Hatzinbobber vs. Mallowen

{if@ Gammod == False}You don't want to miss this! A crowd's building up quick, so you do your best to grab a good seat before the chairs get too packed. More people are paying attention and getting themselves comfortable this time than last fight, so it must be an even more important one -- last time everybody kinda thought that it'd be one-sided. They were right, but on the wrong side. Makes you think.

As the chairs fill up more and more (it looks like Nora's going to be the only one standing!), you notice your third-year buddy from before walking through the chairs looking for an open seat. The one who told you about the fighters, remember? You stretch your arm up high and give excited, big swinging waves to get their attention, before patting the seat next to you. After groaning, looking around, and seeing that it's the only free chair, they walk over. Geez, they should really be more appreciative! A bunch of people are having to sit on the floor to watch, you know!

"Hello again!" You greet happily as they take the seat beside yours, mouth tight and eyes forward. "What's happening this time around?"

"You gonna do this every time?"

"Nope! Just until I'm such an expert that I don't needa!"

Your good friend sighs, then leans back against the chair more relaxedly.

"Well, this fight's one people have been looking forward to for a good long time, now. Hatzinbobber vs Mallowen. These two girls pretty much tore through all of the competition last year, unless you count them both losing to Nora, and they're having a pretty similar streak so far this year too -- but they've never fought each other before today."

Ooh, exciting! Really, really exciting! You look around the space, with a wide smile, to take in all of the bustling chatter and hushed whispers as the two girls in the ring glare at each other and pace around. This seems like it's really pretty important, then.... it sounds like it could even be the Championship fight!

"Hatzinbobber is probably the best fighter here, even though she's just a second year, but she doesn't always fight fair. Mallowen's great, but I don't think she's good enough to beat the Hatzin, on account of her honour in fights."

Really? Nah, no way, good always triumphs over evil! If they're about equal in fighting, but one uses dirty tactics, then the good one will win for sure.

"I'm going for Mallowen!" You declare proudly.

Before your top-tier pal can respond, several loud claps sound from inside the ring -- you turn all your attention to it immediately, leaning forward and gripping your knees tightly in excitement! Then leaning back up again, because you're too short to see when you lean forward. The two girls are both completely out of school uniforms, wearing form-fitting sports bras and underwear instead -- probably part of being so highly regarded is having to take this fights more seriously, and by the looks on their faces, they definitely are.

Hatzinbobber's cracking her knuckles, and wearing fabric that's a deep olive colour, while Mallowen paces in an energised and focused way, keeping her eyes on the enemy. Her clothes are more of a khaki-tan colour, and though she's looking fully serious right now, she's got a much **** face in general. Hatzinbobber looks mean. This is gonna be rad. Go Mallowen!

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The room is in complete silence as the fight officially starts, Hatzinbobber remaining still on her side of the ring with a wicked grin on her face as Mallowen watches, stepping from foot to foot in a fighting stance. The audience is so enthralled by what's about to go down that you can pretty much only hear your own heart beating in your ears, and the occasional squeak as you nervously adjust your weight on your chair.

After a brief but infinite moment of Mallowen watching Hatzinbobber standing and grinning with her arms by her sides, she decides to make a move -- keeping her hands up, she walks straight towards her olive-undergarmented opponent with surprising speed. She moves so smoothly that her arms, head, and body don't even dip with each step, as if she's gliding towards the other woman. She reaches her target in less than a full second, a focused expression on her stoic face.

Not wanting her opponent to have any time to react, Mallowen immediately throws a series of combination punches for Hatzinbobber's head. Hatzinbobber is able to quickly duck and dodge the first several, even in her surprise at the sudden confrontation by Mallowen, but the last few punches go lower and land firmly onto Hatzinbobber's bare torso. After about a second or two of getting her abs worked on, Hatzinbobber reaches her hands up to push Mallowen at the same time as she jumps back herself, to create more space between them. Her grin is gone now, and her panting face is covered in a controlled rage. She was definitely not expecting Mallowen to react like that to her casual start.

While Hatzinbobber consolidates herself, Mallowen uses her hand to flick her long brown hair back over her shoulder after her **** flopped it out of place. The two fighters stare at each other for a short time longer, Hatzinbobber crouched down lower like she's ready to deliver a tackle.

Seeing her opponent's lower head position, Mallowen skips several steps forward in an instant, waving her fists through the air to draw attention up to them. When she's in range, she drops both hands low and delivers a powerful spin-kick aimed for the side of Hatzinbobber's face -- at the very last second, Hatzinbobber is able to lean her head back just barely far enough for the kick to pass through air.

