Fight Club With [personal profile] lauronica_mars

Mar. 29th, 2018 11:53 am[personal profile] countess_karnstein
countess_karnstein: (Ella)
After Lara had left the apartment Ella spent the next few hours trying to process everything that had happened in the previous twenty-four. She contemplated the rescue and how she couldn’t leave Lara to the hands of those mind wiping idiots that operated against her rules. Then how Lara couldn’t follow simple instructions and always tested her patience with added frustration. It would have been much easier to wipe out the club and the students effected, blame it on animal attacks or hide the bodies. The security team and clean-up crew were always at the ready to covertly handle the problems she might have but when Ella ordered the students to be saved the silence from her staff was almost deafening.

The vampire Dean known to be uncaring was suddenly sparing lives. The news of this whispered amongst her staff and found its back to the board quicker than intended. Within a couple of days even Mattie had called, wondering if Ella was starting to go soft. Still Ella didn’t back down, she kept her promise to Lara and all lives were saved. Students blissfully unaware of just how much danger lurked around them on the campus.

Within a week Ella made sure that Lara’s friend was safely returned to their dorm. Her vampire subjects posing as students delivered LaF directly to Lara’s room. Meanwhile Ella kept her distance and spent the remainder of her time being extra cold and ruthless to students to compensate for people thinking she had a heart. On one of her particularly bad days she was conversing with a science teacher outside of the department and out the corner of her eye she watched Lara walked across the grass with her friends. In that moment the person talking to her had no idea clue their words were going in and straight out the other side.

She would have contacted Lara sooner but the girl had seen and experienced a lot. Ella thought it was best to give her some space at least to adjust to finding out the supernatural was real and more around her than most people know.

Thankfully towards the end of what felt like the longest of weeks, it was time for their date. Ella had the location and time and no idea what to expect. Instead of her usual smart and expensive looking attire she dressed down to her favourite black leather jacket, grey tight jeans with high rise boots where the heels complimented every step of her walk in the best of ways.

She drove to the location, far away from anyone recognising who she was and after navigating a few streets there was couple of bouncers outside a black matted door between a bar some sort of closed building. It was the only logical place it would be and a simple flirt with the guards got her in without any fee to pay. Inside the metal steps echoed the further down she went, eventually leading to a well lit room where a large overweight man sat picking food out of his teeth.

“Been here before?” He grumbled, barely looking over his computer monitor. Ella was about to answer when he cut her off. “You place a bet, you lose, your problem. You start a fight and its game over. Only fights happen in the ring, outside of that you’re banned sweetcheeks.” There must have been a button the other side of his desk as the metal door to the side opened and noise erupted from the inside. It was as if he opened the door to a metal concert. The music boomed, people were cheering and Ella couldn’t believe what she was seeing.

She wouldn’t have expected that under the streets a venue like this could exist but there had to be at least hundreds of people from ground level all up on different tears and platforms huddled together around this one circular caged ring in the centre. The instant smell of blood filled the air, causing her to look directly into where two women were fighting inside the cage. Both covered in blood and bruises.

In order to curb the cravings and distract herself, Ella did the smart thing and headed for the bar. In between ordering a drink she text Lara. ‘Come find me at the bar? X”

Date: 2018-03-31 05:56 pm (UTC)From: [personal profile] lauronica_mars
lauronica_mars: (Default)
The texts Lara had sent Ella in the wake of getting LaF back, and other texts, had been deleted from her phone. After all the reason she had such a poor excuse for a phone was so she couldn't send selfies, and she knew her mother would check her phone when she got home. She'd never pointed out, of course, that she could easily have turned herself into a professional cam girl with that webcam of hers if anyone wanted to watch.

Her text back was fast. "I'm in the dressing rooms with Jack, giving him a pep talk. Tell them that you're Carmilla and you've come to see Jack and they'll let you through." She didn't of course realise that Jack was planning on threatening Ella, in part to check that she could cope and in part because he cared for her.

Laura herself was dressed almost as innocently as possible in a white floaty scoop-necked top and a white miniskirt, sticking out like a sore thumb in this place where black leather was more common than anything white.

