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Sept 26, 2015 21:22:42 GMT -5
Post by Deleted on Sept 26, 2015 21:22:42 GMT -5
It was pre-War and emotions were running high. Especially for the EHWF champion, Blaise. She was being fitted for one of her outfits that she would debut for the paperview. It was one of the biggest matches that Blaise has had here yet in the company, so it meant a lot. Everything had to be perfect, but of course it was the complete opposite from what she wanted. Nothing was going right. She walked out of her locker room, wearing the outfit that had been sowed just for her with a frown on her face. It was about two sizes two big, which meant that Blaise was going to have to spend even more hours waiting around for it to be fixed. It hung off her body and was far from flattering. It was embarrassing to even have to walk into the hallway like that. For the past few days all she had been doing was preparing for this match that she had probably gotten only ten hours of sleep in the past three days. The diva was running on nothing but coffee. All day long she had been practicing to perfect moves, but not push herself too much so she would still have a lot of energy left in her for tomorrow.
BLAISE: Are you kidding me? I look like a damn child in this outfit. I don't fucking have time for this...
She huffed as she stormed back into her locker room, undressing quickly. She walked out of the room and handed the outfit back to the seamstress, who merely sighed and made quiet sassy comments to herself about the diva's behavior. It was exactly what she was being, a complete diva. Blaise certainly wasn't making the process any harder. Blaise stood on the side of the hall, beginning to get fitted once more so that it could be fixed in time for the match. She had little patience and the last thing she was in the mood for was any kind of form of interaction.
TBC; Anyone...
OCC: Got bored and figured I would be sociable. o.O
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Sept 26, 2015 23:26:30 GMT -5
Post by Deleted on Sept 26, 2015 23:26:30 GMT -5
Walking in the hallway is the man who will be competing against Bill Ryder for the Junior Heavyweight Championship. Tyler Gates wasn't shy about expressing his opposition to a title labelled "Junior", but he was against Bill just being given the title. He saw Blaise standing there and snickered at her antics as he approached her. The two never really have spoke before aside a few comments here and there in the ring last week in their tag team match.
Professional Asshole Tyler Gates "I think it looked good, but what do I know. It's just an outfit. I think you make them all look good, just my opinion. Unlike Eli, I can admit to taking a peek at you in our match last week. Speaking of that fuck, I wish you nothing but the best at WAR. I will be completely rooting for you to retain."
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Sept 27, 2015 10:14:20 GMT -5
Post by Deleted on Sept 27, 2015 10:14:20 GMT -5
BLAISE: Yeah, you're right. What do you know? What does anyone know here? Nothing... I'm surrounded by idiots.
She spat angrily as she whipped around. Blaise waved off the seamstress who moved to the side for a moment as the two spoke. Blaise was honestly really interested in what Tyler Gates had to say. She didn't know much about him, hell she didn't care to know much. But all she knew was that from time to time they would be partned because they were fighting the same battle. She looked him up and down as she scowled at his comments. Blaise didn't believe a word he said. He was merely just trying to play nice, trying to make friends for a situation in which he needed some. She wasn't going to fall for it.
BLAISE: And you know, I think it's interesting that you say that you're rooting for me to win. Because as soon as I turn my back you and well everyone else say different. You don't think I can win. I mean, you want me to win for the sake of not having to deal with Bloodlines and what not, your own selfish reasons, which obviously I understand. That whole thing needs to be dealt with before it gets too big and out of control. But when I win, you'll see just how good I am. You'll trulybelieve in the back in your mind that there is no one better than me. [She grins, as she tapped his shoulder..] Best of luck to you too, pal. Do us all a favor and not fuck up, win the championship because we all know how much of a joke Eli has made it by just handing it to him.
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Sept 27, 2015 11:17:53 GMT -5
Post by Deleted on Sept 27, 2015 11:17:53 GMT -5
He couldn't help but to laugh at her being frazzled. Clearly she had insecurities about herself, but to lash out at him wasn't going to get her anywhere. Where as her own mind was playing against her, he was being genuine with his approach.
