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30 December 2015 Natalie Dormer vs Emily VanCamp

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Posted by Lookout! Boxing on December 30, 2015, 11:09 am

Natalie Dormer versus Emily VanCamp
(Words / Results: Lookout!)

Before: Natalie Dormer, coming to the podium with a snide smirk plastered across her features as she addresses the press, “I've never liked any fighter who thinks she's better than me, especially ones named Emily. I've had good luck breaking those, however and I don't see any reason why VanCamp should be any different. I know she thinks she's special because she's been Bantamweight champion, but I know the way the game is played and I am going to prove to her that I will end up on top when it's all said and done. And it will be done tonight.”

Emily with a little Cheshire cat smile of her own as she shakes her head, “Of course I'm not special because I've been bantamweight champion. There are plenty of special girls who I respect who have never been a champion, but that doesn't mean they don't have what it takes. However, I am special because I'm better than most, if not all, of the bantamweight fighters here. I plan on being one of the best and to do that, you have to take down girls like Nat. Natalie might think she's pretty smart on Game of Thrones, but winter is coming and guess what? I'm the freaking Ice Queen.”

The two of them fighting, with special permission, on one of the sets of Game of Thrones, at Vatnajökull National Park, Iceland, where things are extremely cold. A special tent has been set up, however, for the two to compete in a slightly more warm environment, with a live feed for the benefit of the FCBA audience world-wide.

As befitting the occasion, both girls coming in robes wrapped around themselves, with Natalie emerges in a robe of green, with a brilliant yellow flower across the back with the emblem of House Tyrell, to better represent her character on the show. Natalie slides out of the robe easily as she is clad in a matching outfit, with a green sports bra top with yellow writing across her chest that says “WWMD – What would Margaery Tyrell do?” and a matching pair of panties, with a yellow flower across her rear, with she sways confidently as she struts into the tent. Emily VanCamp comes in with a icy blue robe of her own, which she shrugs off as it falls to the floor around her feet as she is clad in a dark blue sports bra with the words 'Ice Queen' in bright blue letters and across her panties, which are snow-flake patterned, the words “But you're going to be the one who melts.” are written across her butt, sauntering in confidently.

The two of them exchange a stare that is every bit of frigid as the temperature outside, with the ref (wearing a parka) warning them both as the bell rings!

R1: Emily looking to immediately establish pressure via her jab and just seeking to overwhelm Natalie with volume punching. Emily coming forward out of her corner quickly, hammering combos off of the jab. Emily using those long legs of hers to her advantage as she adopts a wide stance, just springing forward to keep her gloves up high, then just jabbing forward, hooking at ribs or rack, then feinting before hammering into Nat's flank with heartlessness. Dormer looking to try to roll with the punches, literally as she is caught a little bit off guard, but sidestepping as she moves her supple waist from side to side. Natalie in search of prime counter-punching opportunities as she bobs and weaves her way around the ring, catching Emily with some hooks towards VanCamp's body to keep testing her, occasionally catching her with a clever cross or stiff jab to demonstrate her commitment. Emily relentless, hounding Natalie across the ring, touching Dormer wherever possible as Nat's work-rate is not enough to keep up. It's a big first for Emily as she sets the pace to kick off the round and never lets up!

R2: Natalie frustrated, though not necessarily hurt, after the first. Emily, however, eager to maintain the pace as she sets up on her front leg and doubles up the jab aggressively to start off the round. Just surging forward and breaking through Nat's guard as she momentarily startled, just soaking up the punishment as Emily keeps up the pressure. But, Dormer continues to bob forward, weaving her way into range as she just sends out rangy rights into Emily's ribcage and torso. VanCamp grunting out as is shocked herself; yet she remains poised, creating space and turning Natalie down the stretch. Emily touching her up as Vancamp is able to withstand the pressure and keep things from getting out of hand for close points here in the second.

R3: Emily has set a frantic pace here in the first two rounds, but Natalie seeking to set her own terms. Natalie absorbs a thudding right shot from Emily hooking into her side, but Natalie quick for revenge as she hooks her to her ribcage in retaliation and then crosses across her chin as Emily goes wobbly-butt. Emily staggering backwards as it's Natalie's turn to put her footwork on display, pushing off of her front leg to pivot around VanCamp and touching Emily up with a jab of her own. Emily still dazed from that cross, continuing to push forward, but unable to initiate offense herself right now as Dormer takes a moment to impose her will. Dormer wading forward, just sliding forward svelte to continue to clip hooks across Em's face, mitts scrubbing across her and just drilling rights into her abs to fold her over as she takes the round wide.

R4: Dormer shaking off ring rust now as she starts to get into a rhythm, just jabbing and pivoting smoothly in counterclockwise fashion as her jabs keep landing hard. Em still sponging up the assault as Nat is peppering VanCamp in spos around the ring, hooking towards Emily's ribs or side-swiping shots to her cheek to swivel her head to the side. Blonde backing up, circling clockwise as Emily tries to weave her way forward, but can't reach her foe here in the fourth. Natalie just pivoting and pounding away at her rival, with a hint of a smirk appearing across her lips here in the fourth as she has VanCamp sitting butt-in ropes to finish off the round.

