AOBA Returns II (Done)

Her face was completely slammed down onto the hard floor with his finisher, which she didnt think it would be course, and he was able to execute the move onto her, not only that she was able to punch him in the face but it wasnt enough to stun him or anything, just enough to hurt him before laying out onto the floor. She slowly rolling over facing up and holding her face. **Nothing broken.... good..... few scratches, no blood....** examining her face to make sure nothing too horrible happen to her face, nothing like blood or sweats covering her eyes, debris blocking her nose or in her mouth, nothing like that and shes somewhat thankful about it but even all that, she was quite stunned from that vicious slam and allowing Ronan to have his way as in, grabbing onto her legs and dragging her to the next destinations. "Ngggggnnn...."

She barely looking around seeing that shes entering the gym, could tell by the looks of the wrestling ring, few tables, ladders, and chairs, workout equipment too, things could get ugly in here and she needs to fight back, once her mind straighten back to normal that is, getting her senses back, then and only then she can think of something to deal with the pretty strong man, Ronan.

He would have been lying if he had said he hadn't been worried about the same thing she was in the moments after the face plant, Ronan just hoping he hadn't broken anything that would take away from her stunning good looks. Glancing down he let out a sigh of relief as she turned over to reveal everything was as it should be, it seemed her face had taken a good beating before, otherwise he suspected it would have been a bloody mess, and while he couldn't really hold back Ronan would try his best to steer attacks away from her face. "Now lets turn the page to the next scene of this fight AOBA."

That said he grabbed onto her ankles and dragged her behind him, ignoring her groans of protest as he pulled her along into the nearby gym. Looking around he saw nothing but ways to hurt themselves but at least there was better padding in here for the floors and walls, but with the various tables and ladders set up he had a feeling things were gonna get worse in here. Ronan did not release his grip on her legs however now that they had arrived, instead he would try to roll her over onto her front and sit down on her back in a boston crab.

AOBA was dragged nearly unconsciously to the next room and where she is still awake but barely due to his move slamming her pretty hot face onto the floor, groaning from the pain as she tries to get her mind back together, this man is dangerous for sure regardless he was somewhat different to her, now entering the gym seeing the ladders, tables, and chairs which its pretty much an double-edge sword for each one of us to use.

"NNNNahhhh....!" She soon turned over after he stop to flip her, and pulling onto her legs to pull back into the Boston Crab, her back was in surgery twice and now the pain slowly coming back but not as much thankfully, but still she hate the feeling of being weak like this, her busty breasts pushing down against the floor while pounding her fists onto the floor sending out the pain somewhere else. She did try to pull her strong legs straighten out if she could as well trying to elbow his back as hard she could, hoping he would let go.

She had to be in a lot of pain now Ronan thought to himself as she locked in the boston crab, looking to hear her finally throw in the towel so he could stop hurting such a beautiful woman. Though it seemed like she would rather endure the pain instead of call it quits as she beat against the ground, Ronan pulling harder on her legs as he felt her trying to power her way out of the submission hold despite her being in a rather rough spot. "You could just quit you know, and then I could take you out to dinner or something and there talk about this need to punish yourself that you seem to have."

He stopped talking as her elbows began raining down on his back, the New York native shutting his mouth as he now had to endure some punishment. Grunting each time her elbow connected Ronan could feel his back beginning to grow sore from the repeated strikes, his right eye twitching in annoyance at her persistence until he finally threw down her legs and threw himself forward, rising from her back only to turn around and face her. "Or not." Was all he said before glancing to his right at a stack of chairs. Shaking his head Ronan would walk over and pick himself up one of the chairs, meaning to turn around and deliver one blow with the weapon upon her.

AOBA was torturing her with some serious pain, bending her beyond the limit as she desperately trying to escape from his hold and hoping he'll let go, she refuses to give him a win and getting himself to submit again, not ever wanted to go through those humiliations like before, she'll do whatever it takes to shut her own mouth and pushing that word 'submit' deep into her mind and buried it as deep as possible, will not remember nor how to say it whatever it takes. "For.... get.... it....."

After her elbow shots to his back which he finally release her legs and letting it flop down onto the mat, groaning from her back pain as she slowly rolling to the side and looking over between her busty breasts, seeing him going over to the stack of chairs, things will get ugly unless she could possibly do something about it. **No.....** she glares at him with her red crimson eyes, she slowly getting back up to her feet, mostly able to get on her knee like kneeling position, one hand reaching for her back to rub over it while still angrily at him for what he have done so far, he'll pay for it for sure.

AOBA sure was one tough chick Ronan thought to himself, repeating this thought a moment later as he shouted out "You're one tough chick ya know that?" He wasn't one for thinking things and not saying them out loud, better to have ones thoughts out in the open so there were no misconceptions and found it just made life easier, most of the time. There was a mild ache in his back from where she had been striking him with her elbow, knowing full well that was gonna leave a bruise, but he had to think she was hurting much worse than he was though she would never admit it. He took the chair in his hands and turned around to see AOBA getting to her feet, or at least trying to.

"Those elbows really stung ya know? Theres no shame in giving in to the main character, is going out with me truly such a terrible idea?" Ronan said, speaking truthfully about those elbows though teasing her a bit with that last part. Stepping over towards her Ronan would not lift the chair up high but instead look to drive the edge of the chair into her stomach.

Her body was aching in pain having to put up with the submission holds that Ronan trying to make her submit as she refuses to admit or even tap out, luckily she was able to get out from the hold, elbowing to his back and taking a bit of break which it gives him some time to go for the weapons, planning to use against her, and shes knows well being involved with hardcore like matches in the past. "Hmmm....."

Didnt respond to his comments which shes more concern about the weapon in his hands, the steel chair of course, hugging her body from the pain she endured throughout the match, it is tough to face someone just big and pretty strong, but it was no stranger to her at all, she knows she can handle it if not making too much mistakes. Waiting for him to come closer to her and hopefully she can force herself to go down low with her feet out aiming for his feet to get it around it to trip him forward, maybe having him drop on top his own weapon unless his weapon came in fast enough to hit her in the stomach first.

As Ronan stepped forward with his ladder in hand he once again had to give the woman credit for how tough she was, not many guys could even get up after all the punishment he had dealt out but she wasn't giving up. She showed this further as he brought the chair swinging in at her stomach, but she slid right underneath it as her legs wrapped around his ankles and tripped him forward. Though not dumb enough to let himself fall right on top of his own chair, Ronan did land face first on the floor as the chair slid out of his hands, groaning from the impact as he tried to roll over onto his back.

AOBA was able to counter from his attempt of using the chair onto her, thankfully causing him fall forward and not hearing him landing on top of him for it. "Good...... " She barely getting herself up after countering him, her legs to hopefully wrapped around his legs as she tries to get on top of him sit on his legs, and once there, she pants a bit before clenching her fists tightly and raining down her punches to his kidneys to soften him the best she could. "Cannot... let you... win this match...."

Hopefully weaken him to make it easier onto herself on the long run unless he plans to finish her off quickly.

Ronan placed his hands against the floor and tried to push himself back to his feet, but AOBA took a seat right on top of his legs stopping him in his tracks. He could hear her breathing heavily behind him, understandable after everything she had endured so far in their little street fight, it didn't seem to weaken her punches any as she threw several aimed for his kidneys. He grunted in pain after each blow, leaning away as much as he could with each punch to lessen the damage but it was still quite a bit. With his hands flat against the floor at his sides Ronan would flex his muscles doing a push up with her on top of his legs, stopping at the apex of it to roll his body over to try and toss her right off of him.