Post by Kevin "Hitman" Mitchell on Aug 21, 2009 18:12:15 GMT -5
Scene starts in "The Empire" locker room. Kevin "hitman" Mitchell is alone in the locker room with his wrestling attire on and is seen rummaging through his bag looking for something. After a couple of seconds Mitchell takes his hand out and is now holding his phone.
KHM: *mumbles* Every God damn time
Mitchell sits down on the bench and dials a number and puts the phone to his ear. After a couple of seconds Mitchell stiffens up as a mumble on the other end can barley be heard.
KHM: Hi, was wondering if you would be up.
Mitchell smiles sadly as he listens to someone.
KHM: Yeah I knew what you'll do if I call at this time again. Anyway I just needed someone to talk to.
Mitchell stands up and starts to slowly walk up and down the locker room area as the conversation continues between the two.
KHM: I know I do but the thing is.... I can't show any weakness here though. I've worked so hard for this and now it's starting to slip away. It's like amateur wrestling all over again.
Mitchell begins to run his free hand through his hair as he continues his pacing of the locker room.
KHM: No I'm not thinking of coming home yet. I just feel this is my chance to rise to the top but Lately I've been wondering, am I good enough to do it?
Mitchell walks over to the mirror and looks straight at himself.
KHM: It's just that, I had the chance to be number one contender the hard way by beating Jacobs but I couldn't, he was too good and I couldn't get the win. Then on Thursday I decided to go about being champion the easy way and cashed in one of my favors with Lightning and lost again. I beat him not that long ago but this time again, I just wasn't good enough. Now I have to face Ritter and last time we thought I beat him but will it be the same case scenario like Thursday?
Mitchell heads over to one of the benches and sits down again as the conversation continues.
KHM: Thanks I need to hear that. I just have to cut the BS and get on with it. I was always better that way.
Mitchell smiles now and seems to be more lively.
KHM: Your right, I want this more than anything, so I have to be willing to do anything to make it happing.
Mitchell stands up and heads over to his locker and wicked grin appears on Mitchell's face.
KHM: I know what I have to do now. I'll make Ritter as an example to everyone else. He's one of the top guys and been here from the beginning. It actually makes sense, skin the older wolf to show the pup a lesson. Hopefully that will remind Rod that I am still after the title, then he'll remember he owes me one more favor.
Mitchell opens his locker.
KHM: Thanks again wish we could talk for longer but I have to get ready, call me when you are feeling up to it tomorrow, right, tell everyone I was asking for them, right bye.
Mitchell puts the phone in the locker and closes it shut. He takes one deep breath and heads for the door mumbling
KHM: Am I good enough? Time to find out
*Hopefully I made this in time*
KHM: *mumbles* Every God damn time
Mitchell sits down on the bench and dials a number and puts the phone to his ear. After a couple of seconds Mitchell stiffens up as a mumble on the other end can barley be heard.
KHM: Hi, was wondering if you would be up.
Mitchell smiles sadly as he listens to someone.
KHM: Yeah I knew what you'll do if I call at this time again. Anyway I just needed someone to talk to.
Mitchell stands up and starts to slowly walk up and down the locker room area as the conversation continues between the two.
KHM: I know I do but the thing is.... I can't show any weakness here though. I've worked so hard for this and now it's starting to slip away. It's like amateur wrestling all over again.
Mitchell begins to run his free hand through his hair as he continues his pacing of the locker room.
KHM: No I'm not thinking of coming home yet. I just feel this is my chance to rise to the top but Lately I've been wondering, am I good enough to do it?
Mitchell walks over to the mirror and looks straight at himself.
KHM: It's just that, I had the chance to be number one contender the hard way by beating Jacobs but I couldn't, he was too good and I couldn't get the win. Then on Thursday I decided to go about being champion the easy way and cashed in one of my favors with Lightning and lost again. I beat him not that long ago but this time again, I just wasn't good enough. Now I have to face Ritter and last time we thought I beat him but will it be the same case scenario like Thursday?
Mitchell heads over to one of the benches and sits down again as the conversation continues.
KHM: Thanks I need to hear that. I just have to cut the BS and get on with it. I was always better that way.
Mitchell smiles now and seems to be more lively.
KHM: Your right, I want this more than anything, so I have to be willing to do anything to make it happing.
Mitchell stands up and heads over to his locker and wicked grin appears on Mitchell's face.
KHM: I know what I have to do now. I'll make Ritter as an example to everyone else. He's one of the top guys and been here from the beginning. It actually makes sense, skin the older wolf to show the pup a lesson. Hopefully that will remind Rod that I am still after the title, then he'll remember he owes me one more favor.
Mitchell opens his locker.
KHM: Thanks again wish we could talk for longer but I have to get ready, call me when you are feeling up to it tomorrow, right, tell everyone I was asking for them, right bye.
Mitchell puts the phone in the locker and closes it shut. He takes one deep breath and heads for the door mumbling
KHM: Am I good enough? Time to find out
*Hopefully I made this in time*
