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Date Posted: 21:47:02 06/18/02 Tue
Author: Love and Peace
Subject: Leaving?

(Love and Peace's locker room following a WIW house show. Nicollette D. Wolfwood rubs a towel against her short black hair, still damp from the shower, as she finishes buttoning a fresh white dress shirt. Sister Chastity Perpetual walks into view from a side area wearing a clean pair of black sweatpants, black Reeboks, a black t-shirt with a large white cross, and her black-and-white wimple. As Nicollette finishes toweling her ever-disheveled hair and reaches for her black suit jacket, the two pack up and prepare to leave the building. They have not seen the promo cut by The Strays.)

Nicollette: ...wasn't the one getting dumped after all. You saw the promo.

Sister Chastity: Aye, indeed. She hath proven herself very much the victim of lust after all. T'is in vain to hope that her frailty shall lessen her ability in the ring, however. She doth wish greatly to prove herself, and in so doing may prove more difficult than Raith.

Nic: Maybe, but I've absolutely had it with being overlooked. I don't think there's a person in this fed except for Dolores who actually thinks we're going to win those belts. It's infuriating! We'll show them all at "Xplicit," I know we will.

SC: Indeed, but thou must needs pay no mind to such idle talk. We know well our own abilities and what we have done before. What hath taken place hath been Divine Will, and I, for one, am content to place all in His hands. When our time hath come to reign as champions, then so we shall, and none shall prove able to stand in our path.

Nic: I know, I know. I don't doubt the Divine part in all of this, but the inmates are definitely starting to run the asylum. Dolores was right about Jimmy Reed. The guy's practically legendary, and he did get completely disrespected. Steele's a spoiled jerk, and that wife of his could definitely use a sandwich. Or five. I hope Dolores does unto him as she did unto Silver Star, just for my own personal amusement.

SC: Vanity and pride doth run rampant lately. The likes of Steele, Ricochet, Eric Doering, and others hath completely obscured the focus they possess deep inside. T'is those such deadly sins that shall cost our fellow competitors most dearly in the ring. Dost thou believe that Michael Merlin shall accept the challenge of Dolores?

Nic: Oh, he has to. He made the challenge. I don't think he was expecting her to take it up, though. (smiling) I'm curious to see what he'll do when he finds out. Don't get me wrong, I certainly don't like, trust, or respect him, but he keeps things interesting, to say the least.

SC: Should Dolores claim the Intercontinental championship, t'would be a most powerful statement indeed. We should wish her well.

Nic: Yeah, we should. I have a good luck present of sorts for her, anyway.

(Nicollette pulls a carton of cigarettes from her large black travel bag and holds it under one arm. Sister Chastity rolls her eyes toward Heaven, as though asking for Divine guidance in this troublesome situation. Nicollette notices.)

Nic: Oh, come on! It's the thought that counts, and from the little I've seen of her, I thought she'd like it. Almost as much as I would!

(Grinning at her long-suffering tag team partner, Nicollette gathers up her things and heads for the door. Sister Chastity, with a heavy sigh, follows right behind her with her own luggage in tow.)

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