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| Ladder to glory; Crystal vs. Mercedes RP#1 | |
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| Leucippides | May 20 2017, 10:32 AM Post #1 |
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Who iz dis Black Mage?
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[align=center] [/align]::Late night in the hotel room, Crystal sits on the side of her bed with her phone pressed against the side of her head. While the other end rings, Crystal takes a quick peek toward her sleeping trainer snuggled up under her own covers. It's such a peaceful sight that Crystal nearly finds herself fixated by it. Or she would had the other end not picked up.:: Crystal: “Mother?” Mother: “Oh. Pamela. I was wondering if you ever might grace the woman who gave you life a moment of your precious time again.” Crystal: “I know, I'm sorry. Things have been...busy.” ::The fingers from Crystal's hand in her lap flick against the thumb. It's a much needed distraction as biting her tongue can still be audible.:: Crystal: “Did you get the photos I sent?” Mother: “I saw them. So my only daughter is a lesbian.” Crystal: “Mother!” ::The outburst even catches Crystal off guard as she takes a peek back to see if she's woken Courtney up. She hasn't, thankfully, as Courtney just turns over and snuggles herself into a tighter ball. Relieved, Crystal lowers her tone.:: Crystal: “Why would you say that? Why would you even assume it?” Mother: “Just last I heard you were dating that prince.” Crystal: “I told you that was over with, mother.” Mother: “Oh. I see. Then who is this woman in the photos?” Crystal: “She's my trainer and friend.” Mother: “Then you have no one.” Crystal: “Mother, can we stop talking about this? I just wanted to know if you could watch my match this week. It's very important to me and--” Mother: “I'm afraid I won't.” Crystal: “Why not?” Mother: “Because I refuse to witness my own daughter turn herself into an animal for some bit of fame.” ::There's a brief sigh from Crystal as she figured her mother would say something like that.:: Crystal: “What about dad? Have you heard anything from him?” ::There was a fair bit of hope in Crystal's tone as she waits for an answer. All she gets is a long pause and then the disconnect signal from the other end. Crystal sits there keeping her phone up for a moment before finally bringing it down to look over the word “Ended” with the time beneath it. Deep down she figured she shouldn't have asked that, but she had to take the chance.::
[align=center] [/align]::Morning. Whether it's the next morning remains to be seen, although it doesn't quite matter. It was a private call anyway, what was with the eavesdropping? Right. Morning. Crystal is seated up in the window sill of the hotel holding out her phone in one hand while keeping the other over her one bent leg. The other is out straight keeping herself balanced. It's not that big of a window sill.:: Crystal: “Hey. Finally, right? Sorry about the wait, I've been trying to get through a lot of thinking. Mostly a lot of me stuff because lately, while I say I haven't been the greatest champion, I never stopped to think about what I could do differently. That's when I started thinking about what it means to be a champion and then I was just running around in a circle coming across everything I've already learned and talked about. So that's when I started to instead just think about this whole business with Mercedes.” ::Crystal turns her head toward the window giving a couple of small nods.:: Crystal: “Yeah, the whole messed up situation. That alone is something that could have been handled a lot better and, to be honest, there's only one way of putting it.” ::She turns back toward her phone.:: Crystal: “I fucked up. I apologize to those with the sensitive ears, but there's really no other way of putting it. I don't think I just messed up and saying I screwed up beyond repair comes across as a little harsh, to be honest. So that's the only way I could think of it. I...was greedy, I was selfish, I invited her out to talk and I ended up pushing her further away. Maybe we weren't cut out to be friends, but there's no reason we couldn't have been better opponents. So, whether you believe this or not, Mercedes, I'm sorry.” ::She goes silent for a bit letting it hopefully sit with the targeted individual before continuing.:: Crystal: “Now, that said, we do have a match and it's one I never honestly thought I'd be competing in. Like...ever. I mean a ladder match? That's something I had to honestly look up and what I found looked incredibly dangerous. Like enough so that I wind up asking how people could even go through something like that. Is the glory of winning so important?” ::To some, yes.:: Crystal: “Those are questions I did spend some time asking myself and then I realized...I would do that. I would totally go through all of that just for a piece of glory. I mean, it's one thing winning a match and it being for the Hellcat title, which I'll get to, but just winning a ladder match. Something new, something fresh, at least to me, it'll again just show people how far I've pushed myself since coming here. That, obviously, is something incredibly important to me. As it stands for the title,” ::Here we go.:: Crystal: “I'm probably not looking at this now the same way you are, Mercedes. You might see us as co champions, but for the sake of this match and perhaps my sanity,” ::She laughs a bit.:: Crystal: “I'm not. I don't mean to say I don't appreciate holding the belt with you or anything, It's...certainly been memorable. What I mean is that the troubles I had holding the belt after winning it, I want that to be something completely different. I want to look at this win as a fresh start. Now that I understand what I want, what it means to be a champion, what it takes to be privileged...I want it. I want that second go. I can do it this time, I know I can.” ::She smiles a bit now. Not just some pretty smile, but one with confidence.:: Crystal: “I feel I should address Xenia too, since she'll be out there. Please don't do anything in this match. I know the outcome doesn't much matter to you, but how it comes about...I know you care about that. You agreed with me after our match, please don't turn it all away. Especially since it might cause harm to Suzanne and I don't think anyone really wants that.” ::She keeps her smile going as she turns her phone off.:: |
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