slam earlier flared up. Slowed only a bit, Ash sought to pull Sasha back to her feet and, taking only an instant to chuckle, Ash would launch a powerful uppercut to Sasha's chin.