My Lucky Day (Lilith)

[Amber Gianni]

This was an afternoon you could classify as "forgettable". It wasn't just that Amber was eliminated. It wasn't just that Amber was the first to be eliminated.

She got French kissed...French KISSED...by some masked goth chick who looked like she could pass as Morning Star's girlfriend or something.

That probably freaked her out of the rest of the match.

Or, it could just have been the "blunt force trauma" she took early and often. Her head was ringing like Christmas time. The T2TT show in all was a very successful event, in that it not only showed a small glimpse of what to expect for the new season, but a huge glimpse at what needed to be done to survive the new season.

She was in there with three extremely aggressive women. Two of them you could tell were. One goth, the other punk. They don't exactly go out and hit on dudes...moreso hit dudes. The other, Sonya...she knew was aggressive, and furthermore on a roll as of the end of 2011.

Better...I've got to do better.

Amber knew it was time to stop messing around. She had been training yes, staying in shape, working on her ring skills, but she knew now that she was really going to have to step it up. She put it off long enough. Her next stop was surely going to be to see Sarah. She was going to have to toughen up, and that meant allowing herself to tossed, slammed and stretched by a woman who probably outweighs Jamie Fury by at least a couple of pounds. Of muscle. That was going to be fun.

She arrives at the airport and check her bags in. Waiting for the next flight up to DC now, she's walking and toiling with her phone. She had arrived with Jamie and Justice to this show, but she was going to let Fury know that she had other plans now and was leaving ahead of them.

You should never walk and try to text though, you're bound to bump into something, or someone. That's what happened here, and neither could see it coming. Amber's head was buried in her LCD screen to much to have noticed, and the bumpee was facing the other way, looking as if she were waiting for someone. Amber looked up and saw some tresses of reddish hair, and thought is was someone aside from who it actually was...

Oops. Sorry. Didn't see you there, my bad. I'm becoming a text-a-holic, I should really pay more attention.

[Lilith]

..... Heh..

Lilith had... been having an unusual day. The so called 'Tribute' did not go quite as she'd thought, or hoped. She didn't win, but she was the last one to go. Overall not bad for not having stepped foot into a ring for over two years. And the most bizarre situation that ended up occurring with herself, Seven, and Asuka -- was quite fresh in her mind. Not having happened all but two hours ago. She was still in the same clothes she had worn then, she was too out of it to bother changing. She was fine enough as is. God hates Lilith Creighton. But other forces -clearly- adore her... because the number one prize of her eye was standing before her. She grins gleefully. Christmas was coming very, very....
Very, early.

She'd felt sorry for Amber, she'd seen Gianni's match. And what... that.. 'thing' called Hysteria had done to the precious piece of succulent flesh known as Amber Gianni. She tilts her head down slowly, her hair wisping over her shoulder as she stares directly at Amber's face for a moment.

How could anyone disrupt such a beautiful face...
... You know, without doing a better job at it.

She lets out a small sigh under her breath before stretching out long and hard. Her back cracks, and her shoulders and elbows soon follow. She almost seems to purr out in satisfaction as the joints make loud popping sounds. The Cheshire grin plastered firmly across her infamous moonlit skin. She 'waves' at Amber in a less than genuine halfhearted fashion before brushing her hair up out of the way. Clearing her field of vision so she could... envelop, the entire picture of Gianni in her eyes. Oh my...
Asuka was cute. She was alluring and incredibly Innocent. All of these things rang true. But Amber...

... Hmmmm.... such a delicious model of what humanity can accomplish..

She mumbles softly. The more people evolved and the more that the Human Genome was in effect - out in the open. Oh my... people were getting more and more attractive these days. Lilith teasingly bites down on her own bottom lip before folding her arms across her chest slowly, she'd planned on 'dealing' with Amber, before dealing with Amber, back in New York. But perhaps that would not even be required. She snaps her head to the side in an angry huff, her hair being tossed about for a moment. Her gaze slants sideways and eyes up Gianni.

.. I'm very disappointed in you Amber-Love....
I mean sure, that.... ugh.... that 'thing' planted what could only be referred to as a Bestial Marking ala Tree style. But I mean come on... you're Amber Gianni sweetie... 'Americas Most Wanted'...
....

-- I -wanted- to see you do a hell of a lot better....
..... And with less clothing on while doing it.

