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Thread: Bride of Kane (LadyAthene & Bibliomania)

Akane Imatsu Between Lita leaving early plus Akane's next appointment not having been scheduled till two o'clock, she had well over an hour to do some extensive research. In truth, it had been a former wrestler who did inspire her to agree to this internship. No one - not even Vince - knew though not because she was afraid of telling anyone. Rather, it was simply because no one had asked. The answer was Yokozuna. He had been the first Asian - let alone Japanese - wrestler Akane had ever seen fight in the WWE. Asians were a huge minority, Akane had noticed, in the WWE. So naturally, her interest was piqued. Apparently, Asians were still a minority it seemed. Akane's 'research' consisted of watching numerous, old matches from various fighters, alive or deceased. She tried to determine what kind of fighter she'd even be. Aerial? Maybe. Technical? Also a decent possibility. ... You're really thinking about this, huh? It was equally nerve-wracking as it was exciting to think about. Besides, being a wrestler didn't mean she had to be a Heel. In fact, that was part two of what she was looking up wrestling terminology. Heels seemed to be way more common than Faces at least that was what she was noting as per the definitions. An interesting observation, to be sure. While one tab had ongoing matches playing, Akane was going through her music player on her phone. If she was going to really do this, there was a lot she needed to determine. This included what song would play to signal her arrival. Wow. This is far more in-depth than I realized, Akane mused to herself, smiling as she continued jotting down notes and observations on an empty piece of paper. The poor doctor was so focused that she almost didn't hear the knocks on her door after a few more moments. Sorry! Please come in! Before the door opened, however, she lowered the internet tabs, pausing anything that may have sill been playing. Even though she wasn't doing anything illegal, Akane didn't wish to give off the wrong idea to her next patient. Her focus needed to be on them and nothing else. Soon, Akane found herself looking at not one, but two figures Stephanie McMahon and Triple H.
Thread: Bride of Kane (LadyAthene & Bibliomania)

The next couple of hours were spent our front signing merch. Not his favorite activity, but quite a few of the fans were very excited to meet a long-time legend. One woman in goth makeup gave him the number for her hotel, but the big man simply accepted it gracefully and then tossed the scrap of paper into the bin as she left. He wasnt really in the mood for another relationship, and wasnt the type for a quick fling. Sure, he didnt have any hesitation once hed found a woman worthy of his attention, Lita being one, but just a quickie in some random town? He left that for the party crowd. He had a job to do. When the show started, he received a message to head to the workout room so that he could meet his protge. The workout room wasnt much. It served as a practice basketball court most days, but now was full of weights, punching bags, and even a couple wrestling rings. Most people had gone ringside by now, but a few superstars were warming up for their matches. Kane approved of that, better that the show go off without a hitch, but when he saw who was waiting for him, he scowled. It was that punk that had parked in his space. Great. The young man had bright blue and an overawed expression that was more common in OVW. So youre the one they saddled me with? Kane shook his head. Cmon kid. Change into your street clothes. Lets go fill some seats and watch the show. We can talk about your promising career ringside.
Thread: Bride of Kane (LadyAthene & Bibliomania)

