Post by ♡☈ɑ√əη on Jul 2, 2012 1:19:11 GMT -5
OOC: Written by me & Cheeka
Coming fresh off possibly the worst beatdown of her career, a camera went backstage into the Medic Room, where Raven was force to be in to make sure she hasn’t sustained any major injuries. She sure as hell didn’t wanna be there though; the mollywhuppin’ from Anya, then the grand finale from Brooklyn? Oh, Rae was embarrassed enough & BEYOND pissed. Anya was bad enough, but that Brooklyn heffa stepping in where her hooves need not be stepping in? Over a man that smashed & passed her ass, leaving her with baby mama drama. On top of that had the NERVE to spit on her???! Oh this wasn’t even near the vicinity of “over” between them, but Rae had a bigger crab to boil. With bandages wrapped around her head & ribs, Raven paced the room back & forth trying to convince the medics she didn’t need them.
Rae~ What part of “I’m fine, you jackasses.” don’t y’all understand?? If anyone else tries to touch me with a needle, I’m jamming it in someone’s throat, comprendé?
Raven turned to leave the room, but felt the force of two hands push her back in, slamming her against the wall. That person being the one that put her in the room in the first place, Anya. She stands victorious, and while not cocky about her win, she obviously feels quite a bit of satisfaction in it, after all they'd been through and all the words that were said. She crosses her arms and lets out a small laugh, shaking her head and closing her eyes.
Anya~ It appears you were not all you said you were, doesn't it? That is okay. I know the type you are. English is not first language but that does not make me, how Americans say it, "dumb blonde." Now you are where I said I would put you. I have broken you.
Anya unfolds her arms and paces back and forth around the small room, grinning as she sees her handiwork. As she approaches the medical table, she bends over and leans on it, still watching Raven. At this moment, Raven was bruised in more ways than one, so she wasn’t really up for the back & forth with her....with anyone really as she wasn’t herself right now. Still keeping eye contact with Anya, Rae made this meeting brief cutting her eyes & making her way to the door. Before she could walk out, Anya grips her arm pulling her back in, intentionally slamming her against the wall in the process. Holding Raven against the wall, Anya doesn't even give her the benefit of eye contact, as she simply stares down and shakes her head pitifully.
Anya~ Perhaps you have learned lesson? You now know who superior woman is. You now know it is not you, and that your mouth has had more training than your pitiful little body, comrade. Perhaps you should question your career choice, maybe you belong in "heep-hop" music video, da?
Anya lets out a wicked little chuckle and finally turns to Raven with a halfhearted grin. Again, the once mouthy Vixen is at a loss for words. How could she have retort for the woman that just handed her ass on a silver platter after the smack talk that was shared before? All that was felt was embarrassment. After everything said she couldn’t even clock in to get the job done. All she could do was stand there, taking it all in. Anya continues the assault on Raven's ego.
Anya~ Where is witty comeback? Have you nothing to say, comrade? That is good. Save your words for the others, because I will do to them what I have done to you. You are broken, are you not? I keep my word, little girl. That is your purpose now, to be my little courier. You are nothing more than, what do you call it here again? Ah yes, my bitch.
Anya revels in the moment, nearly bursting into satisfied laughter as she sticks that final knife into her defeated foe and twists the hell out of it. Each word was digging into Rae’s head harder than the beatings she took tonight. After her pride kept her mouth on hush for the longest, Raven was now fed up enough to lay something into Anya & her Better-Than-You bullshit. Marching towards Anya, Rae was face-to-semiface with her adversary.
Rae~ You know what, bitch? Let me tell you something--
Not even two sentences in & Anya shut her down once again, her hand covering Raven’s entire face as she pushed the shorter Vixen to the ground. And with that, the victorious Russian strolled out of the room without looking back, as though she had to move on to bigger and better things. Raven began to seethe as she watched Anya stroll out of the room, getting the last laugh, leaving her with a bruised body & now a bruised ego.
Rae~ What part of “I’m fine, you jackasses.” don’t y’all understand?? If anyone else tries to touch me with a needle, I’m jamming it in someone’s throat, comprendé?
Raven turned to leave the room, but felt the force of two hands push her back in, slamming her against the wall. That person being the one that put her in the room in the first place, Anya. She stands victorious, and while not cocky about her win, she obviously feels quite a bit of satisfaction in it, after all they'd been through and all the words that were said. She crosses her arms and lets out a small laugh, shaking her head and closing her eyes.
Anya~ It appears you were not all you said you were, doesn't it? That is okay. I know the type you are. English is not first language but that does not make me, how Americans say it, "dumb blonde." Now you are where I said I would put you. I have broken you.
Anya unfolds her arms and paces back and forth around the small room, grinning as she sees her handiwork. As she approaches the medical table, she bends over and leans on it, still watching Raven. At this moment, Raven was bruised in more ways than one, so she wasn’t really up for the back & forth with her....with anyone really as she wasn’t herself right now. Still keeping eye contact with Anya, Rae made this meeting brief cutting her eyes & making her way to the door. Before she could walk out, Anya grips her arm pulling her back in, intentionally slamming her against the wall in the process. Holding Raven against the wall, Anya doesn't even give her the benefit of eye contact, as she simply stares down and shakes her head pitifully.
Anya~ Perhaps you have learned lesson? You now know who superior woman is. You now know it is not you, and that your mouth has had more training than your pitiful little body, comrade. Perhaps you should question your career choice, maybe you belong in "heep-hop" music video, da?
Anya lets out a wicked little chuckle and finally turns to Raven with a halfhearted grin. Again, the once mouthy Vixen is at a loss for words. How could she have retort for the woman that just handed her ass on a silver platter after the smack talk that was shared before? All that was felt was embarrassment. After everything said she couldn’t even clock in to get the job done. All she could do was stand there, taking it all in. Anya continues the assault on Raven's ego.
Anya~ Where is witty comeback? Have you nothing to say, comrade? That is good. Save your words for the others, because I will do to them what I have done to you. You are broken, are you not? I keep my word, little girl. That is your purpose now, to be my little courier. You are nothing more than, what do you call it here again? Ah yes, my bitch.
Anya revels in the moment, nearly bursting into satisfied laughter as she sticks that final knife into her defeated foe and twists the hell out of it. Each word was digging into Rae’s head harder than the beatings she took tonight. After her pride kept her mouth on hush for the longest, Raven was now fed up enough to lay something into Anya & her Better-Than-You bullshit. Marching towards Anya, Rae was face-to-semiface with her adversary.
Rae~ You know what, bitch? Let me tell you something--
Not even two sentences in & Anya shut her down once again, her hand covering Raven’s entire face as she pushed the shorter Vixen to the ground. And with that, the victorious Russian strolled out of the room without looking back, as though she had to move on to bigger and better things. Raven began to seethe as she watched Anya stroll out of the room, getting the last laugh, leaving her with a bruised body & now a bruised ego.
