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 Posted: Wed Jul 23, 2008 10:48 pm
Bloodbath 3
Crawley vs Tekka
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Posted: Fri Jul 25, 2008 11:28 am
Kraun Injuries sustained in previous matches will carry over to the next match. If you had an arm broken, you fight with a broken arm, though it may be bandaged and treated with basic first aid supplied by the facility.
Tekka would enter the ring by hopping down the stairs from the upper level one by one. Guiding her right hand along the wall beside her to steady the woman's balance Tekka would be standing only on her left leg with her right held a short distance out in front of her and off of the stairs. Once she had reached the bottom of the stairs she would continue wish short, jerking steps as she used her right leg for only a minimum of support and hopped forwards on her left for each time that she took a step, while appearing to be out of breath but handling the pain of her injuries as a veteran would.
The woman would stop just short of the blood smears on the grating that were left behind from her last match in this ring. Her injuries had been treated but they still remained and would no doubt hinder her significantly in the next match. The blood had been wiped away from her shoulders but the lacerations and lattice shaped cuts from the steel grating on her back were still open and raw. Her right leg was wrapped tightly in bandages around the thigh and knee that were already soaked through with blood and she had a solid brace fastened around her right knee. The brace would not allow the leg to bend but by keeping the leg straight she would be able to put some weight into it despite the deep gashes cut into her thigh.
"An enjoyable fight may we both have."
Tekka grabbed onto the handle of her L-shaped knife with her left hand and passed it over to her right. It was normally a weapon that she would hold in her off-hand but because she was only allowed to bring one weapon to this fight she would not be able to use it in the normal way.
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Posted: Fri Jul 25, 2008 3:36 pm
Crawley descended the stairs into the pit wearing a lightweight black leather blazer, some black pants, shoes, black shirt, belt. The usual stuff people wear.
He eyed Tekka as he entered. Crawley managed to get through bloodbath babyface clean. The same could not be said for his opponent. Either way, he'd have no mercy one way or the other.
After entering the arena he continued walking in a relaxed pace towards his large opponent. As he did he brushed back the length of his blazer to reveal a handle. A handle that once he retrieved with his right hand, extended out, a baton...
"..."
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Posted: Sat Jul 26, 2008 11:50 am
It was unfortunate for Tekka that she was as injured as she had been or she may have been able to fight this battle in the way that she normally would have. Because it was difficult for her to move forward she would have to wait until he came closer to her.
Tekka would lower down somewhat on her left leg and jut her right leg out further to the side in order to allow herself to lower down. She would hold the L-shaped knife at shoulder height and wait for Crawley.
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Posted: Sat Jul 26, 2008 12:04 pm
Crawley took a deep sigh and started in at a brisker pace that eventually turned into a run. His extended baton crossed to the left side before it whizzed through the air back around to the right to smash into the right side of her collar bone.
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Posted: Sat Jul 26, 2008 12:21 pm
Tekka had a choice to make now: would she attempt to guard against Crawley's attack or would she try to attack him instead? With the state that she was currently in the woman may not have been capable of completely guarding Crawley's baton and that would only put her into an even more disadvantageous position than the one that she was already in. Her opponent was uninjured coming into this fight and Tekka was having to fight just to keep herself standing properly, which meant that winning in a battle of attrition was impossible for her right now. She would have to attack if she were to have any chance of winning this battle.
Tekka would duck and turn to her left when the baton came down in order to attempt to take the blow on the back of her right shoulder rather than on her collar bone. At the same time she would make an attack against him by swinging the L-shaped knife in at his left side. If successful the V-point of the weapon would dig in just as the baton clubbed her and sent the woman fiercely to the ground on her left side. As she fell the knife edge would probably tear a long cut through Crawley's side and across his stomach.
Crawley's charge may have also caused him to trip over her when she fell but it would be bittersweet as he would be crashing into her gimp leg, which would cause her to cry out in pain and begin a new rush of blood to soak through the already wet bandages and begin to drip down her leg.
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Posted: Sat Jul 26, 2008 12:48 pm
It was somewhat sad, she was at too much of a disadvantage.
