Post by acameron on Jun 17, 2007 5:56:20 GMT -4
(><)The first Dark Match was over. Tommy Gunns was victorious over Nergal. She waited by the curtain, Tommy passed through, she gave him a pat on the arm as a congratulations of sorts. Nergal sat up in the ring, chuckled to himself before laying back down and rolling all the way to the ropes and out the ring. He made his way up the ramp, through the curtain and bam... Ran right into the someone. His chest meeting the soft chest of the woman. She cleared her throat. He looked down at her and tilted his head slightly.(><)
"Hello Ryan."
"Ash... Ash... ley..."
(><)She looked around the spot. Other wrestlers looking their way. She wanted to stay to watch Kaze's upcoming match but... This was important. She grabbed Ryan by his wrist, the one adorned with the family glove of sorts. She dragged him away from the area. Further away. Away. They left the arena after he changed into street wear, still wearing the mascara though. It was a personal thing with him. Leaving the arena they caught a cab and headed back to the Angel's Tower. The trip was quiet. Quiet even more when they got to the tower. Up they went. Into the apartment of sorts. Kaze and her's. She told him to make himself comfortable and he did. Taking a seat on the couch.(><)
"Your p-place?"
"Mine and my girlfriend's place. You can meet her later if you wish."
"Sure. Whatever..."
(><)Was he upset about losing the match? She shook her head and sat down on the couch next to him. No, that's just how he always was. Always a bit.. moody. It was good to see him again. Despite all the horrible things he's done to her in her life. He was still family and she still loved him. She smiled and tilted her head at him, his head hung low.(><)
"Did you follow me up here? Wrestling out of Detroit wasn't enough for you?"
"Nah... It was fine... Pay was okay... Can't blame me if I wan-want to see my lit-little sister now can you?"
"The last time we spoke, you helped me decide to come here... I need to thank you for that. If it wasn't for your suggestion I wouldn't have met the love of my life."
"Heh... I still can't believe this..."
"Can't believe what?"
"You... In love. The free spirit... The untamed one... In love... Its almost like a fairy tale..."
(><)She shook her head with a sigh as he pulled at the strands of hair that hung in his face gently. Inflicting pain on one's self was always nice. He enjoyed it. His ribs were burning from those spears he took from Gunns but... They also felt good. It made him know he was alive. He chuckled briefly before looking to his sister.(><)
"Yeah, well, I'm in love. I think you'll like her."
"Oh... Oh hell no... I'm not meeting her."
"And why not?"
"I don't want to... She wont like me anyway."
"Oh bullshit Ryan. Don't try and get out of this. I want you to meet her."
"The moment she learns of my disorder she'll treat me different. I ain't ha-having that shit."
"She's not like that Ryan... Besides you don't have to tell her your psychosis. You haven't had an episode in a while right? Maybe its clearing up?"
"Oh.. Who are you kidding? These things don't clear up... Its with me for life and gets me judgments from everyone."
"She's not like that. Please meet her? For me.. Your little sister."
"Fucking hell... Fine..."
(><)She smiled and shoved him gently on the arm, he returned the favor.(><)
"Can I get you something to drink Ryan?"
"Sprite if you have it..."
(><)She patted him on the leg before getting up and heading into the kitchen, unfortunately she didn't have any sprite in stock, so, he'd have to settle with Sierra Mist. He followed her with his eyes as he stood up. A grin coming to his face. He wanted to have a little fun with his little sister(No! Not that kind of fun!). He cranked his neck to the right, it popped. He followed her into the kitchen. Sitting the glass on the counter she begins to fill it up with the soda pop. Filling it to about four inches from the rim of the glass she stops and sets the bottle on the counter, she turns to call out to him, to asking him if he wanted something to eat... He was there infront of her, he pressed his forearm against her throat and ran her back against the counter, she grunted out. His eyes shining with hate and rage. Even a hint of joy. He chuckled briefly before grunting himself, a slap across the face sent him stumbling away from her, she straightened up, scoffed and looked at him.(><)
"Jesus Christ! What the fuck is wrong with you Ryan?!"
"Hahahaha... Relax little sister... Just making sure you're still on your a-game..."
"Yeah, my "game" is just fine. Don't do that again, if you feel you can't then you can just the hell out, okay?"
"It wont... Don't worry..."
(><)Ryan moved to the counter and lifted the glass up, taking a sip of the liquid within, he let out a satsifying grunt as he set the glass down and looked at the clock.(><)
"And just when will she be home?"
"Within a couple of hours I'd say. She has a big match tonight so... Why don't we go back into the living room and turn the channel to catch the show, hmm? Just like old times, eh?"
