Post by Tifa Heafy on Jul 8, 2013 16:02:37 GMT
*The following happened on Friday.*
Light dimly shines through the nearly closed curtains of a Miami apartment. A lone kitten struts through the place as if she owns it. Relm hops up onto the kitchen counter top looking around for a little bit of food as her dish is empty at the moment. A few meows echo through the apartment with a loud yawn following. Coming out from the master bedroom is Tifa Heafy looking half asleep and not quite awake enough to see the kitten asking for her breakfast.
Tifa looks to the cupboard for some coffee to make still ignoring the cat. Relm paws at her owner before giving up and stretching about. The coffee has started to get made, Tifa turning around heading to the door to check for the newspaper. There it is as Relm still tries to get Tifa's attention by rubbing against her and meowing. Young Heafy takes notice of her pet and gives her some love.
Tifa: Oh hey. Didn't see you before, Relm. Probably want some breakfast don't you?
Relm meows with a yes, Tifa picking her up before going to her area of the apartment. Relm has her own bed, kitty tree and her food/water dishes. Tifa fills the food bowl which makes Relm so very happy. Kevin is seen coming out the bedroom now smelling the sweetness of the coffee.
Kevin: Mornin' babe.
Tifa: Good morning to you to. Sleep well?
He nods his head.
Kevin: You?
Tifa: I did thank you.
Tifa goes to the counter where the coffee pot is still making the coffee though there is enough to have a cup right now. She grabs a clean mug from a near by mug looking tree and begins to pour the coffee. Kevin goes into the fridge to pull out a bottle of coffee creamer before handing it to Tifa who puts in a lot of it.
Kevin: I see you wanted some coffee with your creamer today.
Tifa: Oh shush up. I like a lot of creamer in my coffee. You put enough sugar in to wire yourself for three days.
She huffs like only a woman can before going to the couch to turn on the TV for the DVR services to watch one of her favorite shows, Squidbillies which no logical person should enjoy. Kevin takes a seat next to her and shakes his head.
Kevin: This show sucks so hard, Tif. Don't know what you watch it.
Another huff.
Tifa: Because I enjoy it! Go eat a dick if you don't like it!
That certainly escalated quickly. Kevin looks at Tifa who is sipping her coffee. Relm has finished eating and hops up onto Tifa's lap.
Kevin: I thought eating a dick was your job...
Tifa: HEY! Shut up.
Kevin: How is therapy coming for that anyways.
Tifa: Can't talk about it, dude. Confidentiality and all that jazz. Am I screaming when I sleep as much?
He shakes his head no. That makes Tifa smile a little bit. Someday she'll explain what plagues her. Relm meows at Kevin before hopping onto his lap.
Kevin: Hey, what are you doing?
Tifa: Just pet her. Eeesh!
Kevin sighs as he doesn't really care for cats a whole lot but complies with the kitten's wishes. Purrrrrr! Tifa giggles before opening her mouth.
Tifa: You're always good at strokin' pussy.
And there flies coffee out of Kevin's mouth which showers their new apartment's carpet. She keeps giggling while Kevin shakes his head trying not to laugh himself. Tifa leans over to kiss him before leaning back and watching her very stupid show.
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Light dimly shines through the nearly closed curtains of a Miami apartment. A lone kitten struts through the place as if she owns it. Relm hops up onto the kitchen counter top looking around for a little bit of food as her dish is empty at the moment. A few meows echo through the apartment with a loud yawn following. Coming out from the master bedroom is Tifa Heafy looking half asleep and not quite awake enough to see the kitten asking for her breakfast.
Tifa looks to the cupboard for some coffee to make still ignoring the cat. Relm paws at her owner before giving up and stretching about. The coffee has started to get made, Tifa turning around heading to the door to check for the newspaper. There it is as Relm still tries to get Tifa's attention by rubbing against her and meowing. Young Heafy takes notice of her pet and gives her some love.
Tifa: Oh hey. Didn't see you before, Relm. Probably want some breakfast don't you?
Relm meows with a yes, Tifa picking her up before going to her area of the apartment. Relm has her own bed, kitty tree and her food/water dishes. Tifa fills the food bowl which makes Relm so very happy. Kevin is seen coming out the bedroom now smelling the sweetness of the coffee.
Kevin: Mornin' babe.
Tifa: Good morning to you to. Sleep well?
He nods his head.
Kevin: You?
Tifa: I did thank you.