As he struck the back of her shoulder with his baton, she'd feel a lack of follow through for her attack. Crawley'd feel the pressure from the blade but because he put forced left hand down onto forearm just as it began to strike, it was something he could ignore.
Gripping tight to make sure she didn't fall... he didn't want a ground fight with someone with a knife... he jerked her back up slightly to hold her similar to how she was positioned before.
Directly following, all speedy movements, he shot his baton back to the right completely to bash into the side of her head.
And after that, his left knee rose, creating an ominus feeling for all because they knew what was coming. Crawley drove his left foot down onto the side of right knee to break it.
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Posted: Sat Jul 26, 2008 1:22 pm
There was not much that she would be able to do to stop him from grabbing her arm. Her attack was stopped before it even started and before she was even able to fall Tekka would find herself jerked back in the other direction by her arm. The addition of the jerk to her already bruised shoulder would be more than unpleasant but it was nothing compared to the pain she was already having to endure.
As she was already being pulled back up Tekka would contribute a little of her own momentum and use a drive from her left leg and a twist of her waist to slam her left fist into Crawley's kidney. She was in no condition to be dodging but Tekka would still be able to tuck her chin down and lean her head against Crawley's chest as the baton came back for another shot at her. It would strike against the side of her head but very close to the back where it would skip off with a glancing blow. The strike made her head spin suddenly but as long as she was leaning against her opponent she should have been alright.
Tekka was at a serious disadvantage in this situation and this fight. It was something that she knew as well as something that Crawley knew and if there was a chance of winning it would be from finding a way to take away her opponent's advantage. Just after she punched him Tekka would make a grab at Crawley's right shoulder for support and slam her right shin into the side of Crawley's knee in order to try and bring the man to the ground with her.
The woman would be feeling good about her chances at that point if it had not been for the crippling pain that immediately followed when Crawley drove his foot into her gimped knee. The brace was not armor and it would not protect her leg at all but because it was preventing the leg from bending her leg would bow to the side painfully before twisting and folding when the brace broke.
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Posted: Sat Jul 26, 2008 2:29 pm
The kidney shot wasn't what bothered Crawley, it was the takedown. Which could've been avoided but he was just a bit too shaky when he tried to regain his balance so he fell back.
He wisely maintained the hold on her right arm and sought to bring back a classic. His body twisted left so the right side of Tekka's head would be against the right of his torso. With this, Crawley threw his arm over her right shoulder, between her arm and body to clasp his left arm. Then he pulled his left arm up with the right, while pushing up with his left arm. Kimura threat from the bottom.
This was to twist her arm back up, threatening to remove it from the socket. The joint control Crawley sought to apply here also aided him using the awkward position of her their right and left legs to easily roll them over so he was on top.
Once on top in a somewhat kneeling mount, he still sought the hold. A rapid jerking twist was used for pressure to immediately twist her right arm out the socket.
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Posted: Sat Jul 26, 2008 3:21 pm
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Posted: Sat Jul 26, 2008 3:34 pm
[ I have spent approximately one half hour searching on the internet for a proper explanation or example of the Kimura but have not found one that could be properly applied to the situation that we are now in. Many involve the use of legs and the grabbing of clothing in order to be executed and that differs from this situation. I believe that I have an understanding of what is being done here but I cannot promise that it is correct. ]
Crawley's grip upon her wrist was troubling and it prevented her from using this situation to her advantage. If she had acted earlier this might not have become such a problem but at the time she had weighed bringing her opponent to the ground more heavily than breaking his hold. When he reached across with his right arm as well Tekka understood that allowing this opponent to keep his hold had been a mistake.
When he reached across to wrap his arm over her shoulder she reached across over his right arm. Her toes dug into the metal grate beneath them and she pushed with her left leg while pressing her hip against him so that she could raise her upper body up for a second or two while her right arm fought with his grip. She would not be able to prevent him from executing the Kimura hold on her but when he did Tekka would hand off the L-shaped knife from her right hand into her left by grabbing the inside of the V-point with her left hand. She would then pull it back to the left at the side of his neck.
