Tokyo is beautiful in the spring...

The weight of the world began falling down on her. Josey knew all barfights were dirty and the crushing weight of it began to form tight over her chest, like the old crushing stones of yore. She tried to get up, only to find that the metaphorical weight was instead a very real one in the form of Cecilia Northman. A hard punch slammed into the side of Josey's face and spittle flew from her mouth. Her two strong arms were borderline useless now as they were pinned to the hard wooden floor by Cecilia so her plan A was not operational.

So the Outlaw had to switch to plan B, which wasn't that bad as honestly Josey's creativity was pretty undervalued. The cowgirl was a little bit more flexible than many people gave her credit for, which was a shame because she could really move when she needed to.

And is it turned out, one of the times she really needed to move was now. She rolled her legs up and tried to hook her legs around Cecilia's head. From there it was just a matter of pulling her legs back down to the floor, hopefully smashing Cecilia's head along with them.

Raining blow after blow down upon the lovely face of the blond cowgirl without mercy, the Swede was not going to hold back for one second as she wanted to re-arrange that face of Josey. Wanting to make sure that the cowgirl would stay down and get her ass knocked out in this little brawl of theirs.

Though after a few punches had been thrown, Cecilia soon felt how the legs of Josey slipped in underneath her arms....caught by the surprise of the act Cecilia was soon pulled backwards and the back of her head slammed down against the hard floor. Gritting her teeth she'd roll back a bit from Josey and hug her head with her arms. Groaning out a bit as she'd start to slowly pull herself up to her knees.

Josey was a bit woozy. Tanking a few punches from a woman like Cecilia would that. The little impromptu fight they were having was going very much in Cecilia's favor and it was now Josey's turn to rectify that lest she wind up in the hospital. That was not a notion she was willing to entertain for long as she groggily made herself erect while sitting and then all the way up. She wobbled forward, propelled by hatred and contempt, and swung in a kick towards Cecilia's head.

She was moving like she was underwater too. If the kick landed, Josey knew for sure what she was going to do next. A hailstorm of stomps would come down on the Northern Queen unlike any she had seen before. Josey's fury was of course the main motivating factor for this downwards barrage but Josey knew she desperately needed to keep Cecilia on the ground for a while, to catch her breath if nothing else.

Cecilia groaned out as she would start to move up from her downed position, before finally attempting to get up towards her feet. Though as far as she got was up towards her knees before Josey's leg swung up and smacked her right in the skull. The impact just made Cecilia fall like a tower that was being demolished.

Forced down onto the mat with a painful groan as she'd soon start to feel the painful stomps of Josey coming down onto her body. Stomp after stomp which got Cecilia's body to rock against the mat, curling up and with her arms trying to shield of her head...heavy groans escaping from her with each painful stomp she took!

Josey was ready to breathe a sigh of relief. For a while, she was going to stay awake and not succumb to Cecilia's vicious assault. Hell, if she could connect with a few more blows like the ones she just hit the Northern Queen with she might be the one sending her opponent to the hospital and not the other way around. Cecilia's gut felt good under her boot and she was sure her throat would feel even better. She wasn't there yet but she knew a few more moves might put this bitch out, for good.

The Outlaw bent down to collect Cecilia and pick her up. She was sure that the hard wood floor would to a considerable amount of damage but it would have been cliche at this point and Josey wanted to keep Cecilia guessing. The cowgirl tried to Irish Whip the Northern Queen to the wall. Maybe the wall would be harder than the floor...

Cecilia groaned as she was pulled up towards her feet, after taking a good few painful stomps it was hard to mount any real struggle against the powerful Texan and it didn't seem as if Josey wasn't even going to give her a long time to do so either. As before long the fellow blond whipped Cecilia off with a hard irish-whip.


Someone with Josey's power could without a doubt make such a move painful, as Cecilia was forced to run off towards the wall, only being able to turn herself in the final moment as to not run face first into the wall. Back first wasn't that much better though...but it was at least a slight improvement. "Agh!" Cecilia gasped out as her back struck the hard wall and she started to slump down.

Josey ran forward. The bar was almost empty now. All of the patrons had wisely cleared out and Josey was not entirely sure she could blame them. There were glasses half full still on the bar and splinters on the table littering the floor. The barman was leaning against the bar with a bemused smile on his face. He had seen dust ups before, but never anything like this. These two women were professionals, and their capacity for violence showed.

The Outlaw traversed the length of the room in a hurry. Her footfalls thundered as she got closer and closer to the loathsome woman now slumping against the wall. Her less primal thoughts could not penetrate the turbid stew of her wooziness and her rage. Spittle flew from her lips as the Northern Queen drew nigh.

She removed herself from the floor with a mighty leap and extended her two feet towards Cecilia's head. The missile drop kick felt like more than vengeance. It was beginning to feel more and more like punishment.

Cecilia groaned out as she looked up towards the figure of the mighty cowgirl....running at her. This was not a very good position for the Swede as she didn't exactly look forward to taking any more punishment from her Texan foe. When Josey started to come closer and closer and then finally leaped up like that the Swede did the only thing she could do.

Attempt to throw herself towards the side, down onto the floor in a rather scrambling attempt to escape from the powerful drop kick that was coming from Josey, which would instead lead the cowgirl's legs driving right into the hard wall instead.

The Swede would shake her head and start to try and pull herself up towards her feet. " I don't think...you're made for those kinda moves Fat-ass."

Josey was going fast. There were girls that were heavier than her but she was pretty dang hefty. When she really got going, like she was now, she came with a ton of momentum. She launched into the air hoping to bring all that momentum to a focal point, and Cecilia's face seemed like a lovely target for that. While she was in the air she saw Cecilia shift and every single swear word she knew came out of her mouth.

The Outlaw slammed into the wall. Her legs were tortured with pain she had never felt before in her life. Because of her force she broke through the boards and was left slumping down on the floor. Her hips were hurting too; she imagined if she had hit Cecilia her legs would hurt a little bit less, but not hitting her was excruciating.

For the next few moments, she would be down.

Cecilia smirked a bit after she watched Josey's feet crash into the wall and practically break through the boards of the wall. The mighty Swede had dodged a bullet there....or well a train was probably a better metaphor considering the power and weight that Josey carried behind her. Feeling as if that would probably have hurt the fellow blond and that she would be out for a little bit the mighty Swede would try and move up to her feet.

Stepping up towards Josey head the Swede would attempt to stomp down hard on the side of the fellow blond's head. Attempting to stomp down hard and knock the fellow blond for a loop. Following which Cecilia's try and take a step or two back to try and grab a hold of the nearest chair before moving back towards Josey and attempting to raise the chair high up into the air before attempted to smack the wooden chair down hard on her rival's chest!