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Post by Deleted on May 3, 2015 16:16:55 GMT -5
The scene opened with Ryan Morgan strolling down a hallway in the famous EHWF Headquarters. He was looking rather smug, having just signed a multi-million pound contract with the company, guaranteeing his services to the business for the foreseeable future. He opened the door, leading to the car park, wandered cockily to his car, jingling his keys... when a face appeared, exiting from the vehicle next to him.
Ryan Morgan: You...
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Post by Deleted on May 3, 2015 17:03:03 GMT -5
Blaise stood there with a smirk. She was going to handle some business at the HQ. In her mind she imagined just getting in and out as quickly as possible. It was the last place she wanted to be. She dragged herself out of bed that morning to go to the meeting she had committed to a previous day. However, when she stepped outside her car she seen a face she just could not ignore. Ryan Morgan... Her sunglasses covered her blue eyes and rather tired eyes. It was a wild night needless to say. Blaise removed them slowly and placed them on top of her hair, staring at Morgan in silence as she did this. He spoke first as the two stared off rather intensely.
BLAISE: Oh, Ryan... Sweetheart, it's great to see you too. [She replied, sarcastically.] Excuse me while I take in a good look of you, you know while I still can... Because God knows how long it will be before you disappear off again? Not like it matters.
She whispered the last comment with a chuckle. Before laying his eyes on Blaise, he looked rather pleased. The diva could only imagine what he was just walking out of. The two were on complete different sides of the divided EHWF. They had a bit of history, one the diva would like to forget at times.
BLAISE: You know you should really not put all your eggs in one basket, I mean if you were smart you wouldn't. But then again...
The diva trailed off with a shake of the head, before flashing a smile. She looked at her phone just to make sure she had enough time to even be talking with this... imbecile.
tbc; ryan ~
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Post by Deleted on May 7, 2015 13:55:26 GMT -5
Ryan shook his head and blinked.
Ryan Morgan: I'm sorry, what were you saying? I caught Ryan and Sweetheart and then I just saw your lips moving...
He zipped up his blue Nike hoodie and started to open his car door. He let out a little laugh before smirking arrogantly. He stopped what he was doing, he stared at Blaise with a certain bedazzlement.
Ryan Morgan: Wait wait, did you say it wouldn't matter if I left again? I don't think that's right at all, do you?
He suddenly became more interested in the conversation. He leaned on his car bonnet and patted the space next to him.
Ryan Morgan: Sit? I don't know what you mean about all my eggs being in one basket... what are you seeing that I'm not?
His face became one of wonder and confusion, although he also felt a strange warmness, a sense of rightness.
tbc - Blaise
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Post by Deleted on May 7, 2015 18:16:22 GMT -5
Blaise watched him pat a spot on his car and she just couldn't hold in a snicker. She wasn't going to sit down with him and have a heart to heart or something. The diva wasn't sure what he was thinking. Perhaps he was confused? She decided to approach the situation in a very blunt matter. There was no point dragging this on any longer. Besides, she didn't have the time and even if she didn't it wouldn't make a difference. Blaise shifted her weight to her left side, folding her arms across her chest. She spoke, without looking him in the eyes, awkwardly staring at the ground. It was always awkward to break the news to somebody, but someone had too.
BLAISE: Look, I'm not going to sit with you and engage in small talk if that's what you think is going to happen. We're not friends. Hell, we don't even have mutual friends, Ryan. I honestly should have put in more thought before speaking to you, because if I had known you would want to get all close and personal, hold my hand and take me to dinner or something I would have just steered clear. My mistake.. You know I don't know if I didn't make it clear, because I thought it was obvious. Just in case it isn't I'm put it real simple..
She leans in close towards his ear and whispers.
BLAISE: Ryan... I don't particularly like you.
She takes a small step back, still in close range in front of him as he sits. Blaise then sarcastically continues on.
