Deviation Actions
Description
Valerie stumbled away sideways from Jessica after taking the jarring hook clean to her jaw. Unsteady on her heels, her perception of the boxing ring she stood in seemed to tilt and sway all on its own, and everything looked like it was covered with some bright, fuzzy, cloudy layer of film. On top of that, a dull, yet high-pitched buzzing sound droned at her left ear. Remembering herself, she shook her head rigorously from side to side, then looked up just in time to see two Jessicas approaching her with four red gloves held up to their chins.
Valerie started to bring up her own gloves, but as she did, the Jessicas melded into one, and drove a biting left hook into her ribs. The fresh pain woke Valerie from her stupor, and reminded her of her immediate situation. The Nova Striker was bearing down on her, and she needed to do something fast before things got worse.
With conviction, the Ripper accepted the pain and resolved to fight through it. Though her eyes still appeared a bit hazy, she was coherent enough to catch a glimpse of Jessica prepping her right glove for another collision course with her face. With a short burst of speed, Valerie stepped in and threw her momentum behind a bullet of a right cross that tagged the nurse’s cheek, tossing her head to the side before she could attack again. Jessica didn’t have time to block or evade, and another small splash of red was ejected from her mouth as more sweat flew.
Though Jessica was forced to take the hit, this time she made sure to secure her footing beforehand, and as a result, was not pushed back an inch. She knew the round would be ending soon, and preferred to stay close to Valerie so that she could get the most out of her punches, even though she was aware it also meant remaining in the Ripper’s optimal hitzone. Jessica grit her teeth after taking the cross and flung a left hand in response, but since Valerie’s gloves were already up, the blonde actually guarded this time rather than attempting to dodge.
In these last seconds of the second round, the two amazons collided fiercely, and it seemed neither fighter wanted to back down. Rather than retreating to regroup, Valerie pressed, sinking a quick left into Jessica’s navel. Blood trickled its way down Jessica’s chin as the punch landed, but the Nova Striker was determined to make that hit she just took worth the trouble. Valerie’s eyes widened as Jessica leaned in close. With a twist of the upper body an instant later, Jessica launched a precision artillery strike from below, a left handed missile that blasted upward. The uppercut rocked Valerie’s chin, and lifted her slender form a couple inches off the canvas. Although she closed her eyes on impact, when she opened them, she saw nothing but the gym’s lights and a constellation of her own sweat.
Valerie landed shakily on her feet, and glowered at her opposition with a look that combined anger, pain, and the overwhelming desire for immediate revenge. Before she could take it however, the bell clanged to end the round.
DING!
