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[center][color=ec008c][b]Location:[/b][/color] Lobby to Desert Arena[/center]
[@Mr Allen J]
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Velvet released her leg, unfolding it like a knife, as she sat upwards to listen to Jaden’s proclamation. She sat there on her knees, peering up at him as though he were telling her a story. When he then gave her a prospective job offer to be seen in one of his [i]rap videos[/i], the Russian arched a brow before she broke into laughter. She raised her hand to her mouth in a lousy attempt to stifle the mirth that caused her to nearly hunch over with weakness. Velvet rose to her feet still laughing and left the poor swordsman without an answer as she headed for the locker room. Her next match was coming up, and entertaining the young rapper was the last thing…well…it actually wasn’t even on her to-do list.

The artificial sun that hung over the arena was just as unforgiving as a beating. The air felt like a blow dryer and the sand was scorching. Velvet had to wrap her feet in preparation and don some sunscreen. The arena hadn’t been her most favorite environment. She had actually liked the pool and the heat was making her miss it. It seemed in this environment, fighters would either lose from the beating or lose to the heat.

[color=ec008c][b]“Боже мой (Boje moy/Oh my God),”[/b][/color] Velvet gasped. Already sweat was collecting on her brow and glistening off her creamy curves. As Velvet approached her opponent, she raised her wrist to her lips and bit the purple hairband. Drawing it from about her wrist, she gathered it in her fingers as she started to round up her long auburn mane. She tied her hair into a bun that sat atop her head and lowered her hands, her arms naturally swaying to her rocking stride.

From behind her amethyst mask, blue eyes observed and studied Brooke as her red pouty lips remained quirked into an intrigued smile. Her opponent greeted her:

[color=00a651][b]Hey! I’m Brooke! Pleased to meet ya![/b][/color]

She seemed like a nice girl. Velvet took her hand and her grip was natural at first.

[color=00a651][b]Know we don’t have a whole lotta time, but may the best woman win![/b][/color]

Her grip became firm then not to an uncomfortable level but just to emphasize what she next said:

[color=ec008c][b]“I will enjoy breakink’ you, девушка (Dey-voo-sh-ka/Girl).”[/b][/color] She had said it so casually before she released the girl’s hand. The Russian was clearly picking a fight but that was what Russian’s did. She wanted her opponent to come at her with all she had for it only made the match entertaining. After the shake and biting words, Velvet turned to leisurely walk over to her side of the arena. As she walked, she peered down at the sand at her feet, still wearing a smile. Adam had better show himself soon. She hated this match. Velvet turned to face her opponent across the way. The quicker she finished the fight, then the quicker she could get out of such an uncomfortable environment.

[b]Go![/b]

The cue to start the fight was given. Velvet leaned forward, lunging into a sprint. Her wrapped toes gave her traction in the slippery hot sand and her hands rose to grasp ahold of her swinging and jostling melons. Gripping them, she held them up just beneath her chest as she charged her opponent, which to Brooke probably looked rather…wrong or extremely perverted. Velvet was biting her bottom lip in a partial grin as she closed the distance between them. When she was a meter and a half away from the girl, she clapped her two flesh orbs together and a powerful eruption of sound fired from them to ripple the very air.

Velvet sought to disorient Brooke before she would follow through her assault with a hip whip to her right hip. She planned on bringing her strong hip crashing against Brooke’s with every intention to break or handicap her.