[Amber Gianni]

There's a saying that goes "from bad to worse". In all truth, Amber's performance wasn't one she considered bad. It happens...sometimes it just...happens. But things did suddenly get a little dicey as she looks up and sees exactly who it was she bumped into.

Of all the people...in all the places. Here? Now?

Jamie gave her the notice days before that Lilith Creighton was signed to the XWA, and she was hoping beyond hope to not have to deal with the woman until at least the season started, but fate had other plans today it seemed. She took a step back, brushing down the light blue sweater she wore with her phoneless hand. It was a deep V mind you, one that gave anyone who cared to look (which was most) a good view of some ample, cavernous cleavage.

(Luckily she had a decent coat to cover the beauties up when she was outside, that's now resting on her carry-on.)

I...appreciate the concern, Lilith. But it's just one match. I'm not worried about it.

Besides, I've been in awkward situations like that before. It's a part of the business...sort of.
In fact, I find myself in another one as we speak.

Her eyes thrashed about, trying to find something else to fixate on. She did not want to make any real eye contact with the woman. She could feel her eyes, Lilith's eyes, staring lasciviously. Lecherously. This was the same woman, no doubt that Jamie had talked about acting, awkwardly affectionate, to Justice in their first encounter. The years changed her body. She wasn't as muscular as before, she had more curves to her form. They obviously did nothing to change her mind though, or state of mind more specifically.

If ever there was the need of some kind of distraction Amber felt, this was it. But nothing. She had no choice. Breathing deeply, her eyes finally connect with Lilith's.

Didn't know you were such a "fan" of mine, though.

[Lilith]

Oh of course... how could I not be a 'fan' of someone who so very unceremoniously interjected herself into my life. With no warning, no compassion or forethought, someone who just decided she would gain something that did -not- belong to her..
... You share a lot in common with Jonas in that respect Amber...

Lilith's eyes had stopped the hint of sparkle, the joy of gleeful hunting aspects it had been embraced in throughout the day. She was face to face with the second of roughly five people she was aware of who worked for XWA, the second of those five who in the same company -- Had in someway shape or form ruined, Lilith's, life. This is not something you do and simply walk away from. You do not MANAGE to somehow interrupt her perfectly balanced act of all things within her realm of existence, and then simply walk off like it was a hobby. Lilith's left eye twitches for a moment before she takes in a deep breath in order to try and calm herself down. It doesn't exactly work, but it softens her insanely enraged disposition.

-- I am however a fan of things with beauty and value. You have both. Therefore, I keep my eyes on you. The depths of how much 'value' you retain however, are outside of my grasp. And to be frank... I don't entirely -care- how well your career goes in your life Amber... but you did do something tonight that directly effects me.
... You seem to be good at those things.

.. You allowed... allowed, a.. disgusting imitation of a woman, place her... ugh. It's like watching a statue of Aphrodite be dry humped by a drunken college frat boy on a Pledge Week dare. I have much invested, in that outer shell of yours Gianni. Attraction can be based on the most primal of urges, of needs. I... absolutely, despise, you.
And everything you stand for.

All of this... good woman envisioning, the crowd is the future, the fans are who matters. All of this... 'raa raa Let's go Cowboys' kind of cheerleading... I can't stand it. But it is undoubtedly, your career. What you did to my life... I vehemently wish for parts of you to not be living, anymore. Period.
... But..

Lilith brushes her fingers across her lips, her tongue softly caressing the tips of them as she stares at Amber and all of her... 'Amberness'. From hence forth, the glorious curvature and delectable body, the delicious feast for the eyes and what [In Lilith's mind] will undoubtedly be hands, thighs -- And other various body parts -- Of Amber Gianni, shall be dubbed;

Amberness.

She stares at the pure raw form of the Amberness before taking in a long long loooong deep breath. Her body almost quivering and shivering as the air fills her lungs whilst her eyes continue to feats upon Gianni.

... I cannot allow any harm to come to that body....

Unless -I'M- the one doing it.
Please... rectify this issue with 'Hysteria'. I don't know who-... er. What, she is. And considering what she did to you, I do not wish to know either. But... if this rate continues, your 'Stock Market' Value may retain it's prices...
....

... But your -real- value will decline. We're already in a supposed economic crisis Amber... don't add fuel to the fire by letting 'Amber Bodied Incorporated' stocks drop below Six point Nine.

