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Terrell hadn't noticed it at first, but he realized when Keira rubbed her eyes as she looked out the window. The smooth drive, the calming music, and her warmth -- not only physically, but...How would he describe it? He wasn't a spiritual man, but that was no simple cuddling. There was so much more to having her right there, and seeing that tiny thing she did...
It spoke of such comfort that it lulled her not into a nap, but a sleep where she had a proper shut down, like she was in her bed at home. Knowing that she felt that same sense of comfort -- safety -- it reached in and touched his heart, making him aware of its activity. He was feeling every beat now. And more than that, he was feeling such a sense of connection -- something more than he'd ever had before.
But...
Was he crazy, a subconscious emotional masochist? Was Beatriz right? Was he really letting himself fall too far too fast?
Ah, risk. Something he had quite the aversion to in the life he had before wrestling. Socially, anyway. When it came to that, he didn't like to take chances at all. Too many gambles in his formative years that ended in him crapping out. He was that kid who always fell silent when invited to speak, unless Beatriz was present. The one who dreaded team activities in school and hung back at the few parties he was invited to. The guy who, in all but one instance was never able to say anything of substance to his crushes until it was too late, if ever.
Then comes his current career. Just attempting to get it started was a massive risk, and he's been taking chances ever since.
And look what it's gotten him.
Worth it.
As Keira looked outside the window, Terrell would observe her with a smile that no doubt would have told her what was going on inside of him had she seen it. That she'd stayed close to him instead of scooting over for a better look extended it across his lips and cheeks.
"Now that you're up, though...
He turned his head, knowing exactly what was coming. And still, he lit up. When he put his playlist together, he put Cheap Trick's "In The Street" at the very end because he knew that sooner or later, the two of them would be in a car together making this drive. And it was exactly as Beatriz said; they had to jam to this. They had to have their own "70's Show" intro moment. As Wisconsinites, it was required of them.
During that brief gap in the lyrics..."Quick, gimme your phone! I've gotta document this!" With his playing the music, he couldn't use it. They continued on during the handover and his setting up a video recording.
"♩Mom and Dad! Live upstairs! The music's loud! So we don't care! Nixon's gone! But ROCK! Lives on! Heeell yeaaaaaahh! We're still rockin'! In Wisconsin! We're all alright! We're all alright!♩" / "♩Mom and Dad! Live upstairs! The music's loud! So we don't care! Nixon's gone! But ROCK! Lives on! Heeell yeaaaaaahh! We're still rockin'! In Wisconsin! We're all alright! We're all alright!♩"
And because Beatriz didn't do screams well, Terrell alone would handle the..."♩YEAAAAAAHHH!!!♩" Not belting it out full force, of course, in consideration of the ladies' ear drums.
Beatriz laughed to herself. This complete 180 was just amazing. Both of them noticed that Keira wasn't singing along, which given the current mood in the car had them chalking it up to her not knowing the words. But she was still jamming otherwise, so they kept it going.
"♩I'll steal a car. And drive on down!♩"
"♩Pick you up! And we'll drive around!♩"
"♩Not a thing. To. Do. But TALK! To you! Not a thing. To. Do, oh yeeeeaaaaaahhh! We're still rockin'! In Wisconsin! We're all alright! We're all alright!♩" / "♩Not a thing. To. Do. But TALK! To you! Not a thing. To. Do, oh yeeeeaaaaaahhh! We're still rockin'! In Wisconsin! We're all alright! We're all alright!♩"
"♩YEAAAAAAHHH!!!♩"
Beatriz would do that bit of hyped up vocalizing during the song's last few seconds as he carried on with the lyrics, setting the phone down in his lap for the couple seconds he needed to let the window down...
"♩Oh yeah! Oh yeah! Wooooo!♩"
Letting a pleasant breeze in, but most importantly, allowing him to let out that famous..."Hello, Wisconsin!"
Roll credits. The only minus there was that this version of the song didn't have the right delivery; that of Todd Griffin's that they kept for the show's intro. But that didn't matter right now.
Just as Keira had in looking to the outside, Terrell stayed close to her when he did that.
"Welcome home." The kiss she gave him on the cheek made him sigh in contentment. Moments of perfection -- just hanging out with two awesome people -- captured in time. He'd have it sent to his phone later. "Now I really can't wait to get you on that karaoke stage."
"Nor I you, with that lovely voice of yours."
They'd be on their way to that a short time later, with Terrell taking the wheel again after Beatriz arrived at her parents' home. She promised to save them some of the food that her family prepared, which he was looking forward to. It's been a little while, and her mom in particular could cook her butt off. It was one of the best parts of staying over at her place.
When they finally reached their destination, Terrell would do the gentlemanly thing and stand by with a hand extended for Keira after opening the passenger door. "M'lady."
It spoke of such comfort that it lulled her not into a nap, but a sleep where she had a proper shut down, like she was in her bed at home. Knowing that she felt that same sense of comfort -- safety -- it reached in and touched his heart, making him aware of its activity. He was feeling every beat now. And more than that, he was feeling such a sense of connection -- something more than he'd ever had before.
But...
Was he crazy, a subconscious emotional masochist? Was Beatriz right? Was he really letting himself fall too far too fast?
Ah, risk. Something he had quite the aversion to in the life he had before wrestling. Socially, anyway. When it came to that, he didn't like to take chances at all. Too many gambles in his formative years that ended in him crapping out. He was that kid who always fell silent when invited to speak, unless Beatriz was present. The one who dreaded team activities in school and hung back at the few parties he was invited to. The guy who, in all but one instance was never able to say anything of substance to his crushes until it was too late, if ever.
Then comes his current career. Just attempting to get it started was a massive risk, and he's been taking chances ever since.
And look what it's gotten him.
Worth it.
As Keira looked outside the window, Terrell would observe her with a smile that no doubt would have told her what was going on inside of him had she seen it. That she'd stayed close to him instead of scooting over for a better look extended it across his lips and cheeks.
"Now that you're up, though...
He turned his head, knowing exactly what was coming. And still, he lit up. When he put his playlist together, he put Cheap Trick's "In The Street" at the very end because he knew that sooner or later, the two of them would be in a car together making this drive. And it was exactly as Beatriz said; they had to jam to this. They had to have their own "70's Show" intro moment. As Wisconsinites, it was required of them.
