Def Ears, Listen Up (For RedShinigami)

[GolemGuardian]

Well this was going swimmingly. Already they were at each other's throats again, despite Chris doing her best to just bury this fucking hatchet. Veronika seemed like she wanted the hatchet buried in the rock star's side with how things were going, however. And unfortunately for the blond bimbo, she didn't take shit lying down. "My place, huh? Well, where is that exactly? Cause it's not under your heel like you want it to be, bitch. My pa-..." She took a small pause, since technically her statement wasn't true. "I don't take shit lying down. So sorry if that doesn't fit into your muddy ass world view." She leaned back in her chair right as Veronika reached into her purse and all but threw a flash drive at her.

Chris looked down at the device with curiosity. As well as a bit of skepticism. Especially after the threats the two exchanged. "Really? Just like that? You're just giving me this?" Though she said that she grabbed the little thing before the bitch could change her mind. "So what's the catch? This is a fake and I only get the real one if I beat you in an oil bra and panties match or something?" This seemed too good to be true. And with how often of a fool the Franco-Austrian made of her, could one truly blame her? Even if she had a genuine tone to her?

Soon the food arrived and their table was filled to the brim. Chris knew a lot of food was coming, but damn did seeing it make it seem so much worse. And all Chris had gotten was a shepard's pie. She had tried it when she was a toddler and her parents were still alive and touring country to country. And with this being in Japan, she figured it would be a good chance to try it again. And maybe ask where George got his lamb, if it was as delicious as she remembered. For now, the rocker would start to eat, letting her rival speak while she decided her opinion on the pie.

[RedShinigami]

Veronika sighed and shook her head.
"Do you always talk that to people like that who do you a favor?", she said an was really tempted to
snatch it all back after Chris outburst and upload it.
She began to eat her salad and took big sip of her beer.
"Yes your place!", she said and started eating.

"Some people are just born better don't you get it? Such as me! It is like an Elite and looking at you and your...questionable taste for fashion...really, green and pink? Anyway, be glad that I had come! You broke my arm, humiliated me and I still had come to this...lets be generous and call it etablissement to seek you out only to get foulmouthed by your caveman fans, who must be deaf, blind and stupid to listen to you shit and what do I get? You all call me
a bitch and a Bimbo! Thank you very much!", she grunted.
Veronika lived in her own world it seemed, where only she could be nice and generous and what was most important, without any flaw...all she did served a purpose and if she humiliated Chris in a mud match and almost broke her legs then it was bound to be. It was as easy as this.

The dancer at her salad and took another big gulp of her beer, filling her glass anew.
A soft red blush starting to form around her nose.

[GolemGuardian]

"Only to those who try to end me. They get the highest of skepticism and least amount of politeness." She took another bite of her lovely pie. Not as good as she remembered, but it was pretty delicious. She'd have to ask the horn dog pub owner as she left where he got the lamb to see if she could try and get some for herself. And then the taste had to turn sour as Veronika went onto explain 'where Chris' place was.' The rocker held her breath and rolled her eyes, digging her nails into the table and her fork as she fought to not just flip the blond off.

Chris was a rock star. Rock and roll was inspired and transformed as a rebellion against such a system. One that always put down the 'bottom dwellers' while the 'elite' thrived. It just pissed the rocker off. And then she went against her fashion sense and her new jacket! It was badass, not ugly. And it tied perfectly with her natural hair color. So the Franco-Austrian could shove that opinion right up her ass! "What you're getting is a little civility. Besides, I've read up on Harmonia. She didn't start as this 'elite' and yet she has made a name for herself. What does that say about your muddled world view?" Chris all but snarled out, finally taking a drink from her own glass. She had had a head start on Veronika, so she was starting to feel the inebriated effects fog over her brain. A bit more food and water will help with that, though. Get that protein and fat to absorb it and what not.

[RedShinigami]

Veronika took another long sip of her beer before slamming it down in front her rival.
"You seriously comparing yourselfto Harmonia? You fucking crazy? Harmonia is graceful, ladylike and knows her place
In life, not a worthless little asshole!", she said and shook her head.
"To think that I felt sorry!", she screamed and laughed her usual heelish cackle, Chris had grown to hate, as it was a constant reminder of the humiliation the Queen of Hearts had put her through.
"Just say: Thank you Veronika! You are so kind, sorry for breaking your arm in our match! Can I make it up to you?" ,she said, now clearly a little drunk as she wildly gesticulated around, slamming her hands on the table and whincing as she rubbed her hurting arm, leaning forward.
"I take you now...wherever...whenever bitch...lets go outside and you eat a garbagecan you cheap slut!", she said and both glared at each other.
".....but then the food would go cold...", she ended the discussion, pulled away and started to take other stuff from the table.
She grabbed for some fries, her salad, even a bit of a burger that was standing around.
Veronika seemed to have been hungry as she dug in.
All the while silent, avoiding eyecontact with her rival until she ended and the table, Veronika intended staying full, was halfway cleared as she leant back.
"Oh...that...was amazing.", she said and rubbed her stomach.
Whoever this person was, she seemed to have taken over Veronikas mind, because nothing of the behaviour of this woman seemed to fit with the stuckup Veronika Noir, Chris knew..

[GolemGuardian]

Chris rolled her eyes as Veronika talked about Harmonia. "I'm not comparing myself to her. You can't compare a rock star like me to anyone. Just saying we both didn't start at this 'elite' level you speak of and we've both worked our way up the ladder for our respective divisions. And I have trouble believing the woman who stripped me and played with my body ever feels sorry for me." She stabbed her fork down, taking another bite of lamb and potato. She had already apologized, even if yes it was accompanied by her excuses. And if Veronika expected her to say the rest of those words, she'd have to go out and find some leprechauns riding flying pigs.

