Post by Deleted on Apr 27, 2017 16:42:20 GMT
Motor City Mayhem.
Hollywood undead is still on the speakers as Warren is walking down the hallways.
And there she is, just there, blue hair rainbow lipstick and standing in his way.
He goes to push past her, but a hand snatches out on his wrist.
A day before.
She stood back away from him, a hand running over the back of his wrist after the kiss parted, mouth hanging open as she struggled to find words, eyes looking up at him, utterly exposed honest, eyes just piercing into her as she took a breath and touched at her lips with a little smile.
Motor city Mayhem
“Warren, look at me…I get you're angry, I really do, but this isn’t how to do this.”
Warren’s eyes turn to look at her and he scowls even as clings to his wrist again, harder and her own anger pushes up a bit and she gets in his face a bit.
“Hate breeds hate, don’t do this Warren, please.”
Warren pulled his arm free from her grasp and looked ready to speak to her even as she heard her name called from the back, and she turned to look that way distracted by the call to Iron Maiden. Then back to where Warren had been.
And he was gone, and Pan sighed, a little sad, a little upset, and worst of all? She understood it.
“You’re more like your dad than you think…All will be well”
A day ago.
She was still speechless, even as she sat there smirking, Spike started to turn away but her hand snagged to grab his wrist and pull him back into a Kiss of her own, hand on his face and the other on his wrist before she breaks it and finally speaks.
“How on earth do I respond to that. Huh?”
She was being playful, smiling because she’d already responded Even as Spike pulled her and she let loose a squeak and then, gently eased back with a soft chuckle.
After Motor City Mayhem.
She went to find him, Spike, a frown on her features even as she say Spike clutching the Belt and she was still covered in some sweat, nobody got in her way nobody.
And she was denied by doctors who were doing their checks and running their tests and making sure Spike Kane was all ok , Pan tied once more to get the through the impressive IWF medical chaperones.
“Get out of my Goddamn way!”
The next day.
“You’ve been living in your car all this time kid?”
Pan frowned as Spike peeked his head out the door as Pan was pulling loose a bag of clothes and he was coming to help.
“You should be resting Spike.”
Spike chuckled and moved over, though limping a bit and smirking as he grabbed the bag.
“Plenty of time for that when..”
Pan’s frown cut him off as she looked at him, he could see the whirling torrent of emotions written on her face, in her eyes, for a moment juts a moment he regretted letting her into his life, and then a singular nagging feeling ripped that away as He realized that Pan would have just kicked the door in anyway , her display at the Motor City Mayhem has proved that much.
“Bad phrasing…I can’t Just Rest Pandora.”
She nodded a bit and patted his face with a soft.
“Fine, but you get one bag.”
Spike shook his head and they started to unpack pan into settling down a bit, which for her was perhaps the scariest thing she’d ever done.
Time to work.
We Fade in on Pan lounged across a seat like she was on a throne, a little smirk crossing her face, then a finger wave.
“Ladies”
She swings her feet , eyes glittering as she glares into the camera.
“I did it, I beat the rest in one hell of a fight, one by one by one until That’s it, Your new Iron Maiden, right here.”
Pan grins slightly as she swings her legs off the seat an d sits almost prim and proper and expects one side of her hand and then the other like she was inspecting her nails.
“So, I once said I was the future, and it’s looking like the future is here , but now isn’t the time to rest on my laurels, the Iron maiden is a path to walk down, to endure and take what’s coming and it’s only just started, and well our last Maiden look where she is..”
Pan sighed and looked sort of sad as she stood before suddenly grinning, arms spread as she sort of hop bounces on the spot.
“This week we’re back on the road, back to preparing for well, Night of the Immortals, and who do I find myself against? Paige Garcia and Alexis Caffey, tagging with Gabriella Luna, the girl so nice She faced Eternity twice. The girl who if I remember rightly Doesn’t really have a fond ness for my taste in music, but really? We’re team mates, she had her chance yanked out from under her by Alexis Caffey, of all people , looks like the dance has only really just begun.”
Pan chuckles a bit and rubs her hands together as she sways back and forth on the spot.
