Post by oddmanout on Jul 5, 2018 7:54:17 GMT -6
Before: Claire Holt’s big break came at Margot’s expense back in 2013, and she has never forgiven her. Claire rolling her eyes, “I know, I know. But answer me this: If she can be taken out of the fight with one punch with no backswing, what did I take from her? Isn’t it better for her to find this out then?”
Ringposts-in-sand setup. Claire in her trademark gold-scaled beach fighting bikini, black gloves, hair wetted and slicked down. Margot in pink triangle-cut bikini with white trim, white gloves, chin-length hair pulled back.
R1: Strong stances, rugged punching, both girls leading with short rights, back with clanging hooks and MARGOT GETS ROCKED! Robbie on her heels, Holt bangs her ropeside with a fusillade of lefts and rights. Margot shaking off the cobwebs, starts pitching from the hips--it’s two-way, face-first, free-for-all at the ropes. Vicious action, blondes punching with each other--sometimes Robbie catching Holt, sometimes the other way around. Bell sounds--neither girl lets up--ref gets involved, Claire taunting Margot over the man’s back.
R2: Still that same turn-taking mayhem, but Claire adding wrinkles, She’ll jab at Margot’s guard, then sink in the right hand to the body, then hook hard to cheek as her arms flinch down. Holt stepping purposefully to the side, turning Robbie, making her move her feet more, Margot’s output drops a little, but she still has her moments. Claire getting shoulder to shoulder and wearing out Robbie’s midsection with beefy hooks, biting ‘em in, and curling ‘em back to her waist to reset.
R3: They've settled in - it's hardhearted, grinding, shoulder-to-shoulder bludgeoning toe to toe. They'll crowd each other with a shoulder, walking the opponent to ropes and feasting. Tight, close-cropped punching - gloves exploding off skulls, shoulders, chests with bright spanking impacts. Margot having the better of it – Claire’s back to the ropes as she bobs and weaves. Robbie will swat a hook to Holt's ear, then double down HARD amidships, fitting that hook in snug behind the elbow. Margot's combinations coming in chopping, clouting bursts - bashing against the torso and skull, rocking Claire back with spluttering expressions. Holt hard pressed - arms crossed at the apron, fighting back in spots, but she can't back the other blonde off in a strong Margot third.
R4: Hard banging, noggin to noggin slogging - this is what the people came to see. Two-way bludgeoning, girls mouth-on-shoulder with each other and just belting away in turns. Lights dimming in both pairs of eyes - fight staying basic in this round: hurt the other girl, ignore the pain. Both love to tap the body, get into the waist thick, then try to double up something to the chin - both girls lifted onto one foot at times as chins soak up good stout leather. They reach in and writhe, brawny shoulders and rounded arms squirming for supremacy in greasy embraces, but neither wants to stop punching for long. Final minute sees Claire inch Margot backwards, finally pressing her ropeside: blonde covers up dukes at temples, grits her teeth and gives up her body as Holt squares away. Claire salts away the round, pounding the points out of Margot's waist and flanks, making hard eye contact at the bell as if to say, "you've had your round, now it's my turn."
R5: Claire crowding again, reaching under Margot’s arms to chest her into ropes, making her take weight. Robbie unable to extend on brawling punches as Holt practically crawls into those trunks to help herself, Claire working bump-and-slug, nudging the left shoulder, tidying up short, shrugging lefts and rights, then bodying up to smother the receipts. Margot reduced to shoving Holt back but waiting her turn too much--just allowing Claire to squirm and writhe all over her at the ropes, Final seconds, Holt butters up the judges with a pretty shoe-shining of Robbie’s rack. Margot squawking in outrage, helpless as Claire just twitches shoulders side to side, swishing her mitts across mounds for points at the bell.
R6: Margot badly hurt to the body, regroups behind her jab, busting Claire in the chops and taking initiative. Spicy right crosses catch Holt at medium distance: she earmuffs up, cranes forward to try to weasel her way inside. Margot sidesteps right, dragging her lead foot, bounces a tangy left/right off Claire’s guard, then jabs left ear while taking another step right. Holt scowling, getting touched up: she stamps a stiff left jab to Robbie’s breasts, takes a ROCKET right in return--SHE’S STUNNED! Claire’s knees buckle from a short right cross: Margot baring her teeth as she steps in on left foot, hooking Holt’s underbelly. Robbie’s turn for the shoulder bump, Claire tottering back in disarray, hitting the ropes, stoops forward behind her mitts as Margot squares up. Merciless beating for Holt, Margot blistering midsection with sidearm right hands, then jacking her up with short-jerk left uppercuts breasts and face. Claire straightens, leaning into ropes for distance: Robbie pours on a right cross clean to chin, hammering her head back over top rope, Crowd screaming as Holt instantly relaxes, lolling forward as curvy legs hold her up. Robbie shoves Claire into ropes, then beat her a thick right/left to waist: Holt trying to earmuff-up and ride it out. Robbie clobbering away, Claire swaying on the spot as ref has to enforce the break.
R7: Claire gets ridden hard to the ropes as Margot breaks over her like a tidal wave. Robbie wants it all - the belly, those hips, the flanks, and that hated face, putting on a systematic beatdown that brings crowd to its feet. Margot working hard, face red as she dips and pumps one, two, three right hands into Claire's midsection, accepting the slumping blonde into her arms and bulling her upright. Robbie going for it, throwing in her reserves - Holt helpless but trying to hang on: if she survives, she knows Margot’s got nothing left. Not for the faint of heart, Claire shuffling to her right, face in her gloves, drowsily bending forward: Robbie baring her teeth and digging, getting hips and back into the punching, bodying up to keep Holt pinned down. Merciless onslaught goes on and on, Claire propped up and battered, head swinging freely as punches tag her chin and FINALLY she goes down! Holt sprawled on her face - exhausted Robbie stepping back, breathing hard, then lifting her mitts in triumph. KO7 in brutal fashion as Margot levels the playing field!
After: “Yes! Yes! She can’t beat me fair and square! This is MY time and those are MY belts, you hear me Kaya! That title shot is MINE!”