|
Post by immacolata on May 26, 2014 23:00:32 GMT -4
While Furious Steele is taping his fists in the locker room, Immacolata approaches to talk to him. She is once again wearing her normal wrestling gear with a leather jacket on top that she will undoubtedly remove before going to the ring.
I don't know if Bones told you any of this, but I went to see Vern Veto in rehab and we had a little chat about his financial troubles and about the way Bones "helped" him.
She grabs the flaps of her unzipped jacket near the bottom while she looks the former champion over.
Veto Sr. wouldn't tell me anything, but I know his son's troubles and the debt you're paying off are connected. Will you tell me what happened, Steele?
|
|
|
Post by Furious Steele on May 27, 2014 10:49:30 GMT -4
(Steele looks up at Immma with his cold brown eyes staring hate at her.)
Steele: You don't know how black mail works? I can speak about it and everything that I have endured will be for not. You are going to have to figure out who is weak willed enough to talk.
(Steele punches his hands to make sure the tape is on good and tight.
Steele: I have wondered. How are you going to feel when I injure your uncle at the PPV? Are you going to get some satisfaction seeing him laying there in his own blood? Are you going to feel joy because it is one more person out of your way on your quest for championship gold? Or are you going to feel sorrow for your uncle? What makes you tick Immacolata?
|
|
|
Post by immacolata on May 28, 2014 12:27:47 GMT -4
Aww... you actually do care.
She smiles sarcastically and makes her way to the door, but, instead of exiting the room, she turns halfway around.
There's nothing you can do to my uncle that I haven't done already. He can take care of himself. Hell, if he survives the two of you, I might be the one to take the belt from him. You want to know what makes me tick? Clawing and scratching my way to the top when no one thinks I can do it, outsmarting jackasses who believe they're more cunning than everyone else, coming to in the middle of the ring after I've lost and knowing that I can still get stronger, that I HAVE to get stronger... That's what drives me.
She exits the room.
|
|
|
Post by Furious Steele on May 29, 2014 14:05:38 GMT -4
(Steele sits silently with his head down for several seconds.)
Steele: The stupid naive bitch is going to end up being the tools of the players in this game for a long time. I cannot believe she is stupid enough to believe the "dream" of scratching your way to the top. As long as she believes in that game she will never become the real monster she was designed to be. Furious Steele is going to have to show her the way through violence, pain and suffering until hate festers in her heart and she can see the reality of the world.
(scene cuts with Steele going back to taping up his hands)
|
|