During that brief gap in the lyrics..."Quick, gimme your phone! I've gotta document this!" With his playing the music, he couldn't use it. They continued on during the handover and his setting up a video recording.
"♩Mom and Dad! Live upstairs! The music's loud! So we don't care! Nixon's gone! But ROCK! Lives on! Heeell yeaaaaaahh! We're still rockin'! In Wisconsin! We're all alright! We're all alright!♩" / "♩Mom and Dad! Live upstairs! The music's loud! So we don't care! Nixon's gone! But ROCK! Lives on! Heeell yeaaaaaahh! We're still rockin'! In Wisconsin! We're all alright! We're all alright!♩"
And because Beatriz didn't do screams well, Terrell alone would handle the..."♩YEAAAAAAHHH!!!♩" Not belting it out full force, of course, in consideration of the ladies' ear drums.
Beatriz laughed to herself. This complete 180 was just amazing. Both of them noticed that Keira wasn't singing along, which given the current mood in the car had them chalking it up to her not knowing the words. But she was still jamming otherwise, so they kept it going.
"♩I'll steal a car. And drive on down!♩"
"♩Pick you up! And we'll drive around!♩"
"♩Not a thing. To. Do. But TALK! To you! Not a thing. To. Do, oh yeeeeaaaaaahhh! We're still rockin'! In Wisconsin! We're all alright! We're all alright!♩" / "♩Not a thing. To. Do. But TALK! To you! Not a thing. To. Do, oh yeeeeaaaaaahhh! We're still rockin'! In Wisconsin! We're all alright! We're all alright!♩"
"♩YEAAAAAAHHH!!!♩"
Beatriz would do that bit of hyped up vocalizing during the song's last few seconds as he carried on with the lyrics, setting the phone down in his lap for the couple seconds he needed to let the window down...
"♩Oh yeah! Oh yeah! Wooooo!♩"
Letting a pleasant breeze in, but most importantly, allowing him to let out that famous..."Hello, Wisconsin!"
Roll credits. The only minus there was that this version of the song didn't have the right delivery; that of Todd Griffin's that they kept for the show's intro. But that didn't matter right now.
Just as Keira had in looking to the outside, Terrell stayed close to her when he did that.
"Welcome home." The kiss she gave him on the cheek made him sigh in contentment. Moments of perfection -- just hanging out with two awesome people -- captured in time. He'd have it sent to his phone later. "Now I really can't wait to get you on that karaoke stage."
"Nor I you, with that lovely voice of yours."
They'd be on their way to that a short time later, with Terrell taking the wheel again after Beatriz arrived at her parents' home. She promised to save them some of the food that her family prepared, which he was looking forward to. It's been a little while, and her mom in particular could cook her butt off. It was one of the best parts of staying over at her place.
When they finally reached their destination, Terrell would do the gentlemanly thing and stand by with a hand extended for Keira after opening the passenger door. "M'lady."
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Re: Hello, Wisconsin!
Keira remained quite literaly at Terrell's side as she took in the surroundings outside. She'd fallen asleep at some point, and frankly, she was comfortable now, despite being awakened. It wasn't like she was going to go back to sleep any time soon, not while they were so close to their destination now, but she wasn't quite ready to get up just yet, either.
That is, until Terrell shouted out the window. That she recognized, and she'd been expecting him to be loud about it... but not for him to shout it to the streets! It got a chuckle out of her.
And more importantly, he did it without really disturbing her. She'd lifted her head when he leaned out the window, but he hadn't really moved. The second his head was back inside the car, she flopped hers back down on his shoulder.
"You're gonna have to show me where that song comes from some time," she said, knowing full well that Terrell probably already intended to. Of course, she knew where it came from, she'd just never sat down and watched it. But he obviously seemed to enjoy it.
Eventually, they arrived at what she assumed was Beatriz' place, because that's where the blonde made her exit. She promised to save them some food, so Keira figured it wouldn't be the last time they met, which she was glad for. Terrell was good company, of course, but he was also just one person, and Keira was happy to expand her support network. How could she go wrong with one of T's best friends?
With her gone, and Terrell re-claiming the wheel, Keira returned to the passenger seat for the remainder of their trip. She'd had plenty of time to wake up by now, and was looking forward to the evening ahead of them, and spent most of the time looking around through the window, taking in the sights that Terrell must be far too familiar with by now.
Somehow, Terrell had managed to park and get to her door before she'd managed to unbuckle herself (she hoped he didn't see how she got the buckle caught on one of the chains on her shorts - she wasn't quite sure herself, but thankfully it wasn't too difficult to remove).
"Why thank you, sir," she said as she took his hand and let him help her out of the car. When he pulled, she made sure to lean just a little too far into it, and she landed right up against him, with a playful smile on her lips.
"Oops," she said, her tone clear that it was no accident. She gave his lips a quick kiss, just so there was no room for confusion.
With the moment of playfulness passed, Keira turned to look at the place they were scheduled to spend their afternoon. "Ready to show me a good time?" she asked with a wink.
That is, until Terrell shouted out the window. That she recognized, and she'd been expecting him to be loud about it... but not for him to shout it to the streets! It got a chuckle out of her.
And more importantly, he did it without really disturbing her. She'd lifted her head when he leaned out the window, but he hadn't really moved. The second his head was back inside the car, she flopped hers back down on his shoulder.
"You're gonna have to show me where that song comes from some time," she said, knowing full well that Terrell probably already intended to. Of course, she knew where it came from, she'd just never sat down and watched it. But he obviously seemed to enjoy it.
Eventually, they arrived at what she assumed was Beatriz' place, because that's where the blonde made her exit. She promised to save them some food, so Keira figured it wouldn't be the last time they met, which she was glad for. Terrell was good company, of course, but he was also just one person, and Keira was happy to expand her support network. How could she go wrong with one of T's best friends?
With her gone, and Terrell re-claiming the wheel, Keira returned to the passenger seat for the remainder of their trip. She'd had plenty of time to wake up by now, and was looking forward to the evening ahead of them, and spent most of the time looking around through the window, taking in the sights that Terrell must be far too familiar with by now.
