Jessie learns fast

Jessie had to wonder just how often a thumbs UP showed up in this place, but brought her head into the match at hand. She decided to be the first to the weapons rack, making a run for it while doing her best to keep her eye on Ivan. There was a hiss of air beneath her, and instincts alone made her lunge sideways. Several-foot-long dildos shot up from where she?d been standing, where they would have shot up into god knows where.

?Nice call by the rookie. She?s catching on quick, isn?t she?? Zoe boomed over the mic, getting a burst of applause from the crowd. Ivan stormed after her, Jessie quickly bursting for the weapons rack. She made some split second decisions. Not a staff, rather not get close enough for brass knuckles, whips were too hard to control, there! A metallic clink came as Jessie pulled a full-fledged sword from the wall, brandishing it at Ivan. He didn?t slow.

?Dammit,? she cursed, resorting to swinging at the mountain man. It struck as hard as she could swing it, letting out a resounding squeak.

?Squeak?!? Jessie blurted, the crowd sharing a general laugh.

?Oh please. I?m eccentric, not murderous,? Zoe giggled into the mic. ?Nothing QUITE that violent in here.?

Ivan overcame his own surprise, grinning and grabbing Jessie by both arms. ?FUCK, you stuck up cunt!?

?Get your mind offa her, girly,? Ivan rumbled. ?I oughta be fillin? your mind, and somethin? else mighty soon.?