Post by Chris Dynamite on May 6, 2009 5:24:06 GMT -5
Dynamite wandered down the corridor following his loss to Kelon. His head was taped where he’d been busted open, but his pride had taken more of a battering than he had,
I had him… I should’ve bloody had him…
He sighed as he pushed through the locker room door, and threw his entrance costume onto a bench…
Things not going too well champ?
Dynamite whirled round, and stared at the lady lounging in a chair on the other side of the room. He stared at her in shock for a minute, before opening his mouth to reply,
I think its better if I do the talking at the moment! What happened to you Chris? What happened to the ‘future of the industry’ and ‘making a huge impact’? [The woman slowly looked Dynamite up and down] Did you lose your way? Was that all just talk? Or, do you have some ridiculous plan that involves everyone thinking you’re not worth crap?!
Dynamite sighed, and considered her for a moment,
What are you doing here Em?
Emma Croft leaned back in her chair with a smirk on her face,
Well, I thought I would drop in and congratulate you briefly on your success, but I’m not quite sure I’m looking at the same Chris Dynamite as I knew a little while ago. I mean, sure, you still run your mouth, the consummate showman. But, uh, well lets just say I don’t see any of the fire, or electricity I used to see in you. I’m not sure I even recognise you… [she consider Dynamite for a moment, then raises an eyebrow] I mean, what the hell are you wearing? I thought I’d at least got you to look like a star
Dynamite leaned against the locker while Emma dissected him, he ran a hand through his hair and nodded,
Well I’m very glad you took time out of your busy schedule to come and see me. [he smirks] Was there no cocktail party for you to go to tonight?
Ah so do still have the wit…or at least half of it! But what about the fire, huh? Where’s that anger, that passion that used to flare up in the ring, what happened to the guy who called himself the ‘Chosen One’ and dared anyone to prove him wrong? Did he get too caught up by fitting into a wrestling stereotype? You forget my name is tied up with your success and reputation. It’s not just the wrestling, you’ve lost your character too. You know, you may be part of this big company now, and moving up in the world, but I think I should stick around, lend you a helping hand…
It was Dynamite’s turn to raise an eyebrow,
And what makes you think I need, or want, you around?
Oh sweetie [Emma was standing face to face with Chris now] I think we can safely say you need me more than ever. And we both know you love having me around, it brings a bit of glamour to your act!
Emma turned towards the door, then looked back over her shoulder,
Hit the showers champ. I’ll be waiting in the bar. Then we can catch up…and work out what the hell we’re going to do about you!
And with a toss of her hair she left. Dynamite shook his head; having Emma Croft back in his life was going to make things very interesting!
Fin.
I had him… I should’ve bloody had him…
He sighed as he pushed through the locker room door, and threw his entrance costume onto a bench…
Things not going too well champ?
Dynamite whirled round, and stared at the lady lounging in a chair on the other side of the room. He stared at her in shock for a minute, before opening his mouth to reply,
I think its better if I do the talking at the moment! What happened to you Chris? What happened to the ‘future of the industry’ and ‘making a huge impact’? [The woman slowly looked Dynamite up and down] Did you lose your way? Was that all just talk? Or, do you have some ridiculous plan that involves everyone thinking you’re not worth crap?!
Dynamite sighed, and considered her for a moment,
What are you doing here Em?
Emma Croft leaned back in her chair with a smirk on her face,
Well, I thought I would drop in and congratulate you briefly on your success, but I’m not quite sure I’m looking at the same Chris Dynamite as I knew a little while ago. I mean, sure, you still run your mouth, the consummate showman. But, uh, well lets just say I don’t see any of the fire, or electricity I used to see in you. I’m not sure I even recognise you… [she consider Dynamite for a moment, then raises an eyebrow] I mean, what the hell are you wearing? I thought I’d at least got you to look like a star
Dynamite leaned against the locker while Emma dissected him, he ran a hand through his hair and nodded,
Well I’m very glad you took time out of your busy schedule to come and see me. [he smirks] Was there no cocktail party for you to go to tonight?
Ah so do still have the wit…or at least half of it! But what about the fire, huh? Where’s that anger, that passion that used to flare up in the ring, what happened to the guy who called himself the ‘Chosen One’ and dared anyone to prove him wrong? Did he get too caught up by fitting into a wrestling stereotype? You forget my name is tied up with your success and reputation. It’s not just the wrestling, you’ve lost your character too. You know, you may be part of this big company now, and moving up in the world, but I think I should stick around, lend you a helping hand…
It was Dynamite’s turn to raise an eyebrow,
And what makes you think I need, or want, you around?
Oh sweetie [Emma was standing face to face with Chris now] I think we can safely say you need me more than ever. And we both know you love having me around, it brings a bit of glamour to your act!
Emma turned towards the door, then looked back over her shoulder,
Hit the showers champ. I’ll be waiting in the bar. Then we can catch up…and work out what the hell we’re going to do about you!
And with a toss of her hair she left. Dynamite shook his head; having Emma Croft back in his life was going to make things very interesting!
Fin.