If Crawley did not notice what she was doing immediately he would roll into the top mount with the sharp edge of the knife cutting shallowly into the skin on his throat. If he did notice and attempted to grab at her arm she would be forced to be far more hasty and far less precise with the weapon. Tekka did not want to kill any of her opponents over a competition but she was willing to take the battle as far as necessary out of respect for her opponents.
"You no die today okay?"
Were Crawley to continue in dislocating her shoulder what she would say would involve more screaming and pained panting.
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Posted: Sat Jul 26, 2008 5:09 pm
Crawley was watching the knife, after all it was the focal point and the driving reason behind the lock. He continued the twist until they were on top, only he decided to be a bit more cunning. He turned his back to her arm, guiding a hasty cut down the back of his trapezius muscles until his knee rolled onto, mashing her arm against the flooring.
Now he was across her torso with her knifin arm secure and the lock in tact. He just took his first real damage here but he could keep going. His teeth gnashed as he performed a final jerk to remove her arm out the socket.
With that, he'd roll away, "steamrolling" over her knifing hand to just above her head where he sought to take hold of a hand full of her hair with his right hand, still with the baton. All this just to rapidly drag her across the floor and toss her into the nearest wall.
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Posted: Sat Jul 26, 2008 5:37 pm
Crawley's shoulder had gotten in the way of her slash and instead of slicing his neck she had only managed to cut a gash in the back of his trapezius muscle. Although it had not worked out quite as well as she had hoped it was a start that would hinder Crawley's movement of his right arm. Tekka attempted to bring the weapon back for another slash at Crawley's back but he had stopped her arm by dropping his weight onto it.
By this time he had put her arm into the Kimura lock and she could feel the great deal of pressure being applied to her shoulder because of it. Tekka was no amateur and she knew what the end result of a joint lock such as that one could be. She was determined to not allow it to happen quietly however and she was determined to not let him get away without feeling the same kind of pain that she was to endure because of him.
Her shoulder popped out and with a loud scream the woman slammed the point of her L-shaped knife into Crawley's right thigh. His knee had forced her arm to the floor but she could still bend her forearm and wrist to drive the weapon into the side of his leg. Tekka would put every bit of strength that she could muster into digging the weapon as deep as she could into his leg by mashing her palm and the heel of her hand against the dull side of the blade in order to dig it in.
[ I this is incorrect please let me know. I had imagined Crawley's knee being at her bicep because if he would not have been able to properly push her arm down if he had tried to put his knee against her forearm. ]
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Posted: Sat Jul 26, 2008 5:56 pm
That damn knife was pissing him off. Something had to be done.
Crawley grabbed her left hand gripping the knife with his right as she was trying to drive it deeper into him and squeezed tight to crush her fingers against the knife as he removed it.
His position shifted to where he was now only halfway across her. His left hand had now drove itself down at her throat to choke her while he disarmed her.
After crushing her hand tight against the knife, his fingers slid between her hand and the knife as her raked it away and off somewhere away from them.
He had on his angry face. What followed was a series of hammer fists with his baton in hand down at the center of face. W/Baton + damage.
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Posted: Sat Jul 26, 2008 6:34 pm
If "that damn knife" was not pissing Crawley off than it would mean Tekka was not doing a very good job of putting it to use. Her fingers would be crushed against the flats of the knife as Crawley fought with her over it but he would not find it as easy as he had hoped. His baton had never left his hand and he would have a hard time getting a strong grip on the weapon because of it. The wound would be widened from the short struggle by the time Crawley manged to pull the weapon out of his leg but the damage had been done.
Tekka's face was flushed from the choke applied to her neck but she still managed to look pleased with her accomplishment. Crawley had dislocated her right shoulder but she had cut up his and even she had begun the fight with a deep wound in her right thigh she had delivered the same injury to him as well. She would not let him take away the advantage she had carved out of him with this last attack with a flick of the wrist. When the knife came free from his leg Tekka would stop fighting over getting the blade into his leg and begin fighting over getting the blade away from his hand. He would have a difficult time disarming her with his fingertips while he was still holding the baton in his hand.
Her left foot would slam down on the metal grating and the woman would sharply buck her hips under Crawley and throw her weight to the right. If she was successful her sudden movement would throw Crawley over onto his left side and roll Tekka onto her right shoulder with another jolt of pain.
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