LUCKY Katsuragi vs Blake Belmont

[SweetHeart]

Blake's grip twisted deeper into Lucky's hair, yanking the golden goose out of her impromptu nap. She'd drag her to the corner before bashing her face first into the buckle, with each corner smash into the turnbuckle pad landed with a thump. The crowd counted along—five, six, seven—as Katsuragi's legs buckled more with every impact. By the tenth slam, Lucky's eyes had uncrossed just long enough to cross again. Even when the referee finally stepped in, forcing Blake back with a stern warning, Katsu just ended up leaning on the buck and slidding down, before ending up flopping into the bottom buckle, groaning before she'd spin back around, looking up at the lights after the flurry of smashes into the buckle left her in a brutal daze, seated against the turnbuckle!

[killcarrion]

Typically Blake conducts herself with a certain degree of tranquil composure alongside a collected confidence to her catlike demeanor...but on most typical days she hasn't just been savagely punted in her cooch and outright embarrassed by a golden feathered goofball. Blake expressing her discontent to Lucky's objectionable tactics and behavior in as respectful a manner Blake could manage. And that was ruthlessly smashing her face into the turnbuckle until the audience lost count with the referee's admonishment coercing Blake into backpedaling with labored breathes and hands raised to accentuate the fact that she's finally released her foe's head. "Tch, fine...but you can't tell me she didn't deserve it..." Blake remarked to the official as she now began approaching the opposing turnbuckle across from Lucky. The Shadowcat clutching her hands onto the top rope besides her before sprinting straight ahead with every intention of swiveling around at the last second for an attempted hip attack and smushed faceful of Lucky's visage into Blake's certifiably caked backside...