Somehow, Terrell had managed to park and get to her door before she'd managed to unbuckle herself (she hoped he didn't see how she got the buckle caught on one of the chains on her shorts - she wasn't quite sure herself, but thankfully it wasn't too difficult to remove).
"Why thank you, sir," she said as she took his hand and let him help her out of the car. When he pulled, she made sure to lean just a little too far into it, and she landed right up against him, with a playful smile on her lips.
"Oops," she said, her tone clear that it was no accident. She gave his lips a quick kiss, just so there was no room for confusion.
With the moment of playfulness passed, Keira turned to look at the place they were scheduled to spend their afternoon. "Ready to show me a good time?" she asked with a wink.
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Re: Hello, Wisconsin!
"You're gonna have to show me where that song comes from some time."
"You got it." Terrell had a whole bunch of shows and movies to introduce her too if she wasn't already familiar with them. Daria. Courage: The Cowardly Dog. Tales From The Crypt. The Crow. The first one, anyway. The sequels? They didn't hold up.
He would fill her in on after he took the wheel again. Like Bradford Beach, a place he always looked forward to visiting every summer. His and Beatriz's families had an annual ritual: "Volleyball. Family vs family. We've been at it for years, but no one could ever decide on a winner. My dad and B's, they're still debating about it to this day." Terrell laughed before continuing. "My dad says it's our side since we won the most games, but B's dad always brings up the handicap. He and Mrs. Murillo, they had six kids, including B. And their record wasn't far behind ours, so he's always saying that it's their side because they were never playing at a hundred percent with the four against four."
And Miller Park. "They call it 'American Family Field' these days, but it's always been Miller Park to me. I never was much of a baseball fan, but I came along to watch a couple games. Had my first beer there too, back when I was fifteen. Mr. Murillo snuck me one."
The GameStop over at North 56th. Not too far away now. "My second job. The last place before I came to LAW. Big surprise, huh?" Another chuckle. "It wasn't the breeze I thought it was gonna be, but I met some cool people while I was there that made the days pass easier. One of them was a good buddy of mine who's no longer with us. He was a wrestler who worked the local circuits. Did the erotic stuff too, before he got married.
On the slow days, Ryan would stick around and just shoot the breeze with us -- me and Greg, the manager. Well, he was for a while. He ended up leaving and moving to Minnesota. But yeah, we'd just hang out, and Ryan would give us free tickets to his next show. Backstage passes. It was...Man, it was awesome. It was like hanging out with a celebrity."
Not wanting to bring the mood down again, he left it at that, although he was prepared to answer any questions Keira may have had.
They finally arrived a few minutes later. She'd gotten the buckle unstuck by the time he'd circled around to her door, leaving him none the wiser that she'd even had been. And even if he had, she had quite the distraction ready to make such a little thing slip his mind. The alternative beauty fell right into him on the way out of the car.
"Ooh, now that's my kind of 'accident'." Especially if it was going to bring those sweet lips of hers into the mix.
He wrapped an arm around her waist, using his free hand to close the door and click the locks on, but otherwise giving her his full attention.
"Ready to show me a good time?"
"I certainly am. As a man, it's my duty. But as your man..." He pulled her in to steal a quick kiss of his own. "It's my pleasure."
With an arm around her shoulder, he'd lead her to the entrance, breaking away only for as long as it took to catch up after he'd held the door open for her.
"To karaoke? Or do you wanna do something else first?"
"You got it." Terrell had a whole bunch of shows and movies to introduce her too if she wasn't already familiar with them. Daria. Courage: The Cowardly Dog. Tales From The Crypt. The Crow. The first one, anyway. The sequels? They didn't hold up.
He would fill her in on after he took the wheel again. Like Bradford Beach, a place he always looked forward to visiting every summer. His and Beatriz's families had an annual ritual: "Volleyball. Family vs family. We've been at it for years, but no one could ever decide on a winner. My dad and B's, they're still debating about it to this day." Terrell laughed before continuing. "My dad says it's our side since we won the most games, but B's dad always brings up the handicap. He and Mrs. Murillo, they had six kids, including B. And their record wasn't far behind ours, so he's always saying that it's their side because they were never playing at a hundred percent with the four against four."
And Miller Park. "They call it 'American Family Field' these days, but it's always been Miller Park to me. I never was much of a baseball fan, but I came along to watch a couple games. Had my first beer there too, back when I was fifteen. Mr. Murillo snuck me one."
The GameStop over at North 56th. Not too far away now. "My second job. The last place before I came to LAW. Big surprise, huh?" Another chuckle. "It wasn't the breeze I thought it was gonna be, but I met some cool people while I was there that made the days pass easier. One of them was a good buddy of mine who's no longer with us. He was a wrestler who worked the local circuits. Did the erotic stuff too, before he got married.
On the slow days, Ryan would stick around and just shoot the breeze with us -- me and Greg, the manager. Well, he was for a while. He ended up leaving and moving to Minnesota. But yeah, we'd just hang out, and Ryan would give us free tickets to his next show. Backstage passes. It was...Man, it was awesome. It was like hanging out with a celebrity."
Not wanting to bring the mood down again, he left it at that, although he was prepared to answer any questions Keira may have had.
They finally arrived a few minutes later. She'd gotten the buckle unstuck by the time he'd circled around to her door, leaving him none the wiser that she'd even had been. And even if he had, she had quite the distraction ready to make such a little thing slip his mind. The alternative beauty fell right into him on the way out of the car.
"Ooh, now that's my kind of 'accident'." Especially if it was going to bring those sweet lips of hers into the mix.
He wrapped an arm around her waist, using his free hand to close the door and click the locks on, but otherwise giving her his full attention.
"Ready to show me a good time?"
"I certainly am. As a man, it's my duty. But as your man..." He pulled her in to steal a quick kiss of his own. "It's my pleasure."
With an arm around her shoulder, he'd lead her to the entrance, breaking away only for as long as it took to catch up after he'd held the door open for her.
"To karaoke? Or do you wanna do something else first?"
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Keira listened with interest as Terrell described some of the places they passed. For some reason, she'd never have pegged him for a volleyball player. Beatriz... maybe. It sounded like he enjoyed it though, despite the scoring disputes. Keira wasn't really one for volleyball, herself. Mostly because she wasn't a fan of the beach, though, rather than an issue with the sport.
