~Show me your moves~ [Levi]

--- Being un-trusting of Cereza was a wise choice that many found out far too late. Now it was a nature that followed Cereza being the one that was unexpected. In fighting there were things that just were expected to come along no matter the unpredictability of a person. The unpredictable lied in the move they did rather than whether a move came. Nevertheless of course he was prepared for her to follow up but there were many ways she could've, there was never just one route. The elbow was indeed limited in range and it wasn't something that was going to go completely unseen but hey had to take some risk right? The course was chosen and applied as he swayed back a little to avoid the connection to his pretty face. Would be a shame no? He quickly grabbed under her elbow and proceeded to push her back.

--- In this moment her instincts kicked it but that did not mean it wasn't thought out quickly as well. Cereza was a quick study and a quick thinker, a great trait she carried with her. She was nothing to snuff at far or close but close range was something she reveled in. She loved the personal nature of it even if sometimes it seemed like the opposite. She trained herself to be this close so her striking in tight spots could still remain strong. The moment he grabbed and applied any pressure to push, her right fist that was ready near her torso shot out quickly straight for his ribs. Here was the difference her strike consisted of having her index finger knuckle extended to strike hard at the floating ribs area. Essentially the strike is known as Ippon-ken or one knuckle strike. Considering the close proximity of them even if struck it should most certainly hurt for a bit.

--- Her left would've most certainly left off his own to stabilize herself by placing it back which made her right her leading leg. Essentially turning her into a south paw like stance which she wasn't so proficient with yet. This was if her strike struck true and in the pain he possibly managed to let go. If so and she was in his south paw stance she would slide her right leg back so her left would lead again. This would give a little gap between the two of them. She would shake off her left arm a little before placing her arms in standard guarding positioning's waiting on him with a smirk on her face still. IF all went well, otherwise...

--- And as she expected him to defend in some manner he had. Cereza knew some things here and there that consisted of more technical techniques. She tended to take things from various styles and incorporated them within her own. Though even with that there were things she practiced and used more than others to gain some form of proficiency. Her strike might not have hit it's desired mark as he blocked it with his arm but no matter. She knew that it digging into his arm would still cause some pain to him. Still she was pushed as her left foot lifted off his left of course not by much height that it would take forever to retouch the ground. Life moved with fluidity not picture by picture.

--- Considering to even had do the strike with her right her hip would've needed to twist a little which is what made planting her left a little easier. Though it would only plant in the sense of stepping on her ball of her foot. Naturally he would need to let go of her arm to avoid overextending himself for his follow up that did not by any means disappoint. She was in a bit of a bind. Completely moving her leg out of the way would be an amazing magical trick if she was able to pull that off, but alas she wouldn't be able to pull that type of supernatural miracle out of her hat. The timing, the proximity gave her little option but one that crossed her mind. Her right knee had been slightly bent so with the timing of his kick that gave her just a small enough gap because it was his back leg and he had to twist his hips; Cereza would twist her knee towards this kick. 

--- The knee would be strong to brace and meet the flat of his shin, this wasn't to say her knee wasn't going to sting a bit but so would his foot. At least she would save her mobility for now. Her right arm having retracted a little from before would hopefully find his chest in the midst of the contact and push a bit to rock a little imbalance in him. If so she would slide her right leg behind her so her left shoulder was facing him once more. Cereza's left arm was back in a ready positioning up in a guard just a little in front of her chest with her right slightly lower. Yeah her right knee would sting a bit if all played out but it could've been worse, far worse. She smiled at him reveling in the atmosphere and his prowess. She wasn't ready to just let him get the win like that, not that early. Goonies never say die~

"Ouch."

--- Spoken with such a nonchalant tone towards him. A little gaping in space would be provided between them now that required one of them to move in a little more for melee range.

--- She wasn't gonna lie to herself and pretend that his shin colliding with her knee didn't hurt. Despite her bracing for it, it was two hard surfaces colliding. Yeah there was a bruise forming for sure and more than likely when she let herself really feel it she'd probably be limping tomorrow. The adrenaline running through her right now wouldn't allow her to show it, even if it stung she was gonna push through it. It wasn't so bad after all. Her lips curled into a smile as she twisted her right leg a little to ease the stinging. He was right thinking there wasn't too much time to defend, yet least not in any other way than the one she ended up choosing. The motion being so minimal it made it the most logical and possible. Thank god she was so adaptable.

"You love my surprises."

--- The moment she spoke Levi moved to step forward Cereza would answer him just as swiftly by checking his left leg at the exact moment it was moving forward. Though it would seem the same as before it was a bit different. Her right leg would pull forward and kick at the shin of his leg; again at the exact moment that it came forward. Had it connected it would've or should've caused a tinge of pain and force his leg back - maybe even cause a bit instability. If so she would capitalize on the momentum by having her right plant on the ground immediately after bending at her knee and hoping forward aiming her left knee into his gut. Her hands would've grabbed his shoulders prior to pull him into it during his instability moment. Sure it left her a bit vulnerable but she was a girl of risk taking. Besides what was that quote again?