Professional Asshole Tyler Gates "I think Eli is dangerously good, but he's too stuck on himself and his so called brothers. I think you can gain an advantage over that, after all you are a two time champion. I think you should chill a little, you're too damn tense for your own good. And I meant what I said, you have a hell of a body for a fighting chick. So before you get all feminist on me, remember what side of this fight I am on."
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Sept 27, 2015 13:23:30 GMT -5
Post by Deleted on Sept 27, 2015 13:23:30 GMT -5
BLAISE: Listen...
She flashes him a bit, but rather insinciere smile. He was beginning to get on her last nerve, not only that but he was taking up for precious time. The diva had just about enough of listening to him speak, so she was going to break it down to him simply.
BLAISE: The last thing I need right now is your advice. As far as I'm concerned, I have been doing pretty okay without your two sense. If I want to freak out than I have every right especially considering the high stakes going into this match. Unlike you, if I lose things will happen. You can lose and no one will even blink an eye. No offense, but at the end of the day people will still hold you with high regard. Whereas I cannot make a mistake, because if I will never hear the end of it. So don't tell me to chill out when I have a lot on my plate. I'm doing exactly what I should be doing and that's taking interest in my match. Why don't you take a little time and think about what you have to deal with instead of trying to play therapist? I like you, but this conversation is really starting to grind my gears. Yes, we're fighting the same fight but that's about all we have in common. You don't know me, so who the hell do you think you are...
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Sept 27, 2015 15:51:26 GMT -5
Post by Deleted on Sept 27, 2015 15:51:26 GMT -5
Professional Asshole Tyler Gates "Whoa whoa whoa. First of, to claim if I lose it wouldn't matter. Sure people would still have respect for me, I have been nothing but a respectful person. You are no different you just don't see it, people praise you and look up to you. Yes, I agree you have a lot more to lose than I do, but I have full faith that you will come out victorious. And of course I don't know you, but to get to know somebody you take time and talk to them. That's what I am trying to. I don't know what guys you have met in your past, but I am not them. Remember you don't know me either.
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Sept 27, 2015 19:19:37 GMT -5
Post by Deleted on Sept 27, 2015 19:19:37 GMT -5
BLAISE: Please, that's enough. I'm not interested. I'm not interested in hearing the whole "I'm not like everyone else. I'm different." Because you're not. So can you really blame me for the way I approch situations? I don't know anything about you, but yet you want me to take your word. You want me to believe you're a decent guy.
Blaise rolls her eyes as she turns to the seamstress who continues to take measurements once again. She faces him as she stands still.
BLAISE: I cannot explain to you how much I am not interested right now... When you're down and you need help, when those little nasties have you down 4 vs. 1 yeah you can count on me, but that's where our relationship ends. And it's not even about you. I'm going out there for my hatred for them. I have had plenty of friends here in EHWF and you know I can't say I still have them. You don't want to be my friend, trust me. I would say ask them but it's not like there are still around to tell you...
She grins mischievously.
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Sept 27, 2015 20:17:02 GMT -5
Post by Deleted on Sept 27, 2015 20:17:02 GMT -5
Tyler couldn't help but to want to keep pushing through her insecurities, he was trying to get it through to her that she had no need to hold her self so guarded.
Professional Asshole Tyler Gates You keep thinking that way, I am not like Peter. Yeah, I hear the shit that goes around this place. You push everyone away. Difference is, I am not going to abandon someone I believe in. So, think what you want. Hate me for all I care. Just remember you aren't the only person to have people treat you like shit.
He looks at her as she is getting measured up, and sighs. In a voice that sounded defeated he spoke softly to her.
Professional Asshole Tyler Gates
Have her pull the hems up, it looks better. And good luck tonight.
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