Chris was down to fight, but thankfully it seemed the tanned blond knew how to use her brain and that warm food was better than cold food. Andso the two fell into silence as they ate and drank. Chris stopped drinking so she could walk home, but her rival just kept drinking and eating, all until all but half of the food she ordered remained, as did almost two thirds of the pitcher. And all throughout, Veronika seemed to change the drunker she got. She was less mean and... not exactly nicer, but somehow more vulnerable. At least Chris inferred as much as she avoided eye contact. Was this where their conversation could finally take a turn?

"I'm glad you enjoyed it. Though I hope you have room back in your mansion for all these leftovers," she lightly joked, taking a sip of water that she had requested while the two silently ate. And now to wait to see just what this more tamed, reserved Veronika would do

[RedShinigami]

Veronika sighed and looked at the rest of the food.
"Honest? I wanted to let you stay with all that stuff but...I have'nt eatn that good in years...", she said dreamily and a smile appeared on her face.
George came and tilted his head.
"Oh boy, seems someone was proper 'ungry, 'uh?", the Eastender asked with a grin and winked at Chris.
Food always brought people together.
"Hey, hey! A bottle of whiskey! On me!", Veronika said suddenly.
"And two glasses!"
George shrugged his shoulders.
"Coming, righ' up!"
Veronika looked at Chris, her face blushing and her eyes looking directly into Chris.
"I don't want you to hate me...", she suddenly said and her voice sounded more honest then Chris ever had heard.

[GolemGuardian]

This was a little weird. All of the snark and spite that filled Veroinka's words were replaced by genuineness and kindness. A dichotomy that was throwing Chris for a loop as the blond not only ordered some whiskey, but also said she'd pay for it herself. Was it her getting drunk? The rocker had encountered a few rock fans who mellowed out the more inebriated they got. If that were the case, maybe she could get the hatchet her rival had tried burying in her side and get it in the metaphorical ground where the two seemed to want it.

At her genuine statement, Chris let out a sigh. "I appreciate you giving me what else you had left, but it's going to take a little more than good faith to make me stop hating you. But I wouldn't care so much if you hadn't constantly insulted my careers. That hurt... arguably a lot more than you trying to break my legs." She let out another sigh as she finished her statement. Though maybe she was a bit harsh there.

[RedShinigami]

Veronika listened.
What Chris said made sense but she just wanted it from her soul.
But what was she thinking? That this ungrateful little...
No...this was what had brought her here in the first place.
Veronika had to pull herself together...she had talked with Harmonia, asked her what she could say...
"I...I...did'nt meant to...", she said and looked down.
"I mean I have..I mean...it is part of my...goddamit!", she shouted and slammed her fist onto the wooden table.
"Why do you still hate me!", she screamed and a few of the patrons turned to her and chuckled, shaking their heads why Chris even bothered with her.
"I..came here and apologized...should'nt everything be ok again?", she asked as tears formed in her eyes.
"It is all I can offer...I have no more...", Veronika said in all honesty and looked down at the rests of her food.
She could'nt handle looking Chris in the eye right now.
.

[GolemGuardian]

Chris was harsh, she was. But regardless of reason, no one could deny Veronika deserved it. But still, the fact she did show up here to apologize, even if she was bad at it, at least meant something. And despite her angry outburst, Chris could understand she wanted the hatchet buried.

With another glare shot at the chuckling patrons to quiet them, the rocker turned her full attention to Veronika."I don't know how many apologies you've done, but sometimes an apology doesn't erase the pain you've caused." She crossed her arms, taking a deep breath. She'd be lying if she said the tears weren't making her feel a bit more awkward. "But, that doesn't mean I'm rejecting it." She looked down at the leftover food.

"The fact you are apologizing at all is something amazing. The hate isn't going to go away easily, but it's a starting place." She stopped as George appeared with the whiskey and glasses. "Oh, thanks Goerge."

[RedShinigami]

Veronika sighed frustrated.
That was why she hated people and much more why she hated apologizing to them!
It was a frustrating, humiliating process where you were automatically in the weaker position, somehing Veronika Noir hated.

But Harmonia had talked to her, told her that if she really wanted to have all of that of her back then she had to apologize. And even if she was a heel, Veronika was'nt complete heartless. She was proud and cruel but she was'nt called "The Queen of Hearts" for nothing. She could care for a person, love them, her countless Hentai Matches proved that she was'nt without compassion.

She was just so damn competetive. She had to win and be the best no matter what...
"What do they have for dessert...", she said and opened the menu again, ignoring Chris, at least ignoring what she said after: "I still hate you."

"Hmm...apricot pie that sounds delicious...", she said to herself as the whiskey came.
"Oh, put it there. You want to drink one with us?"
George opened the bottle and smiled.
"Oh if 'he ladies wan' me wi'h 'hem ov couJohn, i really need 'o 'ire new wai'resses. You girls are'n' in'ressted, 'uh?", he asked while Veronika filled the glasses.

"I must kindly refuse my dear Mr. Englishman, a proud french girl does'nt serve drinks in a tacky english pub.", Veronika tschirped and George grabbed for his heart.
"Ah, you 'eard 'ha'? tha' was my 'ear' breaking! Oh cruel twist of fate!", he said and looked to Chris.
Veronika shoved the glass to the rocker and raised hers.
"Okeee...cheeeers!"