Things that go bump in the back (O2A)

[KITSU]

Fully recovered from her attack, KITSU paces in the back, feeling forgotten, passed over, and non existant.

They forget KITSU.
KITSU let Kim ruin everything, let Crymson down.
Crymson no like KITSU no more.
Maybe KITSU need go back to Japan, face music and tell father daughter no live up to last name.

The tiny GCW sensation was about to cry when she heard the footsteps coming around the corner towards her. Wiping the pre-tears from her eyes, she addresses the oncomer

Helllllo?

[Jayceon Williams]

The sound of footsteps belong to one Mr. Jayceon Williams, better known to the world as The Messiah - Jay Crack. Dressed in his best, as usual, he traveled the halls alone. But, the sound of a woman in distress had caught the ears of Jayceon. What Messiah could ignore the cries for help? He can deliver, you know he's a forgiver. With his hands in his suit jacket pockets, he came around the corner with a kind smile on his face. When the woman was in his line of vision and standing in front of her, Jayceon answered...

"Hello there...."

...The smile crossed his lips...

[KITSU]

Oh.. Hai.

Startled by his presence, but relieved it wasn't another bully girl who couldn't handle a loss, she greets him.

I sorry, I just sad GCW forget about KITSU. No invite to the big show, no call for MayheM. All Kim Hunter fault.
Who are you?
I KITSU. Nice to meet you.

All over the place in a conversation. KITSU was a funny one.

[Jayceon Williams]

Jayceon nodded his head, as he listened to what KITSU had to say. Seemed like she wasn't too good with English speaking. She must be new to the States. He figured he would try his best to console her. Hopefully she'll be able to understand everything that he would say to her...

"I'm sorry to hear that. Unfortunately, in this business, it's a dog eat dog world. You've got to be tough. If you get knocked down, you've got to dust yourself off and get back up. Even if things look their darkest... You've got to stand tall against all odds. When things get you down... Don't let it stop you. Embrace it. Make it yours. Make it work for you. It's like that old saying... What doesn't kill you... Makes you stronger... Whatever this Kim Hunter did to you... And whatever effects it may have had... Don't let it stop you from your goal. Continue forward. Rebuild what's been lost. Get back on the road and ride."

He nodded his head, pausing for a brief moment. Hoping that his words could help her. He pulled a hand out of his jacket pocket.

"I'm Jayceon Williams. You can just call me Jay. It's nice to meet you KITSU."

He extended it out to KITSU. Letting it sit out there, hoping she would accept it.

[Gran Orientales]

Gran was still about 30 seconds away from the friendly scene, just walking in one of the many back doors in the back area. Sweat top, jeans and a Japanese cell phone that played MP3s: something Mexican Rock-a-billy, something hard edge Japanese, absolutely no pop and absolutely no tears. Like KITSU, she was pretty much a forgotten import from Wallace's recruitment drive. But unlike KITSU Gran was a worker bee. She got paid and had a warm bed to slip into? Then she won, end of story.

She turned the corner, changing songs with the side buttons of her phone. She was getting closer.

[KITSU]

Jay-sun... Jay. I like your name. Remind me of back home when americans come wrestle. They think it funny to call everyone son. Mispronounce, misunderstand. It funny.
Your words make me feel better though. I know I need "buck up" and "come strong". I just come back from injured list, so I need match, shake rust, get back in swing.

She could hear the faint sound of music coming

Ooooh I like that music.. is that your phone playing song?

[Jayceon Williams]

This KITSU sure was an interesting one.

"Hahaha... That's good. "

A puzzled look formed on Jayceon's face. He too heard this music. It wasn't something he recognized. Though, on instinct, he reached into his pants pocket and retrieved his phone. Lifting it up to his eye level and saw that it wasn't his phone playing any music. He shook his head and slipped the phone back into his pocket.

"That's not my phone."

Jayceon kept his ears and eyes open as he looked around.

"Where is that music coming from?"

[Gran Orientales]

Gran looked up from her fascinating array of buttons as she turned the last corner only to end up face to face with, it took her a minute to put it together, KITSU and friend. They were looking for something. She looked over her own shoulder. Nothing. She looked back at them. Que? She turned off the music. That must have been it, she smiled sheepishly and slipped it into her back pocket while looking at her co-patriot. KITSU, hai? She almost slipped into Japanese, but looked at KITSU's companion. She went back to English. You're back? KITSU's injury had been a big story. Everybody knew about it. Gran studied KITSU for signs of permanent damage before giving the companion a 'hey' nod of the head.