Miller Park (because the new name was stupid) looked like some other kind of sports stadium, which Terrell quickly confirmed. Baseball. Another one Keira knew next to nothing about, except it was very slow and the action lasted for seconds at a time. Still... perhaps it could make for an interesting date night activity... oh, no, Terrell said he wasn't much of a baseball fan anyway.
His old job. On one hand, a cool place to work, Keira assumed. On the other... well, it wasn't like she'd ever seen the staff in there playing any games on the clock. So it was probably closer to any other customer service job, but with a more specialized topic. Terrell almost sounded like he missed it... or more likely, he just missed his old friend.
She kept mostly quiet during the tour, poking in the occasional question but otherwise simply letting him enjoy his trip down memory lane, and smiling at the expressions that crossed his face. It was obvious this place meant a lot to him, and Keira felt almost like she was being welcomed into some kind of sacred sanctuary.
His arm snaked around her shoulder as they walked, and she leaned into him, enjoying the brief moment of contact before they went inside, Terrell opening and holding the door for her.
"Karaoke sounds good to me! I wanna hear you sing some more." As they stepped inside, she decided to prod him some more. "So, earlier, you mentioned not being much of a baseball fan. But you do enjoy volleyball. And wrestling, obviously. Any other sports you care for?"
Miller Park (because the new name was stupid) looked like some other kind of sports stadium, which Terrell quickly confirmed. Baseball. Another one Keira knew next to nothing about, except it was very slow and the action lasted for seconds at a time. Still... perhaps it could make for an interesting date night activity... oh, no, Terrell said he wasn't much of a baseball fan anyway.
His old job. On one hand, a cool place to work, Keira assumed. On the other... well, it wasn't like she'd ever seen the staff in there playing any games on the clock. So it was probably closer to any other customer service job, but with a more specialized topic. Terrell almost sounded like he missed it... or more likely, he just missed his old friend.
She kept mostly quiet during the tour, poking in the occasional question but otherwise simply letting him enjoy his trip down memory lane, and smiling at the expressions that crossed his face. It was obvious this place meant a lot to him, and Keira felt almost like she was being welcomed into some kind of sacred sanctuary.
His arm snaked around her shoulder as they walked, and she leaned into him, enjoying the brief moment of contact before they went inside, Terrell opening and holding the door for her.
"Karaoke sounds good to me! I wanna hear you sing some more." As they stepped inside, she decided to prod him some more. "So, earlier, you mentioned not being much of a baseball fan. But you do enjoy volleyball. And wrestling, obviously. Any other sports you care for?"
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Re: Hello, Wisconsin!
Karaoke it is!
"So, earlier, you mentioned not being much of a baseball fan. But you do enjoy volleyball. And wrestling, obviously. Any other sports you care for?"
Terrell answered her question as he led her over to the karaoke section of the building, arm around her shoulder once more. "I do a lot of parkour, if that counts. I wondered about doing American Ninja Warrior before too, but I didn't have the means to be traveling out as far as I would've needed to before I started wrestling. I like a lot of martial stuff in general, actually. Got an uncle who did some amateur boxing for a while, and my dad was a kickboxer while he was in the Marines. They both taught me a few things, and I liked watching a lot of other stuff from when I was a kid. My dad showed me the awesomeness that is Jackie Chan movies, and it snowballed from there."
The karaoke section was filled up more than what was normal of it on a weekday. The voice behind the why was familiar: Juniper Fay, who ran a surprisingly small channel on YouTube. The humble woman from a Portland hippie commune was holding a captive audience. With the soul she put into her voice -- which she needed for -- it was no surprise.
"♩Baby, baby, ba-a-byyyy! It's a mystery! Ooh, you've got me spinning aroooouuund! What have you done to me? Suspended animation, I'm lost inside of you! I feel so insecure and yet I've never felt so sure, what am I gooooona doooooo I'm...Out On a Liiimb! I'm giving iiinnn! To youuuu agaaaaain! Baby, baby, Iiiiii'm! Out! On! A Limb!♩"
It took Terrell very little time to spy the nerves. Well, it looked like nerves to him, but maybe it was just him projecting after looking back at the entrances to his Standard matches: There wasn't a whole lot of engagement with the crowd. It was there, but she clearly had her eyes focused more on at a nearby table. Her support, judging from how often they returned to the redhead. Her shy smile was nonetheless big enough to show that she did enjoy being up there singing, but performance anxiety can be a motherfucker.
A few eyes turned to Terrell and Keira as they approached the nearby bar: Those of the man running it, soon followed by his wife, who was handling the karaoke proceedings, and those of a bespectacled Asian The latter rose from his seat, greeting the pair with a friendly smile. His focus was more on Terrell, but he wasn't ignoring Keira either.
"Black Severin!" The utterance of his ring name caught the attention of others at the bar. The sort that was composed of recognition and respect. The suited man extended a hand that Terrell reached out to shake. "I can see that you're busy, so I won't keep you long." He reached into his suit jacket pocket and produced a card. "Winston Zhuge, descendent of the legendary Liang himself and every last bit as wise to the wrestling game -- I guarantee it! If you happen to be on the lookout for a manager -- singles or tag team..." He pointedly looked between the two at the mention of a tag team before continuing. "Please, give me a call. You two have a good evening!"
Terrell gave the man a nod and a quick thanks before he offered up his seat and left, and Terrell in turn gave the seat to Keira. The man who was originally sitting beside Winston got up and gave up his seat as well, asking for a handshake, and then departing with a smile and a quick "Thank you so much! Represent!" after Terrell obliged him. "I got you. Hey; thank you for the support! Can't do it without you!"
If Keira hadn't already made his day in spectacular fashion, that would have been the thing to do it. Reading comments online was one thing, but experiencing the fandom up close -- even if it was only a few people -- put a big smile on his face.
When the bartender asked what they wanted to drink, he'd base his answer off of Keira's: If she was having something, he'd request the fruit punch margarita he normally goes with when he's at a bar. If not, he'd be going dry too, which was just fine with him. He very much preferred weed to alcohol anyway. Their drinks, if they had them, would be on the house, which would be getting a nice tip for the service. After arranging for the two of them perform next, he would resume their conversation.