“Paige, Paige, Paige, here we are again right things have changed so much in the last few months, you upgraded in belts, but you downgraded in life, I mean you’re still one of –the best- To strap up boots, and although I used to stand back and say I was better, I think I get it now , I think maybe perhaps I understand a little of what it is to have –pride- in what you’ve done to look but you keep telling everyone that the diamonds should bow down, appreciate your blessings as you choose to give them. That that Belt is all about you.”
Pan actually laughs a bit.
“I hear the desperation in your voice the more you hold onto that belt, the more we all scramble and you demand attention, and now you have it, in spades in your natural element, Me, Gabriella, Alexis ..We’re coming out of the woodwork for you, you will walk out and say I don’t deserve this, say how I’m not on your level and every word will be like a skip on a broken record.”
Pan chuckles
“All about me, all about me , All …About .. me.”
Pan shakes her head.
“So me and Gabriela will throw down with you, we’ll dance we’ll do what we do, I’ll even extend my hand out to her and tag freely, but You are seeing a new , improved Freeman, You said you wanted girls to bring it once to heighten their game to threaten you.”
Pan extends her arms, hands getusring to her self
"Be careful what boxes you open"
Cue the wink and that infectious smile.
“Not only that but you didn’t deliver on your promise to throw Luna back where she belongs, no… She’s still here with everyone else, the debate rages on, but I think. You have had just about enough attention.”
Pan holds up her hand and motions as if to dismiss the imaginary Paige before she brightens and bounces at the camera.
“Alexis! Sis! Welcome to the party! Man if this match lasts , what? Five second it’s gonna be a miracle I can hear Garcia already complain about the unfairness of it all ,I mean that was quite a display you made back there, real stamp and declaration of intent.”
Pan laughs shaking her head before she goes cold, the bouncing stops and she sounds somewhat annoyed.
“Get in line."
She smirks just a bit that tone remaning.
"Caffey I know what it is you’re doing, trying to push yourself in there, and before we know it the Diamonds Title match suddenly has four contenders, I’m once again thrown into a situation where I don’t have to lose to lose , I have my own reasons for wanting to reach the top, to prove wrong the doubters, to prove you and her wrong, to be an Iron Maiden Worthy of the damn name.”
She shook her head.
“Come Sacrifice, Whatever happens The rest of the division is now on notice that it’s Party time, I have such sights to show you. In the name of Freeman, See you soon.”
Fin
Hollywood undead is still on the speakers as Warren is walking down the hallways.
And there she is, just there, blue hair rainbow lipstick and standing in his way.
He goes to push past her, but a hand snatches out on his wrist.
A day before.
She stood back away from him, a hand running over the back of his wrist after the kiss parted, mouth hanging open as she struggled to find words, eyes looking up at him, utterly exposed honest, eyes just piercing into her as she took a breath and touched at her lips with a little smile.
Motor city Mayhem
“Warren, look at me…I get you're angry, I really do, but this isn’t how to do this.”
Warren’s eyes turn to look at her and he scowls even as clings to his wrist again, harder and her own anger pushes up a bit and she gets in his face a bit.
“Hate breeds hate, don’t do this Warren, please.”
Warren pulled his arm free from her grasp and looked ready to speak to her even as she heard her name called from the back, and she turned to look that way distracted by the call to Iron Maiden. Then back to where Warren had been.
And he was gone, and Pan sighed, a little sad, a little upset, and worst of all? She understood it.
“You’re more like your dad than you think…All will be well”
A day ago.
She was still speechless, even as she sat there smirking, Spike started to turn away but her hand snagged to grab his wrist and pull him back into a Kiss of her own, hand on his face and the other on his wrist before she breaks it and finally speaks.
“How on earth do I respond to that. Huh?”
She was being playful, smiling because she’d already responded Even as Spike pulled her and she let loose a squeak and then, gently eased back with a soft chuckle.
After Motor City Mayhem.
She went to find him, Spike, a frown on her features even as she say Spike clutching the Belt and she was still covered in some sweat, nobody got in her way nobody.
And she was denied by doctors who were doing their checks and running their tests and making sure Spike Kane was all ok , Pan tied once more to get the through the impressive IWF medical chaperones.
“Get out of my Goddamn way!”
The next day.
“You’ve been living in your car all this time kid?”
Pan frowned as Spike peeked his head out the door as Pan was pulling loose a bag of clothes and he was coming to help.
“You should be resting Spike.”
Spike chuckled and moved over, though limping a bit and smirking as he grabbed the bag.