[Xaviera Spirit Evolution]

"~We're awesome, we're awesome, we're awesome, we're awe-"

"Shut up, there's people around Kaori," Kaoru immediately interrupts, rolling her yes, putting the back of her hand against her dancing sister's mouth, "As much as I really do enjoy your 'We're awesome' song, now's just really not the time, look." She holds up a finger with her free hand, and points at the cluster of people now just a few feet in front of them. "Now, if we just stay quiet, and get into our stealth mode, we can avoid them entirely. Okay? The exit is just over there, we just need to walk arou--"

"No." Grabbing Kaoru's hand, more notably her index and middle fingers, Kaori then drags her reluctant sister to the scene, "HEY PEOPLE! HEY GRAN ORIENTALES!"

"I HAD A PLAN DAMN IT. Or at least the beginnings of one, but COME ON!" People. Kaoru hated people. Especially when in groups. The more people in a group, the more stupid that group became, and she didn't want to be part of it. "I hate your death grip. I really, really do."

[Gran Orientales]

Kaori. The latest person to defeat Gran. First an Amazon and then a Xaviera? Gran needed to check her life path. But that was for a more private setting. You're awesome Kaori. Gran said with a grin. But 'we'? Really? She looked at Kaoru. I'm not really buying the package set. She said with a mostly earnest laugh.

[Xaviera Spirit Evolution]

"See? Your plan wouldn't have worked anyways." Kaori smiles, and wraps her arm around her sister, releasing her from the death grip. "Or Orientales just has awesome hearing, but! The fact is, you would have made us look like giga-ton jerks to at least someone, and we just can't have that."

"Why is she look...nevermind." Kaoru crosses her arms in front of her chest, and looks in the other direction, trying to ignore the stare coming from Gran Orientales. "It's not like we're for sale anyways. Our action figures haven't even been released in the states yet." Gets yours today!

[Gran Orientales]

Oh, with Kung-Fu, massage grip? Gran made a little Xaviera joke. Kaoru was always massaging her sisters rippling muscles whenever Gran happened upon them. I'm reserving mine today. She looked over at KITSU and had a little spark to give the sisters a worse time. And while I'm at it, I think I'll order some commemorative plates that will once and for all prove that it's actually KITSU and I who are the best tag team in the whole wide world. Ever. Commemorative plates were far classier than action figures in America.

[KITSU]

Best in world?
Tag Team?
Ok!

So maybe it didn't all filter through her head what was going on. She had done tag work with Crymson, and they were undefeated. So why couldn't she carry that success over with Gran Orientales? Was she asking to be a tag team? Or was she just stating KITSU would team with her against the twin tandem? Either way, KITSU had agreed.

I'm good partner, no lose match yet. I want to prove I best in world also. Sound victory to me, make money, and father proud of daughter.

She then actually got a good look at who they would be teaming against apparently, and she gulped. She had followed their careers closely. She was always watching, and learning, from her competition.

[Xaviera Spirit Evolution]

Kaori began scratching the back of her head, as if to question what just happened. But of course, her mind was on something else entirely. She had no problem with facing KITSU along with Gran Orientales, well...almost no problem. Tapping her sister on her shoulder, she cups her hands, places them over Kaoru's ear, and whispers.

Kaoru's eyes open wide, and she pushes Kaori off her. Almost looking offended. She then looks away, and crosses her arms once again, trying to ignore this entire situation, but she just couldn't get her mind off what Kaori just whispered. It was true. It was totally true. She then blew a strand of hair off her face, to try and distract herself.

Nodding to herself proudly, Kaori wipes a hand through her hair as she speaks up. "We do have one problem. Well, two in particular." She looks down at KITSU's chest, and points using her index and middle fingers. "We're not entirely sure if we can even reach around her to apply a simple grapple manuever. Or...how delicate those just may be."

Kaoru's face flushes a slight red as Kaori says this.

"No offense, but those things are HUGE." Kaori places her hands over her own chest, and expands the length between them and her chest to exemplify how big KITSU's chest was compared to her's. "Your back must be godly. Seriously. Coupled with the fact that you actually wrestle as well..." she shakes her head, "We admire your endurance."

[Gran Orientales]

That's right KITSU, you and I are the best in the world with money, victories, and soon hand crafted ceramics to prove it. Gran followed the Xaviera eyes down to KITSU's chest, then her own, then the sisters. What? It finally dawned on Gran. Oh, don't worry. You two will get yours soon. It just takes longer for some girls. She shrugged like it was no big deal so she wouldn't embarrass the two. But really, your mother should have explained that to you and not the best tag team with money and victories.