Katsumi Oshiro vs Navi Florges - Hey! Listen!

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The crowd was viciously booing Navi. Even if none of them knew about Katsumi's fear of the dangerous Piledriver, they have seen that the blonde had intentionally broken the pin to beat her up some more, even though she might've been done for the match already.

With Navi having her revenge, she would simply smirk into the crowd:

"What?! Unhappy this bitch got what she deserved?!", she would take some time to address the fans in attendence:

"BOOOOOOOOO! YOU SUCK! YOU SUCK! YOU SUCK!", they would answer back, but Navi would only laugh at them, as she turned her attention to the Punk Princess, putting her foot on the girl's chest in a confident manner for the pin, assured that she had the match won...

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Katsumi looks utterly helpless after the two piledrivers. She's on the edge of consciousness, with the overhead lights blurring in her vision, and the sound of the audience like a rolling wave. She's still with it enough to hate what's happening; what's coming. If she weren't so petrified of piledrivers, she might've been able to turn those around.

"Nnh.."

A boot sets over her chest. She knows whose foot that is. Her chest rises and falls hard beneath it with each labored, ragged breath. Her eyes fall shut, sweaty brow troubled.

The referee-girl drops beside Katsumi. "One!"

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As Navi stared daggers at Kat, and the one count sounded, she was actually getting confident that this was the end for the Punk Princess in the match.

What better way to take her revenge than not even needing her finishers to beat her.

As ref's arm came up for the second time, the blonde realized that she wanted to put a small cherry top in her disrespect towards Kat, as the villainous blonde would reach the height of hatred from the crowd by spitting on the cheek of the Punk Princess!

"TWOOOOOOO!"

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Katsumi's mind is slowly de-hazing, but for now, the most she can muster are her limbs scooting along the mat. Her chest heaves beneath Navi's boot, stomach rising and falling dramatically with each ragged breath. She hears the two-count right beside her head. The force of the impact is enough to tussle her sweat-dampened hair.

But there's something else. A wet little *splat* against her cheek. It isn't the first time someone's done that to her, and it always ignites a certain level of unabashed fury from the Punk Princess. This time, it gets a plaintive, girlish whimper, her head turning away. "Nnhhh-ah!," she cries out in desperation, torquing her torso to the side. Her right shoulder pops off the mat, frozen there in dire hopes that it came in time.

The referee's hand had struck the mat already. Was it by the force of momentum, or was it before her shoulder left the mat? It was too close to say by anyone but the referee. The audience waits on bated breath. There's the slim chance that the decision she reaches is influenced by the despicable display from Navi just then - a desire to see comeuppance. Whatever fueled it, ethical or otherwise, the referee-girl straightens her back and lifts two pairs of fingers.

"Two-count! No pin!"

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"TWO!"

"THRE-----TWO COUNT! NO PIN!", the ref girl would shout...as Navi slowly turned her head with murder in her eyes:

"You...fucking....WHAT?!"

The moment the blonde took her boot of the Punk Princess, she would rush straight for the ref, holding her by the collar, and tackling her into the nearby turnbuckle:

"YOU NEED ME TO EDUCATE YOU HOW TO COUNT TO FUCKING 3?!

"Ms...it was a two count, the match is still..."

"HOW ABOUT I SPLIT YOUR BRAIN MATTER INTO 3? WILL THAT HELP YOU COUNT BETTER?!"

"No. But if you won't let me go, I WILL disqualify you. I've already had enough of your crap in this match", the ref girl replied with no fear in her eyes or voice...

"You...FUCK...", Navi let her go, turning her attention back on the recovering Katsumi: "After this match, you are DEAD. Got that?", she turned back to the ref one last time...

[CyanDimitrik]

The referee-girl has some spice in her proverbial pantry! Katsumi would like that (at least, what with her not being on the receiving end of it) if it weren't for the throbbing, repeated pain pulsing in her skull. She's doing well to remember where she is and pick out individual noises amidst the hum of the crowd. She rolls over onto all fours and immediately begins wiping thhe back of her hand against her cheek where Navi had spit.

In all her years of wrestling, she'd never been spat on. It makes her shudder. Not in a good way.

