Belinda Northman Vs. Aisha Love

Belinda was quite surprised to find Aisha showing off towards the crowd, it got a slight smirk on the Swede's face as she was pretty happy that her opponent wanted to rile up the crowd. The blond cutie wasn't about to get beaten up by this newcomer though, as when she saw Aisha step up over her. The Swede's gaze would follow the pink clad fighter all the way towards the ropes as she then saw her jump off of them and try and go for that lionsault. 

Rolling towards the direction that Aisha was, she'd attempt to roll in under her jumping arch and have Aisha crash down chest first into the mat!

Aisha had no time to shield herself as she landed hard chest first down on the mat, groaning as she clutched her wounded chest, rolling over to her back. She wasn't expecting Belinda to counter so quickly, something that could cost her greatly in this match.

((Thanks, always screw up the name of that move.))

Belinda pushed up to her feet as Aisha was down in pain and started to roll over onto her front. The blond beauty wouldn't let her catch her breath though, landing on that generous bosom would probably have hurt...that just meant that Belinda knew what she would do. She'd run towards the downed Aisha and attempt to raise her right arm, that had the padded elbow and in the run swing herself around and drop down. 

Looking to come in with a painful running elbow drop and drive that padded elbow straight down into the cute pink haired girl's chest.

((No worries))

The elbow landed square into her chest, Aisha crying out as her bosom was rather violently squashed. Even with padding it did little to quell the damage now sustained. Her legs stomped around for a bit, clutching her wounded mammary. She'd roll around a bit, trying to get some breathing room. She would have pay back such an attack in kind latter, but for now, the pinkette needed to just survive.

Belinda would push herself upwards and lean down to grab a hold of Aisha by her head, looking to pull the woman up towards her feet so they were face to face. Looking to pull Aisha's head in underneath her right armpit as her left hand would reach down to grab at Aisha's outfit. 

The Swede would then try and swing herself backwards and throw Aisha along for the ride as she'd attempt to toss the pink-haired beauty down onto the mat with a lighting fast snap suplex to try and keep her momentum going!

Aisha offered no resistance to Belinda as she was grabbed into the hold, it was only once under her armpit that she gave some resistance and struggled, but was soon grabbed by the leotard and caught into a snap suplex, "Urgghh," she groaned. She was still in the hold afterwards, disoriented.

Belinda's engines were revved up now and she was ready to lay the hurt on the pink haired woman. After hitting her with that quick snap suplex, the blond would kip up to her feet and shoot her arm up into the air. Rallying the fans behind her as she got a loud roar of approval. 

The Swede turned her attention towards the downed Aisha and would proceed to try and lift the woman up to her feet, facing each other. Belinda would slip one arm around Aisha's shoulders and then move the other in between her opponents legs to try and then scoop the woman up into the air, tilt her upside down and slam her down to the mat for a quick and easy scoop slam!

Aisha was slammed down groggy, being tossed around a bit which wasn't to well of a thing. Once back on the mat, she began to roll away towards one of the ring posts, laying there trying to will herself up. She still had the strength of course but it was a somewhat mental aspect, fueled by a biting pain in her back and a bruise or two developing here and there. The match was still fresh however and Aisha wasn't willing to back down without a fight, simply motioning the actions of slowly getting up.

Belinda would roll her shoulders and ready herself to keep going, Aisha had been able to roll away from her and get towards the corner but Belinda wasn't about to abandon her advantage just yet. She would narrow her eyes and wait for the pink clad woman to start to rise up towards her feet. Bouncing a bit on her feet, the Swede would then attempt to take off running towards Aisha.

Looking to come in like a bullet train and then leap up to try and drive both of her feet right into Aisha's chest and drive her back into the corner! With a quick dropkick!

Aisha knew what she had to do. Seeing the drop kick aimed for her, the pinkette quickly countered, ducking and sliding on the mat to avoid the drop kick, letting her opponent slam right into the turn buckle. Picking herself up again, she would try to rush for ward to a nearby rope and come back to slam her rear right on her, launching her self up as she does so. She was going to try and turn the tables of this match one way or another.