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 Posted: Tue Jan 31, 2006 7:30 pm
*sees Omega*
"hey, somethin' wrong?"
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Posted: Tue Jan 31, 2006 7:35 pm
*Omegas head snapped up.*
No... nothing.
*Omega stood up and walked down the hallway. He entered his locker room and locked the door behind him. Omega hated showing any sort of sadness or lonliness, he felt it was weakness and a flaw.*
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Posted: Tue Jan 31, 2006 7:36 pm
"what was that all about?"
*walks to his locker room ((my locker room))*
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Posted: Tue Jan 31, 2006 7:39 pm
*Omega sat in the corner of his darkened locker room. His hair fell forward hiding his face, even though there wasn't enough light to see if the hair had been gone.*
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Posted: Tue Jan 31, 2006 7:43 pm
((man whyd you have to tag in Kalos? now the match is gonna take even longer))
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Posted: Wed Feb 01, 2006 4:21 am
*Lita enters the building and sits down cross-legged on a table top, staring off into space and eating a small thing of McDonald's fries.*
((The S the N the O the W the D the A the Y... it's a snow day... lol))
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Posted: Wed Feb 01, 2006 9:13 am
*Jimmy walks by, and sees Lita eating her fries. He studies her for a while, before walking over to her.*
Well, well. It is great to meet Lita, the alleged "Queen of Extreme." So how long have you been working here?
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Posted: Wed Feb 01, 2006 9:24 am
*Lita looks up too see Jimmy.* "Hello, Jimmy is it? Yeah... Jimmy... I've seen your promos and some of your matches. Not bad. Fry?" *She tips the container towards him.* "I've been here... a long time. I don't know exactly, but maybe a year and a half or so?"
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Posted: Wed Feb 01, 2006 9:26 am
Yeah, thanks.
*He takes a fry from the container.*
Listen, I have to ask, you're not still doing that 'whore' thing from back in your WWE days, are you?
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Posted: Wed Feb 01, 2006 9:31 am
*She shakes her head irritably.* "No. Why?"
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Posted: Wed Feb 01, 2006 9:34 am
That's good. Really, it is. You deserve more respect than that, especially from yourself. You got your life straight, and I'm glad.
*He eats the fry, having almost forgotten it was in his hand.*
Stop me if I'm getting to personal, but morality isn't the only thing that's important. Do you believe you have direction in your life? A purpose, a goal?
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Posted: Wed Feb 01, 2006 9:38 am
*Lita leans back against the wall and stretches her legs straight out infront of her as she thinks about it.* "No, I don't think so... like what?"
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Posted: Wed Feb 01, 2006 9:44 am
Like... I can tell that you're an ambitious woman. You have dreams. Maybe you'd be able to achieve these goals, and realize these dreams, if you had something external to focus on. Something to give you hope.
*Absently, Jimmy drums his fingers on a cross, hanging on a chain around his neck.*
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Posted: Wed Feb 01, 2006 9:49 am
*She stares down at her legs, this conversation is depressing her.* "I did, but he's gone. Everything's gone. I don't have anymore goals, I don't have anymore dreams, I'm giving up. I don't have anything else to prove.... Where do you go after you've done everything?"
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Posted: Wed Feb 01, 2006 9:57 am
I don't think I was older than fourteen when I asked myself that question. Everything hit a dead end for me. I had worked myself into such a horrible position in life, that I had no idea how to make things right.
*He slowly draws a bible out of a deep pocket, inside of his coat.*
Where do you go, when you casn't go backwards or forwards? When going to the left, or to the right, is useless? You go up.
*He places the bible down next to her, face up.*
Because there's always someone up there who believes in you.
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