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30 Jan 2009 (Title) Ch Sarah Carter vs Claire Danes

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Posted by simguy on 1/30/2009, 8:06 pm

Before: "There was a time when the HISC-3 thought they could triple-up on me," Sarah says at podium, eyes flashing. "I was having a bit of a hard time, and they were enjoying ganging up, bullying me. Shoe's on the other foot now. We'll see how they like being taken apart - one by one. I'm going to rule with an iron fist, and the only way that happens is if I make an example of Claire Danes the way she once upstaged Kelly Packard. Make no mistake - I'm not just going to beat Claire. I mean to torment her." Danes smirking: Carter talking above her weight as far as HISC sorcerous is concerned. "Sarah got by Mish," Claire chuckles, "'got by' - that's not exactly indication of an iron champion. Sarah's feeling good about herself - that's fine - but not only is she NOT a dominant champion, she wouldn't even be able to crack our roster, let alone pick us apart as she claims. She's a nuisance - a distribution champ. When I'm done, she'll be humbled, and the belts will be safely back in our trophy room where they belong." Scarlet bandeau bikini for Claire; small black work out gloves. Baby blue bandeau with ring connection at jugs and hips for Sarah; long low ponytail with bangs framing face; small black work out gloves.

During R1: Graceful maneuvering - girls loping/striding/circling - feinting each other - changing levels with supple waists. Each girl anticipating the other beautifully, flinching back from attacks, then quickly darting to answer: like battling butterflies joining and parting. Different look for Claire: she's using her legs rather than looking to slip-and-slap - fighting Sarah's fight fairly convincingly. No one hurt - hardly any power punches landed. Claire's jab just a touch nippier, probably touches Sarah for points.

R2: Similar stuff - Claire imposing will via a straight, stiff jab, fixing Sarah's position. Carter still lithe, elusive, trying to pounce-in: Danes sliding away from aggression, always looking to counter-pounce. Darting, leggy action deadlocked till late: Danes feints Sarah into a twitchy cover-up; Claire brings the hesitation right, finally striking Carter clean to chin. Sarah dismayed, wiry legs giving a shimmy as she baby-steps to her right, well smote. Small smile Claire, diagnosing what worked.

R3: Sarah doubling her jab, feinting - anything to disrupt Claire's rhythm and reclaim the initiative. Some success for Carter - she's working the jab through to Danes' body - locating Claire, then hopping clear from receipts. Danes calm, starting to turn in pivots and forego actively chasing Sarah down: it's Carter circling, coming in off angles; Claire baiting traps, looking to catch her blonde coming and going.

R4: Similar circling, stop and go engagements - Sarah penetrating; Claire bending at waist, slipping shots, pivoting as Carter slides on past. Danes employing a few cute tricks: open-hand slapping hook to Sarah's right ear while pivoting round champ's right flank; hesitation rights after freezing Sarah with feints. Down the stretch, Claire able to fit Sarah for a perfect kissing cross to chin, locking up champ's sinewy legs. Danes able to flurry her way to points with a brisk polishing of Sarah's flat stomach as Carter's covered up grunting.

R5: Sarah feinting, stepping in off the feint, then electing to dig up into Claire's ribcage with nasty, fish-hook left/right uppercuts. Carter all sinuous and bendy-backed - no backswing on the shots as she dips and rips in close. Good chewing contact - Claire grimacing as she's taken to body: Danes crouching close to smother, then looking to shift onto back (right) leg while swiping the hook. Faces of both women tense with concentration: skills being tested at a high level tonight.

R6: Digging Carter left uppercut snatches at Claire's solar plexus: HISC sorceress grimacing in pain, issues fight's first clinches. Carter pressing her advantage - she's stepping inside more often, dipping and rolling with Claire, looking to snatch limber licks up underneath. Relentless, willowy pursuit from Sarah: she's staying close, keeping elbows in, dukes at her chin as she bobs and weaves, applying lanky lather to Claire's pinking ribcage. Danes frowning, giving ground: occasionally she'll lash back, ducking down as she pulls slender-limbed wallops over the top in hopes of spooking Sarah.