"But anyway, how about you? What do you like?"
"So, earlier, you mentioned not being much of a baseball fan. But you do enjoy volleyball. And wrestling, obviously. Any other sports you care for?"
Terrell answered her question as he led her over to the karaoke section of the building, arm around her shoulder once more. "I do a lot of parkour, if that counts. I wondered about doing American Ninja Warrior before too, but I didn't have the means to be traveling out as far as I would've needed to before I started wrestling. I like a lot of martial stuff in general, actually. Got an uncle who did some amateur boxing for a while, and my dad was a kickboxer while he was in the Marines. They both taught me a few things, and I liked watching a lot of other stuff from when I was a kid. My dad showed me the awesomeness that is Jackie Chan movies, and it snowballed from there."
The karaoke section was filled up more than what was normal of it on a weekday. The voice behind the why was familiar: Juniper Fay, who ran a surprisingly small channel on YouTube. The humble woman from a Portland hippie commune was holding a captive audience. With the soul she put into her voice -- which she needed for -- it was no surprise.
"♩Baby, baby, ba-a-byyyy! It's a mystery! Ooh, you've got me spinning aroooouuund! What have you done to me? Suspended animation, I'm lost inside of you! I feel so insecure and yet I've never felt so sure, what am I gooooona doooooo I'm...Out On a Liiimb! I'm giving iiinnn! To youuuu agaaaaain! Baby, baby, Iiiiii'm! Out! On! A Limb!♩"
It took Terrell very little time to spy the nerves. Well, it looked like nerves to him, but maybe it was just him projecting after looking back at the entrances to his Standard matches: There wasn't a whole lot of engagement with the crowd. It was there, but she clearly had her eyes focused more on at a nearby table. Her support, judging from how often they returned to the redhead. Her shy smile was nonetheless big enough to show that she did enjoy being up there singing, but performance anxiety can be a motherfucker.
A few eyes turned to Terrell and Keira as they approached the nearby bar: Those of the man running it, soon followed by his wife, who was handling the karaoke proceedings, and those of a bespectacled Asian The latter rose from his seat, greeting the pair with a friendly smile. His focus was more on Terrell, but he wasn't ignoring Keira either.
"Black Severin!" The utterance of his ring name caught the attention of others at the bar. The sort that was composed of recognition and respect. The suited man extended a hand that Terrell reached out to shake. "I can see that you're busy, so I won't keep you long." He reached into his suit jacket pocket and produced a card. "Winston Zhuge, descendent of the legendary Liang himself and every last bit as wise to the wrestling game -- I guarantee it! If you happen to be on the lookout for a manager -- singles or tag team..." He pointedly looked between the two at the mention of a tag team before continuing. "Please, give me a call. You two have a good evening!"
Terrell gave the man a nod and a quick thanks before he offered up his seat and left, and Terrell in turn gave the seat to Keira. The man who was originally sitting beside Winston got up and gave up his seat as well, asking for a handshake, and then departing with a smile and a quick "Thank you so much! Represent!" after Terrell obliged him. "I got you. Hey; thank you for the support! Can't do it without you!"
If Keira hadn't already made his day in spectacular fashion, that would have been the thing to do it. Reading comments online was one thing, but experiencing the fandom up close -- even if it was only a few people -- put a big smile on his face.
When the bartender asked what they wanted to drink, he'd base his answer off of Keira's: If she was having something, he'd request the fruit punch margarita he normally goes with when he's at a bar. If not, he'd be going dry too, which was just fine with him. He very much preferred weed to alcohol anyway. Their drinks, if they had them, would be on the house, which would be getting a nice tip for the service. After arranging for the two of them perform next, he would resume their conversation.
"But anyway, how about you? What do you like?"
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As they entered the building, Terrell put his arm around Keira's shoulder and steered them towards the karaoke bar. Keira tried to lean into him, which was a little difficult while walking. She threw her own arm around his waist, a far easier gesture.
"Mostly combat sports, then," she noted of Terrell's sports interests. Not much of a surprise there. "Do you mix those into your normal wrestling style?" she asked. She hadn't had much chance to see him actually wrestle, given that their match was not quite your standard affair.
Her eyes were naturally drawn to the girl performing as they approached. The voice sounded vaguely familiar to her, and the appearance did too, but Keira couldn't place them right away. Whoever she was, she seemed to have eyes for a redhead not far away in the crowd.
She didn't get to poke Terrell about it before they reached the bar and were approached by a man in glasses. He called Terrell by his ring name - not entirely surprising, given that he wore his mask out in public, which made him fairly easy to recognize. But it was a bit odd to hear. She knew most people referred to him as such, but she was so used to using his real name - or her nickname - already.
She listened politely but silently to the man's speech. His was a name she did not recognize, but he clearly knew the business. Apparently he was a manager, or someone who matched fighters with them. Keira herself didn't have a manager here, not since transferring. Maybe she should find one... she wondered if Severin had one of his own already.
Zhuge shot her a quick glance - and not exactly a subtle one - before departing. Keira nodded politely at him, but her mind was elsewhere. He'd looked at her specifically when he mentioned a tag team. Did he know Keira was a wrestler too, or was he just assuming? It was a good question, because she certainly wasn't dressed like it right now, and if she hadn't been standing by Terrell's side, no one would have ever guessed. More importantly, though... Keira hadn't really given any thought to working tag matches. At least, not since she enlisted Audrey for that one match, but that was more to help boost the girl's confidence than trying to get into the tag game.
But now, something about the idea caught her attention. She cast a quick sideways glance of her own at Terrell, and decided to ask about it later. Today was about doing something different. She took the seat Terrell offered her that Zhuge had just abandoned.
Almost immediately, her date was set upon by another person, having heard his stage name. Terrell seemed to be enjoying the attention, given the smile on his face, which Keira couldn't help but smile at, herself.
"Look at you, you didn't tell me you were famous here," she joked when the man left, waving her hand over the crowd to reference the bar.
Keira considered ordering just a water, but two things changed her mind. One, drinks were apparently on the house. Why, she didn't know, but she' regret not tasting something for free. And two, more importantly, if she was going to be singing in public, she'd feel far more comfortable if she got a little tipsy first. She wasn't a big drinker normally, especially not on what could be considered a date, but small exceptions could be made. With that in mind, she decided to try a black raspberry wine.
