Hardcore Meeting (For Acuya)

Kent gotten an invitation to come visit at the very private and special VIP room where he can meet with someone that he have met in the past and surely looking forward to it, most likely gonna be some lady that probably into him, finally a girl he have met are into his most handsomest looks in the world, appreciating his greatness, helll he is going to enjoy this private meeting.

He gotten himself dressed up, nothing too fancy considered its going to be here in the wrestling league, so its not biggie, but hopefully the girl hes going to meet is mighty fine. Wearing his dark green pants and zipper vest, black boots and gloves, adding his cap and sunglasses. Thinking he looks all good now and ready to head on over to the night time at the VIP room. "Oh right, cant wait to check her out, mmmmhmm!"

He followed where the map showing him how to get to the VIP room, its been ages since he last went into one ever since being a former Tension champ, wishing he could get a second chance but oh well, now hes back after a long hiatus, getting something nice for his return is truly great. Kent found the freakin stairs that was around the corner of the hallway, walking up and soon found a big black door, easily open by his hands, pushing it to see a very large room with furniture, fancy vases, a bar with several dozen of boozes, and some reason, as if they know hes vegetarian and have those salad bar all for him. "Oh yeah veggies!" Heading on over to grab a plate and start stocking em up with some carrots and celery, began to munching em down. "Mmmmmm.... wonder what is this about? Mmmmmm didnt get a chance to read the whole thing....." Kent began taking that invitation note and opening it up fully, reading it now until he gets close to the bottom. "......mmmm?..... *munch munch*....... a special event going on here in this very room?.... *munch.....* wait what?..... Hardcore Match here in this VIP room?! Against who?!"

Kozue Kaburagi was in a rotten mood.

It wasn't just the crap at the battle royal that was getting to her - no, she'd started to get over that. As bullshitty as it was back then, it was something she learned to live with and accept. There were assholes in the AFW, sometimes they were going to screw up matches. It happened. She could move on. She could deal with it.

Then she saw Taylor Parker's little promo on Friction, where she introduced the Higurashi Dojo - except her. Just a nice little slap in the face from the lovable champion. Being treated like she didn't exist worked wonders for Kozue's mood. It really did.

All the rage came back, all the memories flowed back in with it, and, suddenly, she needed to hit someone who really, really deserved it. There was one name that came to her mind like a lightning strike: Kent Quick.

Kozue set up the match and showed up early, coming dressed in her street clothes for the street fight - her shorts, her blue and black sneakers, her favorite Jersey Devils t-shirt. She wanted to be there first, so she could get the jump on Kent and take an early advantage. Cheap? Oh, yeah. But she was facing a former champion, with about three years of experience on her, who outweighed her by about two-hundred pounds. She was pretty sure the fans wouldn't hold it against her if she levelled the playing field a little bit.

She waited in the VIP room's bathroom until she heard Kent make his way in. Kozue was sure it was him, too, because the nut was talking to himself the whole time, announcing his presence to the whole room.

Kozue shook her head and stepped out of the bathroom behind him while he went to the salad bar and started to load up. Like he wasn't here for the match but the buffet. Like he didn't have a care in the world. Like there wasn't an entire locker room full of wrestlers who would have loved to see a chucklefuck like him knocked on his ass.

Oh. She'd enjoy this.

She grabbed a wooden chair, lifted it up, and threw it as far as she could, right into the back of his head.

Kent still munching on the carrot he was enjoyed eating, looking at the paper still as just in disbelief on that he was going to get into a hardcore match afraid to ruin his face, maybe he should of wore that see-through mask just like that one wrestle who also was protecting his face or nose or something, but Kent is more handsomer than him.

Anyway, he still doesnt know who hes actually facing for this match, a set-up match that he didnt fully agree on, looking down at the paper and notices the bottom part is folded up, covering something, moving down his thumb to reveal what it is...... "Kozue Kaburagi? Whos that?"

By the time he finished reading the name of the wrestler, suddenly something hit him hard back of his head, a silent scream by Kent took the hit and dropping his plate food of veggies and stumble into the salad bar, groaning while reaching for his  head, turning around to see who the hell is it and it was that ninja chick that he was ordered to attack at the Tension Battle Royale. "Oh crap... its you!"

Don't talk to Kent Quick. Don't taunt him. Don't play with him.

Kouze remembered the last time she met this asshole, the way he made her fall out of the ring and look like an idiot, the way he body slammed her into the floor and laughed like the fucking moron he was, and she remembered, too well, how powerful that body of his was and how much damage it could do to her. There was no room to mess around here.

Kozue broke into a charge right after the chair hit the back of his head, bolting towards him at full speed. The moment he turned towards her and spoke, she jumped up and came at him with a drop kick, looking to plant her feet in that face of his he loved so much.

