Evening the score (Beck)

[roze]

Roze's entrance theme plays over the PA, and the #1 Contender steps into the arena. As the crowd cheers her on, she makes her way to ringside. Her eyes told the story of a woman focused on one thing, and one thing alone, victory. She enters the ring, and is handed mic. Looking out to the crowd, she addresses the events of last weeks show.

Last week on Takedown, I face the Diamond Champion Sara Beck in 20 Minute Ironwoman match. And as you all know, the match ended in a 1-1 draw. Now there's two things that you can equate to the result. Either we're that even matched, or we just didn't get the job done. And while I want to believe it's the 1st thing, I know it's latter. Sara, you and I aren't done by a long shot. And there is no way I'm letting things sit as they are right now without a reckoning. So tonight, we're going to do it again. But this time, no time limits. No DQs. And falls? Falls count anywhere!

A thunderous cheer was the result of Roze's challenge to Sara.

At Vendetta, we decide who deserves to be champion, but tonight? Tonight we settle up who is the better wrestler. The ball is in your court, Sara.

Dead center in the ring Roze awaits the response of Sara Beck.

[havik]

It didn't take long for Sara to step out and answer the call. She to was left with a sour taste in her mouth from last weeks draw. She joins Roze in the ring, and his supplied a mic for her response.

For once I actually agree. Last week was CRAP!!! I should have finished you're ass off when I had the chance, but I choked. But you better bet you pretty Emo ass that that ain't happenin' again tonight. You want a falls count anywhere match? Fiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiine by me. Because after I kick your ass tonight, there isn't gonna be any debatin' who's the best. And then at Vendetta, there isn't gonna any debatin' that I'm the CHAMP!

Sara awaits Rose's reply.

[roze]

Roze smirks unconvincingly at Sara's words. She then speaks more of her own.

The only thing that won't be debated, is the fact that the clock is ticking on your title reign. Last week, you only got but a sample of what I'm capable of. This week, I give you MORE then a generous serving. You're going down, Beck. And when all is said and done at Vendetta, you'll also be heading back to the states 15 pounds lighter.

The fiery Roze wasn't backing down. She waits for what Sara had to say next.

[havik]

Never to be outdone, Sara replies.

Is that right? Sounds to me like someone's having illusions of grandeur. You might think you're hot to trot, but remember, sweetie. You have to beat ME, not the other way around. And I just don't see that happening. But it's real nice that you have such high expectations. Means you're a go getter. Problem is tonight, the only thing you're getting, is my fist down your throat, and my foot up you ass, BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOYAH!!

The ever confident, and slightly eccentric Sara waits for what Roze had to say next.

[roze]

With and unsettling smile, Roze steps in close to Sara to speak her final words...

I most certainly invite you to try.

...With that, her music cues over the PA. She continues to smile, looking Sara dead in the eyes as she does. She sets her mic on the floor, and walks pass Sara, making her way of of the ring.

[havik]

Sara scowls as Roze walks past her. The lady was confident, that was for sure. And tough as nails to boot. But Sara was never one to be outdone in a fight. And chances are that's what was on the agenda tonight. A fight. The scene goes to the next scheduled segment.

The End.