Post by Admin on Jul 12, 2014 9:56:56 GMT -6
Bad Blood
Casanova sits in the corner with his back to the ring following a highly competitive match. Hair matted to his sweaty face, he demands a nearby crew member hand him his beaten-up leather jacket. The stagehand obliges and passes the jacket to English, who stuffs his hand into the interior pocket and retrieves a dented carton of cigarettes. He gets to his feet and opens the carton, withdrawing a smoke.
Ruby Parvati: I guess Casanova likes to smoke after, huh?
Axel Reid: Are you kidding me? How disrespectful is this guy!? Not even mentioning what he did to Starrkadian earlier on, the guy is going to light up a damn cigarette in the ring?
Ruby Parvati: A little second-hand smoke isn’t going to kill you, Axel.
He holds it between his thumb and forefinger and teasingly passes it under his nose, closing his eyes and smiling to himself as he savours that sweet tobacco smell. The referee glares at him disapprovingly, but after witnessing what Casanova is capable of earlier in the night, thinks twice about stopping him.
Inserting the cigarette between his lips, Casanova throws his jacket on and rifles through another pocket, extracting a silver lighter. He cups his hands around his mouth --
An uplifting synth chorus beams out into the void like a signal in deep space.
YEEEAAAHHH
Axel Reid: NO WAY! NO FREAKIN’ WAY!
The crowd roar as Dynatron’s ‘Propulsion Overdrive’ is transmitted through the sound system. Casanova freezes, unlit cigarette dangling between his lips. His eyes remain fixed on the lighter in his hands.
Starrkadian hobbles out from behind the curtain and takes centre stage defiantly. The crowd pop huge for their battle-ravaged hero, whose head is bandaged following Casanova’s brutal assault earlier on.
Axel Reid: Look at the look on Casanova’s face!
Casanova still stands with his hands up to his mouth. His pupils, fixed on the lighter up until now, finally crawl over to Star. His eyes narrow at the sight of him. The blood drains from his face, leaving him a ghostly white.
Ruby Parvati: This guy must have suffered a concussion to come out here and piss off Casanova even more!
Synth beats still pounding throughout the arena, Starrkadian stands atop the entrance ramp -- accompanied for the first time on-camera by Laura, who holds him back -- and stares down Casanova. English finally spits out his unlit cigarette, lowers his hands and turns to face Star. The Neon Avenger fixes the Revolutionary with a fiery gaze. Casanova turns his head and looks away for a moment, before returning Star’s gaze with a sneer.
Axel Reid: What an incredible night we’ve had here, folks, but we’re about to run out of airtime! I’m Axel Reid -- joined as always by Ruby Parvati -- and this is Breakthrough six! Good night!
Our picture gradually fades out to the sight of a VOW all right reserved emblem appearing on screen in it's trademark aqua color. Shortly there after, it vanishes without a trace.