Sharaiya and Seraphim ( Medical Facility )

" Why do you think the Era of Hell was born..? I was once a heel, sought out to gain everything.. Thus I took most of the existing heels from this federation, and thus made Era of Hell, though even when we were heels, we had a good time. "

A smile suddenl formed on Sindel's lips, leaning back against the bed to rest against it, her history within the AFW was a horrible one, she did many evil things, aswell and going as far to threaten and attacking the wrestlers at their own homes, though Sindel has returned to set everything right, her first targets were to find and reason with Cerbera, to apologize to Haruka and Masato.. She had so many things to do but she knew in her heart that she'll do them regardless. Her thumb kept stroking over Seraphim's knuckles, as it was soothing her, resuming her conversation with the one eye'd girl.

" Not all heels are the same.. Some are there to feel at home, because being a Heel, means trying to face a whole pack of wrestlers who do not like heels, you leave behind your fame, everything you had gained, just to be someone who you think, is you. Even with Sharaiya over there.. She went Heel because she said she wasn't kind.. Well, maybe it's hard for you to believe, but most of the members I had during my leadership, we usually went out and just did stuff, not evil things, but just things to get to know eachother better and eventually, trust eachother and when we'd be here, we'd act at our worst. "

Sindel's words were true, trying to make Seraphim understand as to why she should be facing her old organization alone, though she did sigh, Seraphim had many good points to make her join, she'd need people to back her up, like today, she was completely destroyed, still feeling that pain was enough to set her back on her resolve but that would only be temporarily. She'd stare back into Seraphim's eye, a grin on her face now as she nodded.

" I'll join. "

Once again, Seraphim would only listen, taking in all of Sindel's words very seriously, knowing all too well that she had valuable information, and she couldn't just turn a blind eye to it (literally) or ignore her. In the short time she had talking to Sindel, Seraphim was growing a respect for the cute kawaii, and decided to still remain at her side, almost feeling... connected with the girl, her free hand now stroking gently through Sindel's hair that reminded her of her own while her other was held softly by the ex-leader, smiling a little at this time they were spending together.

Her lecture had a lot of good points, and it made Seraphim begin to wonder. She was labeled as a Heel herself, and yet her ways as of lately had been... different. The crowd loved her more and more with every match, she was going with a solid record, and yet she had always ended up making friends here in the ring rather than enemies. Most would find her ways to be outside of the typical Heel, but there was a difference between doing things that made people hate you, and simply choosing to have people hate you. Seraphim was supposed to be labeled as a Face or at it's worst, Nuetral when she first entered, but simply by choice, Seraphim decided to be a Heel; she felt that she didn't deserve being liked, she had no reason to.

So.. if Sindel was going to join, then what would her organization be? And.. how would it change Seraphim? She already had her ideas, but she never had anything solid yet. Just to protect other wrestlers, and defeat the Era of Hell. That would... that would make her a Face then, wouldn't it? It was just sudden.. she didn't prepare for an oppurtunitey like this. But...

"Glad to have you aboard then, Welcome to White Gale."

The hand that was stroking through her soft hair, it made her close her eyes and purr out loudly, it felt really pleasant after all that pain and treatment she has put through, it was such caressing she has not felt in months and it was obvious that a blush appeared on Sindel's cheeks, she wasn't accustomed to this at all, after all that fighting, she had never learned the much more gentler way to live her life, it was always the hatred in her heart, the pressure in her soul and the corruption in her mind that made her one of the most terrible heels back in the day, she longed for revenge, maybe even now and trying to hide it. Sindel leans to the side where Seraphim was stroking her, whispering.

" That feels great.. "

Sindel's hand started to move up and down Seraphim's hand, wrist and arm, clearly enjoying herself..

Meanwhile, Sharaiya was still asleep, she was really exhausted before she had the fight and now that she was allowed a pleasant rest, she didn't seem to want to wake up, though her cellphone was starting to vibrate on the desk, not hearing it. Someone had left her a text message.

Seraphim's gentle stroking would slide down a little further when Sindel moved just slightly to the side. Since the girl had her blankets over her and was wearing simply a medical gown, Seraphim didn't go down to far or make her uncomfortable, only trying to help her relax. It looked like the girl had really gone through Hell, and it was just sad to see her in such pain and suffering, Seraphim could only imagine what she had been put through in the ring. Slowly, her hand creapt along Sindel's back as it stroked through her long, silvery-white hair, feeling that even her back seemed to be hurt, causing her to be more diligant and careful, wanting her only to feel relaxed and sooth the pain.

"Hey.. would you mind helping me lead it? Like.. second in command? White Gale is new, but I'm sure with you, Sharaiya, and a few others I plan to recruit, we could really stand a chance against them." For those few moments, Seraphim's words sounded a bit softer and even nervous. She felt a little... small compared to this girl, even if Sindel technically was shorter. It was because Sindel had more experiance with this sort of thing, and she didn't want Sindel to feel in any way less than Seraphim was. In fact, even though this girl had been beaten and lost her position in the Era of Hell, Seraphim still respected this girl with all she was.

As she awaited an answer, Seraphim turned her head suddenly, hearing the vibration sound from the phone on the desk, Sharaiya's no less. She knew it wasn't her business, but Seraphim felt a little... paranoid, she always was just a tad on edge at times. She decided to take a look at it in a few moments, but first, she stayed with Sindel, helping to bring the girl comfort and to get to know her a little better.

Sindel's body almost trembled when the hand glided along her back, closing her eyes completely once more and released a relieving sigh, she nodded at Seraphim and purred out softly.