Lilith grins softly behind her pursed lips and opened fingers. Her eyes continue their trek for Gold. Her mind stays focused however. This IS Amber Gianni. This woman DID ruin part of Lilith's life. And she WOULD make her pay for it...
... Hmmmm.. but there are so -v e r y- many ways one can 'pay'.

[Amber Gianni]

One doesn't need to get into the specifics of "history" to know there in some shape or form was just that between these women. A history that for some reason, be it thing Amber had a great deal to with or not, Lilith appeared to be a little, upset about.

Like I said, I'm not worried about that. I had no idea she would be so...hands on. But I know for the next time, that's for sure. Frankly, I'm lucky she wore a mask...I don't have a clue if I'd be standing here if we went mouth to mouth. I could've shrivled up like what happens with that ninja chick in that fighting game.

Anyway, If I were you, I wouldn't be too worried about lil' ol' me either.

She slid the phone into her back pocket. The message was sent now. There was a message of a different kind though being sent here by Lilith though, one she was reading loud and clear. But there was something in her words that suddenly...intrigued Amber. She brushed back some of her hair that rest over her shoulder, pinning it back behind her ear. The move gave a much more convenient view of the "Amberness" hidden beneath that sweater. She step she took back, she took forward again.

But...here's where I'm a little confused. You despise me soooooo much, Lilith...and you say you don't care, but in all honesty, you sound a little...jealous.

Afraid you won't get the chance to touch me?

[Lilith]

Lilith does her best to stifle the primal snarl emanating in her throat. She was not having a good day. Now twice, in a row, back to back, she'd been on the receiving end of teasing and torment. This is not how things worked in Lilith's life. This is Lilith's World. You all just live in it. This 'fact' however was not showing through at the moment. She had been actually 'called' if you will, on her own words. She wasn't bluffing no no. But she had never actually expected Amber to respond in anyway but a violent one. She was used to it. Asuka had done it earlier in the evening, hell even Seven's kiss could be considered an 'angry' response of 'love'. But Amber was pretty much attempting to 'call' Lilith on it. Lilith, did not like this. Her eyes slink back from Amber's gaze down to the Amber-Ness. She curses her own mortality. She was beginning to understand why Cammy wanted to wipe humans off of the Goddamn planet. She clenches her fists tightly before taking a brief step back for but a moment, to size up Amber.

... I do not -GET- jealous... I get -EVEN-.. you owe me a large debt, Amber Gianni. Your body, will pay it one way or another... either I crush something so very beautiful in a fit of self-loathing and despair upon fulfilling my vengeance...
... Or I will make sure.....

Lilith steps forward, closing the distance between the two. She cocks her head to the side with a hint of curiosity as she glares into Amber's eyes. She could see... how 'he' had fallen victim to this woman. She was not unlike Lilith herself, but had a much different way of executing the same order. It was almost like looking into a mirror of herself, but with all the happy happy choices made instead of the evil evil ones being completed. Amber was... just a 'good' version of Lilith. And it enraged, Lilith to no end. It excited, Lilith to no end. As if it had ever been a 'secret' Lilith was in love with herself. People had been spouting it for years, it wasn't ALL true but there was a modicum of it in there. Amber represented a wealth of things Lilith desired.
Revenge.
Lust.
-Innocence-.
Passion.
-Love-.

The list goes on and on. But she had to stay focused, she remembered how quickly she had been overtaken in all honesty, by Alexis in Ohio. Lilith was not a weak willed person by any sense of the word. But she was unused to dealing with people that were as attractive as she herself was. She had a high measuring stick of beauty. And not many she'd encountered along her time in Professional Wrestling could stand up to it. But alas, one of the few who could... was currently standing before her, with ample cleavage exposed to boot. All in the guise, as far as Lilith could tell, of bringing her down a notch. She was not pleased. But at the same time... perhaps the words that she had denied from Seven rang true. At this stage... was Lilith really just looking for someone who could equal her 'Dominance'?

... -- That I take every bit of blood, sweat and tears... every ounce of what you can call a 'Soul', out of that hide...
And enjoy every, fucking, minute of it. Vehemently.

[Amber Gianni]

It appeared that she struck a chord. A loud chord. In all honesty, Amber didn't expect to get such a response from her after using the "J" word. Maybe it wasn't just "talk". Maybe it was "truth". Clearly, Lilith did want to get her hands on Amber for lack of a better word. And it was clear she was the only one who saw herself as worthy of doing such a thing. But the question now was...

