Before the monitors(O2Any1)

[Misty]

Continues from here...
gcwadmin.proboards.com/index.cgi?board=icboard&action=display&thread=3955

Misty is walking down the hall to the ladies restroom, it always felt like the only place she could go to really get things off her mind. Ever since putting make up on at only eight, or her first cigarette at nine she has found bathrooms a great place to regroup her mind. Especially before going to watch Carson's match. She was a little pissed she couldn't be out there with him, but you can't get everything.

Opening the door she headed right to the mirror and started to inspect her face. She did need a touch up on her eyeliner... And a bit more mascara.


And since I'm here I guess more lip gloss couldn't hurt.

I can't believe how cute I look!

She said to herself and started to pack up her kit and head out. When she got to the hall she took one step and BAM! There went her concealer. As it hit the floor she thought how nicely that would blind somebody in a match, and how she should trademark it. Bending down to pick up her custom case, when she stood back up she noticed somebody standing in front of her.

[Lessien Melwasul]

"Off with her head."

~Betty only paused, lost in thoughts and memories.~

"I could have sworn we did just that... or was it eternal banishment to the plastic hell that spawned you?"

~Betty took a long drag from the ever present Lucky Strike between her lips before continuing.~

"I really can't remember which. The only thing I know is you should definitely be far away from this story land, Lover. It's dangerous and full of nasty little things that would simply adore doing nasty little things to you."

"Repeatedly."

[Misty]

(Sorry I took solong to respond dearie. I've been at a convention the last couple of days and the damn hotel had no wifi conection)

Is this a dagger I see before me?

Misty said with a very theatrical gesture as she looked up at a very familiar face... Not a very good one but familiar none the less.

Dahling!!! Lesson honey what are you doing here?

Misty said getting up and flipping her long platinum locks, the same way Jayne Mansfield did in Too Hot To Handle. And then before giving her chance to respond she starts to nip at her a little bit more.

Oh honey still the same old sour puss ya always were. You always were going on about this and that. Well we can't all be sweet as honey. Let me tell you dearie a good old roll in the hay would do you good. But enough about you honey, you bore me. let's talk about me! I'm always a fun topic! You know honey I just did a huge spread in some men's magazine wearing not much more then Chanel No. 5, Harvey the photographer shouting at me. "Misty why are you standing there naked on the diving board?" I shouted back. "To prove I am a real ash blond!" Ahahahahahaha

She laughed to herself and continued.

Lesson darling, whats that? Nasty things, why thank you honey, but I never do women. Why have a bull when I can have a stag! Now honey you need to find yourself a man...

She then leaned in and whispered close to Lessien...

Or a woman. honey I never judge when it comes to that, I think you all should have the same rights and privileges as white people.

She smiled and stood there with one hand on her hip, and the other patting her hair. Her hips bouncing and balancing on her tall diamond studded 7 inch closed toe heels by Manolo Blahnik, bought for her by her forth husband from Tiffany's & Co.

[Lessien Melwasul]

"Men become old, but they never become good."

"Hm, and there was never a whore that aged well, Lover ..."

~Bettty flicked an ash to the floor beneath them.~

"as you are well along the road of discovering all by yourself."

~The form of Lessien rested against the wall as if she were talking to an old friend. Which, of course, was absolutely ridiculous given the current scene.~

"Anyway, Misty ... as charming as your ongoing anatomical travelogue is with its bulls, stags and the pinnacle of masculinity, the male professional wrestler ..."

~Lessien had a way with insincerity. Much like the way Misty had with men.~

"What interests me more is the fact that bulls, stags and especially rats all flee a sinking ship."

~Betty paused to find Misty's eyes.~

"While you seem to be running towards it with open

...

arms?

Hm, not my first choice of limbs, Lover. But they will do I suppose. So the question is ... what does that exactly make you? Scavenger? Shark? Or a last second, personal flotation device for the desperate child in us all?

Need."

[Misty]

Misty payed little attention to Lessien. She wasn't saying anything terribly interesting. So she responded giving her the old Hollywood brush off.


....Wow honey that's really fascinating you know you should write paper towels Lesson. Honey I tell ya you were always the downer dearie. I swear you pine more then my second husband. He was a weak man, who I left for a Cuban. He later remarried to a woman who looked a lot like me but was however completely nonthreatening. A perfect match. Ahahahahaha.

She laughed to herself.

And whats all this talk about age honey? I've got the best exercise in the world. You are by far older than I am. Do me a favor honey, and put yer dentures in backward and bite yer head off.

She joked, as she mouthed "Call Me" to a man passing by. And got a little lost in his eyes, and dosed off... She then turned back to Lessien and said...

Oh are you still there honey?

[Lessien Melwasul]

"Hm?"

~Betty returned from the land of perfect day dreams to find Misty re-engaged.~

"Oh, I'm sorry Lover. I just had the most amazing vision."

~She pushed herself off the wall.~

"You and I were together on a beach. Your skin taunt and young under the tropical sun. I was there with you."

"Side by side"

~Alice purred and took a step closer.~

"Not exactly, I was on top of you ... thigh against yours ... your mouth opened for me wide as I tried to guide the industrial strength bolt cutters past your lips to that squirming piece of flesh that keeps you from shutting up forever."

"Snip"

~Alice illustrated as Betty sighed in the glowing aftermath.~

"We were so happy then."

~Betty smiled her trademark smile and walked past Misty, blowing her a kiss for old time's sake.~

"Miss me."

~And so the reunion went as Lessien continued on the ladies room.~

[Misty]

Misty smiled, and blew one right back to Lessien...

Ohhhhhhhh! I appreciate that honey.You got all the kinky angles. Any thought is a a good one if it involves me. Hell you should think of me more often. You might be much happier.

Putting her hands on her hips she yelled back at Lessien down the hall...


And don't forget what I said about the man honey, save yourself a man for a rainy day... And another in case it doesn't rain.

She said as if Lessien was an old girlfriend. She pulled out her compact and took a quick view of herself... Still foxy. She thought and said aloud...

Lesson, haha she can be a bitch.

Misty laughed and walked over to the monitors to watch Carson's match...