Post by Deleted on Mar 15, 2017 0:42:26 GMT
She was listening to the beats of the drums and doing sit ups when she became aware of the form sat just to her side, just letting her work, there was no interruption, no dramatic exposure, instead she was thinking about words uttered by Jacobson not too recently ago.
Nobody had reached out, was she nobody? Nobody had given Spike the time of day, well she had, he’d waked into her and whilst she was on her as she saw all the moments of humanity in a man who called himself a god to hide behind the fragility he carried deep inside.
A man so close to the breaking point that all anyone could think of doing was stepping in his yard, and challenging him to his rules, his way… Playing right into a self-destructive spiral she could see forming on and on and on and…
The beat stopped as her earphones got pulled loose by her mysterious partner and Pan opened her mouth to object.
Only to find herself starting at Devlin Raine , who gave a cheerful little finegr Wave and spoke with a smirk.
“You’re a Hard woman to Find, Pandora Freeman.”
Pan, despite her mild anger found a smile hit her face despite the fact she was scowling at him, head titled even as she spoke.
“How can I help you, Mr Raine?”
Devlin blinks holding hand out.
“Sorry, Only my priest, my lawyer or a judge call me MR Raine, please call me Devlin Miss Freeman, I don’t wanna sour on my partner before we’ve even had a chance to bond.”
Pan sighs and let loose a small ugh even as she sat there and spoke, with an annoyed tone.
“You aren’t gonna leave me alone until you get what you want are you Devlin?”
“Sure ain’t, way I see it this is me and Bob fighting for the chance to do so and you and Fi fighting …I dunno why have you set your Sights on Fi, I figured you could do better.”
Pan gave Devlin a withering glare that actually made Devlin take a step back and raise both hands.
“Or it could be nonna my beeswax Pan…Your choice, I just figured..Get a little familiarity in before the shindig so We can at least –pretend- to be a team ..even though I figure right now it’s Everyone Versus Fiona. am I right?”
That made Pan smirk a bit as she started to swing up and shook her head.
“You talk a lot, Devlin Anyone ever told you that?”
Devlin beamed widely.
“All the damn time.”
Fade in to Pandora, stood In a wrestling Ring camera focused on her even as she gets ready to Speak, Devlin seems to appear at her belly button level with a bright smile and entirely ruins the flow of whatever Pan was about to say.
“I’m gate crashing a promo…ain’t it cool?! Hi guys, I’m Devlin Raine That’s Pandora and Coming soon we’re going to be in a mixed tag match, Me and Bobbo , Pan and Fiona, titanic struggle of awesome after my recent visitor against Chris boy I feel I have more things to prove, more things to do! Imagine my surprise when I get the call telling me I’m tagging with the IWF’s resident raver..Score!”
In the background Pan just looks somewhere between annoyed, amused, flabbergasted and like she’d deciding if she wants to laugh, or kick Devlin in the head but the best way to de program her look is the words ‘you son of a..’ she recovers quickly to look at the camera and as Devlin seems to have left enough dead air space for her to get a word in edgeways.
“Yeah, so like Devlin said, we’re putting or heads together on this one. If this smug fella lets me get a word in edgeways I’ll spend a minute or too talking about Fi, because let’s face it we might as well be havin’ to singles matches despite relyin’ on each other some, means I have a dance partner so I hope This guy can keep up, because this is a whole build up for that match up, winner goes onto the IM… I’m excited, one of the biggest dances I’ve done for sure next to the Shield Maiden am I right?”
Cue Devlin taking over rather naturally , turning the promo it’s self into a flowing tag sort of scenario.
“She could be right but it’s also a chance for me to feel out the New Invictus Champion Bob Pooler! Hey Bob how you doin’ I won’t lie I’ve been looking forwards meeting your face in the middle of that ring since just after I signed the line that said I was actually staying here, why? Because your style and my style, we go all out it’s in our nature, in our blood, like they say on any given night.. and if I will It? I can be better than you, Arcane.. Khan, anyone I might take a beatin’ I might take a panellin’…But I wouldn’t have it any…other…Way and the way I see it Bob, Beating you unofficially puts me right at your door step again, tag match …or not.”
Pan leans down to cover Dev’s Mouth to stifle his words with a saccharine smile on her face and she sighs even as Dev blinks and looks at the hand and promptly shuts up.
“So before I unleash the torrent of Devlin again…I just wanna say Fi, watching you work, watching you cry, watching you scream and pull and wrench.. it was beautiful, a front row seat to watching the life sap out of yer eyes, the music stopped, the fighting stopped, you lost ….against Kate Steele, how the mighty have fallen, and how the fall will continue, your sanctimonious , self-interest will only get you so far, and the respect you so desperately crave? It’s slipping out yer fingers like sand sweetie, we’re gonna keep doing this dance until I’m done with you, we aren’t finished yet. Far from it , and if I should happen to find my ass opposite Pooler? I’ll dance with you too , I look forwards to whatever you got to teach me Bob… Respect.”
Pan slowly, carefully took the hand off Devlin’s mouth and wiped it on his shoulder with brief passing ‘ew’ face and kinda shrugged at the camera in unison with Devlin who mirrored the same gesture.
“The point is Bob, Fi, we already decided to put our head together to tryn and work out the fact we aren’t normally exactly the type of folk who lay well with others, Bob, you poor say you have been saddled with what is potentially the most annoying member of the Roster this year so far, in my humble opinion, but she’s got spine, I give her that, she’s a tough cookie I give her that, but me and the Raver here? We’re going In at 11, and pushing on that until the volume breaks or Destiny Takes over.”
Pan slaps Devlin’s shoulder with a frown and spoke firmly.
“Quit it.”
Devlin shrugged again at the camera with a small sigh.
“I’ll see you there Bob, Fi… I really hope you bring your A game, …I’m tryin’ to Bring mine.. and Pan here? She’s pretty locked in too right now. May the best team win.”
Devlin exits stage right as Pan watched him go, shook his head, turned very slowly towards the camera and gave a blown kiss toward the camera and a wink after a very succinct.
“Don’t you worry Devlin…We will.”
Exit stage left and fin
Well howdy there pardner.