[FWC] Mechanic matchup! Ava Landry vs. Silver Peterson

Ava climbed back to her feet, turning and looking at Silver. Alright, now was her chance to start getting some damage in, assuming she actually could. Silver hadn't really shown any reactions to anything other than punching the canvas, and Ava wasn't sure if the pain from that was something she could accurately match. Well, she was going to try anyways. No point in coming all the way out here just to give up, right?

Ava moved forwards as fast as she could, which wasn't very, then leaped into the air and brought her leg out, looking to hit Silver in the stomach with a leg drop. Hopefully this would do some damage and give her a bit of an advantage, otherwise... well otherwise she suspected she'd be sitting on the ground nursing a sore leg while Silver got a chance to take her back down to the canvas.

As Silver got to her knees and shook her head to snap some senses into her, she would see Ava moving towards her fast, and aiming a leg drop towards her! Silver tried to jump but something stopped her. Silver quickly glanced to her knees and couldn't move them. It seemed that her legs "locked up" again, out of all the times for her legs to lock up again! Silver would quickly glance back at Ava and let out a quiet sigh, as she had no other choice but to take the leg drop head on.

Her opponent's legs would hit her stomach, causing Silver to roll backwards and land on her back, sprawled out. Silver's expression didn't change but she was sprawled out like a starfish, staring up at ceiling. Silver pushed herself up with her arms and glanced at her legs before she punched her kneecaps and massaged them really fast. After that, she would then start feeling her legs again and jump back to her feet, cracking her knuckles and neck, showing that she was ready to go again.

Ava felt a sense of relief as she felt her leg slam down into Silver. She could never tell what the other girl was thinking, or how she was feeling. The way her face stayed the same all the time was unnerving, kind of like how Millie made her feel, though she had seen Millie drunk and that made her a bit less concerning, but the point was that Silver had the best poker face she'd ever seen, and she had been worried that the other mechanic would have completely avoided her attack.

But even with that poker face, Ava could tell that her attack had done some kind of damage as her opponent sprawled out across the canvas. Ava climbed back to her feet, watching as Silver got back up to her feet as well. Her eyes darted down to the other Canadian's legs as she punched and massaged them, then returned to Silver's face, watching as she cracked her knuckles.

Ava stepped back, trying to keep some distance between the two of them, and took up a defensive position, staring over at Silver, watching her carefully for any kind of sign of attack.