Post by CinderellaLies on Nov 29, 2008 17:37:11 GMT -4
The mysterious woman continues walking down the hall to Jeff's office when she is stopped by a large hand on her shoulder and spun back around. She looks up into the ice blue eyes of the man whose face was against her tongue only moments before.
Woman: Can I help you?
Trevor Blackwell: Yeah...Who the hell are you?
Woman: What's it to you?
Trevor: Umm, let's see...you have my blood running down your chin. You just walked over and licked me...for no apparent reason except that you felt like it...
Woman, looking puzzled: What's wrong with that?
Trevor: Look, are you some crazy fan, or what?
Woman: I don't even know who you are, Guy. You just looked tasty, that's all. Now back off!
Trevor: You have the nerve to tell me to back off when you're the one who approached me!?
Woman: Look buddy, I just wanted to know if it was as good as it looked. Craving satisfied. Now go back to and let your girlfriend tend you like a good boy! Leave me the fuck alone!
Trevor, disgusted: Who? You mean my sister? Seriously, bitch. What the fuck is your issue?
Woman: Who says I have the issue? You're the one getting your dick in a knot just because I licked your face. I'd say that YOU have a problem.
Trevor: I just wanted to know your name! You are the one who thinks it's okay to go around licking people without asking!
Woman: Would you have said yes?
Trevor stops short and looks at the woman as if she has three heads, and they all just told him they don't smoke.
Trevor: Huh?
Woman: If I had asked you if I could lick your face...Would you have said yes?
Trevor: Umm...Well...Fuck! I guess so...
The woman smiles up at him and grabs his hair, licking the blood from his cheek a second time.
Woman: Tabitha Crowley.
Trevor: Huh...What?
Tabitha smiles: That's my name.
Trevor: Tabitha...You are a crazy bitch.
Tabitha smiles wider.
Trevor: Do you want to go get a drink or something? Maybe dinner tomorrow?
Tabitha: Sounds good.
TOMORROW
Trevor Blackwell and Tabitha Crowley sit together at the bar part of a restaurant. The kind of restaurant with all of the memorabilia hanging on the walls, collecting dust.
Trevor: So what brought you to APW?
Tabitha: I thought it would be a good outlet for my aggressions. My last therapist told me I should find a "Constructive way to outlet my feelings".
She shrugs and sips her drink
Tabitha: Then I pushed him down a flight of stairs for saying I was lead by my emotions and didn't think things through.
Trevor: Oh. Well who are you debuting against?
Tabitha: Someone named Fyre Angel. Do you know anything about her?
Trevor: She's the APW Extreme Champion and a good friend of mine.
Tabitha: The Extreme Champion? So she's sent a few people through some tables?
Trevor: Not really...
Tabitha: Then she's set some of her opponents on fire then?
Trevor: No...
Tabitha: Oh. Well she's had to have bloodied then up with weapons then.
Trevor: Actually...She only really seems to use her sais on herself.
Tabitha looks astounded. Trevor looks sheepishly into his drink, almost ashamed of the Extreme Title holder.
Tabitha: You're telling me that the APW Extreme Champion isn't Hardcore at all? That instead of nailing her opponents she...cuts herself?
Trevor: Umm, she's done some hardcore stuff...It's just been awhile.
Tabitha looks relieved as if she finally understands what Trevor Blackwell is telling her.
Tabitha: Oh! So you mean she hasn't had to do any hardcore matches since she won her title! I get it.
Trevor: Umm, no, actually. I mean she hasn't done anything hardcore since...I'm not sure I remember when...It hasn't been in APW...some other fed?
Tabitha: WHAT?!
Trevor scratches his head.
Trevor: I really can't remember...It's been that long.
Tabitha: You mean she only has the Extreme Title because...because there was no one else to give it to?
Trevor looks at Tabitha's shocked face and grins.
Trevor: Yeah. That sounds about right.
Tabitha: Well that was before I was here. This bitch has another thing coming if she thinks I'm going to be easy competition! Winning only because everyone sucks! That's okay for jobbers and stuff, but for a title holder?! I'm going to show this girl that there is no room for an Angel in the Extreme division! Hell! There's no room for an Angel in Wrestling period!
Tabitha knocks back her drink and wipes her mouth, looking at Trevor.
Tabitha: You know, I hope you don't like this Fyre Angel too much Trevor, because I would hate to break you heart. But it's high time this Federation had a reason to watch her wrestle. And I'll be the person who gives it to them. I'm going to wipe the ring with her from one end to the other. We'll see how many fans that'll give the Extreme division!