Date: 2018-04-02 06:15 pm (UTC)From: [personal profile] lauronica_mars
lauronica_mars: (Default)
"Jack!" The alarm in Lara's tone was more a warning than anything else. "Ella!" And there was reprimand in it both times. "Break! Both of you." Lara was already moving, trying to step between them and then swallowing as she realised Ella might take the ring command the wrong way.

"Jack, you swung first. Please don't attack my girlfriend. Ella, Jack is who we are here to watch. Don't break him before the fight. Or even after."

"Sorry." Jack wasn't struggling and had heard the break command. "I thought you were Ivelisse there. And I've considered a restraining order for her."

Date: 2018-04-03 06:33 pm (UTC)From: [personal profile] lauronica_mars
lauronica_mars: (Enthusiastic)
Lara opened her mouth to say something, and then her mind processed Ella's request to borrow the cage and understood what her girlfriend was planning. "God... no." Her shiver was visible as was the way the suggestion turned her on. But she wasn't ready for anything remotely like that.

Jack laughed, knowing Lara well enough to read her reaction for what it was. "You get her then? It's about time someone dragged you out of that shell, Lara." He turned to Ella. "But force her into anything she actually doesn't want and I'll do to you everything she won't because she'll protect everyone but herself."

Date: 2018-04-04 08:17 pm (UTC)From: [personal profile] lauronica_mars
lauronica_mars: (Default)
Jack smiled. "Seven. Pete trained precisely for the full three rounds and doesn't realise what the crowd's giving him or that he's paying for it physically. He'll either win in two or be barely strong enough to defend himself at the start of three."

"Now why does that sound like you're almost quoting someone?" Lara's tone was teasing.

"I wonder." Jack's tone was dry. "Tia you've met Lara before. This is Ella, Lara's girlfriend. And apparently her mirror, even if both of them could compete at straweight. Ella, Tia." He was utterly oblivious to any jealousy in the room - or that Tia was interested in him.

Date: 2018-04-07 08:58 pm (UTC)From: [personal profile] lauronica_mars
lauronica_mars: (Default)
Jack barked a laugh. "She's dressed as aggressively as a punk at a Southern Baptist service. What ever gave you the idea she was vanilla?" Tia was out of the door before she was able to answer.

"Oh, if both last all five rounds they both leave." Jack shrugged. "Same reason they have rests in boxing. This is about entertainment and we don't want people to drop by running out of gas."

"Five rounds, three minutes each? We used to practice at five and five before you got too good." Lara grinned at Jack, slapping him on the shoulder. "You've got this."

Date: 2018-04-09 05:32 pm (UTC)From: [personal profile] lauronica_mars
lauronica_mars: (Everyone's happy - even KrampusVamp)
Lara smiled. "We've an invitation right to ringside just outside the cage. Best seats in the house."

Jack grinned. "I'm the underdog but everyone wants me to win and Zack to get his face beaten in. And we've been having a war of words over YouTube and Twitter for the past month."

"You ready, Jack? And are you, Ella?" Laura was almost bouncing on her feet as Jack smiled and headed down the corridor.

They would almost be at the ring when Ella would notice the barrier; vampires, werewolves, and a range of other supernatural beings simply could not set foot within the cage. Lara actually could on the other hand; it didn't block witches.

Date: 2018-04-10 09:42 pm (UTC)From: [personal profile] lauronica_mars
lauronica_mars: (Not what I signed up for)
Lara groaned, staggering out of the ring clutching her ribs and with vivid splashes of red adding vivid colour to her pure white t-shirt and miniskirt. In the third round of three 'Lilith' had thrown the kitchen sink at her in an attempt to either take her out or make her tap out before she ran out the clock. And she'd almost succeeded, leaving Lara with one eye swollen shut, a cut on her forehead trickling blood near the other one, and some separated and cracked ribs.

Not that it had all been one way; Lara had opened by breaking Lilly's nose, which was part of what had made the fight so brutal, and one of her eyes was also swelling closed but she'd taken nothing like the number of body shots Lara had. Still, every time she thought she'd found a way to put Lara down it had turned out Lara was bluffing. But there was no doubt who'd got the best of things even if the crowd had been on Lara's side, willing her to hold out to the end of the third round against the woman who was quite open that she'd been thrown out of the UFC for steroid abuse.

