Training Galore! ~Dez~

[darkstarr]

"No... no.. Chester, don't do it. Don't do it Chester, so help me God don't do it. Ches-CHESTER!"

__Downtown Chicago~Becca's Apartment__

Becca almost growls at the 'innocent' bunny known as Chester as he stops mere inches from the computer wires behind the desk. She glares at him and slowly closes in on his location. Chester liked to gnaw on the wiring of computers for some reason, and Becca would be DAMNED if she had to go through being Dell's bitch again just to get a computer.

"Back away... from the computer Chester, back.... away. Don't make me do this, you know I will if I have to. It's not like you wouldn't come back anyway."

She stares into the rabbits eyes with all seriousness. If Becca had to she WOULD kill Chester. It's not like she hasn't done it before, he'd be fine within a day anyway. Becca quickly shuffles forward and kneels down, scooping up Chester just before his big ass teeth were aimed to chew up nice expensive wiring. She pets him a couple times before letting him down and kindly directing him, AWAY.

"Go eat or something. The doc should be by today for a check up anyway. I have to get ready for something important. No interrupting me Chester. Got it?"

Chester hops away into the kitchen slowly as Becca shuts the little door between the den and her bedroom. She had to get ready for training! She'd gotten a call from Dezzy! Yaaaaay! Training!!! Becca was excited about that, but at the same time totally absolutely scared out of her mind. The training she had a long time ago, was not from a professional wrestler. It was from a trainer, see. Trainer does not = Wrestler. Difference. Becca had already showered and gotten her make up on, including the nice little eye make up for her right eye that had been in the outfit package she got from the CWA. She had her outfit allll planned out. See, Becca would get all of her wrestling gear on, and just put jeans and a sweater over it. Simple.

__20 Minutes Later~Becca's Apartment__

"This stuff still feels a bit weird... guess I have to get used to it. Well.... long as Dez doesn't mind it's kind of.. skimpy, I'll be fine."

Becca finishes getting her jeans on over the outfit and a hoodie. All the make up is on, good. She finishes up her lipstick in the bathroom mirror as she notices Chester hopping around at the door frantically. Must be the doc. Becca finishes her lipstick and comes on out into the den, opening the door for him. Before he even has a chance to talk, Becca holds up her hand.

"Wait! I have to go out Doc, you can stay here with Chester and do your whole check up okay? I have like a business type thing to attend to. See ya!"

Before the doc can even muster up a question, Becca dashes out her front door into the radiant freedom of the world! Training was going to be fun and dangerous and scary and fun

[<~The Shooting Starr~>]

He was there and nervous. He didn't know how to perceive and treat the training session. He was attracted to her, but had to be professional about it as well. When it comes down to it though, he needs to see to it that she's ring ready and capable. He can't slack off for a second just to catch a glimpse of the way her lips pursed together, those full, luscious lips of hers. That's what got him the most. He was a lip man. He could easily picture kissing them and biting on that bottom lip...

This was about WRIST locks, not LIP locks though. He stands center ring, awaiting her arrival. Wearing his ring gear in anticipation.

He does some Pushups while he waits and then stands around

[darkstarr]

"Ah... n-no no no no NO! CRAP!"

Crash, bam, kablewie. Sounds of things falling over and a body falling down echo. Becca of course is said human being who'd dropped, she lost her balance. Trying to take off jeans while hopping on one foot isn't advised as an activity. She decides to take her jeans and sweater off, while on the ground. It didn't matter, she had her ring gear on under it anyway. Becca hops up to her feet and looks around the hall as she walks down it. Impressive.

"All I have to do is not screw up eternally."

She walks out and finds Dez standing in the middle of a ring, a real ring. The flashback memory of her match with Isadora hits her like a brick. Becca shudders slightly before shaking her head. Making sure her ring gear is all fastened and set in place, she smiles and waves at Dez a bit from the outside of the ring. Looking around the area as she walks around the apron side a bit.

"This is really impressive Dez, looks great."

[<~The Shooting Starr~>]

Agreed! Something about being in this ring and just the smell of the canvas screams into my head that I belong here. I am just as much apart of wrestling as the ropes are apart of the ring.

So.. shall we?

He stands, ready to pounce and throw down in a match, then relaxes and walks to the side of the ring, holding the middle rope down so she can easily hop through and into the ring

[darkstarr]

Becca smiles a bit as she slowly climbs up the steel steps, slipping into the ring through the ropes Dez holds open. This was the first time she'd been in a ring for a good reason in a good long time. She was nervous to the 9th degree. But Becca needed this training... and Dez was insanely kind to offer it so...

"So what kind of stuff are we going to do today Dezzy? I haven't had any formal training in a long time.... basics are a massive blur in my mind right now. I don't want to make it seem like you have to do EVERYTHING for me or anything but.... obviously, you're the professional. I'm not so... I'm gonna have to just trust you with all of this. I mean... I'm sure you can help me work on some moves."

She smiles at Dez before heading over to the far side of the ring. Becca grabs onto the top ropes and uses them as a tension recoil, pulling back as she stretches down and lets the slight spring effect of the ropes pull her back up to a base. She knew enough, that she had to at least stretch her muscles out so she wasn't coiled tightly like a snake. Becca could only imagine how much she'd be in pain hours later once this was over.... on the other hand. She looks over her shoulder slightly to Dez as she continues to stretch, flipping her hair back and smirking slightly once her face is turned away from him. Uh huh...

[<~The Shooting Starr~>]

Well, you've had a match already, so you already know a majority of what your doing, and capable of, so there isn't much to teach in that sense. But, taking the moves, properly, like how to land and absorb the damage instead of feeling it fully, that will come in handy.

Now, I'm only about 75% rust free when it comes to the ring, so I'm at just as much of a disadvantage as you are. So, let's see what you got. Try to take me down using whatever you can, move wise, or lock wise, and I'll do everything I can to maintain my footing and balance.