Face... To... Face...

[Amanda Wallace]

After her initial drink of the Scotch, she'd barely touched it, sitting back and waiting. She was leaned back in the corner booth, in her comfortable clothes, legs crossed, one elbow balanced on the edge of the booth, her chin resting on it. Deep in thought. Why, oh why did she call in Lilith again? She had no clue... maybe facing the demons, no idea at all. Answers? If she had any, or would talk about them? She didn't know either...

Lilith and her... they went through their own little personal war with Lilith that resulted in the temporary loss of her former company and a complete loss of respect for the man that gave her the opportunity to become a CEO... Why want to meet that bitch face to face again?

No room to turn back now...

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[Candice Angel]

$-The elevator came to a slow halt, seconds later the doors opening once again as she slowly pushed her body off of the back wall of the car following behind her guests for the evening. The bar area wasn't too far from where they were getting off of the elevator, so it gave Candice very little time to think of just how bad this could get between the two. She was sure there'd be something broken, shattered, hell maybe even tossed halfway across the room by the time things ended here between the two of them. -$

$-Only a few minutes passed as they continued to stroll along towards their destination, Candice clearly lagging behind as if to stall for as long as humanly possible. Then it happened. Her eyes met those of Amanda's as she glared in her direction, catching sight of her position in the corner booth across the room as they stepped through the entrance. She stopped on a dime, not knowing what to say to Buck and Lilith about just whom they were meeting with here this evening.-$

"Here goes I guess...Please don't kill me 'Mandy, please don't kill me..."

[PornStar]

Jason, a few steps ahead of Lilith halts in his tracks. Bad... could be very bad...

"oh, fuck..."

[Lilith]

"I hope they have like 437 different types of Vodka cause I'm going to drink as heavily as humanly possible without needing hospitalizatio-.....

....."

Lilith stops in her tracks. Her breathing shallow, short and quick breaths. She takes a step forward away from Buck and Candi. Lilith's eyes narrow and lock on to the woman... she was looking at. Amanda Wallace. Mandy. Wallabe Wallace. You.... have.. to be kidding... Lilith grinds her teeth and slowly but surely, a low small laugh begins to eminate from her mouth. A small one, almost a teasing like chuckle. She shakes her right wrist out a bit as she nods her head. Looking up to the ceiling she begins to laugh a bit more audibly, sadistically, maniacally all that good witch cackle like shit. She lowers her head again with a wide grin, her teeth visible. Her eyes narrow even more as she looks at Amanda. Hahahaha of course, why not? Because god doesn't have ANYTHING better to do then make her life, a walking comic strip. She takes a step back, her head tilted up before running forward a couple steps.

"Your... ass.... is.. MINE!!!"

Lilith goes to lunge at Amanda but the action gets cut short, she grunts out in pain before swirling around to see Buck grasping at her hair from behind. She snarls and swats his hand off of her, she pushes him back and spins back around to look at Amanda. Second attempt at rushing. Buck once again stops her, this time wraping his arms around her neck and waist. Lilith struggles and finds out a sad reality, the time she hadn't been working out regularly.... she'd lost a large portion of her strength. Even with her blinding rage as a fuel, she couldn't fight Buck off.

"Lucky... fucking LUCKY bitch."

[PornStar]

"Whoa-ho-ho-HO!!! Settle down, toots!"

Jason takes the flailing Lilith, slamming her face first into the wall in front of her, pinning her face first against it so all she can do is look at Amanda, no touchy. He winks at her.

"How's it hangin', Mandy? Can I have a job?"

[Lilith]

Lilith snarls out and hisses against the wall, knowing it's useless to struggle she naturally....

If you want Lilith to:

A). Give up and let Buck pin her down

B). Struggle anyway and shout verbal abuse

C). Ask for Vodka and hit on Candi

Message your request to FamGuy 1 on your mobile phones now.

*moment passes*

She naturally, struggles anyway. Trying to break the lock Buck has her in against the wall, Lilith turns her head a bit more in an attempt to get a better look at Mandy.

"You... God damned BITCH. I swear to GOD once Buck lets me go..."

