Setsuna meets Chelsea Rivers

The Gym at AFW had everything you really needed, a training facility with state of the art training facilities, a pool and a training ring right in the middle. But, Setsuna didn't need all that, all she nedded was a punching bag or someone she really hated. Setsuna worked the punching bag as hard as she could sending a few combos pounding into the bag. The gym echoed the deadly blows produced by her boxing gloves. Her foot work combined with her quick reflexes, expierence and deadly blows made her a force to be reckoned with. After working up a sweat, she wiped her face with a towel and leaned against the ringside turnbuckle, with the towel on her face.

"What I'd do for a nice cold beer..." Setsuna said with a sigh but, Yu-Shin, her master, didn't buy beer to stock up on their fridge saying it was bad for your liver. Some of the dojo like Ayame, Kanya and her protested and challenged Yu-Shin to a fight they all lost and had to do house chores for 3 months.

Chelsea Rivers, drunk as usual, came stumbling into the gym with a couple of six packs of beer, smiling as she saw how great this place this was! They had weights, a pool, punching bags, and women! Well, that was probably not a part of the gym, but she didn't care, she still saw a bunch of things to try out, but not now, swim could probably kill her, and the weights would hurt her if she dropped them, so to the bag! Chelsea walked up to the bags, and started to punch and kick at the bag, although, as anybody could tell, were sloppy as hell.

"Hiya there *hic* girly! My god you *hic* you *hic* you are so cute!" Chelsea would say with a blushing smile, sitting next to her and was getting all touchy feely with the girl, attempting to grope her breasts. "Hey, do you *hic* do you want a beer? Still Co-*hic* cold!"

Setsuna laughed at the clearly wasted girl who was certainly doing a sloppy job at punching and as she hobbled her way over in her drunk stupor as she offered her a drink while groping her breasts,
"Oh, thanks your quite cute as well, " Setsuna said groping her breasts in retaliation, "Now how about that cold drink you promised me?"
She said with a hint of seduction in her voice, "I'll give you a nice warm one..."
She leaned in and gave Chelsea a nice kiss and shot her burning tongue inside the girl's mouth, "Mmmm...."

"Mmmm..." Clesea moaned a little, kissing her back as she took a beer, and pressed it up against her neck, before letting go of the kiss. "Is this what you *hic* wanted?" Clesea would say, blushing, but it was unsure if it was because she was as drunk as hell, or if it was from the kiss. Chelsea would smile as she opened another beer and smiled at the girl. "You look *hic* pretty strong! Do you *hic* do you wanna spar?" Chelsea would ask, chuging her beer.

Setsuna took the beer from her hand, before she chugged it. And drained it in seconds, and exhaled loudly as she threw the empty can behind her. Her cheeks redened alittle after the refreshing drink,
"Sure... why not..." Setsuna said, " My name's Setsuna Shinu by the way, the also call me the knockout boxer...You sure you can fight like this?"

"Can I fight like this? Of cour-*hic* course!" Chelsea said, chugging the rest of her beer. "I've been fighting dr-*hic*drunk for years!" Chelsea would then stand up and stumble to the ring, getting in there and then fell over and landed on her ass. "Okay, consider this your handicap honey!" Chelsea would say with a grin, she was trying to upset the boxer before the match even started! "Standard match, right?

Setsuna said with a hint of anger, "Handicap? Oh, yeah your going to end up one! once i'm through with you!"
The boxer got into the ring, "Standard it is!"
She put up her guard and bounced back and fourth, "Ready?"

Chelsea smiled as she heard a hint of anger from Setsuna, her plan as working! Chelsea wasn't a total bitch, it's just that she liked to get into people's heads during the match, it usually doesn't work when she's drunk, but it must have worked this time! "Big words com-*hic* coming from a small fighter!" Chelsea would say, getting into a suprizingly strong stance. "READY!"

Setsuna patted her gloves together and decided to go with an outfighter tactic. She would wander in and out of Chelsea's range and throw long ranged hits with her fists. She did a few feints one to the left and then to the right, she would dash in with an uppercut and slowly back away at the same time witha few jabs to deter Chelsea from coming closer.
"I'll show you little!" Setsuna said throwing a few feints to keep her opponent on edge.

Chelsea had beem taught boxing from her father, so she knew what to expect a little. She definately knew that this girl knew what she was doing, throwing feints, coming in with that uppercut, which Chelsea backed up from, and would keep Chelsea away from her with some jabs, she was very good! Chelsea however, would start advanceing, blocking like a boxer would, and would throw a right of her own, with the little chance that Setsuna would duck, but if so, Chelsea would go for a DDT. "You know boxing *hic* gloves are more dangerous than *hic* your bare hands? There is more *hic* spread in your punches!"