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| Lita Maivia | Nov 7 2007, 11:04 PM Post #1 |
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Straight from the ladies locker room, FIW's Leading Lady makes her way down the hallway with a near march in her deliberate steps. Her headache seems to have subsided, or at least has taken a backseat to whatever is currently on her mind. It's probably the same thing that's held tightly in her palm... the crucifix. Kennedy turns a corner and... continues to make her way down the hallway. Ha! I fooled you, didn't I? You thought she was going to bump into someone, didn't you? Well, you're wrong! She keeps moving down the hallway... until she stops. Which is now. Outside of a locker room door. [align=center]PRIME[/align] That is what the nameplate on the door reads. Is anyone really surprised by this? You shouldn't be if you've been paying any attention whatsoever to the on-going soap opera that is being spun within the world of Full Intensity Wrestling. Kennedy looks down at the gold necklace in her hand, taking a deep breath before reaching up to knock. Rebecca: I wouldn't if I were you. Kennedy spins around, half relieved to find a real person there and not a figment of her imagination. But at the same time, it's Rebecca so there's also some anger there as well. Rebecca: He's not in the best mood these days. Then again, you felt that first hand when he took his rage out on you. If looks could kill... Kennedy would be shooting death rays out of her glaring eyes. Rebecca seems to enjoy this as you would come to expect from her. She doesn't poke and prod just for her health. It's for pleasure too. Kennedy: Why don't you just run along, Rebecca? Come back when you get the facts straight. Rebecca: Why don't you straighten them for me? Tell me why Prime can't seem to keep away from you. And why you can't stay away from him? And just who that belongs to. That would be the crucifix necklace Kennedy is holding her hand. The Original FIW Hellcat glances down at her hand once again, as if remembering that it's still in her possession. She doesn't seem to be able to answer that last question... or any of the questions for that matter. Rebecca: Just as I thought. So why don't you tell me something else then? Go ahead and tell me why you're messing around with Prime when you've got a match against Liam Mortell coming up? Kennedy: I've made my thoughts on Liam perfectly clear. I may trust him, and I may feel sorry for the situation he's found himself in... but we've all got problems Rebecca. No one's going to put their issues aside to pull me out and I won't roll over to help Liam out. But I wish him all the luck in the world. Kennedy turns her back to the interviewer, her eyes automatically shooting up towards the nameplate plastered to the door. Before Rebecca can throw anymore snide remarks, however, Kennedy is already moving down the hallway... to Hutch's locker room? Or just away from Rebecca? Or is she attempting to create distance from Prime? So many questions... no answers. |
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