Akane Imatsu Thankfully, there was a certain benefits to helping a married couple rather than just an individual. Triple H and Stephanie had - discreetly, of course, - paid Akane a very generous sum of money. With this tip came more counseling time two hours instead of the usual one. Also, it was to help ensure no one aside from Vince knew the two were going to her. Thus far, she had succeeded in achieving both conditions. But .... ugh. Marriage counseling was so very exhausting it always was. With poor Akane still being a student, the toll tended to be worse. If none of that was annoying enough, having to be the 'neutral' person between the three of them was hands own the most tedious part of talking with a married couple. Some days, it was an easy task to work on. Others - such as today - it was incredibly difficult. But by the end of the session, there were only two or so more hours left. The last few appointments helped the time tick by. Now that the filming and fights for Monday Night RAW's episode were live and being recorded, Akane could devote even more time to her research she'd had to take a break on. Her pen would scribble across the same page she started using for notes. For the time being, she was concentrating on determining her fighting style and what she'd wanna use for an entrance song. About three more hours would pass before she jumped slightly upon hearing a sudden knock. You available? I kinda need your expertise. From behind the door, she heard John Cena. Quickly minimizing everything, she spun around, raising her eyebrows slightly. I'm assuming this is a more medical-based thing and not for talking, yes? Yeah, you'd be right. Alright. Come in and have a seat on one of the cots. As the door opened, Akane grabbed a pair of gloves. It had been a habit ... but a quick glance revealed they would indeed be needed. More so than usual. His head was busted wide open .... and honestly? Akane wondered why he hadn't simply gone to the local hospital. Still, she did have enough supplies to properly treat him. Probably personal preference, Akane decided, nodding as she grabbed her first aid kit, which had the needle, thread, hydrogen peroxide, and cotton balls. Ready for the fun part? Akane jested, trying to lighten the mood slightly. You've probably heard this tons of times, probably, but do try to remain still, okay? The Asian would then unscrew the cap belonging to the stinging wound cleaner and gently dab it on John's head. As she expected, he winced and grimaced ... but grabbed onto the edges of the cot to help keep himself still. Pain killers will have to wait until after, unfortunately. You gonna be fine with that? When she saw him give an affirmative nod, Akane returned the gesture with one of her own. The peroxide would be set down, used cotton ball tossed into the nearby trash bin. Now, Akane was carefully working on guiding the slim thread through the eye of the needle.
Thread: Bride of Kane (LadyAthene & Bibliomania)

The blue-haired rookie followed Kane cautiously to the arena. The veteran was half tempted to swat him just to spook him, but he decided against it. If he had to work with the guy, there was no point in making it harder than it had to be. They found open seats next to each other, but both were in the nosebleeds. They looked inconspicuous in their street clothing, although Kane got an odd glance or two. Vince usually liked them to fill seats if they could, to make the show look better, but there werent a lot of empty seats at this Raw. The two men spent their time talking about the show and about gimmicks. The young man wanted to just be himself, like a typical entitled rookie. Kane explained that even the wrestlers who played themselves had to push the more interesting parts to the front and leave the boring parts behind. He, himself, drew far more interest when he accepted and pushed his tragic backstory, instead of pretending to be some big shot. After the main event came to a close, the young man seemed a lot more comfortable with what the back office was asking of him. It wasnt too bad having to talk to him, but Kane still thought he was an idiot. The rookie promised to work on his persona and theyd revisit at the next Raw. Once the crowds had filtered out, they went back to their cars to go. Kane didnt bother to pay for the mirror. Next time, the kid would respect the veterans.
Thread: Bride of Kane (LadyAthene & Bibliomania)

The workout room was far busier today than it had been last time. Part of that was because Kane arrived a bit earlier in the day. The other part was that word had gotten around that he was breaking in a new rookie. Plenty turned out just to watch that. Youve got to sell. I dont care how tough you think you are. Kane gave the kid another chop across the chest. It took a full five seconds before the younger wrestler made an odd spasm like hed been keistered by a broomhandle. Sell. I said sell! He unleashed a flurry of chops, each stiffer than the last. It wasnt long before the blue-haired kids chest had become a red and white mess. Even with the pain, he flopped around at odd times and at odd angles. Time out for a second. Kane grabbed the new wrestler in a headlock, bringing him closer so that the veteran could whisper. Look out there, kid. The young man looked up to see the superstars lining the ring. Some laughed at the punishment being given. Others shook their heads. A few just rolled their eyes. Kane whispered. You want to be a smart ass? Look tough? You think any of that will make them want to wrestle you?The large man wrenched his trainees neck painfully, not hurting his joints, but using large muscles to painfully squeeze his head. All they see is some yo-yo that cant even make Godzilla look good. You think they want to include you? You think they even want to lose to you? When you wont even give them the dignity of a sell? Youre destined for school gyms and bingo halls if you keep this up, kid. Now sell. Kane released the rookie, and then made a chop that was far softer than before. The young man jerked, as if slightly stunned by the move. Excellent, said Kane, now its time to do the fun stuff.
Thread: Bride of Kane (LadyAthene & Bibliomania)