While she waited for it, she answered Terrell's question. She assumed he'd been referring to her sports interest, since that's what she'd asked about earlier.
"I've never really played any other sports," she clarified. "I mean, I like to run. But I never did track or anything in school. I can enjoy a good football game, though, believe it or not. I know I don't look the part. It's complicated though, so I don't claim to know all the rules."
"Mostly combat sports, then," she noted of Terrell's sports interests. Not much of a surprise there. "Do you mix those into your normal wrestling style?" she asked. She hadn't had much chance to see him actually wrestle, given that their match was not quite your standard affair.
Her eyes were naturally drawn to the girl performing as they approached. The voice sounded vaguely familiar to her, and the appearance did too, but Keira couldn't place them right away. Whoever she was, she seemed to have eyes for a redhead not far away in the crowd.
She didn't get to poke Terrell about it before they reached the bar and were approached by a man in glasses. He called Terrell by his ring name - not entirely surprising, given that he wore his mask out in public, which made him fairly easy to recognize. But it was a bit odd to hear. She knew most people referred to him as such, but she was so used to using his real name - or her nickname - already.
She listened politely but silently to the man's speech. His was a name she did not recognize, but he clearly knew the business. Apparently he was a manager, or someone who matched fighters with them. Keira herself didn't have a manager here, not since transferring. Maybe she should find one... she wondered if Severin had one of his own already.
Zhuge shot her a quick glance - and not exactly a subtle one - before departing. Keira nodded politely at him, but her mind was elsewhere. He'd looked at her specifically when he mentioned a tag team. Did he know Keira was a wrestler too, or was he just assuming? It was a good question, because she certainly wasn't dressed like it right now, and if she hadn't been standing by Terrell's side, no one would have ever guessed. More importantly, though... Keira hadn't really given any thought to working tag matches. At least, not since she enlisted Audrey for that one match, but that was more to help boost the girl's confidence than trying to get into the tag game.
But now, something about the idea caught her attention. She cast a quick sideways glance of her own at Terrell, and decided to ask about it later. Today was about doing something different. She took the seat Terrell offered her that Zhuge had just abandoned.
Almost immediately, her date was set upon by another person, having heard his stage name. Terrell seemed to be enjoying the attention, given the smile on his face, which Keira couldn't help but smile at, herself.
"Look at you, you didn't tell me you were famous here," she joked when the man left, waving her hand over the crowd to reference the bar.
Keira considered ordering just a water, but two things changed her mind. One, drinks were apparently on the house. Why, she didn't know, but she' regret not tasting something for free. And two, more importantly, if she was going to be singing in public, she'd feel far more comfortable if she got a little tipsy first. She wasn't a big drinker normally, especially not on what could be considered a date, but small exceptions could be made. With that in mind, she decided to try a black raspberry wine.
While she waited for it, she answered Terrell's question. She assumed he'd been referring to her sports interest, since that's what she'd asked about earlier.
"I've never really played any other sports," she clarified. "I mean, I like to run. But I never did track or anything in school. I can enjoy a good football game, though, believe it or not. I know I don't look the part. It's complicated though, so I don't claim to know all the rules."
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"Mostly combat sports, then. Do you mix those into your normal wrestling style?"
"Well...I haven't done that yet, really. I brought a little bit into the Standard matches I've done, but I've only had two of them so far. That's actually a weakness of mine that I'm working my way past; I don't really like hitting women." Oof, that was certainly a pause moment. "Wow. Famous last words before getting cancelled to Hell and back.
...
"Look at you, you didn't tell me you were famous here!"
"I, uh..." Terrell suddenly grew bashful. The support had misplaced his tongue for a few seconds, during which all he could do was let out a chuckle. The bartender's eyes flashed with a recognition that appeared to go beyond his ring name, but Terrell himself, with his eyes turned downward before they rose to meet Keira's, would miss it. The bartender wouldn't say anything either, just casting a knowing smile instead. "I would've if I knew. This is new to me, being something other than just a guy. And having that right here at home...you know? The crowds and the comments online are one thing, but...yeah."
"You're making some big moves. Putting yourself out there. Ry would be proud."
Terrell had hoped that the mask would be enough to throw him off; he hadn't hit the bar often when he came by as the regular guy he was before LAW. He didn't want his real identity exposed to the masses, just in case things didn't work out. Every week that passed made it feel like he'd found the thing that he really wants to do with his life, but now that he had somebody here who knew who he was...It kind of scared him.
But that was drowned out by what he'd said about Ryan. That felt good to hear. "Thank you. I'm trying."
"Keep up the good work. Now what can I get for you two? Your drinks are on the house."
Again, he didn't want to pull down the mood of this date, so after they made their drink orders, he guided his and Keira's conversation to where it had left off before they sat down.
"I've never really played any other sports. I mean, I like to run. But I never did track or anything in school. I can enjoy a good football game, though, believe it or not. I know I don't look the part. It's complicated though, so I don't claim to know all the rules."
"Me neither. Maybe we can figure it out together sometime. Come up with our own game."
"Well...I haven't done that yet, really. I brought a little bit into the Standard matches I've done, but I've only had two of them so far. That's actually a weakness of mine that I'm working my way past; I don't really like hitting women." Oof, that was certainly a pause moment. "Wow. Famous last words before getting cancelled to Hell and back.
...
"Look at you, you didn't tell me you were famous here!"
"I, uh..." Terrell suddenly grew bashful. The support had misplaced his tongue for a few seconds, during which all he could do was let out a chuckle. The bartender's eyes flashed with a recognition that appeared to go beyond his ring name, but Terrell himself, with his eyes turned downward before they rose to meet Keira's, would miss it. The bartender wouldn't say anything either, just casting a knowing smile instead. "I would've if I knew. This is new to me, being something other than just a guy. And having that right here at home...you know? The crowds and the comments online are one thing, but...yeah."
"You're making some big moves. Putting yourself out there. Ry would be proud."
Terrell had hoped that the mask would be enough to throw him off; he hadn't hit the bar often when he came by as the regular guy he was before LAW. He didn't want his real identity exposed to the masses, just in case things didn't work out. Every week that passed made it feel like he'd found the thing that he really wants to do with his life, but now that he had somebody here who knew who he was...It kind of scared him.
