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Date Posted: 15:14:53 06/25/02 Tue
Author: Love and Peace
Subject: Locker Room Party

(The interior of Love and Peace's locker room. It stands empty, with Sister Chastity's habit draped neatly over the back of a chair and Nicollette's large black travel bag sitting on a wooden bench. The silence is abruptly shattered by a loud slam as the locker room door is kicked in from the outside, with loud shouts of victory and celebration. Love and Peace enter, each with a Tag Team championship belt slung over her shoulder. Sister Chastity's forehead still bleeds from Raith's attacks, and blood has streamed down her face to stain her black t-shirt. Nicollette's fox-like features are bruising heavily from Megan's two kicks to the face. Despite the obvious injuries, Sister Chastity and Nicollette are almost shaking with adrenaline. The demeanor of the new Tag Team champions is no longer serene and controlled. A wild, primitive ferocity is observable that hasn't been there before. Nicollette stops in front of the full-length mirror on the locker room wall.)

Nicollette: Oh, that looks so good! We did it, I knew we would this time! Love and Peace! Love and Peace! Yeah!

Sister Chastity: Indeed, the Almighty hath seen fit to bestow a most hard-won victory upon His servants this night! Perseverance doth indeed reward.

Nic: Did you see that power bomb? Yeah, baby! Yeah! I power bombed Megan straight to Hell and pinned her 1-2-3! We did it, and I got the pin! Hoody hoo!

SC (confused) : Hoody hoo? What doth that mean?

Nic: Oh, I don't know, I heard it somewhere and it sounded good! Who cares, we won!

SC: Indeed. Our fellow competitors of the WIW must needs now acknowledge our accomplishments. Love and Peace shall nay be overlooked again.

Nic: And we're not stopping here. Now that we've won these, we have to keep them. I can't wait!

(Focus shifts to the reflection in the mirror. Sister Chastity stands at her full seven-foot height with a blood-encrusted face and a Tag Team championship belt slung over her right shoulder. The lanky six-foot Nicollette is slightly in front of her tag team partner, dark bruises forming on the right side of her face, a sly grin on her lips, and a Tag Team championship belt slung over her left shoulder. The scene stays on the reflection for a long moment. The picture is broken when Nicollette leaps up onto the bench and crouches down, as if about to spring across the room.)

Nic: Makes you wonder about "Rampage," doesn't it? We were supposed to defend these against Draven and Deathsun, but I don't see that happening now, do you?

SC: Nay, after the words of our President Hythe, I should seriously doubt the presence of Deathsun at any point in the foreseeable future. Perhaps we are to defend against Draven and an as-of-yet unknown partner. T'is of little consequence at present. We shall know by Wednesday's night.

Nic: Suspended indefinitely without pay. That's pretty harsh. Well, he did something to have that happen, and he's not my problem. I think we have bigger and better problems to deal with, anyway.

SC: Such as?

Nic: Such as what we said before about not turning the other cheek and forgiving all the time. Such as the embodiment of Divine Wrath. Such as embracing the Malakite within. There's plenty for us to be dealing with here, not the least of which is helping some of our more wayward brothers and sisters see the Light and walk on the Path of Righteousness. If some of them require a little more forceful direction than others, then so be it. The end more than justifies the means.

SC: Perhaps. Thou art thinking of someone in particular?

Nic: Oh, don't play dumb with me. You know exactly what I'm thinking. You usually do.

(Nicollette flashes a sly grin at Sister Chastity, who, surprisingly, returns it, as if to say, "Yes, you're right.")

SC: Then shall I assume that the plan in question is to commence straightaway?

Nic: Of course. Well, not straightaway. First I want a shower, and then a celebratory smoke. Then we can commence!

(The tag team champions gather their belongings and head for the showers as the scene fades to black.)

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