Post by okami on Dec 8, 2009 5:34:44 GMT -5
As soon as the XWA VP, Mr. Gallas, went off the air camera teams were dispatched throughout the arena for reactions. The list of participants had been a carefully and successfully guarded secret. But now the cat was out of the bag or in this particular segment, The White Wolf.
She wasn't too difficult to find. The creature of habit that she was could always be found close to the loading dock enjoying whatever breeze that might be passing by while listening to music from home or brushing up on her English. A monitor across the loading bay had broadcast the announcement, which Okami had lowered her book to take in. Though she was often sight seeing or eating, as visitors to her blog were well aware, she did try to keep up with what was happening in the Diamond division. Even if the title scene was a distant mirage to her, it was important to know who the players were: Jamie Fury, Bianca Dianco, Sonya Robbins, Minami Kuroguchi, Okami Hawaito, and Vesper Gold. Okami Hawaito? The sound of her own name failed to register for several seconds. Okami Hawaito. Her book closed without her place being saved.
The hunter had become the hunted, as each and every wrestler strives to make the title scene. But on Devil's Night the title scene had hunted her. Camera lights hunted her too, her "old" friend and quiet admirer Fabiola held a microphone out for her.
"Well? What do you say Okami?"
"I"
Okami was a little shell shocked, and very in over her head. She took a moment to breath again.
"I am humbled."
She finally managed, looking up.
"And I am determined."
Okami stood up, her voice gaining strength as she did.
"I am determined to return this honor ten times, one hundred times. I will return it with all of my fighting spirit. I will leave no doubt that I fought with everything that I had on this very real Devil's night."
Her eyes narrowed on the camera lens.
"Everything. Because that is what this moment means to me. It is everything we should be fighting for and if my spirit and skill are enough? I promise I will carry the title with the same honor I have been shown tonight and I will carry it for the fans who have carried me here."
"These are the things that I take into the Satan's Structure, tonight."
"And these are the only things I need."
With that The White Wolf of XWA grabbed her bag and headed towards the locker rooms. There were things to tape and a singular focus to find. A focus beyond just surviving the night in hell. It was time to emerge battered, beaten, and victorious with the Diamond Title in her hand. That single image she burned into the back of her own eyes as the tape wrap round and round. Two faces she knew too well. Three faces she had never faced at all. One match that had already changed her world.
She wasn't too difficult to find. The creature of habit that she was could always be found close to the loading dock enjoying whatever breeze that might be passing by while listening to music from home or brushing up on her English. A monitor across the loading bay had broadcast the announcement, which Okami had lowered her book to take in. Though she was often sight seeing or eating, as visitors to her blog were well aware, she did try to keep up with what was happening in the Diamond division. Even if the title scene was a distant mirage to her, it was important to know who the players were: Jamie Fury, Bianca Dianco, Sonya Robbins, Minami Kuroguchi, Okami Hawaito, and Vesper Gold. Okami Hawaito? The sound of her own name failed to register for several seconds. Okami Hawaito. Her book closed without her place being saved.
The hunter had become the hunted, as each and every wrestler strives to make the title scene. But on Devil's Night the title scene had hunted her. Camera lights hunted her too, her "old" friend and quiet admirer Fabiola held a microphone out for her.
"Well? What do you say Okami?"
"I"
Okami was a little shell shocked, and very in over her head. She took a moment to breath again.
"I am humbled."
She finally managed, looking up.
"And I am determined."
Okami stood up, her voice gaining strength as she did.
"I am determined to return this honor ten times, one hundred times. I will return it with all of my fighting spirit. I will leave no doubt that I fought with everything that I had on this very real Devil's night."
Her eyes narrowed on the camera lens.
"Everything. Because that is what this moment means to me. It is everything we should be fighting for and if my spirit and skill are enough? I promise I will carry the title with the same honor I have been shown tonight and I will carry it for the fans who have carried me here."
"These are the things that I take into the Satan's Structure, tonight."
"And these are the only things I need."
With that The White Wolf of XWA grabbed her bag and headed towards the locker rooms. There were things to tape and a singular focus to find. A focus beyond just surviving the night in hell. It was time to emerge battered, beaten, and victorious with the Diamond Title in her hand. That single image she burned into the back of her own eyes as the tape wrap round and round. Two faces she knew too well. Three faces she had never faced at all. One match that had already changed her world.