BLAISE: I know, surprising, right? And I'm not going to further explain what I mean because it's insane that your brain cannot figure it out on your own. But you know maybe I'll put it like this, you return and you basically latched yourself on a sinking ship. Not that I care or anything, but a part of me feels the need to let you know because I know in that teeny tiny brain of yours you wouldn't be able to see that for yourself. It's like when you see a blind man crossing the street and he almost walks into a running car, you know? You gotta help people when they did help... You never were too smart [Muttering..] or talented , BUT you've got the looks and the charm. And that's cool too, Ry.
She pats him on the shoulder with a devious smile.
tbc: ryan or perhaps anyone thats relevant ~
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Post by Deleted on May 8, 2015 16:23:27 GMT -5
Ryan stood up, opting to no longer rest on the bonnet of his car. His face filled with shock and surprise. He had planned to launch a scathing attack on Blaise, slagging her off and talking down her ability. The problem of course, is that Blaise had beaten him to it.
Ryan Morgan: Uh, right... thanks. It's good to know you think I've got the looks and the charm, anyway. Aint nothing like a timely confidence boost!
Ryan smirked and shook his head.
Ryan Morgan: I don't know what possessed you to have that little rant but I'll tell you right now, your rant is over. You need to respect who you're talking to... yeah, that's right, you're talking to the next EHWF World Champion. I'm not on a sinking ship, lass, I'm on an aeroplane flying high into the sunset.
Ryan dropped back into a calm, playful tone. He dropped back onto his bonnet and looked relaxed.
Ryan Morgan: Thanks for the advice, mate. You know what, I think I'll carry on as I am... this ship isn't sinking, heck, I don't even know what you think is going to happen. I'll tell you this though... in the not so distant future, I'll be EHWF World Champion.
Ryan closed his eyes and rested on his car bonnet, seemingly content to drift off to sleep.
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Post by Deleted on May 8, 2015 18:37:52 GMT -5
She watched him with a contempt expression on her face as he relaxed on his car.
BLAISE: You really are something else. That's not a compliment. Now humor me, what exactly makes you worthy of a title shot?
As Blaise looked down at him, her disgust grew. He didn't even have the decency to open his damn eyes and look at her when she was speaking. He laid there as if he were in the comfort of his own home... Ridiculous.
BLAISE: There's this weird idea that's probably foreign to you and it's this thing in which people actually "prove themselves." Strange, right? You see interrupting a match doesn't exactly qualify as making you number one contender unfortunately. But you know, I have to say I'm so excited to watch your big match tomorrow night. Maybe then you will show us all what you're made of.
She emphasizes "big" with a grin on her face. He was basically facing... dumb and dumber. It was a guaranteed win, however it wasn't exactly what you wanted if you were trying to make something of your career. Judging on his match this week, he had a long ladder to climb in order to achieve his goal.
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Post by Deleted on May 9, 2015 5:11:10 GMT -5
Ryan continued to talk to her with his eyes closed, whilst still leaning on the car bonnet. As Blaise grew visibly frustrated, or perhaps disgusted, you could see a little smile appear on his face. The former Corporate Powers golden boy continued.
Ryan Morgan: Sometimes, mate, you just have to go to the interview to get the job. It's not all about proving yourself, it's not all about showing passion and bla bla bla.... it's about what and who you know. Are you understanding it? Are you getting it? I've got this place rigged.
He opened his eyes and took a more serious approach to his next words.
Ryan Morgan: There's a huge freakin' bomb about to go off in the EHWF... and I'm the one who's pullin' the trigger. I know how to do it and I know when to do it... and I already know where it leads. You don't need to advise me, you don't need to tell me about anything. If I were you, I'd get on the right side of the division and start showing some worth. If you don't, in the not so distant future, you could find yourself buried. Buried like David Arnold will be...
The mechanic smirked, this time it was almost evil.
Ryan Morgan: Sure, you've got the looks... and the personality. It's just a shame that your brain lets you down.
Ryan tapped his head as he said those words. He smirked, clearly happy that he'd turned her earlier words back on her.
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