Do you really think that you of all people can pull that off? Many have tried to in the past, you know...to "conquer" me. I've only let two of them do it willingly.

Since you're neither blonde or Black, I don't know, sweetie...you might be setting your hopes up a little too high.

[Lilith]

Ohhhh Lilith was having a baaaaaaaad day. She raises her left hand. Her fingers almost spazzing out. A supreme example of a aggravated and pissed off 'twitch'. Amber was enjoying this. Lilith could tell. She herself did it to others. She regains control of her hand before tossing her hair back. Her eyes narrowed for a moment. Wait a second... what did she... no. Couldn't be. She passes off the thought. She was more concerned about the fact that THREE TIMES in twenty four hours, someone had now questioned Lilith's ability to 'lead' as it were. To control, to dominate. She was almost bewildered at the state of it all. She huffs out in a pissy motion before her eyes focus on Amber's.

... Conquest is something I excel at Amber. After all, if you believe what everyone says... then apparently...;

I stole Jonny from Hunter.
I stole Sylas, from Hunter.
I stole FCW from Wallace, and then decided to run it nose first into the ground for kicks I suppose.
I stole Alexis from Tai.. was it? Or Kai... I can't remember now. But I managed to do it.
I stole Starry from 'the fans' and another woman as well.

It seems according to everyone else who pokes their nose into my business, I'm pretty Goddamn good at taking things that do not belong to me... So you and I should get 'along' quite nicely... --

It had taken a moment for ALL of Amber's words to sink in. But when the last of them finally registered, Lilith felt the second twig of the night go -snap- in her brain. Setting... her hopes... 'too high'?.. Too... high?! The implication is quite clear. Crystal, really. Amber was very openly stating, Lilith was not in 'her league'.
........
Snap goes the twig.

.... 'Too... high....' ?...
-- I see..... you believe yourself to be outside of my reach... don't you Amber..

Lilith was doing her VERY best-est right now to NOT reach forward and grab Amber by her lusciously thick and luxurious hair, and to NOT drive her beautiful cover girl face and gloriously divine neck into the fucking GROUND -- Before VIOLATING the absolutely curvaceous bitchy lump of flesh in a public Airport. It was a very impressive feat of self control really.

[Amber Gianni]

Nothing's out of reach, Lilith. If you want something bad enough, you'll do whatever you can to get it. Just like I'm pretty sure you'll do whatever you can to get to me.

There was something about Lilith's reaction that Amber was finding to be intriguing in and of itself. Yes, she had done a lot. Some could equally say she had done a lot of damage. But in all that, there was one thing plainly apparent that Lilith Creighton never truly had up until this point.

A challenge.

That which she sought in the past, she got with little, or futile, resistance. That was clearly not going to be the case with Amber. Whatever it was of her that Lilith so desired, she wasn't getting without giving her "soul" for it either.

What I'm saying though, is that you just can't handle me.

The challenge, had now been made.

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[Lilith]

-- Ah... I... wh-... wha.. t.

This is Lilith's brain. This is Lilith's brain on Vodka. This is Lilith's brain on Amber. She blinked. Amazement. Awestruck. Dumbstruck. Saywhatstruck? She was... what? Lilith tilts her head sideways, her hair falling down across part of her chin and shoulder. She simply blinked. This process has happened before. Say it with me now. Once, twice, thrice. Her hands were silent and motionless at her sides. Lilith wasn't sure if she should be insanely angry that Amber was attempting, and in Lilith's weakened emotional state, somewhat succeeding, at playing mind games with her. Or if she should be proud of the fact that someone she'd considered 'Prey' had a higher IQ than the combined letters of her name. She lets out a short little laugh beneath her breath. Pulling her hair back tightly for a second before letting it flow she crosses her arms across her chest once more, and can't help but laugh once again at the situation.

.. Hah.... that's... fucking adorable. I can't-... Wow. That's.... wow. You've done the nigh impossible Amber. You've left me at a loss for words.