"Ella." Lara groaned, staggering out of the cage and throwing her arms round Ella's neck. "Sorry I didn't come close to winning." Not that anyone except Lara had thought she had a chance at the start. And just by going to time she had a fairly substantial prize.

Date: 2018-04-11 06:11 pm (UTC)From: [personal profile] lauronica_mars
lauronica_mars: (Being Protected)
Lara opened her eyes blearily, whole body feeling stiff and as if she'd put it through the wringer, and in front of her was a mound of black fur. Ella. So she threw her arm round Ella's neck and nuzzled into her back as what she'd done yesterday came back to her.

No wonder she felt stiff and full of aches and pains, but not as full as she ought to. In particular her eye was nowhere near as swollen, and her ribs felt better than they had any right to. And she felt mentally for her magic, realising her power level was higher than it had ever been. Not that it should have been as surprising as it was; she'd been the passionate focus of a couple of hundred people's hopes and wishes, and also of quite a lot of destructive intent on both ends, far more than she normally had.

"Are you awake?" Lara's voice was soft as she spoke to the panther lying in front of her. If not she could lie there for a while.

Date: 2018-04-11 08:24 pm (UTC)From: [personal profile] lauronica_mars
lauronica_mars: (Flirting)
"I am, thank you." Lara smiled and tried to tug Ella closer. "You had me healed? Thank you."

She frowned, her tone turning a little self-recriminating. "And I should have known better than to get into the ring when rusty and not in training. I might not have won that if I'd been at my best." But her tone said she knew it would have been close.

"And I gathered so much power from that! I wasn't expecting that!" Lara smiled still trying to tug Ella closer.

Date: 2018-04-12 11:28 am (UTC)From: [personal profile] lauronica_mars
lauronica_mars: (Default)

Lara looked at her. "Sorry. And I won't even try and promise nothing like that will happen again." Her smile was wry. "You wouldn't be interested in someone meek and submissive other than in short bursts. But I will try to think of you before jumping into things."

She smiled, reaching out to stroke Ella's face. "I'm glad you didn't have me fixed to good as new; I like to think I'm better than a newborn baby as well as not wanting anyone else hurt." She looked at Ella. "But the only bone I've upgraded so far has been my skull. And it's slow and tiring, although my ribs are getting it next." It was a semi-transparent attempt at deflection, because upgrading bones wasn't anything in the books Ella had given her - instead it was an idea she, Perry, and especially LaF had put together. Many witches and wizards had upgraded their physiques, but that was known to burn their magic to maintain and was generally considered almost pure vanity.

Date: 2018-04-12 12:19 pm (UTC)From: [personal profile] lauronica_mars
lauronica_mars: (Default)

"Sidestepped every rule in the book." Lara shrugged. "You don't channel energy into living cells because they adapt and rely on the magic. I'm not. I'm basically tattooing them. You don't transmute bone because there are counter spells and low magic situations that could reverse them. Except for chemical changes. You don't make small scale changes to organs because of complex visualisations. This isn't complex. You don't add inorganic elements to your body. But carbon isn't. So none of the reasons apply."

She smiled. "Tattoos are fine as are bone tattoos. I'm basically tattooing my bones with carbon nanotubes. Tougher than diamond, doesn't shatter, and magically neutral because carbon. So if someone were to shoot me between the eyes with a teflon bullet it wouldn't penetrate my skull. Wouldn't protect me from whiplash or concussion but my skull would be unbroken and my brains on the inside."

Date: 2018-04-12 12:40 pm (UTC)From: [personal profile] lauronica_mars
lauronica_mars: (Default)

"Do what?" Lara blinked. "Make my bones effectively unbreakable? Breaking an arm, a leg, or a foot hurts. And reinforcing my bones might work magically like tattooing but the method isn't the same at all. It's basically one touch of one needle per bone per session, and the rest at worst feels itchy as it spreads out from that one point."

Date: 2018-04-12 01:02 pm (UTC)From: [personal profile] lauronica_mars
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"I just told you? Breaking bones hurts." Lara blinked. "I don't see what the big deal is?"

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