The punkette gathers her strength and pushes up to her feet. There's a wobble, and she has to adjust her footing. Hands ball into fists, and she turns to Navi - who's still fussing at the poor referee-girl! The cockiness! The brass! She makes her way over to the blonde and reaches out, aiming to grasp her by the shoulder to whirl her around to face her. And immediately upon doing so, she aims to drive the toe of her boot hard into the blonde's belly! And should she bend over as intended, she'll find her head yanked forward and tucked between Katsumi's thighs. Leaning over her, she'll lock her arms around her waist, palms flush against her stomach to pull the girl into the air upside-down in unmistakable piledriver position.

Normally, Katsumi would toss in some sass. But she's too determined to deliver payback to indulge in the moment, to give Navi any chance of reversing things. So just a second after hoisting her body into position, Katsumi would drop to the mat to spike the blonde's head against the ring before letting her go.

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As Navi was too busy talking to the ref, she wouldn't notice Katsumi being up on her feet, as the punk girl would quickly approach the blonde and turn her around in her direction...

...before delivering a hard boot to her stomach!

"GUAAAAAAAAAAH!"

With her doubled over, she was an easy target for her foe, as Katsumi would trap the villainous woman's head, and flip her upside down for a Piledriver position:

"DON-------"

And drop her straight on her head for a Piledriver!

The karmic justice would have the crowd on the edge of their seats as they applauded Katsumi for coming back against her enemy!

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Katsumi rests on her knees after the impact, the cheer of the audience starting to filter in as she takes heavy, labored breaths. Her head lifts, regarding the crowd on one side, then the other with a growing smile; nothing predatory or cocky in it this time. It's such a strange feeling, being so wholly supported by the crowd. She only ever really got that when she'd just started out her career as an underdog. That quickly went away when she started to feel more confident in herself in the ring.

She tiredly points a finger to the nearest turnbuckle, signaling an imminent finisher.

Pooling her strength, the twice-piledriven Katsumi lifts to her feet again - wobble - and she looks down at Navi. With her foot, she nudges thhe blonde over to lie on her back. Hopefully that's where she'll stay.

Moving past her, the Punk Princess climbs the turnbuckle at a slower, unsteady pace before rotating to face her opponent. Her legs straighten, and she stands tall, poised over Navi.

Both fists lift, pulling her already slender body taut. And finally, the girl springs from her vantage point, tucking into a snappy flip before unfurling again to slam her toned, bare stomach across Navi's equally-bare belly in her 450 splash finisher, the Wild Rave!

Following the impact, Katsumi would continue to lie across Navi's stomach somewhat limply, each breath pushing her abdomen hard against the other's, hoping for the pinfall.

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Navi would be completely dazed after the Piledriver, as Kat would nudge the blonde off her side and onto her back. With Navi unable to get a single thought running in her head, she had no choice but to simply lie down the way the Punk Princess wanted her too...

The blonde's daze gave her foe plenty of time to set up for a top rope move...but not just a regular splash or even a moonsault. Kat would slowly make her way up the ropes, the tension palpable in the arena, as the Punk Princess headed up for her last move. If she hit it, the match seemed to be over...if not, than Navi would make sure she paid for it...dearly.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, Kat would be on the top rope, jumping up, and rotating in midair, coming down onto Navi with an impressive 450 Splash!

"GUAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!"

Kat wouldn't have Navi in a normal cover, but it didn't seem she'd need one. The blonde's body spasmed, before coming still, as the ref quickly came towards the two to count the final fall of the match...

"ONE!"

[CyanDimitrik]

Katsumi continues to lie across Navi's belly, her own mashing into her in a somewhat erratic rhythm with every labored breath between them. She can feel the blonde's body spasm periodically under her, and it makes perfect sense. She just ate a piledriver and her splash finisher. Her body is probably struggling to figure out what just happened and come to terms with the punishment it's enduring. But it brings a tired, ragged smile to the Japanese girl's face as she continues to lie slumped over her.

Those spasms don't usually happen unless the body's given in. That's been her experience.

Hearing that first count brings Katsumi to suck in a breath. The referee's hand strikes the mat a second time with a, "Two!" The Punk Princess arches her back as best she can in this weakened state, mashing that body contact as tight with her as her own fatigued physical being will allow. Don't let Navi feel like she can twist free. That's the key. Put as much pressure on that pulverized stomach as she can.

"Come on..!"