Mini Tourny Part 2: Dark Feenixe, Fieldy, RuKKuS, Lugh

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Darke Feenixe

Feenixe licked the blood from her mouth, then stared up at Lugh a weird lopsided grin on her face. Lugh gestured for her to get in the ring, she wagged her finger at him in a naughty, naughty motion and stalked around the outside for a few moments, watching, observing. Lughs eyes followed her closely but even he hadn't reckoned on the sheer speed and accuracy that Feenixe posessed. One minute she wasn't even looking at him as she wandered around the outside, the next she had launched herself up onto the apron and with incredible agility, sprung seamlessly up onto the top turnbuckle. From there she was simply a blur in the air as she twisted her entire body until it was upside down and she was hurtling at great speed straight in Lughs direction. Lugh had seen her but had hesitated a moment too long, he was in a half turn as Feenixe hit him, her knees hit him across one of his shoulders and the top of his back, forcing him downwards towards the canvas. Feenixe noted with pleasure the nice blood stain his lip left on the pristine blue canvasing. Almost totally without stoppping she sprung upwards, using the momentum she created, to propel herself up the ropes onto the second turnbuckle on the opposite side of the ring. She turned in mid air and crashed down hard onto Lugh with a leg drop, still moving she slid outside the ring and threw a chair inside. Feenixe followed the chair in, layed it over Lughs chest, she ran across the ring, sprung off the ropes, somersaulted and landed feet first down on the chair over Lughs chest. She then slung the chair into the corner, looked down at Lugh and offered him a hand. Lugh looked up at her like she was quite mad and most probably to people in general she was quite insane but she bent down to Lugh and offered him some information she felt he ought to know.

"Everyone thinks that Feenixe is an easy target, everyone thinks that Feenixe is a new face. Feenixe's face is different but my family is always the same, you need to prepare to dance with a real, live and dangerous member of the Death family....namely ME!"

She grinned and waited for Lughs next move...

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Lugh Surehand

...don't let the jokes an' insults fool ye..." Lugh lunges upward to catch Feenixe's head between his ankles, then levers her off of her feet; she lands face-first on the canvas. He scrambles over to her as she is struggling to rise, drops a knee to her shoulder, then locks on an arm bar.

"I ALWAYS take me opponents seriously. An lass, after ye've laughed in the face of Death itself, not much really intimidates ye! I imagine you just might know that already..."

Feenixe manages to grab the ropes, and the ref tells Lugh to break the hold, which he does, then stands back while Feenixe gets to her feet.

"Now...shall we quit tryin' to impress eachother with threats an' such, and get to showin' what we've got?"

With that, gives her a genuine smile and locks up with her at the center of the ring.

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Darke Feenixe

Feenixe broke away from Lugh, a sly grin crossed her face. They circled each other for several minutes before Feenixe launched a ferocious barrage of punches and kicks. She drove Lugh into the corner, adding a knee to his midsection just for good measure. As he bent forward under the blow she cracked him in the back of the head with her elbow. The referee started a five count on Feenixe as she forced her thumbs into Lughs windpipe, on the count of four, she let up and allowed Lugh to stumble from the corner gasping for air. Feenixe was busy telling the referee she had done nothing illegal, when Lugh lunged at her. He caught her slightly off balance, she cussed at her lack of attention and underestimation of her opponents recovery time. Feenixe fell hard onto her left side but managed to twist her legs around to catch Lughs head in a scissor hold. She squeezed as tightly as she could from the position she was in but it was having a very slow effect on Lugh. Now she had regained her composure, she released the hold momentarily in order to propel herself closer to Lugh and Lughs face told the story as she then clamped her thighs very tightly around Lughs neck and head. Lugh grabbed at Feenixe's hair, she pulled away from him and grabbed a handful of his, pulling it till she could see him gritting his teeth. Feenixe was bored though, just as the referee was about to let Lughs arm drop for a third time, she pulled him up from the canvas. The referee was red in the face and screaming blue murder at her but she merely grinned before tossing Lugh through the ropes and into the guard rail. Feenixe slid out under the bottom rope where Lugh met her with a steel chair around the head, Feenixe staggered. The second blow with the chair was one she managed to block although rather weakly and it bounced off, ricocheting off the guardrail and hitting Feenixe in the ankles. The color began to drain from Feenixe's face and eyes, her eyes took on an almost white with small blue flecks color. Almost without pausing, her left hand shot out and caught the chair before it even came to rest on the matting. Lugh had already moved though and was trying for a leg sweep rather than get hit full force by a steel chair. Feenixe bought the chair down, right on Lughs upper thigh, stopping his sweep dead. Feenixe grabbed Lugh by the hair, pulled him up, tossed him over one shoulder and then ran at the guardrail separating them from the audience. Lugh closed his eyes, waiting for the painful impact. What he got was a rather soft landing, followed by screaming, yelling and trampling as he struggled to work out exactly where he had landed. Feenixe on the other hand was already busy making her way over to Lugh.....