Once in the ring she moved her neck to one side, her spine cracking in a rhythmic pattern before she cracked her knuckles as if prepping for a fight. The way he spoke was a bit surprising; it reminded her of boss and how he spoke. He practically raised her and showed her the most love and support she never thought she’d receive after her parents died. Staring down the man for a moment she observed him. He was larger than her by height and width but he seemed to have a good amount of balance despite his size. That’s a good thing to know.

Reaching out she took his hand but didn’t lift it in a shake. Instead she went under it, twisted his arm and kicked his legs out from under him. As soon as he hit the mat, she climbed on top of his back keeping his arm tightly behind his back. “Holly, Holly Roberts. My skills are pinning technics and submissions. I’d have to say my weaknesses are my swings and kicks, I could probably use some tips and practice on that but I’m a squirmy individual and I can get out of things fast. What about you?”