Tifa goes to the counter where the coffee pot is still making the coffee though there is enough to have a cup right now. She grabs a clean mug from a near by mug looking tree and begins to pour the coffee. Kevin goes into the fridge to pull out a bottle of coffee creamer before handing it to Tifa who puts in a lot of it.
Kevin: I see you wanted some coffee with your creamer today.
Tifa: Oh shush up. I like a lot of creamer in my coffee. You put enough sugar in to wire yourself for three days.
She huffs like only a woman can before going to the couch to turn on the TV for the DVR services to watch one of her favorite shows, Squidbillies which no logical person should enjoy. Kevin takes a seat next to her and shakes his head.
Kevin: This show sucks so hard, Tif. Don't know what you watch it.
Another huff.
Tifa: Because I enjoy it! Go eat a dick if you don't like it!
That certainly escalated quickly. Kevin looks at Tifa who is sipping her coffee. Relm has finished eating and hops up onto Tifa's lap.
Kevin: I thought eating a dick was your job...
Tifa: HEY! Shut up.
Kevin: How is therapy coming for that anyways.
Tifa: Can't talk about it, dude. Confidentiality and all that jazz. Am I screaming when I sleep as much?
He shakes his head no. That makes Tifa smile a little bit. Someday she'll explain what plagues her. Relm meows at Kevin before hopping onto his lap.
Kevin: Hey, what are you doing?
Tifa: Just pet her. Eeesh!
Kevin sighs as he doesn't really care for cats a whole lot but complies with the kitten's wishes. Purrrrrr! Tifa giggles before opening her mouth.
Tifa: You're always good at strokin' pussy.
And there flies coffee out of Kevin's mouth which showers their new apartment's carpet. She keeps giggling while Kevin shakes his head trying not to laugh himself. Tifa leans over to kiss him before leaning back and watching her very stupid show.
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"So far my Yakuza Kick has gotten the job done. Every single time I've kicked someone with it they've stayed down for the three count. I haven't even needed to show off my new other move I've been working on for a few weeks now! Sometimes simple is the best way to go. I don't need some fancy flippity doo daa to beat people. All it takes is the sole of my boot smackin' a ho right in the nose!
N.E.R.D. looked pretty damn awesome last week didn't we? Beat Aly and Ayla before getting the hell outta there because we both knew they'd enjoy another after match beat down. But we stripped them of the win and their ability to beat up someone for no reason other then to fight a war against our boss. None of it makes sense on either side really. Everyone could be doing a lot more constructive things like picking apples off of a tree.
Unneeded violence is the sucks. I do what I need to before going back to being a pacifist. Yes, I hate violence yet I am in a business that requires it to win. Life is weird sometimes isn't it? Of course its no more weird then going up against someone named Kat either. Honestly I've never heard of the Conway family or at least I thought I didn't. I always assumed she was just another new chick until I asked Freya about Kat Conway.
Then she explained to me, with a few choice words, about why I shouldn't be looking forward to this mixed tag team match. I don't like these in the first place because I would like to fight the men and not just the women. Apparently its not right to have a man hit a woman in the ring or something but eh, I could handle my own against the likes of Cable Arcane and his budding lumberjack beard.
Suppose I'll need a fella named Deathtrain to handle it. Good thing you're not Ghosttrain then you'd be easily suplexed into the air despite being a train. Still what an odd name. Deathtrain. I mean have you killed anyone before, partner? If not then you could easily be sued for false advertising. Though you do looks menacing. I think we need to get you a kitten so you can relax big fella!
But you take care of Cable though yes? Good. If we lose points because you couldn't get it done I will be a little mad. I want to be the first Diamond's Champion, Mister Guy and if you keep it from happening then I'll have to kick you in the butt!
So, Kat Conway, you're the wife of The Ace and a mommy. Yippe. Lemme tell you something. Kat, you're nothing compared to my mentor, Freya. She does all that stuff and with a giant smile on her face. I've seen her look into the face of the devil and spit in his face when he tries to bring her down. I've learned from the best female wrestler in the world, which isn't up for debate, and I feel like she's taught me a lot.
More then someone like you would have, Kat. What could you teach the girls who want to wrestle? How to name your kids after table games? How to legit act like a cat because of some injury you had a few years ago? No, you'd probably put on tape of your husband and point out how awesome he is instead of wanting to teach the young girls about wrestling. Something about you I just don't like Kat.
Maybe its your stupid face! Maybe it's the fact you also want to have card related monikers. The Queen of Diamonds, big whoop! What does that even mean? Do you play poker during your matches or just tryin' to be like your husband even more? Gonna take boring lessons from him too? Yeah I might be mean right now but I just dislike people who try to be like someone else and that's clearly the vibe I'm getting from Kat and her husband.
