Post by Blair Kivisto on Apr 9, 2017 20:39:11 GMT -5
“For the past two weeks since this match has been announced I’ve heard nothing but Gavin talking about how he’s going to beat me…”
The scene faded in to show Blair Laroux sitting cross-legged in the middle of a ring. Not a normal setting for her by any means. She looked a bit worse for wear at this point, her lip was split open and she had a rather nice shiner on her left eye. Even still, she didn’t seem to be phased.
“ ‘Sometime after I beat your wife’ he’s told Xavier. ‘Maybe just do nothing but DDT’ing her in any way I can think is possible’ he stated, without tagging me mind you. It seems like he wants me to be worried for this match coming up and the fact of the matter is I’m not. I’m not worried in the slightest and you know why?”
Her eyes focused in on the camera.
“Because I’m not going to back down or show fear when it comes to anyone. That’s not what this is about, his past record has been impressive. Does that mean I feel the need to cower from a fight? Show that I want to back out but can’t? Look at how many fucking times I faced Jacob Daniels without a care in the goddamn world. Why would I go at this any differently against someone I’ve never been one on one with?”
Taking a moment she ran a hand through her hair and let out a soft sigh.
“There’s no way of telling who has this but considering he’s so confident he’s got this let me shed a bit of light on my level of confidence. Get ready to take some notes Gavin, I’m about to fill you in on a good few things that you can use… You want to take me down so bad you better be willing to throw out anything you have against me. Let me add something to that list… target my knees. Come at them, see how close you can get before that pretty face of yours meets a fist…”
A bit of a twisted smile formed on her lips, causing her to wince slightly considering the split lip.
“Or maybe you want to get into my head. Bring in my family, my kids, talk shit about those and unleash a whole hell of alot of anger from me. Maybe enough to get me to lose sight of the point of the fight and just do to you like I did to Jenson Idol when he tried to pull the same card.”
Slowly, Blair started to rise to her feet, taking a few steps closer to the camera.
“I haven’t been at this level in a long time Gavin. I’m pulling through a hell of a lot better than I have in the past and that makes this match and it’s outcome unpredictable. However, look at me right now. If whatever happened to make me look like this hasn’t prevented me from showing up to fight you, you need to ask yourself, is there really any hope of me backing down? Is there really any hope of me tucking tail and running away? Or is that just what you hope I do because deep down inside you know I’m about to put you through the fight of your fucking life? Maybe somewhere inside, you know that this is the most fucked first match in Redemption you could have landed because as much as you want to say you know how I work… you don’t. You don’t know the fight I can bring on one on one. You don’t understand the gravity of what you’re stepping into because let’s be honest… one of the things that pisses me off the most is motherfuckers getting involved in my matches. Forcing an outcome that may have been different had they not stepped in.”
Stepping forward again the camera panned out a bit as she leaned forward on the ropes, a surprisingly calm look on her face.
“Truth is, we’ve never really faced before and you’re basing your information off me in the past. I say this because it’s painfully obvious you haven’t been watching lately. That is what makes me confident. THAT is what makes me comfortable enough to tell you what I did. On the other hand though, would that really make a difference? It is you we’re talking about and if I base my information on the past there… well, you aren’t very certain in things you do or say. You tend to back peddle pretty damn easily. So how do I know you won’t do the same thing here? Then again, I’m sure this is what’s going to happen. If I manage to beat you in this match you’ll probably make up some excuse as to why. It seems like something you would do right?”
A slight laugh slipped past her lips as she shook her head.
“If you win, I’m not going to take that approach. Though considering it seems someone already got their hands on me, it’s easy to find an excuse from there but that’s not really my jam. I’d own up to it. That’s just the way I am. I’m not going to call myself the winner before even seeing the outcome, I’m not going to call you the winner either. What I am going to do is stand here and be the better person in all of this. I’m going to wish you the best of luck in taking me down. It’s not going to be an easy task, this isn’t a way to throw you a for sure winning start. I may look like shit right now, a mere few hours before we face off but don’t think I’m going to be moving any slower or going any easier on you. I’m ready to get into that ring and go one on one with you, I’m more ready now than I was a week ago, than I was two weeks ago. Being completely honest, I have a lot of steam to blow off right now and you seem like a mighty fine target to use for it. So come on, do your worst. I’ll see you at Glory Gav.”
