Post by Merlot Ayano on Sept 27, 2015 18:04:50 GMT
No Country for Fake A** Warriors
Word Count: 491
Merlot Ayano sat in an empty locker room; she had just finished up a two-hour training session. She tossed some of her gear into a Nike duffle and began to zip it; she stared up as she did.
“Azola, do you know what a true warrior is?” Merlot shook her head and laughed a bit at the questions irony. “I do not know why I asked, because it is clear that don’t know. Your definition of a ‘warrior’ was instilled into you by your sham of a tag team partner.” Once again, she shook her head. “Let me be very clear Azola, climbing trees and throwing sticks at meek animals does not make you a warrior. Your best friend, your trainer, your mentor, Joanna―she has lied to you. She has led you astray.”
Merlot set the closed Nike bag aside. “You know what else a warrior doesn’t do? Sit on the beach and sip wine, when she should be training for an upcoming match!” She took a moment to compose herself and lower her voice. “Azola, wrestling is merely some big joke to you, right? I mean, you don’t see this as deadly competition, do you? No, you only saw wrestling as a way to leave your shithole home in Brazil and to show off your body.
“And ignorant relics say Merlot has no respect for this Business.” Merlot’s shot Shura was accompanied by a mean eye-roll. “Azola, at Seishin Two, Merlot will show you what it means to be a true fighter.
“Ever since Seishin One, I’ve been working my ass off. I’ve gone to the gym and worked out for three to four hours a day, I’ve been watching hours of old matches to learn―hell, I even called Whiskey-chan and asked her for tips and pointers.
“Merlot may not be a fan about the ‘Business’ as a whole, but when she steps into the ring, she knows the seriousness of the matter. Azola, the wrestling ring is no playground―it is a savage battlefield!
“And you could lose your life if you step onto that battlefield inadequately prepared!”
She pushed herself off the bench and grabbed the Nike duffle by the strap. “Azola, when you step into the ring with me, I will show you no mercy. You wouldn’t have had any hope if this was a regular match; but, since this match is for a shot at future glory, there is no way in hell I’ll let you steal it away from me.
“Merlot is going to cave your face in! This match will send a clear message to you, and your partner, who I shall eventually face―that Seishin is no place for fake ass warriors!
“But hey, maybe you can drown the sorrows of your loss in cheap as wine. Cheers!”
Merlot’s gazed lingered on the camera’s lens a moment. She then lifted the duffle strap, placed it on her shoulder, and walked out of the room.
END
