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Post by Marisol Cardinale on Oct 6, 2009 10:06:38 GMT -5
Takes place in London, after the Takedown SEP Week 1 Show...
Marisol was fairly happy with herself as she stepped out of the shower. She wrapped herself in a towel and walked out the bedroom of the hotel room she was booked in. Sitting down in a chair infront of a vanity, she looked at herself in the mirror, her hair wet and stringing down her face. She wisked it to the side and smiled at herself. It was a good night for her. Successful her match that in front of a woman who had become her mentor. She reaches for a blowdryer plugged into the wall, when suddenly her cellphone right beside it begins to ring.
She checks it and sees that on the other end it's that very woman...The legendary "Tokyo Tsunami".
Hello? How are you Tadako-sama?
Even when they spoke in English, Marisol address her with the Japanese honorific that denoted the utmost respect. Tadako had went out to do some sightseeing while Mari freshened up, but as she greeted her trainer, Tadako didn't sound as if she was having fun...
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Post by Tadako Anenokoji on Oct 6, 2009 10:17:47 GMT -5
As she answered the phone, Tadako voice sounded heavy and labored. It sounded as if she was doing something physically draining. Faintly you could hear the fast sound of footsteps. She was running.
Mari-chan...I'm...I'm in trouble. These men are chasing me for some reason! They...they tried to attack me...I'm trying to get back to the hotel, but you have to call the police, please...
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Post by Marisol Cardinale on Oct 6, 2009 10:21:53 GMT -5
Marisol meanwhile was trying not to get into a total panic. She jumped to her feet.
Tadako? Oh my God...I...I'll call the police then but, how do they look like? How far are you from the hotel?
She dropped her towel and started to frantically look for anything she could put on quickly.
Stay on the phone with me Tadako-sama! Don't you hang up!
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Post by Tadako Anenokoji on Oct 6, 2009 10:36:13 GMT -5
They're...they're all in business suits. Black business suits. I don't understand why they're trying to hurt me...but I'm close to the hotel. I can see it a few blocks away.
It was a fairly late hour. There were few people who could have done anything about this alarming situation even if the could see what was going on.
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Post by Marisol Cardinale on Oct 6, 2009 10:43:35 GMT -5
Mari threw a sun dress over herself and on some sneakers, racing out of her room and towards the elevator.
I'll downstairs in a just a minute. Once you get to the lobby, whoever those guys are should stop. I know there has to be enough people down there to be able to make them stop...
In the back of her own mind, she too was thinking what Tadako had just said. Who could be doing something like this, and why?
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Post by Tadako Anenokoji on Oct 6, 2009 10:49:06 GMT -5
After what had felt like an eternity now, Tadako had finally reached the hotel once again. Sure enough, just like Marisol has assumed, the men slowed their pace and now had hesitated to move any closer. Marisol met her downstairs and held her close, since Tadako was now short on breath after running so far.
As they stood in front of the hotel, suddenly black Rolls Royce pulled up right in front of them. The window rolled down...
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Post by Tiffany Masterson on Oct 7, 2009 7:57:20 GMT -5
...and as it did, it revealed the fact that Tiffany Masterson sat inside with a sinister smile crossing her lips.
Well then, it's nice to see that Ms. Anenokoji actually is in good shape after all. So many times do we see "legends" rely so much on their reputation that they fall out of conditioning. It appears not to be the case with you, "Tadako-san".
She claps briefly, then turns her attention to a long time rival in Marisol.
And Marisol, it has been a while again hasn't it? You didn't think that you were going to visit merry old England and not pay me a visit did you? I'm truly crushed...
Tiffany giggles from her sarcasm.
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Post by Marisol Cardinale on Oct 8, 2009 17:06:33 GMT -5
You...
Marisol was seething inside. It wasn't so much of what was happening though, more of the fact that she didn't see it coming.
...the men in suits...I should have known it was you who were responsible for this Tiffany. Why are you doing this? What the hell do you want?
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