R7: Sarah's lissome persistence to the body pays off: Claire unravels. Vicious dip-n'-rip left uppercut snatches at Claire's sternum early, buckling her knees: Danes backs into ropes, face pinched. Sarah hardhearted - she moves in, squares up lanky - crouching forward in wide stance to menace her foe. Gorgeous, sinewy power strokes from Carter - she's dipping, then lashing - elbows in close to her body for slicing leverage. Rotating her torso, arching her back, bending her knees - Sarah conducts lanky operations - even dropping both hands to her sides as she's bobbing, twitching her shoulders side to side, then hoisting limber leather up into Claire's weary breadbasket. Danes also supple-at-the-hip - twisting and rolling her torso through deep crouches; leaning back into ropes with a stricken expression, trying to make Sarah miss. Through the second minute, Carter's getting stronger, more relaxed - hands dangling at her knees as she dips, points either shoulder at Claire, then straightens to lick in the hurt. Danes beginning to be struck about her cheeks and ears as Sarah swats away up top - Carter pushing off a slender shoulder in Claire's body to reset, keeping hands free. Down the stretch, Sarah with left hand dangling at her side hoists a trio of supple, short-shrugging right uppercuts to Claire's midsection PIK! PIK! PIK!. Danes groans, doubling forward in trouble: Sarah drops her back (right) foot a bit farther back, then bends into cruel, thumping buggywhip right hands, hacking in above Claire's exposed left hip PAK!. Kris Kreuk ringside jumps to her feet, shrieking "FOUL!" at the top of her lungs: Sarah heartlessly continues to hack at paralyzed Danes. Agonized, Claire wilts to her right knee, tears welling; Sarah steps back chest heaving, nostrils flaring, cheeks flushing at the sight of battered, trembling Danes. Final moments clean up more of the same - Sarah fighting supple off Claire's chest, licking and lashing her pretty. Bell: Danes drained, slumping against ropes, mouth open, eyes awestruck; Sarah whirls on her heel, drawing that breath-of-blonde ponytail across Claire's parted lips, giving her a taste. Danes just staring, watching the ponytail and perfect dancer's rump as Sarah struts away.

R8: Claire rallies, attacks. Lissome lasses engaging midring - both girls dangling their hands, leaning in to nudge with either shoulder, then shrugging to lift punches into sleek torsos. Sinewy, bendy-backed licking both ways - girls lovely and slick as they straighten and crouch, twist and roll on the spot. Hands rarely stray above chest level - both women moving their heads very well, trusting to suppleness to keep chins safe. It's bodies they want, bodies being taken in lashing, strapping, digging fashion. Claire tucks a rangy left uppercut into Sarah's solar plexus midway through, winning a shout of pain from the champ: Carter crippled, now showing face-in-gloves as she stoops forward. Claire pitiless: hard left forearm smash takes Sarah in her left bicep, pushing her off stance; Claire arching her back to get up underneath with a series of snatching left uppercuts. Sarah sobbing out into her palms, but sinewy legs hold her up: she staggers and reels under the onslaught, but won't give Claire the satisfaction of a bended knee.

R9: Claire viciously at Sarah - the same lanky, supple, torso-and-leg driven lashing as before. Carter's front collapses - she's routed - staggering away from Claire with bleak eyes; sliding along ropes for support. Danes hungrily walking Foxfire beauty down, establishing on her, then licking and lashing at her: Sarah's ribcage and tummy pink up nicely as Claire answers everything done to her own splendid chassis. Sarah spilling around the ring in disarray, does have moments of focus when she clinches and hangs on for ref's breaks.

R10: Sarah still shaky, but firming - reaching out her left hand to grab at Claire's bandeau top - tugging the challenger forward, spinning her 'round, drawing warnings. Sloppy action as Danes continues to slug lanky - sometimes rangy over the top; sometimes lashing up underneath with the dangling-hands delivery. Sarah finding offence as well - shifting weight to right (back) foot in wide stance, slapping left hooks upside Claire's jaw; laying in with Claire shoulder to shoulder, bobbing in time with her, lifting punches into Danes' throbbing ribs. Spirited, sinuous back and forth - the girls in constant contact with shoulders or extended elbows always measuring. Comes back single point UD10, for the winner and STILL champ - Sarah Carter.

After: Danes blinks once as though slapped as decision is announced: all she remembers is Sarah weakening down the stretch. Carter breaking down into shuddering tears; pushed to her limits tonight - each woman taking 5 rounds from the other, but it's Sarah's lone knockdown that proves the difference. Sarah cruises the HISC corner with all belts, glaring through exultant tears at sullen Packsters: officials quickly moving in to shuttle Sarah to interviews before any mayhem can result. "That's two," Carter says in hard tones. "And I didn't beat Claire with my skills: I did it with my heart. We each tested the other, and I stood while she went down - that's the difference. She knows she was just as skilled as I was tonight: what's going to haunt her is that my spirit prevailed over hers. The better woman won, in the truest sense of the word."