Post by kd on Dec 6, 2006 21:49:22 GMT -5
KD is sitting inside of his locker looking through his bag for something following his rather impressive and quick win over Centanni on his first official house show for the WFWF. He continues looking, but appears to never find whatever it was.
KD: “Where in the hell did I put that phone?”
KD continues looking a bit more and gives up as he sits back in his chair which is right in front of his locker. Still sweating profusely from the lights and action of the fight, KD leans over in his chair and whips his face from top to bottom with his white towel. As he rest his towel in his hands, he looks down at it, seeing a slight tinkle of blood from his forehead. It must have been from that head butt he gave Centanni early in his match he thought to himself as he whipped it once more. KD stood up and got into the shower and within minutes, taking a rather quick one, he was out and now drying himself off.
Now with the towel wrapped firmly around his waist, he stops out of the shower and back into the locker room central area as other talent on the card for the night are preparing to go into the ring and compete. KD sticks to himself mostly, not saying anything to the others in the locker room, aware that he was the new guy and did not want to rub too many if any at all the wrong way. About thirty minutes had now past and KD was now fully dressed in his long black jeans, black boots, and open sleeveless black leather jacket to match. KD opened the door with his black backpack on his shoulder and standing almost like clockwork at the door was Ryan who was actually backstage awaiting KD for a post show/match interview.
Ryan: “KD, may I have a word with you?”
KD took his time and turned right into Ryan with a smirk on his face.
KD: “Sure Ryan, I might just have plenty to say after tonight’s match.”
Ryan got a small laugh out of the remark KD made seconds ago as he proceeded with what he wanted to say.
Ryan: “So KD, you really finished off Ryan rather quickly tonight.”
KD: “Yeah and?”
Ryan: “Well, it is no secrete that you have a rich history in this sport but what can we expect from KD in the coming months or years down this new path in the WFWF?”
KD takes a moment to answer while taking a brief sigh.
KD: “You know something Ryan, I am glad you asked that question. Now that I am here in the WFWF, I want to let the world now that it doesn’t matter how many house shows I have to wrestle in, it doesn’t matter if you throw me a sorry a*s broad such as Kira Wright to amuse the fans in my next show, or if you try to hold me down. The fact of the matter is this. KD is in the WFWF, his new home away from home and I will make it to the top and there just ain’t no damn person in this business that wills top me.”
Ryan: “I see.”
KD: “Now then, I got a plan to catch for our next show, some women to have a good time with, and a limo to catch in the mean time so I can enjoy my first win here in the WFWF KD style. If that will be all you have to ask and much more than I planned to say…”
Suddenly, KD and Ryan look off into the distance, as KD quenches his eyes and apparently recognizes something or someone familiar. He peers as far as his eyes could see down the hall where he sees Josh Dean heading around a corner, talking with fellow WFWF wrestlers backstage as they laugh about something unknown to him or Ryan. KD snaps his head back around to Ryan as his eyes hold a look of fierce intent.
KD: “Just what in the hell is he doing here!”
Ryan: “I…What do you mean KD and who are you talking about?”
KD: “What do I mean, that son of a bit*h bet not have followed me here or else. Let me get out of here…I’m starting to see things.”
KD storms off into the distance, leaving Ryan looking confused and yet in wonder of what exactly was KD referring to after he snapped at something or someone he thought he saw.
KD: “Where in the hell did I put that phone?”
KD continues looking a bit more and gives up as he sits back in his chair which is right in front of his locker. Still sweating profusely from the lights and action of the fight, KD leans over in his chair and whips his face from top to bottom with his white towel. As he rest his towel in his hands, he looks down at it, seeing a slight tinkle of blood from his forehead. It must have been from that head butt he gave Centanni early in his match he thought to himself as he whipped it once more. KD stood up and got into the shower and within minutes, taking a rather quick one, he was out and now drying himself off.
Now with the towel wrapped firmly around his waist, he stops out of the shower and back into the locker room central area as other talent on the card for the night are preparing to go into the ring and compete. KD sticks to himself mostly, not saying anything to the others in the locker room, aware that he was the new guy and did not want to rub too many if any at all the wrong way. About thirty minutes had now past and KD was now fully dressed in his long black jeans, black boots, and open sleeveless black leather jacket to match. KD opened the door with his black backpack on his shoulder and standing almost like clockwork at the door was Ryan who was actually backstage awaiting KD for a post show/match interview.
Ryan: “KD, may I have a word with you?”
KD took his time and turned right into Ryan with a smirk on his face.
KD: “Sure Ryan, I might just have plenty to say after tonight’s match.”
Ryan got a small laugh out of the remark KD made seconds ago as he proceeded with what he wanted to say.
Ryan: “So KD, you really finished off Ryan rather quickly tonight.”
KD: “Yeah and?”
Ryan: “Well, it is no secrete that you have a rich history in this sport but what can we expect from KD in the coming months or years down this new path in the WFWF?”
KD takes a moment to answer while taking a brief sigh.
KD: “You know something Ryan, I am glad you asked that question. Now that I am here in the WFWF, I want to let the world now that it doesn’t matter how many house shows I have to wrestle in, it doesn’t matter if you throw me a sorry a*s broad such as Kira Wright to amuse the fans in my next show, or if you try to hold me down. The fact of the matter is this. KD is in the WFWF, his new home away from home and I will make it to the top and there just ain’t no damn person in this business that wills top me.”
Ryan: “I see.”
KD: “Now then, I got a plan to catch for our next show, some women to have a good time with, and a limo to catch in the mean time so I can enjoy my first win here in the WFWF KD style. If that will be all you have to ask and much more than I planned to say…”
Suddenly, KD and Ryan look off into the distance, as KD quenches his eyes and apparently recognizes something or someone familiar. He peers as far as his eyes could see down the hall where he sees Josh Dean heading around a corner, talking with fellow WFWF wrestlers backstage as they laugh about something unknown to him or Ryan. KD snaps his head back around to Ryan as his eyes hold a look of fierce intent.
KD: “Just what in the hell is he doing here!”
Ryan: “I…What do you mean KD and who are you talking about?”
KD: “What do I mean, that son of a bit*h bet not have followed me here or else. Let me get out of here…I’m starting to see things.”
KD storms off into the distance, leaving Ryan looking confused and yet in wonder of what exactly was KD referring to after he snapped at something or someone he thought he saw.
