Post by Oni Kymiku on Nov 3, 2014 7:18:17 GMT -5
Following LAW #17, I stood outside the locker room, pacing back and forth with a distraught look on my face. My sister and I got our second victory as tag team, but it wasn’t in any way how I wanted it. I couldn’t get the image of Ny blasting our opponent from behind with that belt out of my head. That wasn’t who she was…and that wasn’t how we did things…
…that’s the way you use to do things, maybe sweet innocent little Nyako is less like this fake new you and more like the way we use to be…
I shook my head at that notion, not wanting to believe it. ‘No…this isn’t Ny…this is my fault!’ I thought to myself, I drove her over the edge with the news about the stupid sex tape. That was it…it had to be. My sister wasn’t a bad person and she had said it herself, she considered Camacho to be a friend, especially after she saved me from Grey and St. Clair…so this was certainly against her nature…out of her character. There was no other way to justify it.
“Errr…excuse me…Oni, do you mind if I get a get a few words with you?” I glanced over and saw Carmen Diaz standing there, with LAW cameras behind her.
I glared at the closed door, knowing that Ny would be coming out at any moment, and I wanted to be there when she did. I turned back to Carmen, “Look Ms. Diaz…I know you want a statement from us about the end of that match…but I really have no explanation for it, other than my sister being under a lot of stress. So, if you don’t mind, can you please just pass on to Taylor and Camacho that we are very sorry for the finish of that match, it was not the way we wanted to win it.”
Carmen nodded, “Yes…I’ll do what I can, but that isn’t what I want to talk about. I’d like to ask you about this alleged sex video…”
I hadn’t forgotten about it…but this was not something I wanted to deal with in the public right now…I still had to explain it to my sister…assuming I even could. “Look Ms. Diaz…I understand that you have a job to do and this is something you feel you need to get out to the public, but this involves my personal life…not my life inside that squared circle. If you are looking for a sound byte…here is one for you play that pertains to what happens INSIDE the ring.”
I walked over to Carmen, getting close to the microphone and making sure that the camera was on me. “This message is for Violet…you don’t know me and I don’t know you. After seeing what you did to Miyoko last show…I wouldn’t care to know you, but let me make this perfectly clear…I understand that you are some sort of vaunted queen bitch wannabe here and you are looking to remind everyone if who and how bad you are…but do it in the ring like the champion you claimed you are and not like the coward you seem to be! Miyoko doesn’t need anyone to fight her battles for her…so I won’t step on her toes…she doesn’t need or want my help…but I won’t stand idly by if you try to take advantage of her again…you and I will have a BIG problem if you do!”
I turned my attention to Miyoko, speaking earnestly in Japanese, “<Oshiro…I know that you felt slighted by my sister and I…for that, I apologize…we never meant any offense. While I know you have no intention of standing with us…I want you to know that I have every intention of standing behind you regarding this honorless dog Violet and her unwarranted aggression toward you.”>
As I concluded my statement, I could tell that Carmen was not happy with me refusing to speak about what she really wanted to talk about. “Oni…I am sure that Miyoko appreciates what…whatever you just said…but this video is big news and it affects this company. There are people standing outside the arena right now protesting and calling you immoral…calling for LAW to fire you. You have to make a statement.”
‘Protesting?’ and ‘calling for me to be fired?’ this all hit me like a punch to the gut. This was the distraction that I was trying to avoid being…this was the problem for my sister that I swore I would not be. I stared at Carmen blankly, not knowing what to say. It wasn’t until I felt a hand on my shoulder that I realized that SoLo had come over.
SoLo stood between me and Carmen. “I am sorry Ms. Diaz, but my sister has no comment right now. We will put out a statement after we have had time to look at this situation, from all angles. Until then…please give us a little space.”
I could see that Carmen wasn’t happy, but it was clear that she was going to get nothing out of me. As Carmen walked off, SoLo turned to me, her large brown eyes searching out mine. “Oni…I will deal with the people outside…I made arrangements for a car to pick you and Ny up at the south side exit, okay?”
I smiled and nodded at her. “Thank you Song…but shouldn’t you come with us?”
She shook her head, “I will join you after I deal with this situation. I’m your business manager now…remember?” She took a deep breath, “But we will have to talk about this…the three of us, all together.”
I nodded, “The three of us…I promise.”
SoLo nodded as she hugged me tightly, whispering into my ear. “Everything will be okay…I promise. We will work through this.”
As she pulled away and head off to do some ‘damage control’ I turned my attention back to the locker room where my sister was finishing her shower. We had things to talk about…namely her snapping at the end of our match. I knew it was my fault…but I didn’t want my actions to drive her to such methods…especially where it concerned someone that we considered a friend and ally like Gabby Camacho…
…screw that fat ass bitch, that title she has belongs to Nyako now…whether she knows it or not; this was just a little wake up call for her and everyone else in LAW…
‘I don’t believe that’ I thought to myself in response to my inner thoughts…
…you better start believing it sister, you heard what Violet had to say tonight, if Nyako doesn’t stake her claim with action…she’ll be nothing more than a paper tiger with a target on her back like Camacho; she needs to show everyone that she’s not messing around…the same way you use to before you became a fucking pussy…
I clenched my fists, tuning out the negative thoughts as the door finally opened and my sister appeared…this was going to be interesting…
…you damn right…
…that’s the way you use to do things, maybe sweet innocent little Nyako is less like this fake new you and more like the way we use to be…
I shook my head at that notion, not wanting to believe it. ‘No…this isn’t Ny…this is my fault!’ I thought to myself, I drove her over the edge with the news about the stupid sex tape. That was it…it had to be. My sister wasn’t a bad person and she had said it herself, she considered Camacho to be a friend, especially after she saved me from Grey and St. Clair…so this was certainly against her nature…out of her character. There was no other way to justify it.
