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Post by sonia on Oct 21, 2009 19:30:01 GMT -4
// There's the sound of roaring thunder and heavy raindrops pounding against grass and wood. The camera fades in to the sight of Sonia Flurice sitting within a shack somewhere outside of the arena with a silver dagger in her hand. Under her is a large, white pentragram, with lit candles around the circle and the leaking roof occassionally drops upon the soaking wet wrestler.
// After a moment the creaking of a door can be heard and Videl walks in with an umbrella over her head and a yellow raincoat, with Sonia's tag team belt on her shoulder.
Videl: Sonia it's time for your match soon, we should, um, be heading there.
// Sonia opens her eyes and stands up as she holds out her hand. With a slow sweep of her arm, each candle blows out.
Sonia: Videl, we've been through some interesting times. Though I have realized that I cannot move forward with things as is.
Videl: Uh, duh? That's why I've been trying to get you two to get along all these weeks!
// Sonia snorts, but then smirks a little in amusement.
Sonia: Well then I shall listen to you a bit more closely, Videl.
// Sonia and Videl leave the shack, out to the pouring rain. The camera fades to black.
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