She shakes her head back and forth in amusement for a moment, thinking about this entire situation. The entire day. The entire last week, and the month it all had encompassed. Amber was easily the X-Factor to the entire thing. It was her in and of herself that acted as one of the few catalysts to bring Lilith to XWA. But this?.. This was outside of even -Lilith's- scope of plausible scenarios. She has to, legitimately, take a moment. She is for the first time in... years, at a loss of what to say. The sheer arrogance, in the guise of confidence that Amber was sniping at Lilith in what Lilith could only assume was self-defense was... just, to be admired. Or hated. Thankfully Lilith is a woman.
She can multi-task.

... Jonny... was not exactly the most stable of individuals... Sylas, bless him and his Legend persona... was usually too preoccupied by the fame to be a handful..
Alexis... Alexis had some very intimate interpersonal dealings in which she was bat-shit-crazy. You were -IN- Ohio Amber. I had to deal with those people. I had to deal with 'things' like Marl. And Gaiden and his insane over-the-top-so-fucking-crazy-my-God-Complex-looks-like-child's-play. And that Goddamn CODE all the while running in the backround of Anjyl's head mind and heart.

... You think I can't handle -you-?...

Sweetheart... you're gorgeous, and a bitch deep down I've no doubt. But... you're normal. You're 100% homegrown humanity. As far as I know you've never been admitted into an Insane Asylum, you haven't been arrested for overdosing, and you didn't appear in some sleazy 'accidentally' leaked celebrity sex tape scandal with Jerry Springer having paid you with a personal cheque. In terms of 'handling' you and whatever you may bring to the 'dance'... you're nothing short of a softball.

.... However..
If you mean more of... my ability to -handle-.. you.

Lilith leans in carefully. That Cheshire smile ripping itself from ear to ear. Oh the mere thought of being able to -handle- Amber and all of her...
Amberness.

... I have nothing but the utmost motherfucking confidence.... that I can destroy... the;
'Can't go back' belief system.

[Amber Gianni]

Exactly what does all that have to do with me, Lilith?

It was the second time that Amber's words got a kind of defensive response from Lilith. Let it be known hers was a complicated history, full of twists and turns, gains and losses. Often good, most bad, sometimes downright bizarre. But it still led to bear the very question that Amber had just asked, and was soon to elaborate on.

You might have your battlescars and merit badges and maybe even a medal of freaking honor for surviving all of that, but again...what...does that have to do...with me?

I'm not Ohio. Oh yeah, I was there, right up until all the madness started happening. Unlike you, I've got nothing but good memories there. I got what I wanted out of it, no regrets whatsoever. Even helped to put a few nobodies over along the way.

Sorry to have missed all of what you went through though, but if you think it gives you some kind of physical or psychological edge in dealing with me, you're wrong.

See, I'm not a softball, sweetie. I'm a curveball...emphasis on the "curves". And if you're timing's not right, all you're gonna do is strike out.

It wasn't that Amber was enjoying this. Why would someone get pleasure out of antagonizing another human being. It's so...predatory. There were some names mentioned though. Some, Amber was familiar with. Some, very familiar with. One though, just happened to be a person she'd just recently mentioned herself.

And I'm sorry to hear about Alexis too. I always wondered about her after I left. When I was with her, she was perfectly fine. Dare I say, she was "unbelievably fine".

Really good memories. ;D Maybe she was enjoying this, just a bit.

Oh, sorry...who'd you think the "blonde" was that I was talking about? She was good. Really good. Good enough for me to let her have her way. Any way she wanted.

You? You're not even close. You don't have the touch. You don't have the class...

...and I'm pretty sure you don't have the skill.

Maybe more than just a bit.

[Lilith]

............
I see.

The rumors had indeed been true. Lilith had not wished to believe them. She had not wanted to believe that someone she was with at the time, had been with another woman who had almost single handedly destroyed a large portion of Lilith's life. She fought the idea. She had struggled against the truth. The jabs about Lilith's potential 'skill' and 'class', yeah, they bugged her. But all of it seemed to be backround noise. This day had just para-mounted itself up on Mount St. Kill-A-Bitch. She lost her debut. She was forced to wrestle in that piece of shit Army Base, for a 'Military' that had done little to nothing for her homeland when fucking Chernobyl hit it. She'd been literally dropped by a piece of 'Prey'. One of her long time friends ended up trying to force himself onto her, and halfway succeeded -- Before going on a tirade about how Lilith herself was supposedly actually innately Submissive and not Dominant after all of these years of knowing her. Then? The one particular 'bright' spot of the entire day, ends up destroying a large plate glass of sanity Lilith had put up in order to defend her psyche and emotional status.
I see.

