Lowering the Bar

D.B. never was one for peaceful negotiations. In her defense, Cecilia would have had to have been pretty gullible to believe that D.B. was just about to nonchalantly let all of their spiteful trash-talking and nearly a year's worth of contempt for Cecilia to all be forgiven like that. Fighting outside the confines of a wrestling ring meant that all semblances of chivalry and honor were effectively thrown out the window, as evidenced by D.B.'s seemingly earnest attempt at easing the looming tension in the room amounting to nothing more than a diversion.

One that was purely meant to lower Cecilia's already heightened guard and offer the macabre bunny girl an opening in her defenses to give this delightful reunion between old chums it's proper kickoff. D.B. rocketing her knee into Cecilia's solar plexus with mounting ferocity, the firm grasping on the back of her blonde-head ensuring that the Swede could only stand there and take gut-busting knee strikes. One strike after another with Ceci's gasping face chortling for air while buried deep in D.B.'s sumptuous breasts, the malicious grin on the bunny girl's face getting promptly erased when she felt the pawing hands grip onto her thighs and backside.

"Hrgh!!" D.B. eliciting a startled yell upon being plastered onto the hardened wood floor, sending a wave of searing agony through her spine that easily caused her to relinquish the grips on Cecilia's blonde locks. But D.B. had endurance to spare, and a vendetta to use it towards. D.B.'s toned legs wrapping around Ceci's slim waist and before attempting to bring the obnoxious blonde's head back down for a snug front headlock.

Cecilia had managed to lift the purple haired Death Bunny off of her feet and slam her down onto the mat with a takedown tackle, putting D.B. on her back down onto the hardwood floor of the establishment. It was enough to earn her a yell of pain and released the Swede's blond locks from D.B's grip.

The Swede grit her teeth as those feet of her rival snapped shut around her waist and then felt those hand start to grab a hold of her head. Cecilia wasn't able to stop those legs from squeezing her waist, but she was for damn sure able to grab a hold of those wrists of Death Bunny and attempt to pin the arms down of the would have been Number One contender.

The champion would wince out, glaring down at Death Bunny as her generous rack pressed down on the bunny eared fighter's. Cecilia struggled to try and get her head to lean backwards and then tried to rocket it downwards with as much force as she could muster in this position, to attempt and headbutt Death Bunny!

As expected of someone with as infuriatingly stubborn a temperament as D.B. remembered, Cecilia had managed to outmaneuver the macabre bunny girl's clasping hands and pin them to the floor above her bunny-eared head. Chalk it up to D.B. movement's being slower than usual considering she had just been body-slammed into the wooden floor, but the results were the same altogether.

None of that stopping the scrambling bunny girl from still entwining her legs around Cecilia's waist and latching on hard. The muscled exertion she put into the tightened waistlock ratcheting up considerably given the less than ideal position she had been put into. Her glaring stare fixated upwards towards the Swedish nuisance than widening when she noticed Cecilia rearing her head back.

*...shit...* D.B.'s internal thoughts being entirely justified once she knew what was coming. Though once she did know, she would arch her lower back and than flatten back down to shoot her own head up as high as she could in a retaliatory headbutt of her own. Except it was one that left her head swimming and her eyes sewn shut as her waistlock also loosened up as well. The deathly bunny girl groaning incoherently while still having her forehead pressed against Cecilia's with their heaving chests still swelling up against eachothers.

Death Bunny's head smacked up against Cecilia's as the champions head drove down into the woman whom she had fought for her right to challenge for what was now her current belt. The blond and purple haired girl laid against each other after that sickening impact that had the few patrons of the bar that was still there groan out in sympathy for the two women.

Their head's swimming as their generous racks heaved and mushroomed together. Cecilia winced out, her hands releasing those wrists of Death Bunny, as her hands moved down to grab at the legs of her rival. She'd grasp them and try to pull them off of her waist, then try and fold the Bunny eared girl up.

As if she was putting the woman in a matchbook pin. Shaking her head, the blond powerhouse would try and seat herself down on the back of Death Bunny's knees to weight the woman down. She shook her head again, trying to clear the cobwebs, before the buxom blond bombshell would try and hammer down a strong right fist into Death Bunny's left cheek. As she had the woman pinned down and folded up.

As expected of what would happen after retaliating against Northman's headbutts with one of her own, D.B. was left in just as much of a groaning stupor as her Swedish nemesis. Considering that she had no manner of dodging the ramming collision in the first place, by shooting her head upward she could at least ensure that Cecilia was in just as much pain if not more-so by the time it was all said and done.

Dazed and disoriented by the rather brutal meeting of the minds, D.B. noticed her arms were finally free from being pinned down when she found herself capable of now massaging her sore temple. The throbbing head pains and dazed vision kept her from shuffling upward, not that she had the opportunity anyway. Especially considering that Cecilia was currently folding the bunny girl up over herself  before seating her substantial weight on the back of her knees.

