The Rebellion Pt. 1

[Devastated]

Angela started to feel Sarah start to struggle within her grasp, something that caused the blond French beauty an untold amount of frustration. She had been looking to put Sarah out for the night and make sure that her rival knew that she was nothing compared to her. Yet her tag partner seemed insistent on being defiant...which led to Sarah struggling her way up to her knees.

The French woman would grit her teeth as she felt Sarah start to pry a finger away from her hold on the woman and then started to bend and pull on that finger. As if she was trying to wring it around and maybe snap it. Angela winced out and decided to abandon her should. Quickly releasing Sarah's arm and neck, as she would quickly move her free hand up to swipe it at Sarah's eyes. Trying to rake her across those yellow eyes of hers and maybe force her to release her finger.

[Person]

Aozora would open the door, with a happy smile on her face. She would then see her two wrestlers down on the ground, fighting each other. “WHAT. THE. HELL. IS. GOING. ON. HERE!” yelled the purple hair manager at the top of her lungs, it was clear she now furious at the sight of Rebellion fighting each other. “IF YOU'RE GOING TO FIGHT, DO IT IN THE RING, WHERE WE CAN ALL MAKE MONEY! OTHERWISE, I AM THROWING AWAY ALL YOUR FOOD!” yelled the Japanese manager.

A few steps could then be heard behind Aoroza. If either member of Rebellion looked, they would see two staff members, each holding a tray full of food that they requested. The staff members clearly looked scared and had taken a few steps back, not wanting to get involved. Yet the purple hair manager would turn her head to face them, giving a kind smile. “No need to worry, just stay there until I sort this mess otherwise you will be in real trouble.” stated Aoroza in a kind voice, the exact opposite she had used a moment ago.

[TheManVan]

Sarah gasped for air as she managed to force Angela to release her throat, sucking in as much air as she could as the rush of fresh oxygen filled her lungs as she began to violently cough. But this was not a sign to stop, but a sign to keep on pushing forward. Her grip remained strong on the finger, with the full intent on snapping it right off, but she was forced to abandoned that as Angela's hand shot up to her face. She was quick, grabbing up to Angela's wrist and preventing it from raking her eyes as more movement allowed Sarah to spin around, holding tight on the wrist as her other hand shot up to grab a handful of that short blonde hair.

Now face to face with her partner, chest against larger chest, Sarah snarled into the French Woman's face as she pressed up against her, ready to return the favor and beat her ass into a bloody pulp. However, that plan was cut short as their manager returned with their food as Sarah broke her intense concentration from her partner.

"Tch." was her only response to their manager and the staff behind them with their food. She was still tempted to just continue tearing into Angela but she didn't trust Angela enough to let her go and not expect a violent attack as she clung on to Angela's wrist, slowly letting go of her hair, turning her eyes back to her partner and returned with the intense glare of hate.

[Devastated]

Angela would glare into Sarah's eyes as the two of them were locked face to face with one another, she would glare at the woman fiercely and keep her hold on the fellow blonde, the managed of theirs having interrupted their scuffle and it seemed as if her fatty of a tag partner's attention had already turned towards the food, though she soon brought those eyes back to their shared gaze.

The French terror would scoff and then release Sarah, but not before giving her one hell of a hard shove, trying to shove her rival back into the lockers and then step away. She'd run her hand through her hair and scoff out once more. She moved and walked over towards her locker where she would pull out her bag, grabbing a box of strangely branded cigarettes. They weren't Japanese, an almost golden box of smokes which she pulled out and took one of the deathsticks into her mouth, lighting it up she would take a deep inhale and then release a puff of smoke around her.

There wasn't many things that calmed Angela down, but a smoke...that usually did the trick. She would turn around and face her manager and tag partner as she took another deep inhale. One of the staffers moved up towards Angela and tried to point out to her that she couldn't smoke in here, but the French woman literally didn't understand a word that they spoke. She ignored him completely and when she found him being too much of a nuisance with his pestering she shot him a look that meant little other than ' Quit bugging me or you'll end up dead'.

[Person]

Well, it seemed she had managed to get the two wrestlers to stop fighting with each other. “I am glad to see that you two can listen to reason. Now then feel free to enjoy your food.” she stated as she then watched Angela get a smoke. One of the staff members was about to say something but it seemed the French wrestler scared the shit out of him. A small smile would appear on the purple hair manager face. “Well seeing as you have delivered all the food here, you may now leave.” she stated as she gave them another gentle smile. Not wanting to stay any longer the two staff members would quickly leave.

Now that it was just the three of them and there was no more combat going on, it meant they could get back to business. “Well seeing as the two of you want to go at each other throat, I will see about getting the two of you in a match. Perhaps an upcoming PPV, like Bloodsport.” she stated the manager as she would then take out her tablet and actual start setting up the match without taking any input from her two clients. This was perhaps due to the fact that she thought they would not want to be bothered by the details and paperwork or maybe it was some kind of punishment for misbehaving.

[TheManVan]

Sarah took the food and began to eat it, while her partner went to smoke right in the room. Neither of them ever gave a damn about courtesy and that wasn't going to change now as Sarah enjoyed her food, munching and chewing on her food while an awkward silence fell over her and her partner, the animosity still going on strong between the Scourge and the Nightmare until it was just the three of them left in the room.

The silence would not last, their new manager still talking up a storm that Sarah mostly ignored as she ate her food. Before something really interesting caught her ear. Aozora mentioned a match between the two of them at an upcoming PPV. Sarah stopped right before she took another bite, turning around to look at her partner with the same rage mixed in with excitement. It had been far too long since she and Angela cut loose on each other and the fact it was going to take place at something called Bloodsport, made Sarah all the more excited as she placed her food down.

"I'm in. I'm always looking for a chance to pound this bitch in." She sneered out, "Unless...little Miss French is too worried that I'll take up too much of her useless time." she continued to sneer as she turned face Angela's direction.

[Devastated]

Angela continued to smoke her deathstick as she would roll her eyes at her managers words. She wasn't hungry, if anything she might be craving a drink. She shook her head and then let out a long sigh, and would then hear how the purple haired woman gave her suggestion that they would compete at Bloodsport? Angela had no fucking clue what that was, and she didn't care. It sounded as if she was going to get to bloody Sarah and that was good enough for me.

When Sarah threw out her cocky comment and sneered over towards the platinum blonde French Woman, Angela would shake her head and then flick her cigarette off towards the wall. Not bothering to put it out before she would click her tongue. " I'll fight you. I'll make sure that it lives up to it's name. Though, maybe they should change their name to bloodpool, as that's all that will be left after I'm done with you." Angela spoke out as she glared over towards her hated Tag Partner.

[Person]

Well, it seemed that Aozora had managed to get her two clients on the same page. If the two wanted to fight each other then fine but now at least they were doing it where she could earn a large amount of cash. Now all she had to do was to make sure they didn't start this fight early. "Good, it is settled then. I will make the arrangements until then I expect the two of you not to fight each other. Otherwise, I will call off the match. Now then, is there anything else you need?" stated Aozora in a happy voice but it had a hint of threatening tone in it as well. While individually both of them could easily beat her in a match, she could make their lives hell outside the ring.