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... 'When in Rome'.. as they say...

Lilith's head had not lifted it's gaze. She was staring down, at the ground. Her arms shook for but a second, before... she finally, truly...
Snaps.

Lilith lunges forward, hurling herself at Amber. Knocking the two women over Gianni's luggage and onto the ground of the airport. Lilith had not entirely thought this through. Sure, if she was totally coherent, she may have decided to NOT start a fight in a public airport -after- a Tribute to The Troops, which were so 'very important' now after 9-11. You know.
Which supposedly had a hell of a lot to do with Planes.

Lilith didn't care. Lilith didn't understand, more like it. The things coming out of Amber's mouth, the things about Alexis. Lilith had known... deep down, for a while they were true. But denial is a splendid place to vacation in. Especially if you get a nice little Tahitian girl who doesn't speak English.[ ] She mounts Amber quickly, tugging at her luxurious hair and trying her best to just... just, inflict, harm. She didn't want to maim Amber, because the body was a vested investment. But she'd make Goddamn sure Gianni needed some sort of aroma-physio-holistic-therapy or some shit when they all got back to New York. The two roll around within the tight knit circle soon encompassing the two women. Lilith wasn't even really screaming insults at this point. Just letting out rage filled primal yelps and grunts of fury every time her and Amber's eyes met during the 'roll around' of theirs on the floor.

'Don't have the touch' ; 'Don't have the class' ; I've been hearing people like you my whole Goddamn life -- And now you tell me ON TOP of ruining my life you TAINTED ONE OF MY EX'S?! -- To hell with just violating you and then beating your ass when I'm done with it;

I'll be keeping you in my suite like a Goddamn trophy pet by the time the season is through you home wrecking bitch!

Heh, check it out. -Lilith- calling -someone else- a home wrecker. Sorry I just thought it was too good not to point out.

[Amber Gianni]

You can say one thing about women. If this were two men in this situation, things would probably not have gone the way they've gone. Men have a certain level of self control that most females lack. Women are more emotional, and if those emotions are strong enough, well...Congreve said it best.

Heaven has no rage like love to hatred turned, Nor hell a fury like a woman scorned.

That kinda fit the current events perfectly. That kinda fit Lilith perfectly. As they "wrestled" in a more undignified manner, this was the first time really that Amber had heard such deeply emotional words come from her "attacker".

Ruined her life? How exactly was she to blame for that?

The two jostled for position as many around them were either trying to get TSA security to remedy the problem or looking on being satisfactorily entertained. Perverts.

You...crazy...BITCH!!!

She had managed to roll her way over to get on top of Lilith, moreso protecting herself than trying to do damage. Oh yeah, she was mad...but they were in a public place. Unlike Lilith, she had a little more restraint given the current situation and the potential ramifications of it from a legal standpoint.

I...didn't do...a damn thing...

There were a lot of words being exchanged. Most of them were quite incoherent between screams and cursing.

I didn't TAINT anyone...you crazy BITCH! I'm gonna...

But before Amber could finish, security did indeed arrive. They had to peel the two women apart from one another. Amber didn't resist when two larger men had grabbed her up and pulled her a safe distance away. Two others were now doing the same to Lilith now. She was mad, but a composed, seething kind of mad. She lets out a huge "UGH" full of frustration as the guards try to calm the situation down. There was a small tinge of embarrassment. She was hoping that they weren't going to be detained for this.

I'm...I'm fine.

Of course, she really wasn't. You just have to act like you are so that they don't have reason to lock you up. That's about the last thing she needed right now. There was some really deep down disdain on Lilith's part toward Amber. To some extent, not nearly as deep, but there nonetheless, the feeling was mutual. Not rage. Not bitterness. But a need to put her as the saying goes "in her place".

All the while though, the accusations..they were, troubling. How do you ruin the life of someone you haven't seen in years? It wasn't a question that she was just going to able to innocently ask. That's the kind of person Lilith was. With her, things always wound up being...

...complicated.