Kane lifted the man by the throat, although most of the weight was on the big man's hand at his back. It looked impressive, got the pops, and more importantly, the kid had no choice but to sell it. It was hard to look like anything except a ragdoll when you hit on your back from eight feet up. The other wrestlers had largely lost interest in the pair by now, focusing on their own matches. Kane forced the kid to take two hours of bumps, not even letting him get a strike across. It wasn't until the other man was tired and gasping before Kane clapped him on the back and said, Alright, kid, that'll do for now. They went over to the snack table, getting some electrolyte drinks and fruit to rehydrate. You've got potential, said Kane. So what were you thinking? The new wrestler thought for a moment and said, I was thinking something punk. Like the NWO or D Generation-X. He rubbed his bright blue hair, making sweat scatter everywhere. But, you know, current. Kane scowled at him. The sweat had gotten all over Kane, and the veteran was sure that it had gotten all over the food as well. Punk is out at the moment. Even Triple-H has moved on. I don't know how we'd ever work that into an angle. Hmmm. He thought for a moment. Maybe if you're wanting to provoke outcry, we could do the Golddust thing. He's lasted a long time making people uncomfortable. What do you think about that? The man thought for a moment, and then nodded. I could work with that. What are you thinking? It'd have to be something pretty major to make a big impression. It took a long moment of thought before the veteran answered. Hmm. Maybe you could insist on competing in the Diva division. Women have taken on the men's division. This would be the reverse and make you a major heel, as well as work out fan's discomfort with the concept of a man equating himself with a woman. The new wrestler frowned. I don't really like that. Doesn't it make me look weak? Kane shook his head. You're underestimating some of the Divas. And, I'd imagine that it'd get you so much heat that the male roster would get involved. Plus, any women wrestling you would get major pops if they ever got rid of you. Do it for a few years, and then switch back to the men's division. You get a lot of people over, get a reputation as a good worker, and learn how to sell. All things that'll get you into the main event one day.
Thread: Bride of Kane (LadyAthene & Bibliomania)

The two men ate from the snack table, something to make up for all of the damage that they were getting. Kane was used to it, but the young wrestler was visibly sore from their workout. It hadnt seemed like a lot to Kane and was barely what the young man had better get used to. But it was a stay. Kane just took an apple and a few peanuts. He didnt eat a lot during workouts or shows, but understood the need to. The blue-haired rookie, however, demolished watermelon, apples, almonds, and beef jerky. Kane chuckled to himself, knowing that the man would likely eat fast food and pass out later. Always happened when someone increase their exercise routine. Well, said Kane, I suppose you should think about your outfit. I dont think that its necessary to go full Golddust on this, but it should be something ambiguous. Maybe we can die that ridiculous hair black, paint your nails black, and just go with some sort of Goth look. Itll have to be something unusual, otherwise it isnt believable. Or maybe... He looked over the other wrestler. Have you ever tried growing out your hair? Maybe trying for a Marilyn Manson look? Not exactly pure punk, but nonconformist and definitely believable with getting into the Diva division. The other man looked shocked. Marilyn Manson is kinda cool, but I just never thought of that as me, you know. Still, itd be cool to ruffle feathers, especially of the rednecks that end up watching. Thered be heart attacks from here to Florida. Yeah, lets work it like that. Kane smirked. Now he had his way to get back at Lita and get her back in his arms. This idiot would make her come crying back to the Big Red Machine.
Thread: Bride of Kane (LadyAthene & Bibliomania)