“Plenty of time for that when..”
Pan’s frown cut him off as she looked at him, he could see the whirling torrent of emotions written on her face, in her eyes, for a moment juts a moment he regretted letting her into his life, and then a singular nagging feeling ripped that away as He realized that Pan would have just kicked the door in anyway , her display at the Motor City Mayhem has proved that much.
“Bad phrasing…I can’t Just Rest Pandora.”
She nodded a bit and patted his face with a soft.
“Fine, but you get one bag.”
Spike shook his head and they started to unpack pan into settling down a bit, which for her was perhaps the scariest thing she’d ever done.
Time to work.
We Fade in on Pan lounged across a seat like she was on a throne, a little smirk crossing her face, then a finger wave.
“Ladies”
She swings her feet , eyes glittering as she glares into the camera.
“I did it, I beat the rest in one hell of a fight, one by one by one until That’s it, Your new Iron Maiden, right here.”
Pan grins slightly as she swings her legs off the seat an d sits almost prim and proper and expects one side of her hand and then the other like she was inspecting her nails.
“So, I once said I was the future, and it’s looking like the future is here , but now isn’t the time to rest on my laurels, the Iron maiden is a path to walk down, to endure and take what’s coming and it’s only just started, and well our last Maiden look where she is..”
Pan sighed and looked sort of sad as she stood before suddenly grinning, arms spread as she sort of hop bounces on the spot.
“This week we’re back on the road, back to preparing for well, Night of the Immortals, and who do I find myself against? Paige Garcia and Alexis Caffey, tagging with Gabriella Luna, the girl so nice She faced Eternity twice. The girl who if I remember rightly Doesn’t really have a fond ness for my taste in music, but really? We’re team mates, she had her chance yanked out from under her by Alexis Caffey, of all people , looks like the dance has only really just begun.”
Pan chuckles a bit and rubs her hands together as she sways back and forth on the spot.
“Paige, Paige, Paige, here we are again right things have changed so much in the last few months, you upgraded in belts, but you downgraded in life, I mean you’re still one of –the best- To strap up boots, and although I used to stand back and say I was better, I think I get it now , I think maybe perhaps I understand a little of what it is to have –pride- in what you’ve done to look but you keep telling everyone that the diamonds should bow down, appreciate your blessings as you choose to give them. That that Belt is all about you.”
Pan actually laughs a bit.
“I hear the desperation in your voice the more you hold onto that belt, the more we all scramble and you demand attention, and now you have it, in spades in your natural element, Me, Gabriella, Alexis ..We’re coming out of the woodwork for you, you will walk out and say I don’t deserve this, say how I’m not on your level and every word will be like a skip on a broken record.”
Pan chuckles
“All about me, all about me , All …About .. me.”
Pan shakes her head.
“So me and Gabriela will throw down with you, we’ll dance we’ll do what we do, I’ll even extend my hand out to her and tag freely, but You are seeing a new , improved Freeman, You said you wanted girls to bring it once to heighten their game to threaten you.”
Pan extends her arms, hands getusring to her self
"Be careful what boxes you open"
Cue the wink and that infectious smile.
“Not only that but you didn’t deliver on your promise to throw Luna back where she belongs, no… She’s still here with everyone else, the debate rages on, but I think. You have had just about enough attention.”
Pan holds up her hand and motions as if to dismiss the imaginary Paige before she brightens and bounces at the camera.
“Alexis! Sis! Welcome to the party! Man if this match lasts , what? Five second it’s gonna be a miracle I can hear Garcia already complain about the unfairness of it all ,I mean that was quite a display you made back there, real stamp and declaration of intent.”
Pan laughs shaking her head before she goes cold, the bouncing stops and she sounds somewhat annoyed.
“Get in line."
She smirks just a bit that tone remaning.
"Caffey I know what it is you’re doing, trying to push yourself in there, and before we know it the Diamonds Title match suddenly has four contenders, I’m once again thrown into a situation where I don’t have to lose to lose , I have my own reasons for wanting to reach the top, to prove wrong the doubters, to prove you and her wrong, to be an Iron Maiden Worthy of the damn name.”
She shook her head.
“Come Sacrifice, Whatever happens The rest of the division is now on notice that it’s Party time, I have such sights to show you. In the name of Freeman, See you soon.”
Fin
Well howdy there pardner.