But that was drowned out by what he'd said about Ryan. That felt good to hear. "Thank you. I'm trying."
"Keep up the good work. Now what can I get for you two? Your drinks are on the house."
Again, he didn't want to pull down the mood of this date, so after they made their drink orders, he guided his and Keira's conversation to where it had left off before they sat down.
"I've never really played any other sports. I mean, I like to run. But I never did track or anything in school. I can enjoy a good football game, though, believe it or not. I know I don't look the part. It's complicated though, so I don't claim to know all the rules."
"Me neither. Maybe we can figure it out together sometime. Come up with our own game."
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The discomfort in Terrell's voice was obvious, at least to Keira's attentive ears. She had to admit, she'd really come to enjoy his submissiveness in the short time they'd been together, but there were times where she thought he could stand to alter his viewpoint. It was pretty cute when he acted all chivalrous, and she didn't want to change his beliefs or who he was on a fundamental level. But just the thought of him getting into fights with such a distinct disadvantage worried her.
To that end, Keira attempted to offer some encouragement. She kept her tone soft and her voice low, to ensure he knew she wasn't scolding him (and to lower the chance of being overheard; she wasn't trying to shame or embarrass him, either). "Listen T, that's admirable and all, really... in any other situation. But the women who get into the ring with you will not hesitate to hold that handicap over you if they pick up on it." She put on a small smile, hoping a bit of positive association might help him take her words to heart. "Try to look at it this way: When you're in a fight, your opponents expect to get hit. It's not immoral or unjustified. They knew what they signed up for. It's not like you're some crazed, violent madman who just wants to hurt people. Okay?"
She shrugged lightly and added, "I guess at the very least, in the ring you could just resort to submission holds or more technical wrestling if you really don't want to lay a hand directly on someone. But I think you gotta overcome this... this concern you have. And I'm willing to help you do that, if you'd like. But we can talk about that later."
And she meant it. What better way to practice than in a controlled environment he knew would be safe? Keira could handle the punishment and wouldn't have to worry about serious injury, and Terrell wouldn't have to worry about fierce retaliation or being judged for his actions.
But this topic could probably wait until after their evening plans.
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His timid nature reared its head again at her jest. She wasn't sure if he simply was uncomfortable with compliments, or the notion of being recognized. "Well, you're gonna have to get used to it, T," Keira said, with a playful pat on the back. "It's only gonna get worse the bigger your name gets. Especially here in your hometown! People love being able to brag that famous people grew up where they're from."
Apparently, the bartender recognized him as well. Keira assumed 'Ry' referred to Terrell's old friend Ryan. She added nothing more to that conversation, on account of not wanting to make him any more uncomfortable as she already had. Tonight was supposed to be about fun, damnit! She cast another look towards the girl currently performing while they made conversation, but kept her ears open.
As it happened, she didn't have to search for a topic to save the conversation with once they were done; Terrell turned back to the sports talk.
"Our own game, huh? So long as there's none of those sissy touch-tag rules," she said with a giggle, followed by a devious grin. "I wanna be able to tackle people."
To that end, Keira attempted to offer some encouragement. She kept her tone soft and her voice low, to ensure he knew she wasn't scolding him (and to lower the chance of being overheard; she wasn't trying to shame or embarrass him, either). "Listen T, that's admirable and all, really... in any other situation. But the women who get into the ring with you will not hesitate to hold that handicap over you if they pick up on it." She put on a small smile, hoping a bit of positive association might help him take her words to heart. "Try to look at it this way: When you're in a fight, your opponents expect to get hit. It's not immoral or unjustified. They knew what they signed up for. It's not like you're some crazed, violent madman who just wants to hurt people. Okay?"
She shrugged lightly and added, "I guess at the very least, in the ring you could just resort to submission holds or more technical wrestling if you really don't want to lay a hand directly on someone. But I think you gotta overcome this... this concern you have. And I'm willing to help you do that, if you'd like. But we can talk about that later."
And she meant it. What better way to practice than in a controlled environment he knew would be safe? Keira could handle the punishment and wouldn't have to worry about serious injury, and Terrell wouldn't have to worry about fierce retaliation or being judged for his actions.
But this topic could probably wait until after their evening plans.
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His timid nature reared its head again at her jest. She wasn't sure if he simply was uncomfortable with compliments, or the notion of being recognized. "Well, you're gonna have to get used to it, T," Keira said, with a playful pat on the back. "It's only gonna get worse the bigger your name gets. Especially here in your hometown! People love being able to brag that famous people grew up where they're from."
Apparently, the bartender recognized him as well. Keira assumed 'Ry' referred to Terrell's old friend Ryan. She added nothing more to that conversation, on account of not wanting to make him any more uncomfortable as she already had. Tonight was supposed to be about fun, damnit! She cast another look towards the girl currently performing while they made conversation, but kept her ears open.
As it happened, she didn't have to search for a topic to save the conversation with once they were done; Terrell turned back to the sports talk.
"Our own game, huh? So long as there's none of those sissy touch-tag rules," she said with a giggle, followed by a devious grin. "I wanna be able to tackle people."
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"Listen T, that's admirable and all, really... in any other situation. But the women who get into the ring with you will not hesitate to hold that handicap over you if they pick up on it."
Keira's soft smile told him what he already knew: That she wasn't saying this to put him down. Beatriz had told him much the same after watching his match against Serena in particular. Hell, even Serena herself had told him, during their match!
"Try to look at it this way: When you're in a fight, your opponents expect to get hit. It's not immoral or unjustified. They knew what they signed up for. It's not like you're some crazed, violent madman who just wants to hurt people. Okay?"
What she said -- what all three of them had said -- made perfect sense. He knew that he needed to get over this. That there was no avoiding it, not even in Hentai matches. So far, he's had a lot of luck in regards to the sexy stuff, but that's only two matches of that particular flavor.
"I guess at the very least, in the ring you could just resort to submission holds or more technical wrestling if you really don't want to lay a hand directly on someone."
...No. His rational mind knew that would only take him so far. If he was going to be a champion, he was going to need to use all the tools he has at his disposal.
