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Post by The Shadowed Heart on Jan 6, 2017 20:02:27 GMT -5
The Shadowed Heart kicked off the New Year witih a victory over Eddie Kovacs, it wasn't without a price however. The Pervert was walking towards his locker room, holding his shoulder in pain from the match. The Pervert was wincing as he applied pressure to ease the pain. Heart looked to see ( person ) standing at the door to his locker room. The Pervert just wanted a little rest, but that seemed far from the case, with next week off..which only helped his case. He also thought about the draft after All or Nothing which hopefully kept him on Riot, but he could see a chance on Ignition as well. That wasn't in his hands, but he glared at ( person ) wondering if they were wanting a lunch date or to make life difficult for one another.
The Pervert leaned against the opposite wall, trying to nurse his shoulder as he looked at ( person ) trying to light a cigarette he bummed from the production crew before he made his stop
Heart: I'm not in the business of shouldering more work for the night, ya have something on ya mind...or can I enter my own space ?
-ANYONE MAY CONTINUE-
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Post by Deleted on Jan 7, 2017 1:54:47 GMT -5
Leaning against the door was an oblivious Olivia, who was looking down at herself with a blank stare. She only reacted when "The Pervert" spoke to her.Olivia: "Oh! Uh, sorry. I didn't mean to. I-it won't happen again."She only briefly looked up and gave a faint smile to say a few words before trailing off in a more sorrow way. It was obvious that she wasn't the happiest person at the moment.
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Post by The Shadowed Heart on Jan 7, 2017 3:07:44 GMT -5
The Pervert was a little more sympathetic than most would of her, she looked in a daze. Or was she looking for the " bigger and better " half ?
Heart: Were you looking for my bigger and better half ? Or was there something wrong ?
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Post by Deleted on Jan 7, 2017 12:19:57 GMT -5
Taking a deep breathe and letting out a strong exhale, Olivia then proceed to answer.
Olivia: "Oh, just nothing. I-I'm fine. Trust me, I'm fine. I promise you."
That was so far from the truth as it could be, and her body language agreed with that.
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Post by The Shadowed Heart on Jan 7, 2017 13:01:28 GMT -5
The BS detector went off like Gordon Ramsay. Wtf is his broad thinking that the pervert is clueless...
Heart: Open the door...
The pervert was a little more commanding in his tone, knowing that she wouldn't be at his door idly
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Post by Deleted on Jan 7, 2017 14:05:51 GMT -5
Olivia moved away from the door, letting the pervert have a way into his assigned locker room.
Olivia: "Sorry about that. All yours."
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Post by The Shadowed Heart on Jan 7, 2017 14:43:42 GMT -5
The Pervert used his better arm and pointed Olivia towards a chair in his locker room. Daddy issues, man issues or just issues...The Pervert isn't letting this go so easily.
Heart: Sit !
The command in his tone could intimidate or turn people on. It wasn't often that he demonstrated such to people
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Post by Deleted on Jan 8, 2017 17:47:16 GMT -5
Olivia was bewildered by Shadow's tone and surprised at that. Nevertheless, She decided to walk into the Pervert's locker room and sat at the chair he mentioned to.
Olivia: "Chilly night, isn't it?"
She followed with a fake laugh, trying to hide the sadness going through her mind.
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Post by The Shadowed Heart on Jan 8, 2017 18:45:22 GMT -5
The Pervert is eyeing her down as if she really had something to get off her chest...Heart sat in his favorite papasan couch while rubbing his shoulder from his match.
Heart: Your diverting my attention is not very effective...your obviously screaming for something
The Pervert could smell it in her voice like a German Shepherd and cocaine, he could smell many things...though his preference is the smell from his trademark " black box "
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Post by Deleted on Jan 11, 2017 16:11:58 GMT -5
With a deep sigh, Olivia leaned up as she prepared to speak.
Olivia: "You know what? I don't even know where to start. I mean, there are so many things that had me down at the moment."
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Post by The Shadowed Heart on Jan 11, 2017 20:49:37 GMT -5
The Pervert crossed his legs while letting Livvy spill her feelings. It's almost sentimental that he could be that much of the sweetheart when he wanted to be...
Heart: Well, where do you want to start
Dr.Phil..eat your heart out, The Pervert is officially taking over the doctor's office
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Post by Deleted on Jan 12, 2017 10:58:03 GMT -5
Olivia squinted a bit as she jumped back. She was suprised to say the least by showing this side of Shadow.
Olivia: "Wow, uh...when did you turn into Jerry Springer? And I'm talking about the early-nineties Springer when he asked the juicy questions."
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Post by The Shadowed Heart on Jan 12, 2017 19:57:27 GMT -5
The Pervert himself, couldn't take that as either an insult or compliment of being referenced to Jerry Springer
Heart: Well, we're not throwing chairs and brawling here, but you have quite a bit you need to get off your chest...
The Pervert taps his fingers along the infamous " black box " as he deflected her question
Heart: So...start, I don't get paid by the hour here
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Post by Deleted on Jan 15, 2017 18:28:03 GMT -5
Olivia: "I guess I could start with my recent losing streak, or literally falling for the worst person ever and being made to look like a complete idiot on National TV, but the think I'm worried about the most is the draft. I mean, I don't know what I'd do if I got exchanged from a show I take a lot of pride in being on."
Olivia clutched herself and ticked her head to the side twice, frightened at the thought being taken off of Riot in exchange for Ignition. This was her dream-career, being able to professionally wrestle on the exact show that got her into professional wrestling.
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Post by The Shadowed Heart on Jan 15, 2017 20:18:06 GMT -5
The Pervert listens to her start her problems like it was a rΓ©sumΓ©. His mental notes are picking her words apart by the letter. Heart: Douchebags...that's almost a prerequisite to be a part of the XHW. Your losing streak, well you can control that...are you the better girl? I mean, the draft...nothing you can do about that...I mean is there something that you are hesitant to join ignition ?
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