[Candice Angel]

$-Already the stares had began to fall upon the scene. Candice could only lower her head slowly as her hand arose, covering up her face as much as she could. But it was too late. Everything from gasps to screams had been heard with the sudden outburst from Lilith only seconds earlier. Within seconds it seemed the bartender whom was understandably concerned with the ordeal, made his way from behind the bar, phone in hand looking as if he was prepared to call in the proper authorities regarding handling the situation. Her eyes quickly darted to his, forcing a farce of a smile to her face before replying...-$

"Umm!...It's okay, it's okay they're...Um...Former lovers!...Yes, that's it. Just that whole break up thing you know that gets difficult sometimes you know? Nothing to worry about sir. We can handle it I'm sure."

$-The man stops in his tracks, his eyes never leaving the scene in front of him as he replies back...-$

"Oh, okay. I understand that I guess. Just broke up with my boyfriend too so...Just try to keep it down to a minimum will ya? This isn't some fleabag hotel on the side of the highway you know."

"Yes of course sir. And I apologize for any trouble my friends may have caused."

"Yea...Sure."

$-The smile remained on her face until the man slowly, turned away and began his trek back behind the bar area and...Wait...Did he just say boyfriend?-$

$-Shaking it off she turned her vision back towards Lilith and then towards Amanda. Back and forth for a few seconds, she really didn't know how to truly defuse this situation. It appears that she was indeed right about what would happen once they laid eyes upon one another though...-$

"Okay ahh...Let's just...Be calm and rational about this shall we ladies? I mean...There's no reason to let things get out of hand now is there? I'm sure we can let the past...Stay in the past...Right "Mandy?"

$-You're asking for it Candi Cane. Might wanna duck too. -$

[Amanda Wallace]

Amanda hasn't even budged from the scene, still in the booth, in her original position.

"Apparently... some can. Some can't. Other's have too much ego, it seems, to not have something that happens to someone close to them set them back a moment, and have them think about how they're leading their life. It's a pity."

She raises her finger to the bartender.

"Excuse me? A vodka... for the young lady, please. Strong and on the rocks."

She turns her sight back to Lilith being restrained by Jason, who looks like he's going for a cheap feel. The man made her skin crawl, but she was fortunate he was there.

"Now, I'm quite sure you're surprised to see me... and I'd think an explanation could be owed to your whereabouts not even in your abrupt departure from my old federation WHILE holding my major women's championship, much less your where-abouts during the entire time your husband slipped more and more into suicidal tendancies... but honestly, Lilith? I'm tired of the war, I'm tired of the ego... and you need to calm down. From the looks of it? You don't have many choices to still think of yourself as high and mighty..."

[Lilith]

"Oh yeah.... we're former lovers that's for sure. This bitch right here CHEATED ON ME because I refused to let her tie me up and flog me for a home made snuff film. Nasty ass fucking bitches.

You DARE sound so high and mighty while talking to ME?! YOU OWE ME YOUR ENTIRE GOD DAMN COMPANY! If it wasn't for ME FCW would have been a far cry shorter in the women's division then it was Mandy, you KNOW that shit. I made those titles, I held those titles I WAS the God damn QUEEN the entire time there. If anything... I'd go as far to say, I was the only real WORLD CHAMPION YOU HAD!!

As for Jon-boy's break down? Tch... not my deal, not my problem. Sorry Mandy, but I don't even remember being with little Jonny-die-a-lot. Temporary amnesia, shame, huh? But I remember you, ohhhhhhhhhhhh I remember how you SCREWED ME OUT OF MY GOD DAMNED TITLE! So help me God...-....

BUCK! GET YOUR FUCKIN' HANDS OFF OF MY ASS!

This is bullshit... you want me to explain something to YOU? How much have you been drinking.. you should be on your fuckin' knees kissing my feet and licking my God damn thighs like a kitten after all the shit I put up with to make "your" company fucking successful.

You're in to much denial to understand that because I was detained for an indeterminate amount of time, it went under. How much more proof you need that I WAS FCW?! Bitch.... let me guess, you all hurt that Jon-boy is gone? Maybe you cried for him hmm? It hurt deep down inside? Losing someone close to you Mandy?...

GOOD! Hell if it means you suffer I wish I had done it with my own two, FUCKIN' HANDS!"

