Hung over is the word... (o2a)

[Amy "Sapphyre" Rhoades]

"And kept my dignity... there was no way in hell I was going to get a boob job just for them. I'm fine with myself the way that I am... I don't need to become one of their whores that they parade on the screen. Leave that for the ones that really need it.... the ones that can't wrestle for a damn."

[Daniel Justice]

“Your right... you shouldn’t have to change just for them. I actually think it’s cool that you stood up to them. And I agree when you say, most of the women on TV now are more eye-candy than wrestlers... not that the eye candy is bad... but this is a wrestling company, so they should be paid for exactly that... to wrestle.”

[Amy "Sapphyre" Rhoades]

"Praise god for Wallace and Angel then, right? I can't wait to get started... even if I have to fight in a brainless Hardcore match... I just really can't wait to get some pent up frustrations out."

[md]

Well if you're going to fight a wannabe rockstar's groupie wifey, it's going to be easy as pie, toots.

...Comes the voice, just a table away from theirs. It's none other than Miles Divine, who just so happened to overhear this interesting conversation while having some grub. He usually wasn't a morning person, but hey most people aren't.

I'm sure you could take Miss Rockstar...Star...or whatever she calls herself. Since it's hardcore though, I'm sure she's fearing about breaking a nail or something.

He eyes as much as he can, over the rim of his sunglasses. She wasn't half bad lookin'. Looked rather young though. Well, she had to be if she's 18 like she said. At least the chick a legit adult.

But how rude of me to intrude, the name's Miles Lebowski, known to most as Miles Divine, Mr. F.I.N.E.

He forks his scrambled eggs while shooting her male companion a nod.

[Amy "Sapphyre" Rhoades]

"I think the only "Groupie wife" bit of him is going to be the long hair and cheesy clothes, Mr. Lebowski..."

She smiled back at him.... Mr. F.I.N.E., hm? Not bad...

"Emphasis on... "Him." I had to go answer a man's challenge... not that that bothers me at all... I just really wanted some ring action like, years ago, and now I finally get it."

[md]

It's a guy?! Who knew... Wait so that means the Rockstar's ga... Wow, you really know how to pick 'em, Miles.

Could of fooled me. But you're telling me there aren't any chicks here for you to wrestle? I find that hard to believe, but guess that doesn't say much about them, huh? It's Amy, right?

He puts down his fork and shoots her another quick glance.

[Amy "Sapphyre" Rhoades]

"Yeah, it's Amy. A lot of those women went into a Battle Royale put up by that huge girl... I wasn't around for that one. Cut a promo... and got ignored... which really pissed me off, so I just took the next victim to wander out to the ring and grab a microphone, really..."

She sighed... it was true... no woman competition for her, she had to step out of her given "element." It didn't bother her any...

"I'm used to it though... I've trained men and women for three years now, daily, in the ring. So... the only thing really different would be, said male swinging a blunt object at me, so I guess I'll be fine?"

[md]

Yep, you're fine... just like I am.

It was there for him to take advantage of, so give him a break.

Miles Divine however has never had the chance to wrestle a lady before. Guess I'm in for quite the experience here then. Something about male on female violence kinda makes me uneasy, but equality and all that jazz for all, hmm?

Women always wanted to be treated equally. So having them have at it in a predominately male dominated sport would be their best chance, right?

[Amy "Sapphyre" Rhoades]

"Exactly. We want it so badly, why not just give it to us?


...

That didn't come out right. Dammit."

She tapped her fingers on the table for a second, clearing her throat...

"*ahem*... Well, it's this simple though. The CEO's went out to make this all intergender and stuff, and there's been female champions all over the places, you know, holding "male" belts, so it's not like we can't do that here either... even though I'm sure you have almost a hundred pounds on myself, at least... Daniel too. That's where we've got to adapt to be ready to compete with "the big boys."

[md]

Was that a signal? He wasn't sure, especially if this Amy chick had something going on with that other cat sitting across from her. The guy's sorta quiet.

