Setsuna meets Chelsea Rivers

"You mean ... my fists hurt more than my glooves, yah i ussually fight an oppoenent with my fists but, that's a handicap for you!" Setsuna said, as she ducked she was about to get put into a DDT but, she threw a hurl of bodyshots at Chelsea's stomach hoping it would be enough to release her. Setsuna was quite suprised by the girl's skills but, she had a few tricks up her sleeves.

"No girly *hic* I MEAN gloves are more *hic* dangerous!" Chelsea would say as she was nailed in the gut, but that would only slow Chelsea down, as she would hit her DDT. "Nice moves *hic* pipsqueak, but *hic* not good en- *hic* enough!" Chelsea would say, getting up and would get back into her grappler's stance. "Bring it!"

"It's true that boxing gloves spread out the damage more evenly," Setsuna said, "But, that works as a disadvantage for boxers who don't pack alot of heat..."

Setsuna grunted, as she was slammed against the matt by her DDT, doing a kickflip she was back up on her feet. Even before, Chelsea got back in her stance, she threw a right cross to her cheek. She would follow it with a left hook and dart back away with her guard up.

Chelsea had felt those two great punches to her head. "You're going to have to try harder then that!" Chelsea would tease, getting back into her stance and would advance towards Setsuna, man did Chelsea like this girls spunk! Chelsea would then try to pull of a sudden dropkick to the boxing girl, if that did work she would throw a jab of her own.

Setsuna had her guard up and she was well prepared for a counter attack and a drop kick was fairly easy to avoid. She continued showing off her foot work and backed away from Chelsea,

"Clearly only a drunk would attempt to drop kick a boxer straight on..." Setsuna said.

"Damn straight!" Chelsea would say, slowly getting up and smiled ather opponent. "So, you're quick *hic* I'll give ya that... but can you beat me with just that?" Chelsae would say, trying to aggrovate the boxer. If she was distracted enough with anger, Chelsea would attempt a great spear, trying to knock the poor girl off of her feet.

Setsuna grinded her teeth, she was getting really angry. Unable to focus properly, she was speared and knoced off her feet. She seethed with hatred, her eyes glared at Chelsea with utter rage. she clenched her stomach in pain and used the rope to get back up. After exhaling slowly, shew punched herself in the face. She spat out some bloood and wiped her mouth.
"no...speed won't be enough to beat you.." She said eopening her eyes with a more relaxed and calm focus.

Setsuna was an expierenced boxer, she knew what Chelsea was attempting to do.

"But, speed isn't the only thing I got going for me..."

"Oh? Well that's a good thing!" Chelsea would say, advanceing foward and would try to trap Setsuna up against the ropes, smiling as she did so, this boxer was kind of funny when she was angry! If Setsuna did get trapped against the ropes, Chelsea would attempt to knee Setsuna in the stomach over and over again, until she got out.

Setsuna took the knee to her stomach, grunting out loud. She threw a right cross with a few jabs with the same arm, then threw a left hook and then an upper cut to push her away. Setsuna held back on her left hook to be slightly less powerful than her right arm. Her right arm was pretty darn strong too, but, her left arm was absolutely deadly and she wanted to fool her opponent to think she was a right handed boxer. If she could fool proffesional boxers in the same way, she didn't see how she couldn't fool a drunk wrestler. Setsuna grunted two knees while dishing out her combo. She had a feeling she could just as many hits as Chelsea could but, she could dish out alot more.

Chelsea wold feel the punches against her, but something didn't feel right...something about that left hook reminded her of her brother, he always held back the strength of his right punch, but she didn't know for certain that Setsuna was holding back her punch. Chelsea would try to grab a hold of Setsuna's shoulder straps, and would attempt to throw her across the ring useing her pure strength. "Those are some nasty punches girly....*hic* too bad that it takes a while to take me down, doesn't it?"