" Alright.. But I think a organization of faces, would lead themselves, eh? "

Sindel chuckled softly and then heard Sharaiya's cellphone vibrate again, tilting her head to the side to stare at the phone and the Russian, who merely turned to face the wall and curl up under the blankets, not wanting to be disturbed. Sindel would slowly start to sit up, painfully but she had to give Seraphim something, planting her one hand on the bed so she could lift herself up only a bit so she could place a gentle kiss on Seraphim's cheek, releasing the softest of whispers.

" Thank you.. With all my heart.. "

Seraphim chuckled sotly at Sindel's comment, finding it to be somewhat true. But at the same time, did not even the best of wrestlers need a manager? Didn't some of the strongest of teams come from those who worked together for the same goal? And wouldn't this league be a lot more enjoyable if they protected eachother from people like the Era of Hell? In all her questions, she could only see 'yes' as the answer, and so it didn't put a doubt in Seraphim's mind that it would go well, especially with Sindel and Sharaiya's help.

When Sindel started to sit up though, worry grew in Seraphim as she tried to usher the girl to lay back down. She looked like she was suffering a lot of back pain, once again making her wonder just what kind of Hell this girl had gone through. Then, her concern washed away when she felt something she certainly didn't expect, causing her to becoming completely stunned when she felt those small, soft lips press against her cheek lightly. 'Did Sindel just...?' As the question was already answered, knowing what it was when she heard Sindel's words, Seraphim's pale face turned a gentle shade of red and peach, blinking her one eye a few times as she found that to come off as a bit sudden, but certainly comforting.

"I-I um... d-don't mention it. Really I... just did this because it feels right, th-that's all." Trying to play off an excuse, even if it was only half true, Seraphim turned away to hide the redness in her face, letting go of Sindel for now so she could cure her paranoia -and find a good distraction for her sudden embarressment- as she went over to Sharaiya's cell phone. Invasion of privacy or not, she would open it and see what these texts were about...

Sindel laid back down, a little more comfortable then before now that she moved, laying her head back on the pillow and slowly started to close her eyes, she started to feel safe for a change, she didn't need to rely on her own now weakened strength anymore, now she seemed to have a friend that would protect her and would indeed use it to recover. Still, she wondered how many days, maybe even weeks she should be laying here, or atleast be able to fight again.

Sharaiya didn't know what Seraphim was doing, too caught up in her own gentle dreams to even notice her cell phone be messaged. Once Seraphim would be able to get through the advanced menu to the message section, it would be shown that there were two message from a person named. ' Cerbera '. The earlier message said:

" Long time no see, Lunatic Princess. "

And the second wrote:

" Since you wish to meet your sister, we will advize you to join the Era of Hell once more. "

Despite Sharaiya's current history with the Era of Hell and now not being in it, it seems that Cerbera's cellphone number had her own name on it, meaning that it either was on her contact list or still is.

When Seraphim reached Sharaiya's cell phone, she took one last moment to look at Sindel, and then at Sharaiya. Both of which were gently asleep now, putting Seraphim's mind at a bit of ease. It was such an eventful day for her, she had made an enemy; the Era of Hell. And yet, she had also made two friends, and even decided to start planning something that would not only turn her career around, but maybe even her life; The White Gale.

With a long sigh to calm hersel, Seraphim picked up the cell phone, scrolling through the message there. Then, as she read them, a she could only frown and look away, feeling like if Sharaiya read this, then she just might decide to join them again. She... couldn't have that. Sharaiya was going to find her sister, but it wasn't going to do her any good if she joined the Era of Hell, nothing would be accomplished then. And that was why she did what happened next.

She erased the messages.

As well, Seraphim even decided to go a step further, taking down Cerbera's number and enlisting it in her own cell phone, just as a precaution. She may use that for something later...

Sharaiya started to groan softly, she was starting to wake up but not as slow as one might actually take. Suddenly Sharaiya started to sit up, rubbing her knuckles against her eyes while keeping them closed. It also didn't take Sharaiya long to stretching her arms up, her eyes opening to look around, then noticing Seraphim with her cellphone. She wasn't sure why but she simply shrugged any idea from her mind and said sleepily.

" You know Sera.. If you wanna play a game on my cellphone, might wanna ask me first...Unless you like to stumble upon a Strip Poker game. "

Sharaiya giggled, slowly bringing her arms back to her sides and placed her hands on the matrass, pushing a little up before she'd turn to sit on the side of the bed, planting her feet slowly on the floor and narrowed her eyes, testing her feet to see if the pain still kept her silent but she was starting to feel alot better.

"Whaaah!!"
Seraphim practically jumped back and threw her hands up in surprise, nearly throwing the fun up in the air as she did, completely caught off guard when that happened. Her heart pounded for a few seconds, and she tried to recollect herself, giving a nervous smile with an awkward laugh before rubbing the back of her head sheepishly, her whole expression rather cute despite the faint guilt she had written on her face.

"Wh-What are you doing up? Sh-Shouldn't you still be resting?" She asked with her tone slightly stuttering, wiping a sweatdrop from her brow before putting the phone done like nothing happened, trying to dismiss the object completely so she didn't ask anything. She really didn't want to upset Sharaiya, and especially lose her trust, the thought of it would crush Seraphim. So for now, she tried as best as she could to just change the subject, approaching her as she composed herself. "So um... did you sleep well?" Asking with a gentle concern as she calmed down, her racing heart settling down now, she would sit herself on the bed across from Sharaiya, even glancing at Sindel again for the briefest of moments before bending over and putting her hand on Sharaiya's lap.