"... I could just take some of the stuff over, but... folks down there could really use a visit from the doctor once in a while."
Bennie scratched his goatee in thought. "Seeing as how this is technically a time-off request and not official Maiden business I can't ask Maria to do this for you," he told her. "Not that I think it'll be a problem, but you need to run it by her yourself. Maria's a good woman, but not everyone around here does hard work out of the goodness of their heart." Despite what he said, the big man grinned. "Take what time you need, Sandra. You've been kicking ass and deserve a vacation... even if this doesn't sound like much of one."
Crossing his arms, the captain wandered over to nav console nearby and glanced at the girl from over his shoulder. "I'm getting another score lined up, but it's a small one," he explained. "I'd only need four or five Maidens max. Just don't go vanishing on me, okay?"
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'Bloody Mary' paced back-and-forth before her opponent, slouching slightly with a deranged twinkle in her eye. She was wearing the same long sleeve shirt she had on from earlier, torn-up jeans and was barefoot. 'Back-Breaker' pounded his fists, snarled like a beast and dropped into a bower stance. He was shirtless, ripped like Jesus and wore jeans without shoes as well. The crowd was already going crazy before the first punch had even been thrown.
Ada had seen her fair share of fight clubs in this town, but this was certainly the shittiest.
A drunk fat man bumped into the much smaller girl, spilling some beer on her shirt. "Hey, watch wh--"
"AND BERNIE TAKES THE BAIT!"
Apparently the fight started in the brief moment Ada wasn't looking.
The tanned man swooped across the ring, delivering a flurry of blows at Theresa. She dodged and weaved like a pro, her bare feet dancing left-and-right with the rhythm of his assault. He grit his teeth and pushed harder, his blows coming faster but sloppier. The raven-haired woman saw an opening and took it, catching the side of his wrist with her own and pushing it aside, allowing her to roll inside his reach and crush his nose with a swift elbow. He reeled back, holding his fractured nose and before he could retreat or counterattack, Theresa ended the fight with a follow up attack--punching him savagely in the side of the head with her other hand.
"AND HE'S DOWN! HE'S FUCKING DOWN! 'BLOODY MARY CLAIMS ANOTHER VICTIM!"
Holy shit! Ada thought, holding her hands over her mouth in disbelief.
Theresa helped the man up to his feet and shoved him a long once he could stand on his own. "Who's next?" she called out to the crowd.
Two hours later...
After beating four more challengers and earning a modest collecting of new bruises, the undefeated champion of this hole-in-the-wall called it a night. Hesitant at first, Ada eventually joined her at the bar. She didn't say anything at first.
"How long you been here?" Theresa asked before the whore could speak.
Ada shrugged. "The whole time."
Theresa lit a cigarette and took a swift drag. "I imagine ya' 'ave questions."
"Yeah," Ada admitted, "but I don't imagine you want to answer any of them."
"Yer right, I don'."
Ada looked over her shoulder at the exit. "You want me to take you home? Patch you up?" she asked. "You could use some sleep."
'Bloody Mary' laughed. "Sure, but I ain't sleepin'." Ada put her arm around the woman's shoulder and escorted her out.
Despite how unnerving the fights were, Ada had to admit... Theresa was a bit of a badass.
Bennie scratched his goatee in thought. "Seeing as how this is technically a time-off request and not official Maiden business I can't ask Maria to do this for you," he told her. "Not that I think it'll be a problem, but you need to run it by her yourself. Maria's a good woman, but not everyone around here does hard work out of the goodness of their heart." Despite what he said, the big man grinned. "Take what time you need, Sandra. You've been kicking ass and deserve a vacation... even if this doesn't sound like much of one."
Crossing his arms, the captain wandered over to nav console nearby and glanced at the girl from over his shoulder. "I'm getting another score lined up, but it's a small one," he explained. "I'd only need four or five Maidens max. Just don't go vanishing on me, okay?"
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'Bloody Mary' paced back-and-forth before her opponent, slouching slightly with a deranged twinkle in her eye. She was wearing the same long sleeve shirt she had on from earlier, torn-up jeans and was barefoot. 'Back-Breaker' pounded his fists, snarled like a beast and dropped into a bower stance. He was shirtless, ripped like Jesus and wore jeans without shoes as well. The crowd was already going crazy before the first punch had even been thrown.
Ada had seen her fair share of fight clubs in this town, but this was certainly the shittiest.
A drunk fat man bumped into the much smaller girl, spilling some beer on her shirt. "Hey, watch wh--"
"AND BERNIE TAKES THE BAIT!"
Apparently the fight started in the brief moment Ada wasn't looking.
The tanned man swooped across the ring, delivering a flurry of blows at Theresa. She dodged and weaved like a pro, her bare feet dancing left-and-right with the rhythm of his assault. He grit his teeth and pushed harder, his blows coming faster but sloppier. The raven-haired woman saw an opening and took it, catching the side of his wrist with her own and pushing it aside, allowing her to roll inside his reach and crush his nose with a swift elbow. He reeled back, holding his fractured nose and before he could retreat or counterattack, Theresa ended the fight with a follow up attack--punching him savagely in the side of the head with her other hand.
"AND HE'S DOWN! HE'S FUCKING DOWN! 'BLOODY MARY CLAIMS ANOTHER VICTIM!"
Holy shit! Ada thought, holding her hands over her mouth in disbelief.
Theresa helped the man up to his feet and shoved him a long once he could stand on his own. "Who's next?" she called out to the crowd.
Two hours later...
After beating four more challengers and earning a modest collecting of new bruises, the undefeated champion of this hole-in-the-wall called it a night. Hesitant at first, Ada eventually joined her at the bar. She didn't say anything at first.
"How long you been here?" Theresa asked before the whore could speak.
Ada shrugged. "The whole time."
Theresa lit a cigarette and took a swift drag. "I imagine ya' 'ave questions."
"Yeah," Ada admitted, "but I don't imagine you want to answer any of them."
"Yer right, I don'."
Ada looked over her shoulder at the exit. "You want me to take you home? Patch you up?" she asked. "You could use some sleep."
'Bloody Mary' laughed. "Sure, but I ain't sleepin'." Ada put her arm around the woman's shoulder and escorted her out.
Despite how unnerving the fights were, Ada had to admit... Theresa was a bit of a badass.