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| A Spanner in the Works; Lara Toni RP | |
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| Tweet Topic Started: Mar 28 2008, 08:58 PM (42 Views) | |
| Craig | Mar 28 2008, 08:58 PM Post #1 |
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The prodigal daughter has returned. Just as they left several days ago, today hails the return of the number one contender to the Hellcat Championship and her manager of record to the Manchester Evening News Arena. This time though they aren’t travelling by taxicab, instead doors slide open to a train that has come to rest underneath the M.E.N. Arena in its purpose-built train terminal (if you’ve been, you’ll know what this looks like). A contrast is obvious between the two personalities. Lara Toni has her head fastened straight and is walking with a purpose. Her head hardly moves to one side or the other, instead her eyes flicker. Orion Oldriod is the more distracted member of this duo, he struggles to keep up with Lara’s pace and she moves away from him as he looks in different directions. They head up the stairs beyond the conveniently placed McDonalds fast food outlet and through into the concourse. Lara wastes no time in going straight into the arena, not even bothering to hold the door pen for Orion. An FIW worker approaches Lara and begins to talk with her but she blanks him. Orion: Don’t worry about it, she’s too focused to talk. She storms down a flight of stairs as Orion wavers, looking around to see that the FIW set for Anarchy in the UK is not only impressive but assembled. Orion: Lara! Wait! The Hellcat Sensation hops over the barricade around ringside and walks up the isleway through the curtain into the backstage area as Oldriod is still struggling over the barricade. He runs to catch her up, almost dropping his luggage in the process. Lara has made it through the technical area behind the curtain already and is rounding the bend to her locker room. She enters and slings her bag down, the door rebounds almost in poor Orion’s face as he rushes in to join her. He gets distracted by a big bunch of flowers that have been delivered to her room. Lara sits down on the rug provided for her, she crosses her legs and arranges her arms in an X shape on her chest. Orion meanwhile sits on the chair directly in front of her. Lara: Hmmmmmmmmmm… Orion is bored, which isn’t unusual for a man who likes to occupy himself. He stands back up and looks in the mirror. His face is not as young as it used to be, none of us are, and the recent weeks have taken their toll on a man plagued by regret. Orion: Okay, we have to talk. Lara: Hmmmmmmmmmm… Oldriod sighs once more. He turns around ready to bare his soul. Orion: This is serious; I have to tell you something. Lara: I am achieving a centre of calm with his arena. This is preparation and it’s important. Orion: Fine. I’m taking a whiz. Lara: Thank you for keeping me informed. Orion disappears into the adjoining toilet facility and before the door can close, the unmistakeable sound of a zip being opened fills Lara’s room, which draws a frown from our young princess. Her meditative state continues for just a few more seconds before she untangles her legs and stands up. Lara shakes herself loose while eying up the flowers that have been sent. She pulls out the card and begins to read. Her face alters to a startled expression and then one of hurt replaces it, even betrayal. The bathroom door opens and Lara steps away from the flowers. Lara: They’re for you. Orion looks very pleased with himself as he picks up the bunch of flowers to examine them closely. Orion: No card? Must be from Kennedy! That girl has been after me for years. Lara: I don’t think so. Orion: Oh yeah, what do you know? Lara: I know that these flowers are for me. Orion frowns, he could swear she just said they were for him. He hands her the flowers but she knocks them out of his hands! He is surprised by her sudden change in attitude but all soon becomes clear as she holds the little card up to his face. Lara: Read! Orion: Lara, I hope your last match with Orion is a successful one. I’ll be seeing you soon…Jericho. Lara: I’m going to give you ten seconds to explain what the hell is going on here! Last match with Orion???? Orion: It’s not that simple… Orion backs away from the angry Hellcat and as we all know, there’s nothing like a Hellcat scorned… Lara: IT SOUNDS BLOODY SIMPLE FROM WHERE I’M STANDING!!!! My manager is off somewhere and I’ve got some guy called Jericho coming in? Orion: Well maybe it is that simple… Lara puts her hands on her heads and turns away from Orion, she’s not coping well with this new revelation. Orion tries to put his arm around her. Lara: GET YOUR HANDS OFF ME!!!! She spins around to confront her (former) manager. Lara: Is this what you were doing while you were gone? Plotting to get out? Orion: Look, it’s not my choice okay? I’m being sent away by the guy that owns me! Do you really think that I want out? We’re on the brink of winning the Hellcat Championship! Lara shoots Oldriod a dirty look. Lara: I’M on the brink of winning. You’ve been taking the credit for my success for too long! Orion: You wouldn’t have any success if it weren’t for me! You owe every single win that you ever had to me! Ever wondered why you’re so good yet you’re a rookie? ME! Yeah, I beat some people up behind your back so you could win… Lara: WHAT???? Orion: I did what I had to do! I did what I had to do for you to win! Lara backs away from Orion, she can hardly believe the things that are coming out. First, Orion is being sent away and then he lashes out by taking credit for her performances. Lara: I can’t deal with this now. I have a Hellcat Title match to be ready for. Orion: And you will be, with my help. Lara: We’re finished. GET OUT! Orion: I’m going nowhere! Lara nods her head at Orion’s defiance; perhaps she respects his desire to see the task through…or not. Lara picks up one of her wrestling boots. Lara: OUT! *WHACK!* OUT! *WHACK!* OUT! *WHACK!* OUT! *WHACK!* OUT! *WHACK!* OUT! *WHACK!* Orion decides that discretion is the better part of valour and grabs the door handle. He opens the door and gives Lara a look that says he’s sorry but she’s in no mood to reciprocate. Toni kicks the door shut and throws her boot against it. She then picks up the boot and leans her back against the door. Lara shakes her head in frustration as she realises that her preparations for Sunday have just been thrown up in the air. |
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