Backstage Brawl (for FairyGirl)

A week has past since the infamous POW match between Ryo and Kirika. Iriya is not a happy camper at this point due to having to be at the arena by herself since ryo is still at home recovering from the stitches in her head and concussion suffered from the chair shot to the face. Iriya came looking for revenge tonight on someone and with God as her witness one of those two bitches are going to get knocked out by the time she done with them.

I know their lockers are back here somewhere now which one is it? She growls a bit thinking of what she going to do to one of those bitches for hurting her lover like that. Thinking to herself maybe i should knock them out the same way they did ryo or maybe i make them submit. Especially that bitch shirabe for beating me in a match and then striking ryo in the head with the chair. Picks up a metal folding chair and carries it along going room to room looking to see which one is theres.

Of course the two girls were doing alright. It had taken a very eventful evening and a few days of Kirika making it up to Shirabe to get her mood back in good form. And after a week they were in pretty good spirits. Not the absolute best since they couldn't help but figure that Ryo was going to be a problem again in the future. She didn't seem like the type to let things be. Neither of them had honestly given Iriya a passing thought. The girl's greatest problem for them to this point was that beating her lead to the issue with Ryo in the first place.

"Well let's not worry about it. Things happened and now we can move forward." Kirika trying to keep things light as they made their way to their lockers. "Pretty sure you are just trying to dodge what you ended up doing, but fine." Shirabe sighed as Kirika almost tripped at the mention of that. "I swear there was dirty trickery involved!" The girl groaning as Shirabe wasn't going to forget about that any time soon.

"Anyways, I'll just quickly grab a drink for you." The blonde making her way to the vending machine. Figuring that bribery was never a bad option to reach forgiveness. Shirabe giving her a small wave as she made her way to the locker. "That girl..." She sighed, but still smiling at the same time. It wouldn't hurt to let Kirika suck up for a bit. Even though she'd honestly let it go fairly quickly. The situation was what it was and at the core of it there was no doubt how deep emotions ran. At least the girl could get out of her training outfit and they could look ahead to just relaxing for the remainder of the day.

Iriya waits for the prefect chance to strike, watching the two girls move the lockers listening in to their conversation. Watching Kirika leave to go somewhere, thinking now is the time to strike.. And for her beaitng me in that match humiliating me like that in front of ryo... Shakes her head quickly before walking behind the girl.

Take this bitch.. A loud voice is hear and the dull thud of metal hitting flesh. Iriya swings the chair as hard as she can cracking Shirabe in the back. Sending the girl forward into the locker room doors. This is Paybitch for what you did to Ryo-sama you sneaky bitch. Holding the chair over her head and swings it at Shirabe knee this time holding to make sure the girl can't escape this beating

Just some food, drink, and a nice time ahead. That was the big focus for these two as they split up momentarily. It would be nice to not worry about serious issues for a bit. Shirabe herself was just set to open up her locker before hearing a loud voice in behind. “What the-GAH!” The girl crying out as her back was throbbing intensely from the feeling of the chair smacking into the center of it. Falling hard into the locker doors with a crash and groan. Another loud squeal leaving her lips as the chair crashed down again onto her knee. “Fuck! My knee!” The girl writhing and clutching her knee as she tried to move away. “Kiri-chan!” Falling into old habits of calling for her help in a pinch.

Already on the way from the first scream. Kirika was dropping her drinks and racing over not sure what was going non. There was no time to waste as she saw the bad situation and just went into a mindless tackle. “Back off you bitch!” Just planning on tackling right into her and caring little about how awkward the collision might be. The only downside was that it did take a couple minutes to get that far which did leave Shirabe alone until that moment.

Iriya smirks holding the chair before swinging it again at shirabe other knee hearing another dull thud as the metal hits her again. Begins to gloat on the fact that her sneak attacked worked.

Before she can even say anything. Gets slammed into the locker room wall, letting out a loud grunt as the chair Flys away from her grip. Hurting herself and the one who tackled into her at the same time.

It you... all you had to do was take your punishment and it would have been fine.. now I have to hurt you to. angry at the fact she doesn't have a chair but reaches for kirika hair yanking and pulling on it.

The small girl crying out as she felt yet another intense smash against her knee. “Aghhhh! Kiri!” The girl gasping and crying out as the intense pain shot through her two knees. Squirming and crawling awkwardly away.

Thankfully she didn’t have to get very far as another strike didn’t happen. Collapsing and gasping in pain as her foolish knight just tackled Iriya into another locker. Unable to move very far or get involved in that state.

Kirika not even registering the pull on her hair instead looking the other way. “Just wait Shirabe. I’ll get you some help soon.” At least rechecking on her before turning back to Iriya. “I don’t even care about that woman right now. But you’ll....gnnn pay first for touching Shirabe!” Pain or no pain, Kirika tried to drive an elbow into Iriya’s jaw! The girl just pissed and seeing red after her check on Shirabe showed how hurt she was right now. Not quite sure when she’d stop fighting but ending it soon to check on Shirabe was a priority.

Yanks on kirika hair again yanking her forward so that her punch hits a locker door. Gripping the girl hair tightly before yanking kirika to the ground by her hair.

"no you both are gonna pay for what you did mark my words" kicking kirika in the stomach once. Before turning her back going for the chair again. Picking it up and turns raising it above her hear to hit kirika in the head with it.

Kirika growls as her elbow misses the mark. Which thankfully to it being a short elbow didn’t do more than lightly brush the locker behind Iriya. A miss, but not a significant one. Groaning the girl was yanked down and had to continue letting frustration bubble up.

Thankfully Iriya’s combat choreography wasn’t rock solid so there were holes to exploit. Even though taking that kick hurt and winded her a bit. Kirika was too angry to let it slow her down by more than a moment. As Iriya was turning with the chair Kirika looked to spear her by driving her head into Iriya’s gut and sending her falling once more.

Not going to be satisfied until she’d sent her flying and prepared to start unleashing a flurry of punches. “I don’t owe you anything but some more shots to the face!” Kirika utterly ready to lose it on this girl. Almost tuning out her perspective and only considering how to take Iriya down.

Shirabe still in a bad spot and would need some time to recover. Getting up would be tough with those knees.

Places her arms up to block the punches to the face, feeling the blows landing on her arms making her rock from side to side. Trys to buck up and toss kirika off of her but groans a bit due to the headbutt to the gun.

Keeps trying to throw her off but is two busy feeling her arms being hit with punches, some starting to leave bruises. Figures she have to do something or risk the chance of losing this fight.

"get off you bitch she growls. Throwing a slap at kirika face, hoping it would make her get up or back up. But hoping that it stuns her enough for her to get up and take control of the fight again.

While it was a reckless move. Kirika couldn't help herself in unloading it on Iriya. Of course it wasn't fully satisfying landing blows on her arms, but it was something. "This doesn't end before you are begging for forgiveness." Kirika still absolutely livid and not having any time to really cool off.

Of course having Iriya trying to direct her away wasn't making things easier. But Kirika wasn't ready to back off either. So long as she was still landing hits the soreness in her fists wasn't going to matter as much.

A groan leaving her lips as she did take the slap across the face. Stumbling back a bit. Stunned a bit. But not ready to back off fully. Even in that state Kirika did still stagger back towards Iriya. Trying to throw a wild knee towards her gut. So long as she could land blows she'd just keep following through and doing everything she could.