(><)He nodded and lifted his glass as the two proceeded back into the living room, taking their seats on the couch she picked up the remote control to the television. Flicked the TV on and the switched the channel to Channel 169. The two watched the show. Throughout the show snacks had been brought in from the TV and the two had bonded a bit more, played roughly with each other, headlocks, shoves, etc, etc... The show was enjoyable. She even mentioned to him that she wanted him to meet her other family. Her family here and Toronto. Now all that needed to be done was Kaze to come home...(><)
"Hello Ryan."
"Ash... Ash... ley..."
(><)She looked around the spot. Other wrestlers looking their way. She wanted to stay to watch Kaze's upcoming match but... This was important. She grabbed Ryan by his wrist, the one adorned with the family glove of sorts. She dragged him away from the area. Further away. Away. They left the arena after he changed into street wear, still wearing the mascara though. It was a personal thing with him. Leaving the arena they caught a cab and headed back to the Angel's Tower. The trip was quiet. Quiet even more when they got to the tower. Up they went. Into the apartment of sorts. Kaze and her's. She told him to make himself comfortable and he did. Taking a seat on the couch.(><)
"Your p-place?"
"Mine and my girlfriend's place. You can meet her later if you wish."
"Sure. Whatever..."
(><)Was he upset about losing the match? She shook her head and sat down on the couch next to him. No, that's just how he always was. Always a bit.. moody. It was good to see him again. Despite all the horrible things he's done to her in her life. He was still family and she still loved him. She smiled and tilted her head at him, his head hung low.(><)
"Did you follow me up here? Wrestling out of Detroit wasn't enough for you?"
"Nah... It was fine... Pay was okay... Can't blame me if I wan-want to see my lit-little sister now can you?"
"The last time we spoke, you helped me decide to come here... I need to thank you for that. If it wasn't for your suggestion I wouldn't have met the love of my life."
"Heh... I still can't believe this..."
"Can't believe what?"
"You... In love. The free spirit... The untamed one... In love... Its almost like a fairy tale..."
(><)She shook her head with a sigh as he pulled at the strands of hair that hung in his face gently. Inflicting pain on one's self was always nice. He enjoyed it. His ribs were burning from those spears he took from Gunns but... They also felt good. It made him know he was alive. He chuckled briefly before looking to his sister.(><)
"Yeah, well, I'm in love. I think you'll like her."
"Oh... Oh hell no... I'm not meeting her."
"And why not?"
"I don't want to... She wont like me anyway."
"Oh bullshit Ryan. Don't try and get out of this. I want you to meet her."
"The moment she learns of my disorder she'll treat me different. I ain't ha-having that shit."
"She's not like that Ryan... Besides you don't have to tell her your psychosis. You haven't had an episode in a while right? Maybe its clearing up?"
"Oh.. Who are you kidding? These things don't clear up... Its with me for life and gets me judgments from everyone."
"She's not like that. Please meet her? For me.. Your little sister."
"Fucking hell... Fine..."
(><)She smiled and shoved him gently on the arm, he returned the favor.(><)
"Can I get you something to drink Ryan?"
"Sprite if you have it..."
(><)She patted him on the leg before getting up and heading into the kitchen, unfortunately she didn't have any sprite in stock, so, he'd have to settle with Sierra Mist. He followed her with his eyes as he stood up. A grin coming to his face. He wanted to have a little fun with his little sister(No! Not that kind of fun!). He cranked his neck to the right, it popped. He followed her into the kitchen. Sitting the glass on the counter she begins to fill it up with the soda pop. Filling it to about four inches from the rim of the glass she stops and sets the bottle on the counter, she turns to call out to him, to asking him if he wanted something to eat... He was there infront of her, he pressed his forearm against her throat and ran her back against the counter, she grunted out. His eyes shining with hate and rage. Even a hint of joy. He chuckled briefly before grunting himself, a slap across the face sent him stumbling away from her, she straightened up, scoffed and looked at him.(><)
"Jesus Christ! What the fuck is wrong with you Ryan?!"
"Hahahaha... Relax little sister... Just making sure you're still on your a-game..."
"Yeah, my "game" is just fine. Don't do that again, if you feel you can't then you can just the hell out, okay?"
"It wont... Don't worry..."
(><)Ryan moved to the counter and lifted the glass up, taking a sip of the liquid within, he let out a satsifying grunt as he set the glass down and looked at the clock.(><)
"And just when will she be home?"
"Within a couple of hours I'd say. She has a big match tonight so... Why don't we go back into the living room and turn the channel to catch the show, hmm? Just like old times, eh?"
(><)He nodded and lifted his glass as the two proceeded back into the living room, taking their seats on the couch she picked up the remote control to the television. Flicked the TV on and the switched the channel to Channel 169. The two watched the show. Throughout the show snacks had been brought in from the TV and the two had bonded a bit more, played roughly with each other, headlocks, shoves, etc, etc... The show was enjoyable. She even mentioned to him that she wanted him to meet her other family. Her family here and Toronto. Now all that needed to be done was Kaze to come home...(><)