Batti: "Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" ^_^
Ramparte: "What are you doing?! WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING!?"
The eccentric blonde sat on a conveyor belt, hugging her Captain Claws teddy bear. She flashed The Recluse the peace sign. A titan of a compressor slammed down behind her, making everything around them shake. The superstar pulled at his hair, trying to figure out how to get her off of the contraption.
Batti: "Rammikun cares about me! You hear that, Captain Claws?"
Ramparte: "ENOUGH GAMES!!! You're going to get hurt! Jump off!"
Batti: "Catch me, Onii-Chan!" :$
Ramparte: "...brother?"
Shrek: "...donkeh?"
Donkey: "SHREK!"
Batti Otaku leaped from the conveyor in the nick of time, giving the ogre and the ass a Double Clothesline! She jumped right back up, landing on her feet. Puss N' Boots crawled from underneath the mechanical monster, trying to give the possessed anime lover the slip. Batti turned around and saw the cat.
Batti: "Bakkkkka Bommmmmb!"
Puss: "Bakkawhatnow?"
The teenager shoved the feline between her thighs, and grabbed his shoulders. The move looked like The Denouement, Ramparte's finisher, until she lifted him up into a Powerbomb position. She brought the kitty down and pinned him.
Batti: "Count, senpai, count!!!"
Ramparte: "Oh! Uhh yeah sure."
With three slaps against the concrete floor, Batti defeated Dreamworks. Fireworks went off and Hiccup and Po The Panda came out to congratulate her successful win by honoring her with an Elite PiXar Openweight Title.
Batti: "But that's Disney property. I need to get on Disney's roster before I can get that title. I haven't even made my debut in WZCW yet." :/
Ramparte: "WZCW?!?!"
Batti: "I got the call!"
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Batti: "I got the call, Ram-chan!"
Ramparte woke up to the sudden pressure on his abdomen. His eyes opened and there was his maid, lying right on top of him with her hair in pigtails and the goofiest fucking grin plastered on her face. He turned red and grasped at his blanket, shrinking down.
Batti: "I got the call that you messaged me to get! Mr. Dilip is expecting us to be at Veejay's next photoshoot. I can't wait to see the Bollywood actor go without a shirtwhyareyouhidingfromme???" :O
She tugged at the covers curiously. Ramparte slapped her hand away.
Batti: "Oooooohhh. You're nekkid under there. Are you naked, senpai?"
The only visible part of Ramparte was an arm. With it he pointed towards the door, suggesting she leave.
Batti: "Ah. Senpai is naked. First sexy Veejay, now sexy Ram. Such a buzzkill you're not doing your Catalyst thing. I heard you liked walking around naked without a care. Is it because I'm a girl? How annoying!" X(
The two sat there in awkward silence.
Batti: "IDK what came over me...guess it's because I haven't blogged in a while...I'll go and get the car ready so you can get dressed."
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With the odd dream and the sexually deprived outburst, Ramparte did all he could to distance himself from his maid. The photoshoot was a spectacle- cameras flashed left and right as if it was an apocalyptic thunderstorm. He had the sneaking suspicion that a majority of the pictures would be used for some wrestling article and not in some Bollywood rag, with a majority of photographers wearing WZCW merchandise. "ReMarkable" and "I Only Hit Crit With A Warblade" adorned many shirts. He found the man he was looking for, and gave him a knowing smile. They shook hands.
Dilip:
"Ramparte! So finally nice to meet you. I'm sorry Veejay isn't doing this himself, but as you can see, he is very busy at the moment."
A shirtless Veejay is striking a very attractive pose. His sunglasses reflect the shutter lights as they hone in on a blonde fangirl.
Dilip:
"Anyways, I was under the impression that you are mute. I can remedy this fairly easy if you just step this way."
The two men walk away from the crowd and towards a dry erase board. It had the schedule of models/celebrities to meet, the dates, and Veejay was the last on the list. Dilip took the black eraser and wiped the words away in a frantic sweep. He handed Ramparte a bright red marker.
Dilip:
"Now, I must say I am rather suspicious of you. Your history with my client and your time as a wrestler does make me uneasy with you teaming with him. Cerberus still leaves a bad taste in many mouths, including mine. Why should I trust you?"
The Recluse gave the Indian man a long, calculating look. He sighed, and started to scribble on the board.
Ramparte:
"I am not who I was back then. You can trust me."
Dilip:
"What was it that made you change your ways? I don't know if I am on board with that answer."
The Recluse looked to the ground. It was a complicated answer, and there wasn't much space to jot it all down. He wondered, and glanced up to where Veejay was. He was embracing Captain Claws, pouting into the cameras. Batti Otaku was on her knees turning the deepest shade of red. Ramparte made a guttural chuckling noise that even surprised him.
He can laugh? He began to etch on the schedule.
Ramparte:
"Her."
The older man moved his gaze from Ramparte to Batti. He gave a warm smile.
Dilip:
"Ah. Love. Love kills the demon inside us all, friend."
Ramparte shook his head furiously, but Veejay's manager ignored it.
Dilip:
"I think I can trust you. But can I trust you to beat this Tony Mancini and Kagura lady? To help Veejay get the win? He has been very down on his luck lately. The love of his life, Saffron, is in a hospital. He isn't happy he lost at Gold Rush, the place that made him a star. He needs a tag team specialist like yourself. Will you help him?"
The Recluse nodded, and erased "Her.".
Dilip:
"You know, I was in attendance and saw what the girl did to you. Using witchcraft and the like. I've also seen you handle the Italian, but Kagura is in his corner now. They won't be easy. Can you handle that kind of fire power?"
He reflected on the shrine maiden. She stole his voice. Had taken his very fangs. Cerberus was no more. Trinity disbanded. This war was his and his alone. He now had to fight the darkness that he once called home.
He turned away from Dilip, answering his question with a question of his own.
Ramparte:
"Kagura is mine. But is the mobster Veejay's?"
Dilip:
"I suppose that is fair. Of course. Well, I'm glad you're looking out for my client's best interests. Seems your girlfriend isn't. Promiscuous type, isn't she?"
The Recluse's face shot up and searched for his maid. Veejay was batting her off with the teddy bear.
Batti: "Just one hug, c'mon! :'(
Dilip "Yeah, you and your lady should probably head out before Security decides to make this weird."
Ramparte sighed, and shook Dilip's hand again. He then leisurely walked up to Batti, picked her up and slung her over his shoulder without missing a beat. Otaku snatched Captain Claws out of Veejay's grasp and stuck her tongue out at him.
Batti: "Bleh. It's okay. Next time, Mr. Veejay-sama. Next time. For now I'll just take Ram's hugs... Oye, not so hard!"
Ramparte smiled as he threw the weeaboo into the backseat.
Tonight it was his turn to be in the driver's seat.