'Test fast, fail fast, adjust fast.' - Tom Peters. Sounds about right.

--- Indeed it had no intention of causing any real harm it was just to stop the motion briefly. But in the truest fashion Levi countered her knee with a knee of his own. Again two hard surfaces colliding, fortunately it wasn't her right that ended up in that collision because it would've just increased the stinging. That was probably the case for the Asian lad before her as that was twice his left would've taken a hard defense to that leg. Once to the shin and once to the knee. Did that mean he would be done in this bout? Absolutely not unless of course she continued attacking that area. What it meant was more than likely he'd be limping a little tomorrow as she already knew she would be. Besides he presented her with a challenge, a good real challenge and she was not in the mood for disappointment.

~Shit~

--- She really was expecting something worse than his knee check but of course that was just the first step to stop her motion. A low muffled grunt was heard from the beauty while he winced, her dropping back but rested on the ball of her foot. It hurt it really did. She still had the hold on his shoulders, gripping at his shirt. The tinge of pain gave her pause in her original motion but only so briefly as he choose to take the time to speak. That brief moment in him speaking and then gripping the spandex fabric of her suit she would tug him forward as he tried to pull aiming for a quick headbutt square center. Heh how many girls actually headbutted? Especially the pretty ones? It was possible that if he was committed to his uppercut and the headbutt landed that his uppercut would still certainly pop her under her chin. The strength of the blow might've been a little different but nevertheless if that all occurred she would certainly release her grip and stumble back a little until she steadied her footing. Had he done something else she would react accordingly. The morning was gonna suck at this rate. But hey at least she was having fun~

--- At this point it was certain they weren't making it out that ring without plenty of battle bruises. After that head collision they were going to be feeling that in the morning like a bad hangover probably. Yeah it was a good fight so far. There was no option but to eat the headbutt and the short ranged uppercut to her chin. Moving out the way would've been an amazing feat considering the close proximity and the hold they had on each other. However he had released her shirt yet she hadn't released her tight grip on his shoulders. Technically she gripped at his shirt at his shoulders at this point. She had grunted low with each blow. The fight had truly drawn the crowd in even more so much that Saul had came down to watch his favorite girl get a good fight in. Instincts kicked in and as she clearly reeled back her grip tensed to pull him against his will.

--- They were both rocked undoubtedly by the exchange so she was sure she was gonna win this exchange as more or less he technically won the other. This was the perfect opportunity to perform a sacrifice throw or Tomoe Nage. Stepping and falling back while pulling him her left leg would plant itself on side of his torso, the heel set low by the hip, and toss him hard behind her as she would hit the floor as well. Had she gotten the toss it would certainly create a needed distance even more between them but yeah it would probably add some more ringing. But as she would roll to her side shaking it off, steadily getting in a kneeling position facing him obviously. He would be able to hear a chuckle from her while she remained kneeling with her left knee up and her arm over of it, shaking her head feeling a little trickle on the side of her lips. She would give it a little lick before speaking.

"You might be growing on me."

--- She mused with him, waiting and buying a hint of reprieve.

--- Cereza managed to get the throw in to get him away from her. She needed a moment or two of breathing room from that blow. Her head might've moved a little to left after the essentially deflected headbutt giving the uppercut something to clip but never the less it was still somewhat clean. Despite being used to taking strong hits it didn't make them hurt less. It didn't change the repercussions of being hit by them, as such Cereza was certainly a bit rattled by it. But she was certainly hiding it. It was just in her nature. Had she gotten up faster it would've been a waste of precious energy and honestly it was far to early for her to remotely be tired or out of steam. No no not just yet. A little shaken in the head but not out for the count.

--- Had she rose to her feet so suddenly there was no doubt that she would've stumbled a little and that she could not show him. But the moment reprieve was good enough but he had charged at her a little sooner than completely expected yet all the same she knew he would show her some tenacity. She liked it. Though did he really just say what she heard? In her dominion telling her what it was. Tsk tsk. She smirked though as she would've said the same, hell done the same. He rushed towards her clearly in hopes of not letting her fully recover no lie her vision was a tad shaky but a little more focused than previously but she could've used another moment. Ideally crouching was not a position one wanted to be in yet it wasn't at all a real lost when you're the one waiting it out.

--- The vibrations of the mat grew as he drew closer. Her left would shift a little lower to the ground to make any movement a little easier. She had a few guess what he might go for based on what she might've done. Still a bit rattled at best she saw a shift towards the left instincts told her to duck low probably looking very tarantula like. She would duck initially just before it reached, her goal to be get as low as possible.  She would at best feel the breeze of it sailing over and again relying on instincts her left hand would at the same time shoot up and at an angle that should've struck him in the thigh with a knife hand. Whether she hit or not her real goal was to roll a bit to her left. The ducking and rolling was really not fun for the brunette's head right now. But hopefully if she struck it would hurt enough to give him pause, probably stifle that mobility for a bit. She was kneeling again this time with her hands or rather fingers more touching the mat. She seemed very cat like facing him again. But fuck her head hurt as she smirked at him with devilish eyes, it was her way of hiding the squint that almost came out.