Apt Pupil (Round 2) (Misfitt)

[DARKSIDE]

Angel departs from the SIN locker room following the "fire" incident and struts down the hall. She disppears around the corner, but one of the camera men follows her. Angel notices the man coming up near her and she plays to him, flirting to the camera for a bit, but then she gets serious and bats the camera away as she approaches a particular locker room door....

Angel takes a sheet of paper out of her gym bag. The paper has something written on it in heavy black marker. She gets some tape out and fixes the note to the door with a few hard pounds, also meant to alert those inside the room of her presence. Angel just picks her gym bag back up and stomps away down the hall, toward the training room....possibly to get in some practice time before her next match?? Only she knew for sure.

Then, the locker room door swings open and Misfitt peeks her head out with a frustrated scowl on her face. She sees the note on the door and rips it away from its bonds. She reads it....

U NEED MORE WORK!!
COME SEE ME! NOW![/b]

Misfitt crumples the note and stomps it as it hits the floor. She rolls her eyes and goes back into her room......

(tag to Misfitt)

[KraZ]

As the door slams shut Misfitt starts talking to herself.

What does, Angel, think this is... A game? I need to turn it up the carnage. I'll show her. Now where did I put that ring gear.

[DARKSIDE]

Angel has already changed into her ring gear and is warming up in the practice ring as she waits for Misfitt to join her. Several minutes go by and soon, Angel becomes very impatient and rather bored. She ducks down out of the ring, cracks open a bottle of beer from her cooler and chugs it down before she towels the sweat off of her face and then...storms out of the gym, heading right back toward Misfitt's locker room, saying under her breath, That little hag is gonna learn some respect, even if I have to beat it out of her![/i]

Angel stomps down the hallway, walking with clenched fists and still growling and carrying on in a frustrated manner. Just as she turns the corner and has Misfitt's locker room in her view, she stops short as she sees someone else standing in the hall, just a few yards away......

(tag)

[KraZ]

The person she sees is non other then, Harlequin.

Hey, Angel is it. Why are you helping out that anal train wreck Misfuck. We both know that belt she has is on a short leace. Your just playing with her ain't you. Your getting her to "give" you a title shot, aren't you? I mean, we all know that Vile should be next in line. She is on a roll as of late.

Harlequin rests on the door right next to Misfitts locker room.

[DARKSIDE]

Umm....excuse me? Who the fuck are YOU? Don't talk to me like you know me, witch. In fact, I don't know who you are, or even who you THINK you are. Do you? **cough cough** Damn it! What's with all the dust and dirt? You trying to suffocate me or something? You know, you don't need to try so hard to fit in with the other skanks in this place. When you heard they were all "dirty whores", you weren't supposed to take it literally! Huh huh ha ha haaaa.....**cough cough hack** UGH! Kind of makes you look a little....."slow", honey. Sorry, but I can't be bothered to chat it up with you right now. Ya see, sugar tits.....I don't speak "retard"![/b]

Angel shoves her way past Harlequin and begins pounding on Misfitt's locker room door. She stops and turns to address Harlequin once again as she waits for Misfitt to answer the door....

....and, NO! I don't want another title shot. I'm not trying to screw Misfitt. If she refuses to let me help her, she's just gonna screw herself. She's better off, trust me! I don't see Vile doing anything to establish herself as a contender, and if she wants to face Misfitt after her training....well, let's hope she has her will written up before she walks that aisle! She'll be one DEAD BITCH once the "new improved" Misfitt is done tearing her to pieces!

So....why am I trying so hard to make Misfitt better? Try becoming a champion yourself someday, "Pigpen". Maybe then you'll get a clue. Misfitt and I.... we have an agreement.

It's an "Angels Champion" thing. YOU wouldn't understand![/b]

Angel turns her nose up at Harlequin and completely dismisses her as she continues to knock on Misfitt's door...growling and grinding her teeth in frustration. Angel grabs and shakes the lever to open the door, but it's locked. She kicks at the door, shouting obscenities and getting even more pissed off.

(tag)

[KraZ]

The sound of a door unlocking is heard. Misfitt moves out a little with the door just a little open.

What is it... Oh it's you Angel did I mean our training. I got some pot from Trip, and fell asleep.

See looks over to see Harlequin.

What you doing here, clown?

Harlequin moves from the door way, and turns to Angel.

So, we will talk later. Have fun with your little trainy. And about that Angel title... its in the works. But why don't we make your and Misfitt training a bit more fun. You two against me and Vile. What you think?

[DARKSIDE]

Really? REALLY? Fine! You got it. Go wake up your skeezy little girlfriend and bring her with you out to that ring. Two laughable wannabes like you and Vile will get eaten alive by two women with championship gold in their blood like me and Misfitt! You're gonna try and prove yourselves as being worthy, but all you'll really prove is how weak and pathetic you both are. I wouldn't be surprised if you get laughed out of the arena. Ha ha ha ha haaa.....[/b]

Angel turns to Misfitt, pushes her back a little and goes along into her locker room. She squeezes up close to Misfitt, almost pinning her against the wall. Angel lowers her tone to a sexy purr and whispers into Misfitt's ear, Tonight, we aren't fighting each other. There's no "you" and "me" this time. We must come together and be as one, baby. We both know what it is to taste greatness.....to feel the cold, hard gold against our bare flesh. We are better than any other woman in this company. Vile and that other dirty slut just wrote their own death warrants. You and I....united in our goals....will be indestructible!![/i]

Angel pauses and backs away from Misfitt a little bit. She takes a deep breath in through her nose and fills her lungs with the rich presence of the pot smoke that still lingers in the room. Angel looks back at Misfitt and smiles....Now, now...you know the rules. Never bring "candy" to the classroom unless you're gonna SHARE!![/i] **wink**

Got any more of that??[/b]

(tag)

[KraZ]

Not right now, but I could phone in an order to the dealer. Maybe Harlequin and Vile should find someone with blood matching their type... because after the best face them. They are going to be on live spprote for a long time... That is if they even make it out of the ring still breathing. So Harlequin, get your little Vile and write out your wills. For we will be ending your dirty slut conection tonight.

[DARKSIDE]

Angel listens to Misfitt's words and just stands there pointing proudly at the Angels Champion while nodding and showing a cocky grin on her face. She claps and says, Now....THAT'S what I talking about![/b]

(tag/fade)