Kane took the kid out drinking with the other veterans. It was your prototypical dive bar, something that the Undertaker seemed to have a knack for finding one in every city that they visited. They passed the bouncer--who was looking increasingly nervous at all the large, muscled men making their way into his bar. Kane gave the guy a twenty-dollar tip that the guy would earn by the end of the night. They went over to a few tables taken over by other veterans of the WWE. Kane showed the rookie to everyone, introducing him and explaining his gimmick. Most laughed and patted the rookie on the back. A few chuckled and shook their head. One or two looked genuinely offended. About what Kane had hoped for. The veteran stuck to beer--only an idiot would try to keep up with JBL and Bradshaw--but he smiled wanly as the rookie kept taking round after round of shots. What the kid didn't know was that all of those shots were being put on his tab. Fairly mild for hazing, but Kane snuck a card for the WWE's legal counsel into his pocket. The guy had gotten Kane out of trouble with the Lita storyline. It wasn't too long before the kid had been absorbed into Undertaker's orbit, so Kane took the opportunity to finally relax. He'd done a lot today, even if he wasn't on TV. The kid still had to finalize things with McMahon, but Kane was sure the gimmick was crazy enough for the boss to go for it. He was always looking for ways to antagonize the rednecks of the crowd, and some punk beating up on women in the name of equality would do it. The rookie would likely never outgrow the angle, but it'd be a good gig while it lasted. Once they all were really getting rowdy, Kane left. He wasn't interested in the late nights and talks to police officers. All he really wanted to do was go back to his hotel room, sleep, and make his flight back to his Kentucky home the next day. Harmless shenanigans didn't appeal to him. Not when he had another plan to put into place finding indirect ways to terrorize Lita for dropping him.
Thread: Bride of Kane (LadyAthene & Bibliomania)

The next RAW seemed to come far too soon. And not soon enough. Most of the time had been spent planning, determining the likely reactions of the different wrestlers and factions in the WWE. While Kane was hardly the mastermind that Undertaker or the McMahons were, he still had to make sure that what he was about to do wouldn't end with him forced to retire. After all, it would be borderline insubordination after direct orders to avoid Lita. His rookie had spent most of the week in jail back in Connecticut. Not exactly an auspicious start to his career, but it was common for new wrestlers to be dragged into trouble by veterans. While this didn't bode well for his training, it had given Kane time to more fully develop a gimmick and pitch that would suit the McMahon's. The new wrestler would be known as C.B. or Code Blue, a macho and punk reference that'd also suit the kid's style. They could still twist it to him shocking the audience by demanding entrance into the Diva's division. He still had to put some thought into the rivalry. He couldn't put the rookie directly against Lita--that'd be too obvious. Something would have to be developed among her associates, but he didn't know just who, yet. It'd have to be somebody she had close ties with. He got to the training gym and smirked when he saw C.B. practicing falls in the corner. The kid had a mean tint in his eye. Obviously, he'd been treated rough by the cops and in the prison. Hey, kid. I've got your gimmick. Kane walked over, watching with disinterest as the rookie continued to throw himself to the floor. Code Blue. Shocking, meaningful, and it'll give you an excuse to get into the Divas division. Sure, you'll come across as a little of a creep, but in this business, it's better to be ANYTHING other than boring. Besides, not like Triple-H hasn't done this thing before. Just be more...tasteful about it.
Thread: Semper Fi and Nadie

RP continued from a separate site Evan nodded and guided Nic further along the trail. Once they arrived Evan began filling the agents on on the felicity and what she could determine from the little she saw. It's best we send in a team to take Volkov down One of the agents began speaking just when Lexa showed up. Evan walked over to check ok the woman. you will need to get you to a medic... another shot rang out and one of agents close to Nic crumpled to the ground. Shit!! Evan pulled out her weapon and rushed over to Nic who had dropped to her knees. She got her to the other side of the SUV as shots erupted all around. She held Nic close to her as she fought down a cry of pain. She felt the bullet sink into her side when she rushed to get the doctor into cover but now was not the time to worry about that. She was still breathing and she needed to get everyone out. She peeked out of cover before raising her weapon to fire at the nearest target. Her shot was true and the man fell to the ground on a heap. Fuck!!! Riley shot up when she heard the gunfire. Dammit!!! I should have been there. At least I could have met up with them she hated that she was just sitting there while her friends where in danger. She can only imagine how Kat must be feeling. Her lover was right in the middle of all that. Riley then realized in a way she did. She knew her and Lexa where far from being like Evan and Kat, but she would be lying if she said there wasn't some feelings between them. At least on her end.
Thread: Semper Fi and Nadie

