Post by Lord Hastings on Jul 25, 2009 22:06:57 GMT -5
Donovan paces in the locker room that he shares with Calypso, as she sifts through her gear.
Hastings: This is unacceptable...and inconceivable! Your fhwoom has failed us!
Calypso looks up at him.
Calypso: Excuse me? My what?
Hastings: You know what I mean!
Calypso: I do. But just once, I'd like to hear you call something of mine by its right name.
Donovan stops and stares at her. Neither speaks for a few moments.
Calypso: Voodoo. It's a voodoo doll.
Hastings: It failed us.
He begins pacing again.
Calypso: You know, I didn't even get it back. I think Boolz still has it.
Donovan stops again.
Hastings: You know, you just don't get it, do you?
Calypso: That's funny, from you.
Hastings: Peterson has taken things too far now. He's crossed the line.
Calypso: You don't think you crossed the line first?
Hastings: I would be outraged if he dared lay a finger on me, and he went beyond even that! He kicked me in the chest. HE. KICKED. ME. IN. THE. CHEST.
Calypso: WHAT. IS. YOUR. POINT.
Donovan begins pacing again.
Hastings: Come Sentinel, we get another chance to qualify for Battleground. A second chance, and that is something a lot of people don't get. Battleground is the key to everything, it's the linchpin. After I've won Battleground, I get to have any match that I want.
Donovan stops, his back to Calypso.
Hastings: It can be the Lord Donovan Hastings, versus Owen Peterson...in a Hangman's Horror Match. His execution for his sins.
Calypso gives him an incredulous look.
Calypso: You can't be serious.
He looks back over his shoulder at her.
Hastings: You think it should be Hell in a Cell?
Calypso: I think maybe if you have the opportunity to have any match that you want, you should use it to give yourself a shot at the Global Title, maybe even give yourself some kind of advantage.
Hastings: Oh, Cal...
He approaches her and puts his hand on her cheek.
Hastings: This is what I love about you. So beautiful. So naive.
She pulls back, and he doesn't seem to notice as he turns away. She scowls at him.
Hastings: Battleground is my path to Peterson, it is destiny's call.
Donovan stares at a poster on the wall for Battleground.
Calypso: You do know he is the ref on Sentinel. Of the match you need to win to get to Battleground.
Hastings: So be it.
Calypso: There are actually other people in the match, too. Four of them.
Hastings: Don't care.
Calypso shakes her head and grabs her towel.
Calypso: It's a wonder I haven't scrubbed my skin raw.
She heads off into the shower. Donovan continues to stare at the poster.
Hastings: Battleground...it is inevitable.
Hastings: This is unacceptable...and inconceivable! Your fhwoom has failed us!
Calypso looks up at him.
Calypso: Excuse me? My what?
Hastings: You know what I mean!
Calypso: I do. But just once, I'd like to hear you call something of mine by its right name.
Donovan stops and stares at her. Neither speaks for a few moments.
Calypso: Voodoo. It's a voodoo doll.
Hastings: It failed us.
He begins pacing again.
Calypso: You know, I didn't even get it back. I think Boolz still has it.
Donovan stops again.
Hastings: You know, you just don't get it, do you?
Calypso: That's funny, from you.
Hastings: Peterson has taken things too far now. He's crossed the line.
Calypso: You don't think you crossed the line first?
Hastings: I would be outraged if he dared lay a finger on me, and he went beyond even that! He kicked me in the chest. HE. KICKED. ME. IN. THE. CHEST.
Calypso: WHAT. IS. YOUR. POINT.
Donovan begins pacing again.
Hastings: Come Sentinel, we get another chance to qualify for Battleground. A second chance, and that is something a lot of people don't get. Battleground is the key to everything, it's the linchpin. After I've won Battleground, I get to have any match that I want.
Donovan stops, his back to Calypso.
Hastings: It can be the Lord Donovan Hastings, versus Owen Peterson...in a Hangman's Horror Match. His execution for his sins.
Calypso gives him an incredulous look.
Calypso: You can't be serious.
He looks back over his shoulder at her.
Hastings: You think it should be Hell in a Cell?
Calypso: I think maybe if you have the opportunity to have any match that you want, you should use it to give yourself a shot at the Global Title, maybe even give yourself some kind of advantage.
Hastings: Oh, Cal...
He approaches her and puts his hand on her cheek.
Hastings: This is what I love about you. So beautiful. So naive.
She pulls back, and he doesn't seem to notice as he turns away. She scowls at him.
Hastings: Battleground is my path to Peterson, it is destiny's call.
Donovan stares at a poster on the wall for Battleground.
Calypso: You do know he is the ref on Sentinel. Of the match you need to win to get to Battleground.
Hastings: So be it.
Calypso: There are actually other people in the match, too. Four of them.
Hastings: Don't care.
Calypso shakes her head and grabs her towel.
Calypso: It's a wonder I haven't scrubbed my skin raw.
She heads off into the shower. Donovan continues to stare at the poster.
Hastings: Battleground...it is inevitable.
