Lucy Grange vs Belinda Northman - Clash of the blondes!

Lucy had a penchant for getting put through the ringer, it came with her line of work and her plain ol stubborn nature. This was one of those times, a normal person would probably tap and beg for mercy. Ms Grange though wasn't one of those people, she never considered it. The Brit was going to hang on right to the end, Belinda was really doing a number on that arm, Lucy could feel the muscles in that limb screaming. Damn near tearing at the seams, it probably wouldn't lead to it getting broken though. Not with the ropes being so close......

Sure enough Lucy got her leg on the rope, sweet relief Ms Grange had made it to safety. Belinda had bailed out and the ref was coming over to check on the Brit, the young woman was actually unmoving briefly save for her breathing. Lucy was just working inwardly on her arm, a light twitch alone stung like hell. Ms Grange vaguely heard the ref talk in Japanese, probably asking if Lucy was wanting to continue.

"Yeah.....I'm fine.....just give me a sec....." Lucy muttered out, at this point in the match she was feeling pretty knackered. Gritting her teeth Ms Grange would hoist herself up and grab the ropes with her uninjured arm. Prepping herself back up Lucy would look at Belinda and wipe the sweat from her forehead.

"I ain't finished yet....." Lucy said to the Swede, getting back into her stance. It was getting harder the longer the fight went, Ms Grange was feeling that. But Lucy would be going at this right to the very end so that she could say she did.......

Belinda stepped back of course after Lucy got to the ropes, she would let go like normal...after all the Swede was someone who really stuck by the rules and for the most part if not always played things fair and square. The blond was not someone who'd intentionally wrench on a hold when her opponent reached the ropes and when her opponent was a friend like Lucy then she wasn't one to keep up the hold.

She stepped back and would wait for Lucy to get back up towards her feet, watching the fellow blond wipe off that sweat and let out those words. A slight smile crept up on the Swede's lips as she would nod towards her fellow blond opponent. The Swede would drop down into her wrestling stance, bending her knees a bit and pushing her bum out slightly....arms ready as she would gesture for Lucy to get up and come at her. " Would be disappointed if you were ~"

Lucy was running close to E here, the battering that Belinda had given took its toll on the Brit. But even still Lucy wasn't finished yet, no not yet. Lucy's hurt arm clung uselessly for a moment before the young woman shook it back into action, she was sweating like hell. Lucy knew though that her opponent was knackered too, many opponents felt the hard sting of her offence. At this point in the length of the match Ms Grange could see one of her signature moves being enough to drop the Swede, the London Bridge was in Lucy's mind. But she'd need to set Belinda up in the corner for it first.

The Brit was deciding to go for the offence, at this point it was do or die. Lucy felt the pain in her body, Ms Grange however was stubborn. The sort that would not only argue her point all day long but as well as all night! With that in mind after making sure she'd be able to go into a full sprint Lucy would rush right at the Swede, intent on going for full on offence!

Only to run to the left of Belinda rather than straight on, doing a quick quarter turn and shooting out her left leg to try and clip the Swede in the back of the knee to force her down to one. Then trying to follow up with a hard chop to the neck, Lucy was no where near as agile as she would have been at an earlier point. But she was counting on her unorthodox approach to take the fight right to Belinda here, in the state Ms Grange was in now it was all or nothing......

Belinda bounced a bit on her feet as she waited for Lucy to get up towards her feet, the Swede's ample bosom bouncing as she did...when Lucy was finally up on her feet and looked ready to go, the blond would drop down into her wrestling stance. She raised her arms and got ready for her fellow blond wrestler and just now waited for Lucy to come at her. 

She didn't have to wait long until the Brit started to charge off towards the Swede, Belinda was ready, she was waiting for Lucy to come at her! Yet to her surprise the twin tailed girl came in besides her, circumventing Belinda and then throwing out a hard kick towards the back of the Swede's knee! " Gkh!.." Belinda let out as she was forced to drop down onto one knee, before she took a hard chop to her neck....a thing which caused Belinda to gasp out and fall down onto her hands and knees, her eyes wide as she gasped and coughed out down on the mat.

Lucy was feeling worn out, the thing that kept her going was just her straight up stubborn nature at this point. Every chance Belinda had she'd made Lucy really smart, which was enough to ensure defeat at this length in the match. It was all or nothing at this point, out of desperation Ms Grange resorted to changing her approach up. Relying on the self defence lessons that the Brit had gotten as she grew up, rather than the explosive and highly frantic offence that Lucy used often. With her battered state she just couldn't get the energy needed to pull off things related to it, so it was time to be pragmatic.

Belinda hadn't expected the sudden shift in strikes from Lucy, which meant that the Swede took a hard fall to the mat. Ms Grange normally didn't smack people in the neck, but it was desperation time! Belinda fell down and that was just how the Brit wanted it, now if Lucy could just land her next hit then chances are it'd be all over for the Swede.