"But I think you gotta overcome this... this concern you have. And I'm willing to help you do that, if you'd like. But we can talk about that later."
Oh, thank goodness she didn't want an answer right now, because...Wow. It was still an uncomfortable concept to him, and the thought of laying hands on Keira was especially off-putting, but...
Yeah. He needs to man up.
"Yeah, I...Yeah. We'll do that. Definitely."
And he meant it. Of course, this was going to require a discussion, but the decision's already been made. He can't turn that down.
His smile was small, but earnest. "Thank you."
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"Well, you're gonna have to get used to it, T. It's only gonna get worse the bigger your name gets. Especially here in your hometown! People love being able to brag that famous people grew up where they're from."
Terrell nodded along, knowing that it was time to break back out of his shell before he falls too deep inside again. "Yeah, you're right. And I plan on making it all the way to the top." He was thinking the same thing she was: Tonight was supposed to be fun! He was supposed to be showing her a good time!
So when their drinks came, he proposed a toast. "To Ryan Huerta, new beginnings...and getting out there and cutting loose! Doing it big and living it up!"
It's exactly what Ryan wanted for him. And to that end, now was the perfect time for a nice drink. One that had some extra tequila poured in by a wise man who saw what his customer needed before he could even think to ask. Expertly applied, with plenty of fruity goodness to go around and keep his taste buds happy, still.
After a couple swallows, he got to what she said about their personalized game of football, that bashfulness melting away to be replaced with a grin that emitted the playful energy that Keira was putting out. "Full contact, it is. I know I'd love to take you down."
Keira's soft smile told him what he already knew: That she wasn't saying this to put him down. Beatriz had told him much the same after watching his match against Serena in particular. Hell, even Serena herself had told him, during their match!
"Try to look at it this way: When you're in a fight, your opponents expect to get hit. It's not immoral or unjustified. They knew what they signed up for. It's not like you're some crazed, violent madman who just wants to hurt people. Okay?"
What she said -- what all three of them had said -- made perfect sense. He knew that he needed to get over this. That there was no avoiding it, not even in Hentai matches. So far, he's had a lot of luck in regards to the sexy stuff, but that's only two matches of that particular flavor.
"I guess at the very least, in the ring you could just resort to submission holds or more technical wrestling if you really don't want to lay a hand directly on someone."
...No. His rational mind knew that would only take him so far. If he was going to be a champion, he was going to need to use all the tools he has at his disposal.
"But I think you gotta overcome this... this concern you have. And I'm willing to help you do that, if you'd like. But we can talk about that later."
Oh, thank goodness she didn't want an answer right now, because...Wow. It was still an uncomfortable concept to him, and the thought of laying hands on Keira was especially off-putting, but...
Yeah. He needs to man up.
"Yeah, I...Yeah. We'll do that. Definitely."
And he meant it. Of course, this was going to require a discussion, but the decision's already been made. He can't turn that down.
His smile was small, but earnest. "Thank you."
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"Well, you're gonna have to get used to it, T. It's only gonna get worse the bigger your name gets. Especially here in your hometown! People love being able to brag that famous people grew up where they're from."
Terrell nodded along, knowing that it was time to break back out of his shell before he falls too deep inside again. "Yeah, you're right. And I plan on making it all the way to the top." He was thinking the same thing she was: Tonight was supposed to be fun! He was supposed to be showing her a good time!
So when their drinks came, he proposed a toast. "To Ryan Huerta, new beginnings...and getting out there and cutting loose! Doing it big and living it up!"
It's exactly what Ryan wanted for him. And to that end, now was the perfect time for a nice drink. One that had some extra tequila poured in by a wise man who saw what his customer needed before he could even think to ask. Expertly applied, with plenty of fruity goodness to go around and keep his taste buds happy, still.
After a couple swallows, he got to what she said about their personalized game of football, that bashfulness melting away to be replaced with a grin that emitted the playful energy that Keira was putting out. "Full contact, it is. I know I'd love to take you down."
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Throughout her little speech, Keira watched Terrell's expression intently. There was some discomfort there, yeah, but for the most part, he seemed to be taking it in stride. That was all Keira hoped.
"Yeah, I...Yeah. We'll do that. Definitely. Thank you."
His answer had, admittedly, surprised her a bit. There was a soft determination in his voice that told her he understood and agreed with what she'd said. It was a confirmation that he wanted to work on it, and was willing to let her help. For now, that was enough. They'd work out the details some other evening. For now, she's just smile and plent a quick kiss on his lips.
Terrell's confidence got a boost after that, proclaiming his goal to reach the top. Keira had no doubt he'd make it there eventually, with his desires and all the support he had. She got her wine - which smelled delicious - and mirrored his toast. This was all relatively new to her, too. Maybe not a beginning, exactly, but... well, maybe it was. She wasn't under Sophie's wing anymore. But she wasn't alone, either; she'd found a partner, someone she could continue to improve alongside, and help him improve, too.
"And you know I'd love for you to take me down," she replied with a sly chuckle. "But don't think I'll be letting you. You'll have to earn it." Outside the bedroom, of course. But she didn't need to say that.
She eyed the stage area again. It sounded like the current singer was wrapping up. "When's our turn?"
"Yeah, I...Yeah. We'll do that. Definitely. Thank you."
His answer had, admittedly, surprised her a bit. There was a soft determination in his voice that told her he understood and agreed with what she'd said. It was a confirmation that he wanted to work on it, and was willing to let her help. For now, that was enough. They'd work out the details some other evening. For now, she's just smile and plent a quick kiss on his lips.
Terrell's confidence got a boost after that, proclaiming his goal to reach the top. Keira had no doubt he'd make it there eventually, with his desires and all the support he had. She got her wine - which smelled delicious - and mirrored his toast. This was all relatively new to her, too. Maybe not a beginning, exactly, but... well, maybe it was. She wasn't under Sophie's wing anymore. But she wasn't alone, either; she'd found a partner, someone she could continue to improve alongside, and help him improve, too.
"And you know I'd love for you to take me down," she replied with a sly chuckle. "But don't think I'll be letting you. You'll have to earn it." Outside the bedroom, of course. But she didn't need to say that.
She eyed the stage area again. It sounded like the current singer was wrapping up. "When's our turn?"
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