A wrong turn into Lady Land

Marco walked through the corridor's of the female's dormitory, his face was a little weathered from his long journey to the arena. His loose fitting dark green tracksuit hung over his dark tanned body. He moved slowly through the dorm, under the false impression that he was in safe territory, not realising that he had taken a wrong turn somewhere and was now in the female dormitory.

"Uh, where the hell is the locker room?" he grunted, his voice weighted by his strong Brazilian accent. "This place is too damm big".

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Beth had been preparing herself for yet another match. She didn't have one scheduled, but then again she made her own schedule. She took on anyone, anywhere really. Slamming her right fist into her left hand, she'd start down the hallway. She wasn't sure where she'd go. To the male dorm? Or maybe the showers? Any place that the males had control of. But to her surprise, she spotted a male inside the girl's dorm. Well wasn't that lucky?

She'd walk up right in front of him, having to look up at him. He was well over two feet taller than her. He might be literally looking down on her right now, but in an instant she would try to change all that. She gave him no verbal warning. Her right fist would suddenly lash out, aiming a straight punch right into his gut. Even with how small she is, she packs quite a punch, and it was a blow that would most definately knock the wind out of him.

Marco saw the smaller girl walk up to him and his face turned into a half smile, trying to seem polite. He casually gestured a wave and began to say "Excuse me, do you know wh-" before the punch to his stomach knocked the wind from his lungs. He fell onto one knee, being taken completely by surprise. However without questioning why he was under attack or confirming where he was, he swung his right arm at the girl's calf. If he connected he would grab ahold and pull her leg forward, hoping to get her off balance and make her fall.

Should she fall he will quickly rise to his feet, and place one foot on her chest while he gets his breath back.

((Btw, now i know i have a match i shall make my replies much quicker for you ^^))

Beth's experience so far was that most men would try to get away first. But that wasn't to say she was unprepared for Marco grabbing her leg. She just couldn't keep him from yanking her off her feet. But as she did fall, she would lash out with her free leg, aiming to kick him across the face. Her kicks, though not as strong as her punches, were still nothing to be taken lightly. But if Marco could manage to block it, he'd have no problem pinner her to the floor with his foot.

But if he did manage that, Beth wouldn't want him to keep that position for long, reaching up with both hands to grab his leg and shove him off. Even if she was shorter, she didn't seem to think twice about trying to use brute force.

As Beth's leg swung to the side of his face he used his other arm to grab her ankle and it connected to his cheekbone. Then he would try to turn Beth over, and if successful he would shift into an ankle lock, but instead of sitting on her back he would use his foot to pressure her to the floor. However he would not put too much excessive pressure on her ankle, just enough to hold her while he speaks to her.

Beth would cry out as she was turned over, wincing a bit at the pressure on her ankle. She thrashed underneath his foot, trying to reach back at him. But she couldn't manage to grab him. At least the hold wasn't as painful as it could be. "Get...OFF!" If she ever got out of this, she swore she'd make his face her new punching bag.

As Marco tightened the hold on her ankle, his teeth clenched together firmly. He held the hold in place just long enough to say through his locked teeth. "If you can just... STOP.. for a minute, we can... work out the.. terms!" After this he would release the hold, and move his foot from her back stepping backwards quickly to gain some small distance with Beth.

Holding up one open hand towards Beth, he assumed a defensive standing position as he spoke. "Now.. can we work out whats happening here?"

When he let go of her, she was on her feet right away, holding her hands up as she turned to face him. "Whats happening? Simple. Your in the Girl's dorm, and I'm going to kick your ass!" Without waiting any longer, she'd rush Marco, pulling her right fist back as if she were going for a rather heavy punch. But instead, she tried to fake him out, ducking in close to uppercut him in the gut with her left fist.

Marco tilted his head slightly at her explanation. He was in the girl's dorm? He must've taken a wrong turn. Before he could say anything else Beth rushed him and went to swing for him with her right. Marco put his block up high but was not ready for her switch to hit him with her left which landed in his stomach again, near completely winding him.

Marco recovered quickly, and tried to throw his full weight at Beth, he lunged out with his arms, hoping to grab Beth in a tight bear hug. If he was successful he would then ask "If this is a match, then there should be proper terms.. no?" However if he'd fail in his attack, he'd fall forwards, stopping himself on the floor with his hands.

Beth had been about to follow up with a few more punches, wanting to really put the hurt on him for the hold he'd put her in earlier. Yeah, she was still upset about that. But when he dove at her, she found her arms trapped against her sides as he applied the bear hug. Grimacing, she started trying to power out of it. She was definately no weakling. Marco might even find it hard to keep the hold. "Whatever! As long as I get to kick your ass!"