Trevor smiles with a moonstruck look at Tabitha and the camera fades out.
Woman: Can I help you?
Trevor Blackwell: Yeah...Who the hell are you?
Woman: What's it to you?
Trevor: Umm, let's see...you have my blood running down your chin. You just walked over and licked me...for no apparent reason except that you felt like it...
Woman, looking puzzled: What's wrong with that?
Trevor: Look, are you some crazy fan, or what?
Woman: I don't even know who you are, Guy. You just looked tasty, that's all. Now back off!
Trevor: You have the nerve to tell me to back off when you're the one who approached me!?
Woman: Look buddy, I just wanted to know if it was as good as it looked. Craving satisfied. Now go back to and let your girlfriend tend you like a good boy! Leave me the fuck alone!
Trevor, disgusted: Who? You mean my sister? Seriously, bitch. What the fuck is your issue?
Woman: Who says I have the issue? You're the one getting your dick in a knot just because I licked your face. I'd say that YOU have a problem.
Trevor: I just wanted to know your name! You are the one who thinks it's okay to go around licking people without asking!
Woman: Would you have said yes?
Trevor stops short and looks at the woman as if she has three heads, and they all just told him they don't smoke.
Trevor: Huh?
Woman: If I had asked you if I could lick your face...Would you have said yes?
Trevor: Umm...Well...Fuck! I guess so...
The woman smiles up at him and grabs his hair, licking the blood from his cheek a second time.
Woman: Tabitha Crowley.
Trevor: Huh...What?
Tabitha smiles: That's my name.
Trevor: Tabitha...You are a crazy bitch.
Tabitha smiles wider.
Trevor: Do you want to go get a drink or something? Maybe dinner tomorrow?
Tabitha: Sounds good.
TOMORROW
Trevor Blackwell and Tabitha Crowley sit together at the bar part of a restaurant. The kind of restaurant with all of the memorabilia hanging on the walls, collecting dust.
Trevor: So what brought you to APW?
Tabitha: I thought it would be a good outlet for my aggressions. My last therapist told me I should find a "Constructive way to outlet my feelings".
She shrugs and sips her drink
Tabitha: Then I pushed him down a flight of stairs for saying I was lead by my emotions and didn't think things through.
Trevor: Oh. Well who are you debuting against?
Tabitha: Someone named Fyre Angel. Do you know anything about her?
Trevor: She's the APW Extreme Champion and a good friend of mine.
Tabitha: The Extreme Champion? So she's sent a few people through some tables?
Trevor: Not really...
Tabitha: Then she's set some of her opponents on fire then?
Trevor: No...
Tabitha: Oh. Well she's had to have bloodied then up with weapons then.
Trevor: Actually...She only really seems to use her sais on herself.
Tabitha looks astounded. Trevor looks sheepishly into his drink, almost ashamed of the Extreme Title holder.
Tabitha: You're telling me that the APW Extreme Champion isn't Hardcore at all? That instead of nailing her opponents she...cuts herself?
Trevor: Umm, she's done some hardcore stuff...It's just been awhile.
Tabitha looks relieved as if she finally understands what Trevor Blackwell is telling her.
Tabitha: Oh! So you mean she hasn't had to do any hardcore matches since she won her title! I get it.
Trevor: Umm, no, actually. I mean she hasn't done anything hardcore since...I'm not sure I remember when...It hasn't been in APW...some other fed?
Tabitha: WHAT?!
Trevor scratches his head.
Trevor: I really can't remember...It's been that long.
Tabitha: You mean she only has the Extreme Title because...because there was no one else to give it to?
Trevor looks at Tabitha's shocked face and grins.
Trevor: Yeah. That sounds about right.
Tabitha: Well that was before I was here. This bitch has another thing coming if she thinks I'm going to be easy competition! Winning only because everyone sucks! That's okay for jobbers and stuff, but for a title holder?! I'm going to show this girl that there is no room for an Angel in the Extreme division! Hell! There's no room for an Angel in Wrestling period!
Tabitha knocks back her drink and wipes her mouth, looking at Trevor.
Tabitha: You know, I hope you don't like this Fyre Angel too much Trevor, because I would hate to break you heart. But it's high time this Federation had a reason to watch her wrestle. And I'll be the person who gives it to them. I'm going to wipe the ring with her from one end to the other. We'll see how many fans that'll give the Extreme division!
Trevor smiles with a moonstruck look at Tabitha and the camera fades out.
