Jameson's always a good decision...? [Mnpinner]

It was clear that the spit attack of Abbie had pissed the Irish beauty off a bit, she of course like anyone didn't wanna be disrespected in that manner, and already had this British girl insulted most everything that Catelyn took pretty seriously, a foul tempered fight between the two was surely to be the high point of the evening for the people in the bar. Even if the smaller Abbie had been able to spit in Cat's face, it was perhaps Cat who was humiliating the Brit the most now.

Catelyn kept her hand firm on Abbie's breast as she clawed and squeezed it, her rear kept pressing down and blocking off the airways for the beautiful fellow redhead. " wanna give up ? it might be less humiliating for you if you just give up right now, Little Birt." Catelyn let out, a smirk on her face as she'd try and rub her rear down a bit on Abbie's face.

It was clear at this point that Abbie was at the mercy of the Irish lass as Catelyn pressed her ass firmly over the Brit's face. She cried out with a half-scream, half-moan when Catelyn continued to claw at her breast. This was beyond humiliating. Her face was likely more red than her hair from both embarrassment and a lack of air. That was something she couldn't forget as she felt her breaths become less and less flowing.

Her feet had all but stopped kicking by the time Catelyn had suggested that she just give up. Under any other circumstance, Abbie may have listened and may have swallowed her pride, but like hell was she going to admit defeat and drink that nasty rust water. Desperate, the redheaded Brit decided to pull out one last card as she opened her mouth to bare her teeth and sunk the pearly whites into the denim as she tried to wiggle one of her arms free to grab upwards at the Irish lass's long red hair.

IT seemed as if Abbie was almot out of it and that this little fight was already over, not that it had been much of a fight but what was Catelyn to except from a Gin drinker, as the redhead ketp her rear pressed down on the slightly smaller redhead's face. She would looked down upon the girl's body a but soon enough the Irish lass was forced to yelp out in pain as teeth clasped down against her rear! " Yeaooow!" Catelyn yelped out as she soon enough felt Abbie's hand grip her long pony tail.

It wasn't long before the Irish girl was pulled off of Abbie's face by that hold on her hair and forced away from Abbie, Cat's hands quickly went down towards her rear and Abbie's wrist to try and pull that hand away from her hair, while she'd try to mend her bitten rear.

A rush of fresh air entered the redheaded Brit's lungs as her last-ditch effort freed her from the Irish lass's deadly smother. After breathing a few deep breaths, she made a half smirk and pseudo-spit to try and taunt Catelyn. "You taste like ass, you Irish tart," she taunted as her hand was pried from that fiery red hair. Abbie was winded to say the least; so an immediate retaliation wasn't the first thing on her mind.

The shorter redhead stared down her opponent, now rubbing her rear, before throwing a vicious and taunting slap across her fair-skinned face. "Why can't you fight civilized instead of using your fat ass as a weapon?" she would ask, albeit a hypocritical statement. Abbie would gladly use anything and everything to win a fight...especially this one. She knew she needed to get on the offensive soon because she was the one fighting hurt, not Catelyn.

Catelyn was already busy mending her now hurting backside, as she would rub the afflicted area that had suffered from having the Brits teeth dig into her shapely rear. Cat would keep her eyes fixed upon Abbie though as she heard the fellow redhead let out what she did. " Well, you did take a bit out of my ass! dumbshit.."  Catelyn would soon get to feel a hard slap across her cheek, which shot the Irish girl's head to the side.

Catelyn would grit her teeth as she'd turn back to Abbie, she'd take her hand and attempt to shoot it out towards Abbie's face, attempting to retaliate with a hard slap across the girl's face. " Says the one who just bit me!"

Abbie was well aware that her words were merely that: words. Her true nature was that of a wild card, ready to fight whatever way she needed to in order to survive. It had worked after all. She escaped the embarrassing face-sit Catelyn had locked in on her moments ago. Delivering the slap felt good though.

However, receiving a retaliating slap did not. She couldn't say it was unexpected, but it did immediately make her lunge at the fellow redhead with her hands directed at the Irish lass's throat. "Th-that's...different. I didn't have any other choice!" She responded as one hand let go of the throat to reel back for another slap to the face while the second hand reverted to more of a role of holding her opponent down than choking her. The viciousness of her attack was betrayed by the hesitance in her words. It was clear that she was still fighting from a point of desperation, especially given her attempted attack to Catelyn's throat.

Abbie soon came at the taller and bustier redhead with a hand latching onto her neck and forcing Catelyn back a step or two, the Irish lass snarled in anger as she soon took a hard slap to her face which stung her cheek, the slightly bigger Catelyn would snarl out yet again and bring her left hand up to attempt and take a handful of Abbie's red hair and give it a hard yank.

All the while she would take her right hand and attempt to send a hard slap of her own, a harder one with her more muscular arm right to Abbie's cheek. Before she would attempt to follow it up with another much harder slap! " Says you! Hypocrite!"