Taking a couple of steps back Ms Grange would lift her left leg up as high as it would before quickly bringing it down, in the hopes of leg dropping right down onto Belinda to try and get her attack right on the neck and shoulders to go for a pin attempt and take the fight right out of her!

Belinda had been taken down by Lucy's quick and rather brutal hit to the Swede's neck, she groaned out in pain as she rolled over onto her back and kicked her feet against the mat. She wasn't very happy about that hit, and she was making a bit of a mental note to pay Lucy back for that move....if only she could find the chance to get up to her feet and back into this match.

However, The British girl didn't seem to want to give the Swede the time she needed to get up as she instead dropped down onto the Swede's neck with that leg drop! The Swede's body jolted a bit before slumping down against the mat. Gasping out from the impact....The ref-girl soon slid in next to the two women and started the count.

" One!....Two!..." The ref-girl let out as she managed to get to the count of two before the Swede would try and kick out and shove the woman's leg off of her.

Lucy was thinking that even if she picked up a literal kitchen sink and throwing it at Belinda would have still not done her in enough for a win, Ms Grange was very similar in that respect. And if she wasn't trying so hard to get one over on the Swede Lucy would probably be rooting for her. But that wasn't the case, here Lucy was using every trick she knew to bring Belinda down. The Brit had come to believe that changing up her tactics might be the ideal thing, employ something unorthodox that Belinda hadn't seen her do before.

And with the way the Swede went down that had to have done it, Belinda fell like a sack of dropped potatoes and crumpled hard. Lucy could taste victory on her lips mixed with the beads of sweat dripping from her forehead, or at least she thought she could. Either way Lucy was thinking that could have done it, the suddenness of it all could grant Lucy the precious three seconds of victory she needed......

Belinda kicked out! Kicked out at two! Lucy was jerked to the side and sat there for a moment wondering just what happened. Unbelievable! Lucy thought she had it! Ms Grange balled her fists and hit the mat in annoyance, it was so close! Lucy let out a quiet hiss of frustration, she knew she should get agitated. But Belinda was just always a step ahead, well Lucy wasn't done! The Brit had done almost everything she could think of to put Belinda out. This was it, all or nothing. Lucy would grunt and grab hold of the Swede to set her up behind her in a three quarter facelock, before attempting to rush towards the nearest turnbuckle and leap off it for her London Bridge finisher!

Belinda groaned as she was grabbed by the fellow blond and soon guided up towards her feet...in that three quarter facelock...the Swede felt how Lucy was pulling her towards the nearest corner....something that Belinda couldn't allow. Her arms quickly snagged around Lucy's waist and tried to brace her feet to put a stop to the fellow blond's rush to the corner.

Looking to then quickly lift Lucy up off of her feet and throw her opponent backwards, trying to drive her down onto the back of her head with a makeshift backdrop suplex. She knew she was going to take a nasty bump on her head...but it was worth it if she got Lucy to take just as if not a more nasty bump on the head!

This move had to do it, after all this Lucy could flip Belinda on her back with a hard impact. To make up for the smaller stature of the Brit moves like this allowed her to use her own momentum to cause a powerful impact to take the Swede down once and for all, this would do it. The length of the match had really worn down Ms Grange, she couldn't take much more of this. The London bridge was going to require some pretty damn nimble acrobatics, but the harsh impact would surely guarantee victory for the Brit.

Still the main flaw of the London bridge was that it was pretty blatant what Lucy was trying to do, namely run off to the corner and flip herself around. This was a flaw that Belinda was going to be able to certainly capitalise on, even if she had taken the extensive beating that Lucy had inflicted onto her. It left an opening that could be exploited, which as it turned out.....

Belinda had managed to capitalise on.

When Lucy went for the run up to the turnbuckles Belinda stopped her, then the next thing the Brit knew was that she was getting lifted up. And thrown hard onto her back and head, only with the tiredness that Belinda had it was botch worthy. Regardless though Lucy let out a loud yelp and then slumped down in a crashed heap, her last ditch effort proving fruitless.

Belinda had managed to avoid a rather dangerous move, managing to escape getting hit by Lucy's nasty finisher and with it even had been able to throw Lucy down hard onto the back of her head....though the same was for the Swede as it was a rather clumsily performed counter.

Both of the young blonds were now laid out on the mat, slumped and clumped into a heap as the Swede brought her hands up to her head and groaned out in pain. She kicked her feet against the mat for a second or two and then shortly pushed herself up over onto her front and up to her knees.

She groaned out as she would move closer towards Lucy and attempted to pull her fellow blond opponent up towards her knees as well and would attempt to send a hard forearm strike into the lovely Lucy's pretty face!