Don't Taze Me, Sis

Taylor stepped off the train and headed straight for the Friction gym, though she wasn't dressed to work out. She looked about as professional as her punky fashion sensibilities would allow, in a white button-down shirt over a charcoal-gray pleated miniskirt. She had the sleeves rolled to her elbows and wore a variety of bracelets, and an intricate choker necklace of intertwining wire with a strand of black velvet running through the middle. She wore thigh high stockings and flame red shoes, and she carried with her a manila folder, though she didn't know if she would even need it. The last accessory to her outfit had her a little worried: the sling for her right arm.

Arriving at the Friction building on officially-unofficial business had her more nervous than if she had come just to workout and spar. Brittany Luvve gave her every reason to be.

As she walked into the gym, striding with confidence in her flashy red shoes, she spotted the Viper right away. She looked... different, in ways she couldn't completely pin down. She didn't approach her right away, but called to her from a safe distance.

"Hey, Brittany!" She shouted, and gave a wave with her one good arm. "Dude, I wanna talk to you for a minute!"

Brittany had been spending most of her free time in the gym lately in an effort to improve herself. Brittany had taken her last lose very hard and the fact that Karisma had nearly left her hit Brittany pretty hard. Brittany had just finished working over a punching bag so she was sitting on a bench wearing a white tank top, some tight fitting sweatpants, a pair of white sneakers, and Brittany had a towel draped over her head.

Brittany had just finished taking a sip from her water bottle when she heard Taylor yelling over to her. Brittany looked over at Taylor and silent swore to herself. "Great, this day just got better." Brittany said to herself before standing up and removing the towel from her head. Brittany then walked towards Taylor with a confused look in her eye but Brittany made sure to keep her eyes pinned to Taylor as Brittany still hated her. "What do you want?"

"Hey," Taylor said again once the two made eye contact. She held up her hand, palm out, as a white flag, and took a couple little steps closer.

"Don't worry, man, I'm not gonna ruin your day or anything. I sure as shit am not gonna come after you now!" She laughed, only a little, and nodded toward her sling. "So like, don't fuckin' taze me or anything, a'right? I come in peace and whatever."

She paused, and considered her approach. "So like... You didn't join in the fun when Death Bunny was taking years off my life..."

Brittany stop as Taylor took a few steps towards her. "Yeah i figured you wouldn't try anything after what happened to you." Brittany said as she looked at Taylor's sling. "I am surprised you even came to see me. I thought you had a legion of people that you had to take care of." Brittany said as she gave Taylor a glare before letting out a sigh. "Of course not. I wanted to beat you. I wanted to beat you bad but i didn't want to end your career. It was my mistake to even take part in that match." Brittany said before she still felt a bit bad for what happened.

"So, what do i owe the pleasure of your company?" Brittany said as she took a step towards Taylor to try and intimidate her injured rival.

"Yeah, yeah."

Taylor rolled her eyes. She didn't need Brittany to talk shit about her injury. She knew what happened. She was there.

When Brittany became confrontational, though more subtly so than in the past, Taylor locked eyes with her and didn't budge an inch. She wasn't going to let some bitch scare her, not when every dirty bitch in AFW was coming out of the woodwork to get a piece of her.

"Well, first off I wanted to say thanks for not killing me when you had the chance and stuff. But if I know anything about villains, there's a good chance that later on you'll be all like I should've killed you when I had the chance!" She held up her hand dramatically.

"But... What I really wanted to say was that it seems like you want a fair fight, and I'm cool with that. But... Sticking with Kelly, man, that's not gonna make that happen. Know what I mean? If you do it for Kelly, then she's gonna be right there waiting to fuck it up somehow. You know that."

Brittany couldn't help but let out a laugh as Taylor called her a cliche villain. "If i wanted you dead i would have ended you the first time i ended your career." Brittany said as she locked eyes with Taylor. "And who said i want a fair fight. I just want you and me in the ring, just us. So, i can take you apart and show the world just how much of a loser you are and just how much better i am than you."

Brittany then took a step away from Taylor and turned her back on her. "Don't worry. I am done with Kelly Conway. I made that mistake once and i will not do it again. I don't need her and she should learn to watch her back." Brittany said as she would turn her head towards Taylor to flash Taylor her usual evil smile.

Taylor flopped her hand in exasperation. "Oh, my god, dude. Can you just be cool for like five minutes?"

She scowled back at Brittany, and decided to get right to the point. "Okay, you did such a great job ending my career the first time that I went on to win the Friction World Title. Makes sense. But I'm gonna get the title back, from Kelly, and after I do..." She paused. Did she even need this part if Brittany was already done with Kelly?

"...I could see maybe defending it against you, know what I mean?"

Brittany turned back to Taylor as Taylor started acting all high and mighty again. "Fine i will coll off if you stop acting all high and mighty for five minutes. But i don't think you can actually do that." Brittany said as she would lock eyes with Taylor again. "And you are going to win back the title. I don't think you have it in you to handle someone like Kelly. And your arm proves that." Brittany said as she pointed at Taylor's sling.

"Your goody two shoes act won't save you from whatever Kelly has planned. And if you keep acting so damn stupid she may end your career next." Brittany said as she would step towards Taylor again. "But fine, let's say you win the title and i get to kick your ass to win it from you. What do you want from me? I am sure you didn't come all this way just to tell me that, did you?" Brittany said as she wouldn't put it past Taylor to rub something like that in Brittany's face.

Taylor closed her eyes and buried her face in her palm. She wasn't sure what she had been expecting... But she had been hoping for anything but this.

"Okay, Brittany. Good talk. Always a pleasure." She looked up at the girl and shook her head. "Just forget I said anything."

She turned to leave without another word. Brittany could be bestest buddies with Kelly for all she cared, it just wasn't worth trying to machete her way through Brittany's tired bullshit to say anything meaningful to her. She knew not to get her hopes up about Brittany Luvve of all people, but she couldn't help being disappointed.

Brittany watched as Taylor face palmed and began to walk away. "Hey where do you think you are going?" Brittany said as she would reach out to grab at Taylor's arm to turn her around. "It is not polite to just come in here to take my time, then just leave." Brittany said as she would squeeze Taylor's shoulder. "Look i know we don't like each other but don't just some here and waste my time."

Brittany looked Taylor in the eyes "You know you can't beat Kelly. She knows how you fight and she will find a way to beat you and your goody two shoe attitude every time." Brittany said as she would let go of Taylor's shoulder. "Now why don't you try again. What did you come here to talk to me about?" Brittany said as she waited to see if Taylor would just leave or stay to talk.