Lexa winced as she made her way to the vehicles, pain radiating from her shoulder. But the nmore shooting was happening, and she saw Nic fall, cursing she hurried to return fire, helping cover Nic and Evan. She kept firing along side of Evan, until all targets were dead. Nic. Nic, you alright? SHe asked as she hurried to the woman they'd just rescued. She touched a hand to Evan, You're hurt too. We need to get out of here, now. Kat winced and sat perfectly still, she was beyond the point of raging and panicking. She knew her lover, knew she'd make it out of there. Riley. Settle down. You aren't any help if you loose your mind. We have work to do, to help ensure their exit is as smooth as possible. She said firmly.
Thread: Semper Fi and Nadie

Nic just nodded as she kept behind the SUV, cradling her stomach to protect her unborn child. Evan sucked in a breath as she leaned back against the car. Yeah....but looks like the cars are not an option she said, pointing out that they punctured all the tires during the shoot out. She was just pondering how to get out of there, when they heard foot steps coming from beyond the trees. Volkov and two of his men walked up to the three women, guns pointed. Drop your weapons he demanded and Evan cursed under her breath before tossing her weapon. Volkov clapped as he walked up. Good job ladies, you almost made it. he eyes Nic who cowered at his gaze. I was not about to have my legacy taken away from me. After she finishes the work we need her to do and births my child, you can have her back....in a casket he smirked then turned to Lexa. However....I must admit you impressed me with your skills. I will give you the opportunity to live and join me. Evan tensed as she watched the exchange. Riley settled down and heard the exchange. Shit, she was starting to have some doubt about Lexa's loyalty. She kept herself busy by getting into contact with Rick for their backup plan. Volkov tossed a knife towards Lexa that sunk into the ground at her feet. Here is your chance to live. He gestured with his chin towards Evan. Kill her.
Thread: Semper Fi and Nadie

Lexa froze, she wanted to fire her weapon, but even she couldn't take out three armed men at once. So with Evan she reluctantly dropped her weapon. Lexa tilted her head at Volkov's offer, she wouldn't consider it, but that didn't mean she couldn't let him think she would. She eyed him, And what guarantee do I have that I get to walk away? She asked casually. She knew the others would think she'd turned, but that was okay, she could explain herself after it was over. Resting against the small of her back was another gun, she shifted her body to grab the knife, doing so revealed the gun to Evan. If Evan could lunge and get the gun, they might have a chance. Lexa grasped the knife, yanking it from the dirt, her knelt forward position, also put her within arms reach of her gun that she'd tossed down, If Evan could move fast enough, Lexa could throw the knife at Volkov, grab her weapon, and her and Evan could shoot the two other men. If Evan was smart enough to see the gun and fast enough, they might just be able to pull this off.
Thread: Semper Fi and Nadie

Evan did in fact see the gun, but was unsure that she was fast enough with her injury. She was going to try however. Once Lexa would reach for the gun, two shots rang out. Riley jumped when she heard the shots. What's going on? she asked Kat, hoping that was friendly fire. The mad to Volkov's left crumpled to the ground from the shot to the stomach. The one holding the gun that fired the bullet was not Evan, but Nic. She was able to tell what the two women were planning and took it into her own hands since Evan was too injured to move. Volkov was quick, but not quick enough. Once Lexa would throw the knife he move just out of the way for it to sink into his shoulder. He fell to his knees and before anyone could react, Nic was on him, getting him on the ground and digging the knife deeper into his shoulder. Before pulling it out and raising it to plunging it into the man's stomach again and again then finally through the chest. Once Volkov stopped moving Nic stayed on top of his corpse, panting and sobbing before she let out a scream, letting out everything that she was holding in for over a year.