Post by Kayda Erikson on Oct 10, 2013 1:34:22 GMT -5
The Unholy Angel, Kayda Erikson makes her way through the downtown streets of Staten Island, New York wearing a light denim jacket zipped about three quarters of the way up, and a long black skirt. A pair of wedge sandals on her exposed feet, as the warm breeze blows through her hair.
Last Primetime, I made my debut. I could tell by the reaction of the crowd that they enjoyed what I did to Sapphire, and let's be honest, she deserved it. After I beat her, I rubbed it in her face because she deserved to know that she isn't anything close to what she thinks she is. She, like mostly all of the other women think that they have a God given right to be on top of the company. Of course, in Sapphire's case, she might actually have been.
Kayda laughs, as she heads into the crosswalk, and resumes talking while she waits for the green light to cross.
Anyway, enough wasted breath on her. Next Primetime, I face Taryn Terrell. From what I've heard of her, she seems to be one of the ones who is willing to work for what she wants, and isn't just the typical pretty face. She also didn't get along with Sapphire, so that's already something that we have in common.
The light finally turns green, as Kayda walks across the street and turns towards an apartment complex at the end of the block.
But just because we have some common ground, doesn't mean that I'm going to make it easy for her to beat me. I'm still The Unholy Angel and the Creator of Chaos, and Taryn is no exception. Sieben ist meine zahl, and Taryn is just going to be the next person to find that out.
Kayda makes her way up the steps to the complex, and opens the double doors slipping inside and out of view.
Last Primetime, I made my debut. I could tell by the reaction of the crowd that they enjoyed what I did to Sapphire, and let's be honest, she deserved it. After I beat her, I rubbed it in her face because she deserved to know that she isn't anything close to what she thinks she is. She, like mostly all of the other women think that they have a God given right to be on top of the company. Of course, in Sapphire's case, she might actually have been.
Kayda laughs, as she heads into the crosswalk, and resumes talking while she waits for the green light to cross.
Anyway, enough wasted breath on her. Next Primetime, I face Taryn Terrell. From what I've heard of her, she seems to be one of the ones who is willing to work for what she wants, and isn't just the typical pretty face. She also didn't get along with Sapphire, so that's already something that we have in common.
The light finally turns green, as Kayda walks across the street and turns towards an apartment complex at the end of the block.
But just because we have some common ground, doesn't mean that I'm going to make it easy for her to beat me. I'm still The Unholy Angel and the Creator of Chaos, and Taryn is no exception. Sieben ist meine zahl, and Taryn is just going to be the next person to find that out.
Kayda makes her way up the steps to the complex, and opens the double doors slipping inside and out of view.