"...the fuck...off..." D.B. grumbled through a wincing grimace, the macabre bunny girl none too pleased with being rolled up into fidgeting ball with her curvy backside sticking into the air. The stiff strike to her cheek causing her head to snap to the side and only piled onto her already substantial head trauma. D.B. turned back towards Cecilia and glared upward at her before reaching up with both of her gloved hands. One of her hands clenching onto her blonde locks, with the other attempting to rake Ceci in the eyes to hopefully unseat the Swede so D.B. could at least get two seconds of breathing room from being pinned down beneath her.

Having pinned the purple haired girl down onto the floor of the bar and folded her up into that matchbook pin, the Swedish Champion smacked her fist right into Death Bunny's pretty cheek, getting a nice little grumble out from the cute wrestler. Though that wasn't all she got, as D.B. decided to take a hold of the Swede's long blond hair, pulling on it as she caused the Swede to wince out in anger.

She huffed out and growled, but then was forced to let out a yelp as Death Bunny decided to fight like a bitch and rake at the Swede's eyes. " Aargh!" The Champion cried out as she moved her hands up to her face to shield her eyes, from there it wasn't too difficult for Death Bunny to buck Cecilia off of her and with that the Swede rolled away from the fellow mighty woman.

Shaking her head as she would use the bar counter to help pull herself up towards her feet.

Breathing in more than just a sigh of relief, D.B. immediately shuffled to her side after performing the blinding counter attack. It wasn't something she was entirely proud of, but being mounted and pummeled by someone of Cecilia's immense strength was the near literal definition of having her back pinned to the wall. Desperation and self-preservation instincts kicking in as she raked the eyes and unfolded herself from the matchbook pin position.

D.B. shielded her grimacing face where Cecilia's fist made contact as she groggily got her legs back under her, her free hand grasping onto the nearby bar stool to help steady her ascension. Considering that they were both about back to their feet at the same time, D.B. wasted little more time in stepping back up to Cecilia from behind in as stealthy a manner she could attempt considering her head was still spinning from the jarring headbutt.

"Tch..." D.B. than attempting to reacquaint Ceci's smug face with the wooden bar by yanking back on her blond locks and slamming her face first into it.

Cecilia was rather pissed right now as she was pushing herself up to her feet by the bar counter. The blond powerhouse was going to make sure to make Death Bunny pay for that bitch move, she hated eye raking, almost as much as she hated getting punched in the crotch, which oh so many of her opponents liked to do when they were in a bad spot.

Still, the Swede was just about to turn around and throw a punch towards Death Bunny, but the purple haired girl was a bit faster than her and was able to take a hold of the Champs head and smack her forehead first into the bar counter. The hard wooden surface causing a red mark to be left on Cecilia's forehead, it wasn't blood, but the blow was hard enough to irritate the Swede's skin fiercely.

" Urgh...." Cecilia groaned out as she slumped against the bar counter, she'd place her hands against the surface and then attempt to push herself up, trying to swing her right arm backwards to try and catch Death Bunny in the side of her head with a back elbow!

D.B. didn't know whether she was cursed or blessed when it came to deciding on hated rivals. On the one hand, she was never short on challenging opponent's who could throwdown with the best of them. On the other hand, those same opponent's could end up being the ones pummeling her into the ground. D.B. guessed it was just her luck to start a beef with someone whose nickname was The Hardcore Queen...though D.B. wouldn't be surprised in the slightest if Cecilia was pretentious enough to have given herself that arrogant sounding title.

D.B. took a step back after plowing Cecilia headfirst into the wooden bar table and allowing her to slump lifelessly against it. D.B. couldn't help but smirk maliciously every time she could hear the overbearing blonde in some form of agony, and this particular instance was no different. After rubbing the sore bruise on her cheek that was a result of Cecilia's mounted pummeling of her, D.B approached the lumbering Swede from behind with an outstretched arm intending to tug back on that flowing mane of hers. That was until a sudden back elbow clocked D.B. right in the nose.

"Gugh!!..Gahdammit!!" D.B. belted out before taking a few staggering steps backward, her scrunching face masked behind one of her gloved hands as she tried to recoup from having her bell rung. She knocked over one of the bar stools behind her and leaned against a nearby table with her free hand as she tried to straighten her vision through her watery eyes.

Cecilia's shot up her elbow into D.B's face as the bunny eared fighter stepped in to try and take a handful or two of the Swede's long flowing mane of golden locks. Smacking the rabbit right on her cute button nose got quite the reaction out of the fellow beautiful wrestler.

The Swede turned around and leaned against the bar counter as she glared over at the purple haired girl who was stumbling back towards the table, using her free hand to rub her eyes as leaned against a table. Cecilia decided to try and chase after her former challenger for the number one contendership.

Looking to move in towards Death Bunny and take a hold of the woman by her hips and thighs, looking to wrap Death Bunny up and lift the woman high up into the air. Trying to then throw herself and Death Bunny forward, attempting to drive Death Bunny down through the table with a brutal spinebuster!