“Errr…excuse me…Oni, do you mind if I get a get a few words with you?” I glanced over and saw Carmen Diaz standing there, with LAW cameras behind her.
I glared at the closed door, knowing that Ny would be coming out at any moment, and I wanted to be there when she did. I turned back to Carmen, “Look Ms. Diaz…I know you want a statement from us about the end of that match…but I really have no explanation for it, other than my sister being under a lot of stress. So, if you don’t mind, can you please just pass on to Taylor and Camacho that we are very sorry for the finish of that match, it was not the way we wanted to win it.”
Carmen nodded, “Yes…I’ll do what I can, but that isn’t what I want to talk about. I’d like to ask you about this alleged sex video…”
I hadn’t forgotten about it…but this was not something I wanted to deal with in the public right now…I still had to explain it to my sister…assuming I even could. “Look Ms. Diaz…I understand that you have a job to do and this is something you feel you need to get out to the public, but this involves my personal life…not my life inside that squared circle. If you are looking for a sound byte…here is one for you play that pertains to what happens INSIDE the ring.”
I walked over to Carmen, getting close to the microphone and making sure that the camera was on me. “This message is for Violet…you don’t know me and I don’t know you. After seeing what you did to Miyoko last show…I wouldn’t care to know you, but let me make this perfectly clear…I understand that you are some sort of vaunted queen bitch wannabe here and you are looking to remind everyone if who and how bad you are…but do it in the ring like the champion you claimed you are and not like the coward you seem to be! Miyoko doesn’t need anyone to fight her battles for her…so I won’t step on her toes…she doesn’t need or want my help…but I won’t stand idly by if you try to take advantage of her again…you and I will have a BIG problem if you do!”
I turned my attention to Miyoko, speaking earnestly in Japanese, “<Oshiro…I know that you felt slighted by my sister and I…for that, I apologize…we never meant any offense. While I know you have no intention of standing with us…I want you to know that I have every intention of standing behind you regarding this honorless dog Violet and her unwarranted aggression toward you.”>
As I concluded my statement, I could tell that Carmen was not happy with me refusing to speak about what she really wanted to talk about. “Oni…I am sure that Miyoko appreciates what…whatever you just said…but this video is big news and it affects this company. There are people standing outside the arena right now protesting and calling you immoral…calling for LAW to fire you. You have to make a statement.”
‘Protesting?’ and ‘calling for me to be fired?’ this all hit me like a punch to the gut. This was the distraction that I was trying to avoid being…this was the problem for my sister that I swore I would not be. I stared at Carmen blankly, not knowing what to say. It wasn’t until I felt a hand on my shoulder that I realized that SoLo had come over.
SoLo stood between me and Carmen. “I am sorry Ms. Diaz, but my sister has no comment right now. We will put out a statement after we have had time to look at this situation, from all angles. Until then…please give us a little space.”
I could see that Carmen wasn’t happy, but it was clear that she was going to get nothing out of me. As Carmen walked off, SoLo turned to me, her large brown eyes searching out mine. “Oni…I will deal with the people outside…I made arrangements for a car to pick you and Ny up at the south side exit, okay?”
I smiled and nodded at her. “Thank you Song…but shouldn’t you come with us?”
She shook her head, “I will join you after I deal with this situation. I’m your business manager now…remember?” She took a deep breath, “But we will have to talk about this…the three of us, all together.”
I nodded, “The three of us…I promise.”
SoLo nodded as she hugged me tightly, whispering into my ear. “Everything will be okay…I promise. We will work through this.”
As she pulled away and head off to do some ‘damage control’ I turned my attention back to the locker room where my sister was finishing her shower. We had things to talk about…namely her snapping at the end of our match. I knew it was my fault…but I didn’t want my actions to drive her to such methods…especially where it concerned someone that we considered a friend and ally like Gabby Camacho…
…screw that fat ass bitch, that title she has belongs to Nyako now…whether she knows it or not; this was just a little wake up call for her and everyone else in LAW…
‘I don’t believe that’ I thought to myself in response to my inner thoughts…
…you better start believing it sister, you heard what Violet had to say tonight, if Nyako doesn’t stake her claim with action…she’ll be nothing more than a paper tiger with a target on her back like Camacho; she needs to show everyone that she’s not messing around…the same way you use to before you became a fucking pussy…
I clenched my fists, tuning out the negative thoughts as the door finally opened and my sister appeared…this was going to be interesting…
…you damn right…