212 pounds of FINE-A beef, Amy. So you'd be right me having a bit more weight on me... well a lot more. And I suppose we should have expected the intergender twist to this place, since the bosses are chicks themselves.

One of those chicks, he had his eye on. Too bad she doesn't seem to be interested. Guess it's conflicting when it's a whole employer-employee relationship on top of it. Yea, it sucks.

I'm assuming you got the news about where you're headed? Brand-wise I mean. LockUp! for yours truly here.

[Amy "Sapphyre" Rhoades]

"I was sorta hoping I'd end up there, 'cuz that Code of Discipline title looks pretty sweet, but I ended up on MayheM myself. It's cool though... the General Manager looks smart at least... even if that huge guy I saw her walking down the halls with looks like he's going to eat somebody one of these days. Mayhem ought to be fun, I hope. I did get stuck with that Veranica... so we're definitely not going to mesh that well... I swear to god when we start travelling, if they assign roommates? Me and her together would be complete bloodshed... I'd end up having to go somewhere, get drunk and pray that I end up elsewhere I almost think just to have some sanity. She drives me nuts."

[md]

Code of Discipline? Miles remembers when he was navigating the GCW site that they featured pictures of the belt designs for this place. One in particular stuck out for him. It had a leathery brown strap with a unique center plate. That was the title Amy mentioned. And it's LockUp! exclusive? Well whattaya know, something to keep in mind...

MayheM, huh? Well, I'm guessing you'll be getting your fair share of people swinging things at you week in and week out over there. The GM must like that stuff though. Haven't had the chance to meet her, but it's not like I'm in any hurry since technically she is my boss' "rival" if you want to call it that. But since she's running around with some goliath like you said, it's less likely I'd go visit her. I like me, very much so even. But that's another story entirely.

So, have someone rubbing you the wrong way already?

Veranica. For some reason, that name sounds familiar, but from where? It's like he's met her before, somewhere.

[Amy "Sapphyre" Rhoades]

"She just drove me nuts any time, that I really saw her in the ring on a microphone. I mean, it's like she's one of those flabby, lesbian truckers that get on soapbox preaching episodes of how bad they hate men... that's what she's like. I haven't had the displeasure of the man hate rants, but she just goes on and on and on about how she's some kind of "hot commodity" when nobody's really even heard of her... it's like, putting all of her eggs in a basket and hoping somebody takes her for her self given credibility, really, it gets aggravating. Especially for me, who's, you know, trained "hot shot" rookie after rookie who thinks they are God's gift to professional wrestling like each of them thinks and gets on the microphone and says it over and over again. Gets a little irritating. I got into it with her a little bit... she was nothing. She pretty much just pulled the "I didn't listen to a word you said" defense mechanism that everybody else does, so... Meh, I'll end up fighting her, I know it. Soon probably."

[md]

Well, good luck with that then.

Hold on a sec. Trucker lesbian?! Oh crap! It's that other Amazon lady he saw in Miss Masters' office before. Geez, that thing's like ten feet tall, and Amy looks like she's about half of that.

Dodge and strike as fast as you can. Only advice Miles Divine can give you when it comes to dealing with people twice our size. A few kicks behind the knee should work. I know it works for Miles Divine. But I'm just rambling. I have to catch the sights before starting my workout. Not only that, Miles Divine has to record his theme music at a local studio. Yep, superstar on both the wrestling AND music scene. Was a pleasure though.

Throwing a few bills on the table for the morning grub, Miles gives her a wink, a nod toward her REALLY quiet friend, and off he went. He'd need some honey to soothe those vocal cords of his. He already had the lyrics in his head and his notepad. Didn't know he could sing? Well, now you know. Music is something he always wanted to pursue, but wrestling is more his thing. Nonetheless, Miles IS good at scatting and beatboxing and he had a recordable singing voice. But everyone could be their own judge of his music when he finally records what's soon to be a hit single, aptly dubbed "Break Anotha." Yep, hearts AND faces...