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Post by Christy Champion on Mar 2, 2014 15:10:53 GMT -5
~Christy Champion walks into the local gym near the venue for Friday Night Freedom. There are a few people wandering around but Christy looks at the ring and decides she'll get to that later.
She sits her bag down and pulls her hair into a ponytail.
She starts to stretch when she hears someone walk in. She turns to see who it is.~
To Be Continued By Anyone
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Post by Pierce Larkin on Mar 2, 2014 15:15:18 GMT -5
In walks Pierce Larkin, a duffel bag slung over his shoulder. He sat down on a chair off towards the side, he grins to himself and tosses his bag aside. He hauls himself up into the ring, he leaps over the rope and bounces on the balls of his feet. His grin widens and he begins strafing around the ring, performing boxing moves on an invisible opponent. He performs a jumping roundhouse kick, then whoops. "Yeah!" He turns around and his eyes land on Christy.
TBC
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Post by Christy Champion on Mar 2, 2014 15:19:52 GMT -5
~Christy is looking on at the man in the ring and can't help but laugh as he wrestles an invisible opponent.
She slowly walks her way over to the ring and is still on the outside of it, looking in at the small man inside.~
"So, you can beat up the air. Do you consider that actual talent?"
~She turns her nose up at him arrogantly.~
"I would offer to show you how to wrestle, but you're so small I'm scared I'd break you in half just by touching you."
TBC by Pierce
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Post by Pierce Larkin on Mar 2, 2014 15:21:47 GMT -5
Pierce chuckles. "You think you can take this twig on? I've taken down guys bigger than me. I could take you down easy." He grins. "Come on, Kitten. Get in." He steps back towards a corner then gestures her in.
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Post by Christy Champion on Mar 2, 2014 15:32:11 GMT -5
"I COULD take you on...but I'm Above it."
~She smiles.~
"Besides, you didn't even offer to hold the ropes for me to get in. What kind of MAN are you? MAYBE if you are a gentleman and hold the ropes, MAYBE I'll step in."
TBC by Pierce
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Post by Pierce Larkin on Mar 2, 2014 15:34:07 GMT -5
Pierce rolls his eyes. "If you think you're as good as the men, why don't you hold the ropes?" He grins, bouncing on his feet.
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Post by Christy Champion on Mar 2, 2014 15:37:21 GMT -5
~Christy takes a deep breath, annoyed by this guy already.~
"Fine, you know what? I came here to work out, if that means shutting you up, I'm all for it."
~Christy slowly hops up onto the apron and then steps under the middle rope and into the ring. She rubs her hands along her workout shorts as she stares across the ring at the small man.~
"Didn't know they made fun size gym goers" she says laughing.
"When my daddy had his promotion and I was a little girl, I was about your size. I miss those days."
TBC by Pierce
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Post by Pierce Larkin on Mar 2, 2014 15:42:25 GMT -5
Pierce bounces around the ring as Christy sizes him up. "Didn't know they made fun size gym goers." She laughed "When my daddy had his promotion and I was a little girl, I was about your size. I miss those days." Pierce chuckled. "Hey, you're the one who said my size was fun." He rolls his neck and gets into a boxing stance. "Ready, Kitten?"
TBC
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Post by Christy Champion on Mar 2, 2014 15:47:54 GMT -5
"I was born ready."
~Christy circles him now and has an arrogant smirk on her face.~
"You're not ready. I can see it in your eyes. You're scared. Go ahead, leave my ring."
~Christy looks in his direction the entire time as she's circling him.~
TBC by Pierce
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Post by Pierce Larkin on Mar 2, 2014 15:50:08 GMT -5
Pierce raises an eyebrow, he lowers his fists, then shrugs. "Scared? Nah, trying not to vomit? Yeah." He grins and raises his fists. "Bring it, Cat." He bounces back into a corner, his grin never faltering.
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Post by Christy Champion on Mar 2, 2014 15:54:36 GMT -5
~She walks up to the corner, trapping him in it and gets near his face.~
"I was being nice to you, now I'm done. I'm NOT scared of someone who's the size of a pencil, and who probably has never been in a real fight in his life. I was raised around wrestling and I COULD end you right now but frankly...I'm Above it."
~The intensity in her voice dies down as she smiles and puts her hands on a rope on each side of his body keeping him stuck in the corner.~
"Now, ask nicely and I'll let you leave my ring."
TBC by Pierce
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Post by Pierce Larkin on Mar 2, 2014 15:58:06 GMT -5
Pierce chuckles. "Lady, I'm not leaving." He ducks under her arms and puts her in a full nelson, his arms just barely reaching the back of the top of her head. "And this pencil has poked plenty eyes out."
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Post by Christy Champion on Mar 2, 2014 16:01:11 GMT -5
~Christy isn't hurt by the full nelson since he doesn't have it locked in all the way, but she's upset that he actually grabbed her. She pulls away, breaking the hold.~
"How dare you put your little filthy hands on me?"
~She reaches up and takes her hair out of the ponytail and her blonde hair flows down her back.~
"I want an apology NOW. You don't even KNOW me who are you to put your hands on me?"
TBC by Pierce
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Post by Pierce Larkin on Mar 2, 2014 16:05:27 GMT -5
Pierce grins. "Name's Pierce Larkin, baddest, hippest swinger in the North East." He moonwalks away and into a corner. He sat on the turnbuckle, put his arms on the ropes like the arm of a chair and kicked up his legs. "And, apologize? Whatchu gonna do, get your daddy to sue me?"
TBC
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Post by Christy Champion on Mar 2, 2014 16:08:48 GMT -5
~Christy can't believe how bold this guy is and its getting to her, but she's doing her best not to let it show.~
"I don't need my daddy to defend me against someone smaller than me. And Pierce Larkin, I'm Christy CHAMPION aka someone you don't wanna tick off. Now, I came here to work out. Since you're too scared to work with me, get out of my ring so I can stretch."
~She lays down on the mat, not paying him any attention at this point and starts doing sit ups.~
TBC by Pierce
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