"Suprise, shithead!"

Kent couldnt believe it was that ninja chick who he went to ambushed her during that Tension Battle Royale, she must of really pissed off at him for what he have done to her, normally he doesnt do things like that but was kind of have to considered his partner, Killer King, needed him to help out after such a long absent, no other choice really.

Now Kent is paying a price for attacking her and she is going out raging on the man. "Hey hey hey wait a minute, cant we just talk about th---- gahhh!" Kent takes a huge dropkick right at his chest that knocking him back hard into the salad bar that doesht have the shields, sending him over and rolling down to the other side on the floor. "ughhh.... damn....... gahhh..."

...okay, that was surprising. Kozue expected the drop kick to hurt him, but she didn't think it would send him flying like that. She was either getting way, way stronger than she thought she was or Kent Quick had a lot more empty space in that body of his than it looked like.

Not that she was complaining, of course. It was funny as hell to watch.

"Oh, I'm sorry, asshole." Kozue pouted and filled her voice with fake sympathy, as she reached to the side and picked up a few ceramic plates. "Did I ruin-" She threw a plate at him. "-your fucking-" Another plate. "-dinner?" She threw the last two plates at him, one with each hand.

Kent just not ready to do this even not wanting to do the hardcore match, but even if he could escape from the VIP room, the ninja chick, he forget her name exactly, would hunt him down and whoop his ass.

He tries to pushes himself up still winded from the dropkick and soon he looked up to see her up close, he isnt going to like what she got in store for him. "Wait would you.... UGH!..... stop the.... GAH!" He took couple of plates smacking on top of him, hurts like hell and he didnt want any of those hitting his face at all.

Kent barely move himself to reach on the end of the salad bar, he needs to defend himself, whatever he can do. "Ughhh.... its not my fault I have to.... take you out!" He groans while talking, hoping to grab something and felt something glass bottle like, possible some sort of dressing or sauce of some sort, hoping to use it to swing and drizzle across her face, see what color it is. "Ranch? Ugh...."

God, this was cathartic. Fuck ben-wa balls, fuck yoga. Beating the shit out of Kent Quick was all the relaxation Kozue needed. This was righteous fury. "Not your fault? Are you serious  with that shit?"

Kent was reeling so far, so Kozue decided to press her luck and keep the pressure on. She grabbed a food tray with one hand and vaulted over the salad bar with the other, landing nearby as he started to pick himself back up. She moved in, ready to slap him hard across the face with it...until she felt something wet and sticky across her face.

"...the fuck?" Ranch dressing. He'd squirted her in the face with ranch dressing. And this man used to be the World Champion? No wonder people didn't take Tension seriously. How the hell did a lobotomized chimp get his hands on a title belt?

As stupid as it was, she did get some of the stuff in her eyes, and it stung. Kozue had to step back and take a moment to clear it off with her sleeve, grunting with annoyance as she did.

"Well..... you know...... shut up! Nugh....."

He doesnt want to use any weapons on his opponents unless they really pushes him over the edge that actually crossed his mind forcing him to do worst. The ninja chick, who doesnt remember her name, smashed him with couple of hard plates over his back and he went back with his own attack, using what he grabbed blindly, a ranch bottle that smear across her face, successfully blinded her.

**Gross, ranch.....** Slowly standing up to reach for a handful of napkins, wiping his hands clean as much as possible before turning to see her covered in ranch, a perfect timing for him to strike back. "I think... you need a hug little lady...!" Hoping to get close enough to her and reaching his arms around her skinny waist, closing his muscled arms around her and pressing up against his large body, going for a hard bearhug. "Hurrgh!"

Kozue was actually quite fond of Ranch dressing. On her salad. In her mouth. Not so much in her eyes.

In her eyes, it was irritating, and the stuff was so runny that it got all over them. By the time Kozue got them clear, all she could see was Kent's massive body in front of her, reaching for her with outstretched arms. "Oh, God, no."

Being crushed was bad, yes. Kent's power was staggering, and his arms came down on her like a pair of boa constrictors, mercilessly crushing her in the middle. She let out her own silent scream as the piercing pain made its way up her spine.

BUt what really distressed her was being rubbed against Kent's body. She didn't want to touch him. She didn't want to be in the same room with him. She didn't even want to share the same planet with an asshole like this. But, here he was, as close as close got, squeezing the breath out of her. If her stomach wasn't being compressed, she would have vomited. She could feel the bile rise

"...fuck...off me..." Her arms were still free, though, and she put them to good use. Kozue reached up, pressed her hands to Kent's face, and dug all ten of her nails as deep into his skin as she could, furiously scratching away.