Lilith continues to struggle, pushing her weight back against Buck a couple times before snarling out and hissing in Amanda's direction. Spiteful much? NNNNNNNoooooooooooooooooooo not at all, when have you ever known Lilith to be anything but nice, loving, kind and sharing? You want a happy go lucky family friendly half hour of television? Go fuckin watch PBS, motherfuckers need some ratings these days. You want some soap drama with dramatic ass music and men who wear more make up then the women? Go watch TNA Wrestling. I'm not here for your entertainment, bite me. Lilith growls out and spits at the ground in the direction of Amanda.

[Amanda Wallace]

She only puts her hand up to Lilith's rant.

"Think that all that you like. It only means you've lost as much as I have. It's a shame to put something on the map only to have it burned off after every bit of your soul you put into it, isn't it?

But, as I said. I don't care for, nor want an explanaition. No way to move on to the light of the present while standing in shadow of the past. If I did that? There would never have been any Detroit, things would have folded right after New York."

The bartender, still keeping a sharp eye on the situation, makes his way over, setting a full glass of Vodka across the table from Amanda for when the young lady calmed down. She in a sense was more appalled at the entire explosion, especially at the lack of memory of her husband, yet the woman can contain that much hatred for one woman that it's an immediate on/off switch for rage.

[Candice Angel]

$-Alcohol. Good. Or was it? Maybe it could calm Lilith down a bit or maybe it could make things worse...Jesus freakin' Christ, Candice didn't deserve this after the year she's already had. She only shook her head as she plopped herself in a nearby seat, as her hand rose to rest on her forehead for a few seconds. A deep breath escaping her lips, she replied to the reactions of the two ladies with...-$

"Okay we've already established that everyone here's a uber bitch girls. Even Buck. Now whatever happened between you two back THEN, why not just forget it for now?...It makes no sense to even go there and end up in something unnecessary where someone ends up getting hurt. How about we all just...Calm down...Have a drink or two and...Hell after that you two can beat the living hell out of each other...Outside. Because I'm not paying for any damage to this place either. I've had my share of that back in Toronto. So...Can we, no...WILL we be civilized ladies?"

[Lilith]

".... You want me, to forget what she did to me? You can't be serious.. that rates up there with Hart - Michaels screw job..... so this, was your 'friend' you were worried about me meeting huh Candi. Guess that'd make Amanda... you're partner in the business venture, huh? Of course.... why not, that's priceless..

Tch... Candi.... right now, assure me a job in the company. Details can be sorted later, promise me a job.... a job in which I'd have to deal with her, as little as humanly possible. You do that for me.... and I'll keep my word, and work on paying you back for helping me out back in Toronto. I'll... be 'civilized'.

But I'm warning you... Amanda......

If you so much as get close to trying and repeating anything that you put me through back in Detroit..

If you so much as even skim the surface of bad thoughts involving MY husband.. I may not remember him, but he was MINE. I still remember.... your little connection to him..

If you do anything stupid and I catch it, so help me God Mandy.... we will have issues again. I still have to pay you back from Detroit... I never did pin you legally...

Now did I?"

Lilith grins somewhat sadistically as she slowly stops struggling, breathing out against the wall harshly. Her eyes locked on those of Amanda's, the entire time they had been. Never leaving hers. She knew that despite the amount of rage she had, the amount of killing she wanted to indulge in involving Amanda. Right now? In all honesty? Lilith knew it... she could feel it from here. Amanda's emotional state was not right nor wrong, Jonnys death must have hit her like a train. Lilith.. sighs softly as she laughs under her breath. She'd lose... if she tried, she knew it. No way...

No way she could stand up against another woman, who had managed to mourn Lilith's own husbands death.. when she herself, never could.

[Amanda Wallace]

"Let me see the contract before you finish it, Candice. We'll make sure it's airtight and legal with the seperations. Now... whatever she's doing... that's fine... let her go Jason... and have a seat so we can talk about your job..."

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[Candice Angel]

"Huh? HIS job? What is this about Amanda? I never recall hearing anything about Buck working for us?!!? This is a joke isn't it Amanda? PLEASE...Tell me... I won't have a repeat of last season! I can NOT, and WILL not put up with any more death threats from the FCC this time around! No, no, no and NO!"

[Amanda Wallace]

"Just like the death threat's I'm going to no doubt be hearing from your new hire... Besides, there's contractual obligations around it all. Jason... Have a seat... we need an announcer..."