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Post by dgs on Sept 18, 2011 1:34:38 GMT -5
DGS sat in his locker room, hunched over on a slatted wooden bench with a wet towel draped over his head. He hadn't bothered changing out of his wrestling gear yet; the black sleeveless vest he'd worn down to the ring had been tossed haphazardly into the corner, and his street clothes still hung in the open locker in front of him. He'd done it. In spite of all misgivings, both from his opponents and from others who didn't think he could do it, he'd beaten Scorpion and Sah'ta Thor. David gave credit where credit was due - both men knew how to wrestle, and both men knew how to fight. But what their match had ultimately come down to was a mental game, one of awareness as well as one of strategy and desire. And on that particular battlefield, he'd outclassed them both. Beneath the damp towel, a smile slowly spread across the Phenom's face. One more match - he only needed to win one more match, and the World Heavyweight Championship would be his. All he had to do was go through an old-timer and a chick. KNOCK-KNOCK-KNOCK David's head snapped up, peeking out from beneath the towel, his icy eyes locked on the slightly-ajar locker room door. "It's open," he said loudly, bowing his head again. There was a moment's silence, as though whoever was standing just outside the door hesitated. David heard someone clear their throat, and the door swung inward. - TBC by Anyone - |
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Post by jacisovereign on Sept 18, 2011 10:12:05 GMT -5
Opening the door, Jaci walked in the locker room closing the door behind her as though she wanted their conversation to be that of a private nature. She was still in her ring attire as well seemingly the both hadn't had the time to change in their street clothes or they both were thinking about what was to come....
Stepping in she walked over to him examining him as shed did sizing him up as she knew he was doing the same to her rather it be from a wrestling perspective or just the simple fact he was enjoying the view either way she didn't mind.
Jaci: I won't introduce my self because I know that we both know each other and know what each other is after. Besides we will come more acquainted at the Pay per view. Where we will settle who deserves to be the mayhem champion...
Smirking slightly she took a stand in front of him arms folded across her chest. Looking down at him she wondered if this was the view she was going to have at the pay per view.
Jaci: What you did out there tonight was very impressive in fact many were rooting against you in the running but I knew better. I look at you and see my only opponent as Drake is more of an after thought, an obstacle they put in the ring to try to make things more difficult. Pretty much making an old guy still feel appreciated, needed...
Tilting her head she squinted her eyes slightly...
Jaci: Though I have to say being in two triple threat matches back to back is a little unfair but I am sure you will be a hundred percent by then... I hope any way. I just came by to wish you luck ...
Sticking her hand out she smiled even this was different for Jaci for those who actually knew her. But threw the years her attitude towards her fellow wrestlers has changed greatly.
Jaci: and Let the best wrestler win...
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Post by dgs on Sept 18, 2011 13:05:09 GMT -5
David pulled the towel off of his head, letting it land in a crumpled heap on the bench next to him. He'd been sneaking occasional glances at her from underneath it while it was on his head, but now, with it out of the way, he could really grasp and appreciate the fullness of her figure. Jaci Sovereign...His eyes traveled up and down her body, taking in every line, every curve, before settling on her eyes. Getting to his feet, he smiled down at her. "Thank you," he said, taking her outstretched hand and shaking it. "Good luck to you as well. I don't normally consider guys and girls to be on the same level in this sport, but you've made a believer out of me." David released her hand and took a step back, and before he could stop himself, his eyes began traveling over her body again. He forced them back up, forced them to stay locked on her face - sizing a chick up was all right when she had her back turned, but not when you were in a conversation with her. So he stood there, struggling to keep his eyes from wandering and waiting for her to respond. - TBC by Jaci - |
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Post by jacisovereign on Sept 18, 2011 15:10:30 GMT -5
She watched his movements carefully expecting the unexpected. To her surprise he wasn't aggressive nor did he seem like a threat at this current time but what she did find odd was the way he started to look at her. It was a mixture of pleasure and a way you should look at your opponent.
Tilting her head slightly she cleared her throat a bit.....
Jaci: Yeah I am starting to do that a lot... you know making guys see women differently. Though that is how I make a living making what seems to be impossible possible....
She began to look at him more oddly as a smirk came across her face. He was trying very hard not to look at her.