Raising a hand up she blew a kiss to the camera before the scene faded out to black.
The scene faded in to show Blair Laroux sitting cross-legged in the middle of a ring. Not a normal setting for her by any means. She looked a bit worse for wear at this point, her lip was split open and she had a rather nice shiner on her left eye. Even still, she didn’t seem to be phased.
“ ‘Sometime after I beat your wife’ he’s told Xavier. ‘Maybe just do nothing but DDT’ing her in any way I can think is possible’ he stated, without tagging me mind you. It seems like he wants me to be worried for this match coming up and the fact of the matter is I’m not. I’m not worried in the slightest and you know why?”
Her eyes focused in on the camera.
“Because I’m not going to back down or show fear when it comes to anyone. That’s not what this is about, his past record has been impressive. Does that mean I feel the need to cower from a fight? Show that I want to back out but can’t? Look at how many fucking times I faced Jacob Daniels without a care in the goddamn world. Why would I go at this any differently against someone I’ve never been one on one with?”
Taking a moment she ran a hand through her hair and let out a soft sigh.
“There’s no way of telling who has this but considering he’s so confident he’s got this let me shed a bit of light on my level of confidence. Get ready to take some notes Gavin, I’m about to fill you in on a good few things that you can use… You want to take me down so bad you better be willing to throw out anything you have against me. Let me add something to that list… target my knees. Come at them, see how close you can get before that pretty face of yours meets a fist…”
A bit of a twisted smile formed on her lips, causing her to wince slightly considering the split lip.
“Or maybe you want to get into my head. Bring in my family, my kids, talk shit about those and unleash a whole hell of alot of anger from me. Maybe enough to get me to lose sight of the point of the fight and just do to you like I did to Jenson Idol when he tried to pull the same card.”
Slowly, Blair started to rise to her feet, taking a few steps closer to the camera.
“I haven’t been at this level in a long time Gavin. I’m pulling through a hell of a lot better than I have in the past and that makes this match and it’s outcome unpredictable. However, look at me right now. If whatever happened to make me look like this hasn’t prevented me from showing up to fight you, you need to ask yourself, is there really any hope of me backing down? Is there really any hope of me tucking tail and running away? Or is that just what you hope I do because deep down inside you know I’m about to put you through the fight of your fucking life? Maybe somewhere inside, you know that this is the most fucked first match in Redemption you could have landed because as much as you want to say you know how I work… you don’t. You don’t know the fight I can bring on one on one. You don’t understand the gravity of what you’re stepping into because let’s be honest… one of the things that pisses me off the most is motherfuckers getting involved in my matches. Forcing an outcome that may have been different had they not stepped in.”
Stepping forward again the camera panned out a bit as she leaned forward on the ropes, a surprisingly calm look on her face.
“Truth is, we’ve never really faced before and you’re basing your information off me in the past. I say this because it’s painfully obvious you haven’t been watching lately. That is what makes me confident. THAT is what makes me comfortable enough to tell you what I did. On the other hand though, would that really make a difference? It is you we’re talking about and if I base my information on the past there… well, you aren’t very certain in things you do or say. You tend to back peddle pretty damn easily. So how do I know you won’t do the same thing here? Then again, I’m sure this is what’s going to happen. If I manage to beat you in this match you’ll probably make up some excuse as to why. It seems like something you would do right?”
A slight laugh slipped past her lips as she shook her head.
“If you win, I’m not going to take that approach. Though considering it seems someone already got their hands on me, it’s easy to find an excuse from there but that’s not really my jam. I’d own up to it. That’s just the way I am. I’m not going to call myself the winner before even seeing the outcome, I’m not going to call you the winner either. What I am going to do is stand here and be the better person in all of this. I’m going to wish you the best of luck in taking me down. It’s not going to be an easy task, this isn’t a way to throw you a for sure winning start. I may look like shit right now, a mere few hours before we face off but don’t think I’m going to be moving any slower or going any easier on you. I’m ready to get into that ring and go one on one with you, I’m more ready now than I was a week ago, than I was two weeks ago. Being completely honest, I have a lot of steam to blow off right now and you seem like a mighty fine target to use for it. So come on, do your worst. I’ll see you at Glory Gav.”
Raising a hand up she blew a kiss to the camera before the scene faded out to black.