[Lilith]

Get off of- HEY! You think I wouldn't notice you touch- FUCK! I'm going to sue... --

Lilith was struggling to the best of her already limited strength. She had no where neeeear the energy to fight off security guards at this point and time. She had to eventually stop the furious kicking and lashing out of her limbs. More to the point it was creating situations where security guards could 'accidentally' cop feels. And Lilith may be weakened, but if another one pulled it she was gonna break a son-ova-bitch's arm. She pants heavily, perhaps in two years of not exerting herself overly physical, the entire events of today, the match the already physicality with Asuka and Seven... and all the emotional turmoil... seems like her lung capacity had wained over time. She takes in a couple deep breaths with a chuckle under her breath. 'I didn't do anything' Amber had said. Ohhhhh.... ohhhhhh how she'd LOVE to break that fucking bubble. But no.... no, not yet, not now. Gianni had already torn into Lilith's psyche with the revelation she had indeed -actually- been with Alexis. A rumor that had floated around in Ohio like a viral airborne bacteria. Lilith wasn't in the state to play mental warfare right now. She lost, Little Red got the upper hand, Seven forced part of himself on and -into- her if you count his tongue. And now this? No... no more...

..... Alexis.... Alexis was a beacon. She was an Idol, a Legend, she -WAS-.... VWE. You tell me... that you....
.... You -did- taint her. Not by the conventional standards no no... you didn't -ruin- her, you -tainted- her... there is a distinct difference...
-- You know...
LIKE WHAT I'LL DO TO YOU!!

Lilith pushes off of the security guards once more, elbows fly and the point of her heeled boots definitely comes in handy. She uses one of the bigger fellows, who she assumed is named Bubba, as a kickstand to leap off of as she flings herself in Amber's direction once more. Her eyes mixed with the tinge of Hatred, Lust, Fury, Passion, Confusion & Melancholy all at once. The large sound of a OOMPHF echos out in the security guarded circle. One of the ones who had been holding Amber up, caught Lilith in midair. Preventing her from getting to--

... Heh... looks like I do have 'The Touch'..

Lilith, slung over one of the big bruisers shoulders, holds her right hand up slowly, long black strands of soft silky hair reside within her palm. A large Cheshire grin forms itself upon her face. She releases her grip, letting the small amount of hair drift down under the force of gravity. She brings her index finger and thumb down, almost having them touch -- As an indicator of 'that, close'. The security guard finally puts her down and the others who had previously been holding her restrain her arms with more force and priority. Lilith had been tired, weakened, and emotionally shot all to hell. But in that SINGULAR FUCKING MOMENT....
She was thaaaaaaat close....

.... Next time.. I'll make Goddamn sure I leave a 'Love-Bite' on that hide, Gianni.

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[Amber Gianni]

Amber was in a state of bewilderment at that point. To say she didn't expect...well, she did expect it. This was Lilith Creighton after all. But one pull, that one tug, and the resulting strands of hair that now found themselves on the airport floor, had left the woman in a maze of emotions herself.

Most of them derived from the one known as anger. The extent of this personal vendetta Lilith had for her was one thing. She could live with that to some extent...

...but the bitch messed with Amber's hair. You don't mess with a man's car, and you sure as hell don't mess with a woman's hair. That can get you killed. The restraint had suddenly faded away. It was completely unbecoming of her, but at this point, Amber simply wanted to take something away from Lilith as well.

Of course there was a wall of manhood blocking her now. She ignored it though and clawed, kicked, scratched, screamed, all she could to try to get through them. Failing to do that though, all she could get through were her own words.

I'm gonna give you more than a love bite you fucking WHORE! I'm gonna tear you into chunks and mail them to all your exes. ALL 78 MILLION OF THEM!

You could hear her yelling across the airport. Realizing that the only way they were going to quell this situation, security saw no choice now but to separate them. So the guards now with Amber in her grasp began to escort her from the scene while another made sure to bring her belongings with them.

Let...me...GO!!!

"Ms. Gianni, please...calm down."

If it wasn't for her notoriety as a wrestler and model, she'd probably be spending the night in a detainment cell somewhere. As it were, they simply took to get checked for and scrapes or cuts by a medic, which there were none, let her "freshen up" and escorted her to the gate of her flight. She felt a little embarrassed. That was certainly out of character for the usually fun and flirty Amber Gianni.

As they started to let passengers through to enter the plane, they start with the first class seats. She's one of the first through the gate, pulling her bag behind her and quietly foiling through the split ends on one side of her hair now. As she does, she thinks to herself...

"I know exactly which chunk I'm going to save for last. That's going to be MY trophy."