You and two of your friends skipped your afternoon classes at the monastery and ran to watch one of the fights taking place at the fight club. you were young nuns, from the very beginning you were bound by celibacy and the worship of God through your vocation.

you approached the ring, you watched with interest two men hitting each other with their fists when suddenly the ring bell sounded announcing a short break and one of them leaned against the ring barrier and spat out the blood that had accumulated in his throat.. "hey you" he points at you "Come here girl".. "I need your help"

"Huh.." you look at him and walk over, your friends talk all the time "Reya, remember about virtue.."-

"how can I help?" you ask and stand on the podium next to the ring..

Battlin' Jack Murdock he looks at you and smiles slightly "you will give me water and wipe the blood off my face" he is panting and coughing up blood .. "girl really.. I'll beat him in a minute"..

you look at him slightly confused "why me?"

he says and breathes heavily.. "I think the nun won't put any shit in my water" he smirks and the break ends and he approaches his opponent and deals him a sharp blow!

you stare at the man.. you watch his movements.. his beaten body.. he fights as if he doesn't feel pain and you just stand there waiting for the next break.

Jack sits on a chair in the corner and breathes heavily after taking several blows to the chest and nose. you give him water and he rubs his beard and coughs a little when he points weakly at his face covered in blood near his temple and lip..

you lightly dampen the cloth with water and wipe the blood from his face.. you look at his slightly opened blue eyes.. at his mouth with a split lower lip.