Jaci: This... isn't going to be a problem for you when we enter the ring is it? I may be a woman, but if you don't treat me like one of your normal opponents then I can take advantage mighty quickly.
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Post by dgs on Sept 18, 2011 15:29:33 GMT -5
David closed his eyes and took a deep breath.
C'mon, man, focus - you're better than this.
"...no," he said, opening his eyes and looking her in the face, this time without difficulty. "I'll be fine. Trust me, if there's one thing I know how to do in a wrestling ring, it's block out..."
His eyes flickered downward again. He just couldn't help himself.
"...distractions."
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Post by jacisovereign on Sept 18, 2011 16:03:57 GMT -5
rolling her eyes she couldn't help but have her self a chuckle. Maybe it was her choice of ring attire that caused him to be distracted. Putting her hands on her hips she pivoted her weight to the right side.
Jaci: You know I could use this against you. Maybe at War i could find the skimpiest out fit I have available and wear that just to keep you distracted. Or I could be nice and wear something more covered up so if I do win you can't use what I was wearing as an excuse to why you lost....
Smirking she flipped some of her hair over her shoulder. Maybe this is a reason why guys don't like it when girls get on their turf. Cause lets face it men some times rather listen to their smaller head so to speak.
Jaci: But I think I will be nice seeing how the match is a title match and wear something a bit more less distracting just for you...
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Post by dgs on Sept 18, 2011 18:07:01 GMT -5
Tilting his head back, David pressed his hands over his eyes and took another deep breath.
"That won't be necessary," he said, both exasperated with her for flaunting and with himself for being so easily enticed by it.
"Come War, there won't be any distractions or any excuses. When the bell rings, things like gender and size disappear. You'll be just as much a threat to me as Drake Coleman, and believe me when I say that you'll be facing the same Phenom as he will."
He lifted his hands from his eyes and glanced back down at her - she was still smiling at him, like she knew he was saying those things as to reassure himself just as much to intimidate her.
"Although..." He looked down at his boots, sheepishly scratching the back of his head. "Although, if you were to wear something a little less..."
He shrugged. "...revealing, I probably wouldn't complain."
It would certainly make it easier for him to pin her without feeling like a pervert, that was for sure. Then again, he could always just pin Drake, but that was beside the point.
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Post by jacisovereign on Sept 18, 2011 18:44:38 GMT -5
Nodding her head she was very glad that he would be able to treat her like she was on the same playing field as Drake in fact in made her quite happy.
Jaci: That's good to know cause I would hate it if you treated me any differently then Drake. In fact if you did? it would only make me angry and you wouldn't like me when i'm angry... unless that is something you are into.
Laughing slightly she gave him a little wink before she began to take a few steps back.
Jaci: All I came down here for was to wish you luck and to size you up. I think I have you pretty much figured out you flatterer...
Turning slightly she opened his locker room door.
Jaci: So... I will see you at War then?
She asked curiously as though there would be a reason why he wouldn't be there or maybe she was hoping she would see him again before then?
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Post by dgs on Sept 18, 2011 21:04:26 GMT -5
David continued looking at her with his hands clasped atop his head, a knowing smirk twisting his features. Flirtatious little fox, she was playing games with him now. That was fine, though - he was well-acquainted with the ins and outs of this particular game.
"Yeah," he said. "You'll see me at War...and maybe sooner, if you like." His smile changed, taking on a sly, seductive quality. "But as far as you thinking you have me figured out..."
The Phenom lowered his arms from his head. He crossed them over his muscular chest and winked at her, the smile never once leaving his face.
"...I wouldn't bet on it."
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Post by jacisovereign on Sept 18, 2011 22:05:33 GMT -5
Squinting her eyes slightly she smiled at him. This match was going to be fun as well as interesting to say the least. Though at this visit she was there for why she said she was, seducing him was not in her attention.
Jaci: I guess we'll just see about that...
Giving him one last look over her eyes finally met his she smirked, he was defiantly going to be trouble for her in more ways then one. Walking out of his locker room she closed the door behind her.
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Post by dgs on Sept 18, 2011 22:17:00 GMT -5
David watched her go, continuing to look at the locker room door for a few seconds after she pulled it closed behind her.
Tricky girl.
Smiling to himself, he went over to his locker and began unfolding the street clothes that lay within, finally changing out of his ring attire and getting ready to head home for the week.
Tricky, tricky girl...
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