Kate vs Matrim

[Shifty Eyes]

Well well, nice job to you as well! Your here because your strong, and you proved it with that last match- but lets see how you do here! You are flown to a mountainside, elevation of ten thousand feet. the air is thin, and its freezing cold. Whats worse? You are both stripped shirtless- fortunately for one of you, you get a sports bra to cover your goods! But it wont help, not up here! Blizzards hit every now and again, masking and blurring each other from veiw- better be careful, dont want to fall!

You ready? Im ready.

FIGHT

((Every five posts- five for Matrim and five for Kate- a Blizzard will hit, making it hard to see. Kepp track with a number in your post!))

EDIT: Hahaha...nice touch there with the sports bra...

*raises arm and pumps it downward classic celebrity deathmatch style*

ILL ALLOW IT! NOW LETS GET IT ON!

[Kate]

OOC: FOR THE LULS!!!!!!!!!!!!

IC:

This tourney was getting weirder and weirder. Now they were standing in the cold, and who was she looking at? Matrim. Kate had never won a fight against this male the entire time they had known each other. A frozen breath of air escaped her lips and she looked at him...

She was wearing a pair of sneakers, and a pair of jeans. Nothing else. That's right, the one in the sports bra was not Kate McHallin. Matrim was the one they had slapped the sports bra on. She couldn't help it, Kate bit her bottom lip and started to chuckle.

Matrim looked so damn silly.

Kate had an arm across her...goods. And she was trying hard to giggle. One thing was for sure, as soon as they started fighting that arm wasn't going to be keeping her... kosher anymore. Fighting was more important.

[Matrim Gallagher]

(OOC: FOR THE LULZZZZ)

Wearing jeans and a pair of sneakers and a sports bra was Matrim, he thought it looked nice, and it kept his nips from being goo badly hurt. In fact, he liked the look no matter how girly it was, especially with his long hair, he looked over at Kate with a smile on his face knowing the predicament she was in, but... he wasn't going to hand over that little bit of warmth he had. Even if it was literally nothing more then moral support. And of course the support that a sport bra gave someone.

Either way he took off towards Kate, stopping short he threw a right hook towards her chin, and would follow up with a punch towards her gut, his fist in a way so that the back of the fist would be facing the ground. He was aiming to get her to move both of those arms, partially for kicks.

[Keeper Of Secrets]

Ugh Kate I miss your face!

Since I have to decide a winner now. Matrim, grats but no seriously! Love you both <3333