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Post by drsmith on Oct 7, 2013 8:29:59 GMT -4
As Immacolata walks down the halls Dr. Smith rushes up to her. He quickly backpedals as she turns upon hearing him, and raises his hands. Dr. Smith: Whoa! Don't hurt me! I'm not here to fight you, and not just because you would beat me up in two seconds either. I have a proposition for you...about wrestling! I don't mean anything relating to your womanhood or...uh, can I just talk to you privately once I calm down? You're a bit intimidating.((OOC: The announcers will probably have a field day with this, to say nothing of what she might say  ))
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Post by immacolata on Oct 8, 2013 11:46:34 GMT -4
Immacolata is clearly amused by Dr. Smith's behavior, and she only stares at him for a few seconds.
Privately? There's no one else here.
She looks around, then waves vaguely towards the camera.
Except for the cameraman, the thousands of people in the arena, and the hundreds of thousands more watching at home. But we're used to that. So, what is this about?
She crosses her arms under her chest.
The Holy Trinity?
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Post by drsmith on Oct 8, 2013 19:02:18 GMT -4
Seeing that she's not quite so violent without cause, Dr. Smith calms down a bit.
Dr. Smith: Well, yes. Actually it has to do with their fiendish challenge, and a brave person who has been injured. Only with your help can we hope to fight them. The way you just destroy people, along with your feelings for their members both make you an ideal choice!
Thinking he really should say something, Dr. Smith pauses to think of the correct wording and adds.
Dr. Smith: I also apologize for, well, being scared to death of you. The last time I encountered someone who dominates in the ring like you they handcuffed me after the match and were getting ready to kick my face in. Glad to see you're not in a constant bad mood like them. I didn't want to have to go to the hospital today.
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Post by immacolata on Oct 9, 2013 1:30:06 GMT -4
Comparing me to one of them might still land you there.
She appraises him with a critical eye.
Still, I suppose Furious Steele is not the worst one you could have picked. I'll let you live, this time. As for your offer...
She shrugs.
I was wondering if the State was recruiting anyway. You need a force of destruction, and you are right about my feelings for THT... I want to smear their cranial fluids all over the ringside area. We're in business.
She extends her hand for the Doctor to shake.
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Post by drsmith on Oct 10, 2013 2:59:53 GMT -4
Accepting the hand hesitantly, Dr. Smith winces in anticipation.
Dr. Smith: Great! But don't crush my hand, or I'll never be able to beat my old high score in Dig Dug!
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Post by immacolata on Oct 10, 2013 11:03:07 GMT -4
They shake hands, apparently painlessly.
Unless we get into a very personal feud, I normally keep my "crushing" in the ring. I intend to do plenty of it at Worlds Collide. Try to keep all of your limbs intact in the meantime.
With that, Immacolata turns around and resumes walking to wherever she was going in the first place.
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