A martial artist vs a firece grappler (For Iffy)

"Holy shit!", she yelled, laughing as she hit the mat."Damn that was cool!", she said,smiling, but still trying to kick the girl away with the foot she was still holding.

Arika remained the hold on her leg and refused to let go despite all the violent kicking. While still holding on, Arika will hook one of Courtney's legs under her armpit, get hold of the knee and pull it backward, leaning backwards onto the big woman's back, completing the dangerous Single Leg Boston.

This whole fight hadn't gone by unnoticed by any onlookers, either. The mixed breed of jerk were still standing idly by, now gathering into a crowd, watching the whole fight as witnesses.

"Shit, the girl got a fat ass, though....word..." Commented the same, du-rag wearing fighter as he folded his arms.

Courtney cried out in pain as her leg was bent back in one of her own favorite holds, her back getting some serious pressure. Not wanting to stay in the hold for long, Courtney tried to use her other leg to kick Arika in the face, hoping to get her off. If she didn't, she keep kicking. Courtney hadn't noticed the fighter's comment, too focused on the fight with Arika.

"Aaaah! Doo-doo cakes!!!"

The once shy and tender girl screamed suddenly. It seemed as if Courtney's first kick had made its mark--sqaurely between the eyes. Ouch! Arika violently shook her head to get the pain off of her, yet that did nothing to help her blurred, double vision. Still, Arika held on.

"Dayum, bitch got KICKED, son!"

Another fighter who stood at ringside loudly observed. Everyone else who stood behind him agreed in thier own, loud and obnoxious way. Even the du-ragged fighter(of all people) decided to open up his mouth again:

"Yeah, gurl, beat dat ass!....wit yo fyne ass...."

Arika couldn't believe what she was hearing! These.......these.....MEN are cat-calling Courtney! As if she's some hot piece of steak with A.1. sauce or something! How distusting! Besides....Arika doesn't even like steak! Eeeew!

When the next kick came, Arika attempted to make way and grab her second leg and make a transition in a full Boston Crab--dead in the center of the ring!

"Dammit!", Courtney yelled as both of her legs where yanked back, her back popping from the pressure. Courtney slammed her fist against the mat and grinded her teeth. She knew she couldn't stay in the hold for long, so she had to try. Courtney thought her legs where pretty strong enough to try this, so she began to pull her legs away from Arika, trying to force her to let go, but as she did, she heard the cat-calls, making her smirk."They need to get some serious lives, huh Arika?", she growled, since she was still in serious pain.

"Y-yeah...bunch of....f-f-freaks!"

Arika responded. Though, a good portion of her mind and body were struggling to foil Counrtey's attempt for freedom.
However, Courtney's legs were indeed strong--strong and thick like a pair of logs strolling across a steam in Canada( " title="Laughing" /> Me so corny).
Arika will try to hold up for just a few more seconds, but after that, the poor, poor girl found herself gripping onto nothing but air; Courtney's legs had suddenly became free!

"Damn! Bitch got free!? Shiiiiit!" Shouted the Du-rag guy. Everyone else agreed.

"That otha lil gurl who fightin' her though...damn...I wanna sink mah TEETH into dat ass! Soft as fuuuuck, shiiiiit!"

That comment made Arika blush a deep, cherry red. A sudden wave of unexplainable emotions overcame the little girl. All these feelings....they were so foriegn to her, yet they managed to rile her up in such ways that she did the only thing that seemed logical at this point:

Whine like a lil' baby.

"Hey, cut it out!" Arika screamed at the men while bringing both of her hands to cover up her behind, embarrassment ridden all over her cute face.

"Shut the fuck up!", Courtney hissed as she was let go, swiftly sliding to the edge of the ring and growling at the men in the crowd like a lion or tiger."Listen here, bastards", she growled, her eyes firece."You will watch your mouth when you talk about that girl over there", she hissed, pointing over at Arika."She is my friend, and you will not disrespect her like that", she said, getting up and rubbing her back with one hand."And if you dont stop your gross comments to Arika, I will personally beat the shit out of every one of you", she growled, then pointed at the du-rag fighter,"especially you", she hissed, baring her teeth.

Everyone who stood at ringside had backed up as if Courntey was a crazed pitbull with rabies. Damn, and who thought that Courtney never had any bark for her bite? Arika remained in the ring, petrified.

"F-f-friend?.....Did she c-c-call m-me....a...a...?"

Arika's legs refused to move. She only stood there in the center of ring with a bright glimmer in her eyes.

"C-courtney....."

Meanwhile, the knuckleheads who stood at ringside had already backed away like a bunch of bitches. Even the guy with the du-rag never said shit anymore. Maybe that was what those dudes needed; a big verbal slap in the face. However, what might've been an insult to the boys, was something completely different to the little girl.
To Arika, Courtney was a hard girl to read. Despite that, she couldn't help but feel something special for the bigger woman.

"I swear a big bunch of bitches! Like hell if imma stand back and listen to that shit!", she growled, turning back around to Arika, who had a shocked expression on her face."We got a match to finish now.....", she said, getting back down into her stance."Oh, an' what happened there, dont mention it", she said nonchalantly.

"Uh...uh...o-okay...."

After a few moments, once the high senses of awe and wonder had thawed, she was back to herself again. For the short moment it had lasted, Courtney had become a super-heroine before the small girl's eyes. There wasn't a breath of oxygen Arika could find to say a word. With just a slight nod, Arika assumed a loose stance.

"R-ready.....[size=85:2anix6du]friend"