R5: Natalie moving outside with ease as her own long legs are keeping her moving quickly around the ring, just firing long-distance and mean-spirited bombs towards Emily's face and abs, occasionally striking at Vampcamp's cleavage. Why? Because she can. Natalie just striking away at range, just sliding and pivoting smoothly as she switches to add in some body work to Emily this particular round. Dormer just focusing her offense down low as she chops away at VanCamp around hips, torso and waist, just stroking away with mitts from either hand. It's another brutal job of work from Natalie, just taking over at this point as she walks VanCamp along the ropes and has her breathing hard at the bell. Natalie on top as she just keeps slamming in lithe hooks towards Emily's waist, just whacking away and then exchanging a confident gaze into Emily's eyes at the bell as she struts back to her corner.

R6: Nat looking to finish things off as she keeps up the pressure, pushing her way forward to just crash her mitts off of Emily's torso and bod, forcing Emily to clinch at times to try to prevent further punishment. Emily grunting out, holding Dormer close and spinning around, taking Natalie off balance as she pulls her close. Pushing her foe back towards the ropes as Emily works to get the jab back on target, managing to get her legs back underneath it and just resume where she left off with a systematic touching-up of Natalie. Natalie backing up now, but Emily charging forward to put Dormer on her heels. At the bell, Emily just has Natalie groaning out in protest as VanCamp churns away at her breadbasket. Emily leaving her foe doubled over at the bell as she pounds her way back into the fight, just bodying her foe backwards towards the ropes and then pushing off her all big girl to show off that she's not done yet!

R7: Now, it's Emily pivoting on the outside as she keeps her right glove up high around her face and her left jabs just striking out now with pinpoint precision. VanCamp sliding around on those long legs of hers as she steps into the jab, coming at it from different angles and turning Natalie into harm's way no matter which way she goes. Short, compact hooks coming from the right as she clouts Natalie across her chin and then leaning in with a short, swift uppercut across her chin. It's enough to have Natalie wobbly-butt as she shakes her head “no” at the cool-eyed blonde and a hint of a smile appears across her lips. Natalie defiant, coming forward aggressively as she sends out wild, but rangy rights and lefts to Emily's shoulders and hips. Emily mouthing back “yes” as she backpedals out of range from Natalie, forcing Dormer to pursue. As she does, Emily swings a hard right cross into her cheek, shouting with exertion as she twists from her hips and watches as Dormer's head pivots to the side. All of her anger and power poured into that shot as Dormer falls forward facefirst to the canvas with a thud, pooling down at Em's feet. The ref goes to bundle Emily backwards as she stands over Dormer, but it's in vain as Dormer doesn't beat the count. Emily wins via KO7!

AFTER: Natalie is still slumbering on the ground as Emily's composure is the only thing that shatters tonight – if only for a moment, just bellowing out into the crowd as she raises up her mitts into the air and mounts a turnbuckle to celebrate. A rare smile appears across her mouth, but then the mask reappears as she glares down at Dormer, who is sluggishly making her way towards her feet. Emily licks her lips as she hops off of the turnbuckle and slides off of her gloves. Soon as they hit the canvas, VanCamp is making her way over and Emily slides one arm around Natalie's waist to “help” her to her feet. Emily leans down to whisper into Natalie's ear with a little wry chuckle, “Winter is here, huh, Nat?” as she then goes to tug her upwards, straightening her up to face the crowd as she takes Dormer on a circuit of the ring. It's a dreaded “Walk of Shame” for Natalie as she tries to close her eyes and endure the indignity of it all. It's not made any easier by VanCamp as she grips the back of her hair, forcing her to look out as Emily just gazes over her shoulder into the crowd as well. Emily listens to the whining and groaning of Natalie as she licks her lips, but when she's had enough, she tosses Natalie down to the canvas. Dormer crashing facefirst to the canvas, bringing her arms up to break her fall but Emily plants a foot across her foe's back to shove her down to the canvas as she then flexes her muscles, poses for a moment and then walks over her. Strutting away and listening to the crowd chant “E-V-C, E-V-C, E-V-C!”, as another confident smile crosses Vancamp's lips. Press following as she heads over to her robe to bundle into it again before heading out from the relative warmth and safety of the tent.

Emily says with a laugh, “I know, just like on her show, all she wants is to be queen. But, she doesn't seem to understand QUITE how the game is played and doesn't seem to comprehend what it takes to get the top. I do and I am going to rule this kingdom. FCBA, of course, not Iceland...” Emily smiles, “And I don't care who I have to take down on my way. If Natalie wants to be a queen, that's fine – but I am going to be THE queen. Bantamweight will be my territory and it looks like House Dormer just pledged their allegiance to me. Who is next?” Emily sticks out her tongue and with a wink, struts out of the tent and leaves the question hanging out in the frosty Icelandic air.