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20 December 2013 Troian Bellisario vs Natalie Dormer

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Posted by simguy on December 20, 2013, 9:47 am

Before: "Poor, poor Troian," Natalie smirks at podium, eyes a-sparkling. "I mean, we've all heard of a glass jaw, but a glass body? Troi must have thought the nightmare over when she succumbed to Meghan's fists, but oh no, dear girl - the nightmare is only just beginning. A collapse such as the one Troian suffered is an invitation for every other woman in the division to take her turn at the trough...and girls are hungry pigs when weakness is exposed. We WILL plunder Troian's ribcage again and again. That's just the way of the world. And there is nothing Troian Bellisario can do about it."

Troi showing stoicism at the podium: she's been under relentless fire since going down to Meghan Markle KO1 - Natalie's continued attacks along those lines come as no surprise. "Dormer's a talented podium-performer," Troian allows in rebuttal, "but anyone can see how desperately she's trying to deflect attention from own devastating set back at the fists of Emmanuelle Vaugier. It was Natalie who took the hard beating last time out - not me. I got caught and couldn't catch my breath, but 10 minutes later, I was fine. Natalie went straight to an ice-bath after Vaugier, and was still feeling the effects 3 weeks thereafter. I accept that women are perhaps more interested in my ribcage than they should be right now, but that's easily rectified. A good thrashing of Natalie Dormer, for instance, would go a long way towards proving that Meghan was more lucky than devastating against me."

Troian in neon baby blue bikini top; low-rise boy leg bottoms in black, with neon baby blue fighting belt; small black gloves; curly high pony. Natalie in green bikini, blonde curls in soft frame about her face; small black gloves.

During R1: Natalie methodically at Troian, targeting the body in deliberate fashion. Dormer will pitch a right hand to ribs - her right (back) foot swinging 45 degrees to her right on delivery - then she'll tap the right at Troi's chest, dig a withering hook to belly, and the right foot will swing back 45 degrees to the left. Thumping stuff, Natalie's mitts denting Troi's slender torso...Bellisario grimacing, exhaling through pursed lips at times - she's feeling the heat. Troi banging back in methodical fashion though - she'll place her left hand on Nat's right shoulder, carve the right uppercut in a diagonal track - taking British girl in her tummy or tits, the mitt finishing up at Troi's left ear. Troi alternating hands so she's clouting-torso with either mitt in spots - determined to stand-in and bang. Natalie breaks the stalemate late, pasting her fists right/left across Troi's tummy, momentarily beating Bellisario breathless. As Troian covers up mitts at cheeks, Nat pivots 45 degree to the right, her right hand bracing Troi's leftside ribs while the left hand hooks Bellisario's trunks! Little blurt of hurt as Troi bunches up: Natalie reaches in under Bellisario's arms to tie up, neatly covering up the foul, walking Bellisario to ropes. Ref issuing break: Natalie disengages with a cheap left forearm bracing across Troi's jugs...Bellisario rattled, glaring back hot and resentful as Natalie offers back that smirk of supremacy.

R2: Same again - Natalie looking to impose will with a steady torso-attack - her fists doubting Troian's durability with every lick. Bellisario suffering bravely, keeping dukes up...she's jabbing back to Natalie's face to break up blonde rhythm; trading hot right crosses to mouth; pushing Natalie in her shoulders when blonde girl wants to come forward. Dormer the more insistent vixen - she'll check the face when Troian's trying for face herself, but then it's back to body - blonde girl stooped forward, strong on lead (left) leg, popping her hips/arching her back into thick, draining licks. Down the stretch, Natalie separates herself with a series of whacking sidearm rights in behind Troian's left elbow, beating Bellisario in a little semi-circle to the right. Troi grimacing, lips parting: blonde girl's chopping-torso for points through 2.

R3: Troian grumpy in her stance, elbows tight to her body, dukes at cheeks...she's respecting Natalie's work, crouching to take away body surface - that back (right) foot well back. Dormer happily back to work - hacking that vicious right wide to hip; popping hips-right to rip hooks to paunch. Minute mark, Troian timing her blonde, suddenly steps-and-gets a swinging hook, jamming Nat's chin hard to port as blonde girl's tilting back on her hips, hands at her waist. BLONDE GIRL DOWN! Natalie dropped to her back all lashes a-flutter...she's a hurtin' beauty rolling over right hip to regain feet. Swaying 8, Nattie D and ON COMES TROIAN B! Troi scooting into position, eyes BLAZING with intensity - she addresses the waistline right/left as Natalie shows earmuff, sagging back into ropes. Troi: SO intense; buggwhipping right hand hot-spanking off trembling blonde tummy; scraping left uppercut off the guard; hacking right hand in between the mitts, knocking Nat's head back. Dormer staring, wilting...she slides groggily to her left, guard slipping...Troian heartlessly at her blonde, whipping in wicked lefts and rights, but maintaining optimum distance, never falling in to stop the beat. Lashing the flanks right/left, Troi dips down, lapping her hands right/left against Natalie's trunks: vicious payback buckles Dormer's knees, leaving her helpless in ropes - blonde eyes moist with distress. Natalie crippled, covering up face-in-gloves, rolling her right shoulder into ropes: Troi crowds close on Nat's left hip - beating the right hand off blonde back and flank-ribs; digging left hands up underneath, punching at breasts, hoping for face and THE REF WAVES HIS HANDS! Ref shouting for Troi to get off: Bellisario leans in to bellow at cringing Natalie's left ear, then before pushing off - Troi (standing off Nat's left flank) pounds the dagger-point of her right elbow into Nat's belly, strutting away as the ref FINALLY moves in to cradle shipwrecked blonde. TKO3 Troian Bellisario in brutal fashion.

AFter: Formal decision tells the tale as ref stands between two women: Natalie's cheeks tear-stained, proud eyes subdued; Troian scowling furiously as her hand is raised...she's still at full fighting intensity. "Okay piggies," Troian says in postfight, addressing the interested parties in the audience. "You saw her go at me hard, and I turned her back. You want to kick a girl who's vulnerable? A girl who's down? It's Natalie Dormer you want, not me. Kicking me's like stirring up a hornet's nest. You want a girl to lay back and absorb your shock? She's over in that other corner, licking her wounds and worrying about who's next."