Toshiko Vs Armando - Cage Match

Toshiko was somewhat annoyed when Army's guard was able to take the blow a d not end up sending him flying into the mat. Things were about to get worse for the female as his gloved fist ended up ramming into her left ribcage, causing her to yelp in pain and take another step back in back, she could of sworn she heard one of her ribs crack from the punch.

"You are just lucky i didn't make this a boxing match!" She would jump forwards and read her fist back, this time going for a straight jab into his face, somewhat wishing she had thought to out on gloves herself.

"Think you could take me without kicks? Keep dreaming!"

The jab cut into his guard and smacked him square in the nose, jerking his head back - quick and nasty. If she wasn't working on giving him a black eye, he would have found her pretty hot, had to admit.

Bring it back, Army. Control that pace.

He stepped and started to circle around her, throwing a couple probing jabs. "Want to talk about luck? Lucky I didn't see you coming at the start. Now? Now I'm gonna drill you in the canvas, plant a bitch tree in the middle of this ring."

"Just don't start crying when you are carried off to hospital with half your blood on the floor.... And please if i couldn't outbox you my friend Kia most certainly would" She hated to admit it but her last statement was most likely true, while Toshiko was stronger Kia was a better puncher and better at taking a battering.

She would weave around Army's probing jabs, looking for her own time to attack, eager to make sure that Army was not the one to get the best strike she would lash out, going forward and throwing her knee up to try and get him in the ribcage, if it worked she would grab his shoulders and use them as supports to bring her knee up into his abs.

"Well Kia ain't fucking here, is she?" Moving through his punches like water in the waves. That was a new thing; most of his opponents weren't so light on their feet, none of them could dance like this. Was gonna be hard to deal with.


But he would deal with it.

She moved in and hammered him with those knees, but if she thought this was a safe zone, he'd show her wrong. Army would move into and try to catch her in clinch, then spin around and hurl her into the cage, put her back against it - less room to move.

As Army grabbed onto her he was about to be in for a surprise. Once she had been swung around she would dig her feet into the mat, spreading her legs apart to give her support as she pushed back and tried to overpower Army and push him back into the centre of the cage.

If it worked then Toshiko would use the time wisely to run forward, jumping into the air and rolling around, landing on her hands, only to use them as a springboard to go into the air again towards Army, when she was close she would land on his shoulders, wrapping her legs around his waist for support, using her fists to rain punch after punch at the sides and back of his head.

Had her against the fence, now he had to keep her there. He reeled back, readied a haymaker, threw it out and - she was gone, pushing into and bringing him back before he had the chance to get a solid foundation.

"Yeah, just keep delaying it, pushing the beating back." He swung out, but she was already moving behind him. "Sooner or later-"

Before he could finish the taunt, Nada's half covered legs were around his waist from behind, and her fists were mashing his skull to pulp, each blow hurting more than the last. "Mother." Punch. "Fucking." Punch. "Bitch!"

She wanted to stay on his back? Fine. Army jumped back, trying to land with her underneath him, 220 pounds of solid Puerto Rican dropping down right on her.

Toshiko was glad that she had managed to surprise the male and start to rain down blows on his skull. She wouldn't feel the same however when she was smashed into the mat with him ontop, letting out a yelp as the thud echoed in the cage. Her back was throbing in pain.

despite this she would let go of her hold, even if she was on the floor she still had the advantage to being able to half sit up and carry on raining blows onto his head, but this time finally able to aim for his face rather than the back of the skull.

He had her down, finally, but that would only really be an advantage if he could turn around to face her and get a mounted position - that was going to be a challenge, especially with her legs clamped tight around his waist and punching battering his skull from behind. Needed to shake things up a bit. And her.

Taking a few more shots to the head in the process, Army started to lift up, like he was trying to rise - instead, he'll jerk back when he gets about halfway, slamming her back down into the mat and trying to hit her face with the back of his skull. "Having fun yet?"

As Army's head would smash into her face she would yelp and let go of the hold, but would use her speed advantage to roll away before Army could try anything funny. She would hold her face as she got up to her feet again, the swelling on her right cheek becoming more prominent as time went on, along with what appeared to be bruisng of the rib.

"I am fine, its you i am worried about, all those hits to the head" Toshiko would raise her fists in a boxing stance that she used to use when street fighting, allowing her to guard both her face and torso easily.

Army rolled to his feet and stood a few away from her, admittedly getting up a bit slower than she did. Again, speed advantage. Annoying.

"I've had worse." But not much worse. His head was throbbing - couldn't be sure, but he swore he heard something crack upstairs. Might have to get an X-ray, later. "But you just keep talking, Nada. Adding sugar to the mix, that's all you're doing."

Now, it was fair to say that Nada was a legit threat, for all the crap he'd been talking. He'd have to treat her like one, and that meant it was time to take the gloves off - both figuratively and literally.

Army raises his hands and start to undo the laces on his gloves with his teeth, keeping one eye trained on her to see if she'll try anything while he's taking them off.