Mallowen uses missed kick's momentum to continue her spin, coming around with a heel aimed for Hatzinbobber's cheek which is dodged when the fighter straightens back up into a standing position -- this time, the foot that missed completes its spin by planting itself on the mat behind Mallowen, who uses it to launch herself up into the air to deliver a powerful flying shin strike right to Hatzinbobber's chin -- Hatzinbobber dodges this with a quick duck, leaving Mallowen to land gracefully back onto the ring's mat, but facing the other direction.

In the quarter-second it takes for Mallowen to spin back around and face her opponent, Hatzinbobber's already launching her own attack in the form of a push-kick which plants itself squarely onto Mallowen's chest. Even though it had significant power to it, and caught its target mostly by surprise, it sends the khaki-clothed fighter stumbling no more than a single step back. At this point, both women readjust, and begin to circle each other slowly in the ring waiting for their next opening. Hatzinbobber's grin returns to her face as the ladies stare each other down and the audience shouts out its approval.

Wow!! This is some really high level fighting! {if NoraTopPicks == True}You're pretty sure that Hatzinbobber's only a second year too, so this is really impressive fighting! Nora sure knows her stuff.{else}Hatzinbobber's really just a second year student? That's so impressive!{endif}

The techniques that they're both using is really admirable, and it feels like there's a lot of meticulous strategy going on in each individual engagement, even though they're both also really fit and strong. The two women have several more short brawls over the next few minutes, each followed by breaking apart and watching for the next chance to strike. The winner of each engagement is almost on an alternating basis, and it's definitely not possible to say if either one of them is winning just yet -- that seems to really annoy Hatzinbobber. She's probably not that used to losing, besides from Nora (represent), but Mallowen seems much more calm about the equal matchup. -- Mallowen is a super nimble and agile fighter, and her kicks are really incredible, but Hatzinbobber's got great defensive movement and her strikes can be really precise.

Oh! Is she called "Hatzinbobber" because hats go on heads, and she bobs her head really well when fighting to avoid getting hit? For sure! You should try to figure out what "Mallowen" is all about, too.

After a particularly tiring ****, in which Hatzinbobber absorbs several shots and dodges several more and in which Mallowen takes a few well-aimed strikes and swings way more times in succession than you knew a person's arms could, Hatzinbobber rushes forward and wraps her arms around the other woman in a sort of standing clinch to get a break from the intensity. Mallowen lifts her arms to do the same, locking the women together in the hold. The two fighters pant heavily, pushed up against each other and sweaty, both exhausted from several minutes of fighting and the last several seconds of extra exertion. Even still, at the same time as they both gather themselves, you can tell that they're also both trying to **** each other down to the mat from this clinch -- it's definitely not any sort of rest.

Neither fighter is budging just yet. You can see their powerful but exhausted leg muscles working to act against their opponent's forceful pushes and pulls, and their chests are both heaving from it all with sweat running all down their bodies. Mallowen occasionally breaks the clinch with one arm to deliver a few quick punches to Hatzinbobber's side, then quickly returns her arm to the hold before her opponent can take advantage of the moment.

Hot breath leaving her mouth in heaves, Hatzinbobber shifts her head to put her mouth right by Mallowen's ear, whispering something that you can't hear at the same time as her heavy panting on her opponent's neck and earlobe send shivering tingles down her back. Whatever Hatzinbobber says seems to take Mallowen by surprise, as her eyes bug for just a second, in which time Hatzinbobber takes advantage of her opponent's surprise by hooking her foot behind her heel and pulling the fighter's leg out from under her, forcing them both to the ground in a tumbling heap in which Hatzinbobber ends up on top -- the crowd is going absolutely nuts right now!

Mallowen struggles beneath Hatzinbobber. Straining to not let her opponent get any use out of this advantage, she rises with all of her strength and manages to lift both women just slightly off of the ground for a short time. Her body is too overexerted to maintain this for long, and it's soon too much as her arms and legs give out and she flops back down below Hatzinbobber. At this, the grinning olive-wearing combatant shifts her body from lying atop her opponent to instead mounting her by the hips, holding Mallowen's arms flat by her side as she entraps and sits on her legs.

"Ha!" She proclaims atop the heaving and panting form of her exhausted opponent. It looks like this fight might be coming to an end very, very soon!{if@ NoraTopPicks == False} Come on Mallowen, shake her off!{endif}