Do I try to be like Freya? Only out of the ring where she's completely awesome. I try to be my own wrestler though. I don't want to emulate anyone or try to act like someone I idolize in this sport. Would I rather be known as original or a female version of my husband? Originality all the way.
When we get into that ring when our male partners tag us in, I want to Yakuza kick that smug look off of your face! I want to gain ten more points and move back up into the rankings. I've done a lot of firsts for this company and myself already so why not be the first Diamond's Champion. Little ole me at the ripe age of 19 when I could get some skeevy old perv in trouble by claiming to be underage could be the first Diamond's Champion.
Better anyone else then you though, Kat. In that ring we'll fight and we'll fight hard! Then after I kick yo' face off I'm gonna go home and relax with a smile on my face knowing that someone who hasn't had 15 matches is one of the best in this division already. So take that in your pipe and smoke it!
...
Yeah I'll stick to not using stupid, hokey phrases like that, my bad."
N.E.R.D. looked pretty damn awesome last week didn't we? Beat Aly and Ayla before getting the hell outta there because we both knew they'd enjoy another after match beat down. But we stripped them of the win and their ability to beat up someone for no reason other then to fight a war against our boss. None of it makes sense on either side really. Everyone could be doing a lot more constructive things like picking apples off of a tree.
Unneeded violence is the sucks. I do what I need to before going back to being a pacifist. Yes, I hate violence yet I am in a business that requires it to win. Life is weird sometimes isn't it? Of course its no more weird then going up against someone named Kat either. Honestly I've never heard of the Conway family or at least I thought I didn't. I always assumed she was just another new chick until I asked Freya about Kat Conway.
Then she explained to me, with a few choice words, about why I shouldn't be looking forward to this mixed tag team match. I don't like these in the first place because I would like to fight the men and not just the women. Apparently its not right to have a man hit a woman in the ring or something but eh, I could handle my own against the likes of Cable Arcane and his budding lumberjack beard.
Suppose I'll need a fella named Deathtrain to handle it. Good thing you're not Ghosttrain then you'd be easily suplexed into the air despite being a train. Still what an odd name. Deathtrain. I mean have you killed anyone before, partner? If not then you could easily be sued for false advertising. Though you do looks menacing. I think we need to get you a kitten so you can relax big fella!
But you take care of Cable though yes? Good. If we lose points because you couldn't get it done I will be a little mad. I want to be the first Diamond's Champion, Mister Guy and if you keep it from happening then I'll have to kick you in the butt!
So, Kat Conway, you're the wife of The Ace and a mommy. Yippe. Lemme tell you something. Kat, you're nothing compared to my mentor, Freya. She does all that stuff and with a giant smile on her face. I've seen her look into the face of the devil and spit in his face when he tries to bring her down. I've learned from the best female wrestler in the world, which isn't up for debate, and I feel like she's taught me a lot.
More then someone like you would have, Kat. What could you teach the girls who want to wrestle? How to name your kids after table games? How to legit act like a cat because of some injury you had a few years ago? No, you'd probably put on tape of your husband and point out how awesome he is instead of wanting to teach the young girls about wrestling. Something about you I just don't like Kat.
Maybe its your stupid face! Maybe it's the fact you also want to have card related monikers. The Queen of Diamonds, big whoop! What does that even mean? Do you play poker during your matches or just tryin' to be like your husband even more? Gonna take boring lessons from him too? Yeah I might be mean right now but I just dislike people who try to be like someone else and that's clearly the vibe I'm getting from Kat and her husband.
Do I try to be like Freya? Only out of the ring where she's completely awesome. I try to be my own wrestler though. I don't want to emulate anyone or try to act like someone I idolize in this sport. Would I rather be known as original or a female version of my husband? Originality all the way.
When we get into that ring when our male partners tag us in, I want to Yakuza kick that smug look off of your face! I want to gain ten more points and move back up into the rankings. I've done a lot of firsts for this company and myself already so why not be the first Diamond's Champion. Little ole me at the ripe age of 19 when I could get some skeevy old perv in trouble by claiming to be underage could be the first Diamond's Champion.
Better anyone else then you though, Kat. In that ring we'll fight and we'll fight hard! Then after I kick yo' face off I'm gonna go home and relax with a smile on my face knowing that someone who hasn't had 15 matches is one of the best in this division already. So take that in your pipe and smoke it!
...
Yeah I'll stick to not using stupid, hokey phrases like that, my bad."
Well howdy there pardner.