Rika Smart vs Kelli DiVanetti

"Guh!" Rika grunted, Kelli's head slamming into her nose. There was an audible crunch afterwards; that last blow had broken her nose. Blood now poured from her nostrils. Rika had suffered broken noses before, so she was last stunned than she could have been. Growling, she would send a retaliatory headbutt into Kelli's face. If that stunned her, Rika would shove Kelli off her.

It seemed like Kelli's head butt hit home pretty good as it drew blood.. But Rika was still able to nod her head up to connect their forehead with a thud, making Kelli grunt out and slip off of Rika's prone form. She could feel an area of her forehead bruising over now with the multiple headbutts they had been given each other... But still the Italian had dished out quite a few hard blows to the other girl with the crotch hit, slam on the stairs and the head butt, so Kelli felt she must be wearing the other girl down as well seems her own body was starting to feel like it had just been dragged out of a car wreck.

Kelli had one gloved hand placed on her head and reached out with the other to grip Rika's hair tightly... She'll try to yank Rika up visciously off of the stairs and up to her feet

Rika wanted nothing more than to just lay down and take a nap, tired and battered as she was. But the brawler needed to keep going, she needed to win this fight. Who would she be if she couldn't even win a hardcore match?

Gritting her teeth as her hair was grabbed Rika was roughly pulled onto her feet. She could barely stand after that last exchange. But she wasn't about to quit. Not by a long shot. Growling, Rika would rake her finger nails across Kelli's eyes, hoping to blind the girl for a short period of time.

"ah!" Kelli cried out at the eye rake, her gloved hands going up to her face and covering her watering eyes as she let go of Rika's hair and stumbled a few steps away from her.. Turning her side to Rika

As soon as Rika was up again she would take advantage of Kelli's temporary blindness, and wobbled over to where the metal chair was left laying on the ground. She picked it up, and wielded it to use as a weapon. She would then head back to Kelli with chair in hand. "Hey, bitch!" Rika would shout, and if Kelli turned to her Rika would swing the chair straight into Kelli's face!

Kelli still had her hands over her face, but as Rika called she turned and moved her hands a bit only to recieve the steel chair on her forehead with a mighty clang as it impacted with her skull... She dropped to the cold floor like a sack of potatoes, her arms flooping out streached as her breasts heaved up and down with each husky breath through her white t-shirt soaked with sweat. Her eyes were closed and a large bruise was forming on her forehead from the headbutts and now the chair shot.

When the chair impacted against Kelli's skull the crowd let out a unanimous 'oooohhh!'. It was a quite the hit, and it certainly payed her back for the earlier hit to Rika's own head. But this was only the beginning of the brawler's cruelty.

Smirking and still with the weapon in ahnd, Rika would suddenly jump in the air, putting the chair under her butt. She would slam her butt down on Kelli again, only this time with the chair between them, the biker would be crushed with hard steel and Rika's weight.

"Ugh!" Kelli coughed out as Rika came down with the chair below her ass, right on top of Kelli's bust with another loud clatter and groan from the audience. She sat up hard enough that it was would knock Rika immediately off of her perch and to the side. Kelli moved one arm momentarily across her chest, gasping in a deep mouthful of air before slumping right back down again... lips open in an O shape and breathing even more ruggedly then before, sweat on the white t-shirt making it just a little see through so that her bare breasts below is a little visible

Rika was knocked off Kelli with a yelp, rolling off her with the steel chair. She got back up, the adrenaline of beating her opponant down starting to numb the sores on her body. It was starting to look good for her, her years of experience in brutal fighting coming through.

She would once again lift Kelli back onto her feet, and guided her over to the ring. Once there, Rika would immediately slam her forehead into the ring apron, hoping to stun her some more. With that done she'd then roll Kelli back into the ring.

Kelli groaned as she was dragged unwillingly back up to her feet, her body pressing and rubbing sweatily up against Rika's as she fell against her opponent and then was pulled back over towards the ring. Her head was thrown down onto the ring apron, Kelli's arms landing down on the edge to at least cushion the below a bit but still ending up grunting out as her forehead hit and she slumped down to one knee. Rika forced her all the way back up and rolled her into the ring, Kelli rolling over a couple of times away from the ropes as she reached an arm up, trying to find something to grab onto as she tried to groggily get to her feet..