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| Two Tables For Er...Two; -=Darren Hayes=- | |
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| Willie | Oct 19 2011, 06:24 AM Post #1 |
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So I'm guessing Darren Hayes has already been shoved into yet another very awkward situation. Not only is he starting off his Fighting Spirit Championship campaign against his friend, Blink, but it just so happens that they've drawn the very brutal and dangerous Double Tables match. Not exactly the best welcome into FIW, huh? Well, anyway, our Kansas City Native has been found talking on his cellphone to somebody--it would appear he's gotten an iPhone 4S--and is overheard just finishing up his conversation as ubiquitous interviewer Anna Bowie makes it to him. Darren: "Alright. Yeah, I should be home for Halloween. Can't wait. Love you, baby. 'Bye." He smiles, hanging up the phone, and shakes Anna's hand upon seeing her. Darren: "Hey! Anna, right? Sorry, I'm still kinda' new 'round here." Anna: "Yeah! Good to meet you! Who were you on the phone with?" A gentle smile from the man with not-so-gentle kicks as he and Anna start taking a walk down the hallway. He raises his hand, showing a sparkling gold ring on his finger. Darren: "My wife. 13 years, man. 2 daughters, too." I smell a scoop, Anna! Go after it! Darren: "I got to thinkin' about her when I found out I was gon' be in a Tables Match. I haven't been in somethin' this dangerous since I hurt my neck. Gotta' say, I'm a little nervous. I wonder if I can still handle it, y'know?" Anna shrugs, not really sure what to say, as the two break up any chance of awkward silence by grabbing some coffee. Anna: "Is it also because you're wrestling Blink? I mean, the both of you have a huge opportunity to jump ahead in the Fighting Spirit tournament." Darren stops, thinking carefully again. Yeah, that...Wonder what Valiente's gonna' think about that. Darren leads Anna to a nearby table, having a seat across from her. Darren: "Anna, before you say anythin' else, let me tell ya'. I have been wrestling for a long time, and a lot of times I have had to get into the ring with people I respect personally. 'Snot an easy thing, hell no it's not. But we always had that understandin' that we're not friends when we're in the ring, no matter how close we are outside of it. 'Specially when there's a belt up for grabs...and you know what? I would really like to be Fighting Spirit Champion. And bet yo' ass, Blink wants to be too. Does she want it enough to put me through a couple'a tables? We'll see about that." Anna: "Same question to you, Darren. Do you want this title enough to put your friend through a table?" Anna hasn't even gotten a chance to drink her poor coffee considering she's been scribbling down notes. Darren: "Honestly, I think I'd be insulting that belt an' insulting Blink if I didn't go out there an' throw down with everything I had, Anna. I gotta' tell ya', I don't like Christian Cruz, an' I don't think he deserves that Fighting Spirit belt. He ain't got Fighting Spirit. He's a coward, more like...a vulture, in a way. Takes advantage of people an' he tries to cripple them. And he wants to say he's a real champion? He ain't doin' shit except stealin' on people who can't fight back, Anna. Where I come from, if you wanna steal on somebody, you best get ready to get stole on back. And I plan on stealin' on him first chance I get!" Darren can feel himself getting hot the more he talks about Cruz, so he takes a breath and sips his coffee with both hands, trying to control his anger. If he's mad, he'll make mistakes out there tonight and he can't afford to do that. Darren: "I gotta' win this tournament first. And ya' wanna know why I'm gonna'?" Anna simply gestures, letting the Kansas City Kid carry on. And carry on he does, arising with a start from the table and pacing back and forth, as Anna joyfully scribbles away. Darren: "Cuz I ain't gonna settle for anything less. I been down as low as it gets, Anna. Sittin' at home in a damn wheelchair, havin' to have my wife feed me, my kids dress me, my family help me out the motherfuckin' door? I ain't EVER gonna be that low again. I worked hard and I suffered through comin' back to be successful. And that don't mean I come up short. Blink better recognize right now that even though we're tight, Darren Hayes is comin' into ReVolt, comin' right into Sweden, right into their livin' rooms, spoilin' for a fight and wantin' to get my hand raised. So she best show up with the same idea..otherwise she's gonna' go to the back very disappointed and in a world of hurt." Darren storms off now, totally forgetting about his coffee and more concerned with bombing himself in the gym, getting ready for the one opportunity that would truly solidify his comeback. Anna looks across at the table, shrugging and sliding his coffee over to hers. More for her, I suppose! She has a lot of work to do now, so let's leave her and fade to black. |
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