Post by Clea on Nov 7, 2009 9:10:20 GMT -5
Clea is sat on the wall of the balcony of her abode. Her IC title in hand, held out in front of her as though it was a mirror. She brushes her hair back and pouts sexily into the freshly polished title and winks to herself.
Clea: Cloud Nine… a strange expression, but that’s where I am right now. I feel healthy, strong, and uber sexy.
I have become HCW’s first IC Champion and what makes the victory even sweeter is that I beat the Jolly Green Giant for this honour. I admired the great sportsmanship of you saying I did a good job winning the fair way blah blah blah, the point is, I was right, I won, because I was better, you on the other hand… were just not good enough, nice try though.
She slowly runs her tongue across her top lip.
Clea: You may over come your recent suckyness and win the World Title, but do you really see that happening? I mean, come on, be serious, you make Deas look talented.
You really need to make more time for yourself Draka, now whether that is before or after your make out session with Galahad, I don't know, but when your compliments and heavy petting is through, you should focus on yourself, maybe even ask someone to give you a hand... so to speak!
She smirks evily at the title
Clea: You should ask for some extra training time with Daddy NFH, seriously, it might help him out as well, you could teach him all the things you did wrong in our match that he might be able to avoid, that is after all the only helping hand Tony will get in this match.
If he really thinks he has ANY chance of winning my gold, he is as deluded as his plastic wife.
Hell Draka, maybe you could just hold his hand and brave him to come out of hiding of the comfort of Heathers ample bosom, steer him into the real world that has had less of the Doctors help.
It would be nice to hear his husky ex-mafia like threats while he sits behind his desk hiding his true feelings for me under there, wood hiding wood, poetic, but there is no need, I’m flattered that you feel that way Tony, and don’t worry, it can be our little secret, I know when you get to your age its normally the blue little pill that does it, but if I help you stand to attention, you use it, it will keep Heather thinking she is beautiful, just remember to continue biting your lip to stop from calling my name.
But in all seriousness, when you have stepped out from behind that desk and step into the ring with me, just keep in mind the strength and battles you have had with Vlad and times that by at least 10, then you may have an idea of what’s to come.
I am by no means belittling my love, but he has trained many years to hold back, me on the other hand…. There are certain times… and people… that simply deserve exactly what they are going to get.
A clearing of the throat comes from behind her, she moves the title aside to use to see behind her, she smiles as the reflection shows Vlad leaning against the door frame with his arms crossed.
Clea: Hey baby!
She spins round on the wall and jumps down before running over and leaping into his arms, legs wrapped around his waist.
Vlad: Did you see it?
Clea: I did
Vlad: You look pleased
Clea: Well… yeah!
Vlad: You never think of the consequences do you?
Clea: Of course I do, that’s the best part, that’s where the fun begins
Vlad: Do you have a death wish?
Clea: Nice choice of words lover
Vlad rolls his eyes as Clea bites her lip and begins running her fingers through his hair.
Clea: Well if ive been bad… again… maybe you should teach me a lesson!
Vlad: Im serious Clea!
Clea: Oh, so am I!
She jumps down and throws her belt onto a nearby chair before pushing Vlad with force as he lands on the bed, the springs barely taking it.
Clea crawls slowly over him causing him to grab her and throw her to the bed as he takes control.
The camera fades on the IC title.
Clea: Cloud Nine… a strange expression, but that’s where I am right now. I feel healthy, strong, and uber sexy.
I have become HCW’s first IC Champion and what makes the victory even sweeter is that I beat the Jolly Green Giant for this honour. I admired the great sportsmanship of you saying I did a good job winning the fair way blah blah blah, the point is, I was right, I won, because I was better, you on the other hand… were just not good enough, nice try though.
She slowly runs her tongue across her top lip.
Clea: You may over come your recent suckyness and win the World Title, but do you really see that happening? I mean, come on, be serious, you make Deas look talented.
You really need to make more time for yourself Draka, now whether that is before or after your make out session with Galahad, I don't know, but when your compliments and heavy petting is through, you should focus on yourself, maybe even ask someone to give you a hand... so to speak!
She smirks evily at the title
Clea: You should ask for some extra training time with Daddy NFH, seriously, it might help him out as well, you could teach him all the things you did wrong in our match that he might be able to avoid, that is after all the only helping hand Tony will get in this match.
If he really thinks he has ANY chance of winning my gold, he is as deluded as his plastic wife.
Hell Draka, maybe you could just hold his hand and brave him to come out of hiding of the comfort of Heathers ample bosom, steer him into the real world that has had less of the Doctors help.
It would be nice to hear his husky ex-mafia like threats while he sits behind his desk hiding his true feelings for me under there, wood hiding wood, poetic, but there is no need, I’m flattered that you feel that way Tony, and don’t worry, it can be our little secret, I know when you get to your age its normally the blue little pill that does it, but if I help you stand to attention, you use it, it will keep Heather thinking she is beautiful, just remember to continue biting your lip to stop from calling my name.
But in all seriousness, when you have stepped out from behind that desk and step into the ring with me, just keep in mind the strength and battles you have had with Vlad and times that by at least 10, then you may have an idea of what’s to come.
I am by no means belittling my love, but he has trained many years to hold back, me on the other hand…. There are certain times… and people… that simply deserve exactly what they are going to get.
A clearing of the throat comes from behind her, she moves the title aside to use to see behind her, she smiles as the reflection shows Vlad leaning against the door frame with his arms crossed.
Clea: Hey baby!
She spins round on the wall and jumps down before running over and leaping into his arms, legs wrapped around his waist.
Vlad: Did you see it?
Clea: I did
Vlad: You look pleased
Clea: Well… yeah!
Vlad: You never think of the consequences do you?
Clea: Of course I do, that’s the best part, that’s where the fun begins
Vlad: Do you have a death wish?
Clea: Nice choice of words lover
Vlad rolls his eyes as Clea bites her lip and begins running her fingers through his hair.
Clea: Well if ive been bad… again… maybe you should teach me a lesson!
Vlad: Im serious Clea!
Clea: Oh, so am I!
She jumps down and throws her belt onto a nearby chair before pushing Vlad with force as he lands on the bed, the springs barely taking it.
Clea crawls slowly over him causing him to grab her and throw her to the bed as he takes control.
The camera fades on the IC title.
