Bleed it out Hunny

Feeding my Ego
Rocsi vs. Knight II

Loca Rocsi
“One step closer.”

She whispers to herself as she looks out over the city of Vancouver.

Leaning against the balcony, the Fatal Attraction seemed to have a content and relaxed look on her face, even with the minor bruise under her chin

Loca’s Friend
“You should be taking it easy”

Says a voice from the shadows behind her

Loca’s Friend
“Getting prepared for Knight and not killing yourself training.”

He tells her never leaving the shadow, he toss her an ice pack.

Looking to the pack and then in to the shadows for a moment, she then goes back to looking towards the skyline.

Loca’s Friend
“I am preparing myself for Rosalie, and after putting her down for the three count. Nothing and no one can stand in our way.”

Her voice was reverent, calm.

He recognized that smile on her face, it was the same sort of smile she used to have when she was talking about her family, when she was hanging out with him and their friends. Now the only time it ever emerged is when she’s talking about being in the ring and causing a serious hurting to someone - or a serious hurting is caused to her. He exhales from the shadows

Loca’s Friend
“So you think she’s going to be easy then?”

Shaking her head, she reaches down and picks up the long neck beer bottle

Loca Rocsi
“No. I never expect anyone to be easy”

The man from the shadows goes to say something, Loca gives him a sideways glance and a faint smirk

Loca Rocsi
“She’s a hot young blooded female looking to make a name for herself, looking to take I Dubb by storm”

She glances towards him

Loca Rocsi
“Which means he’s extra hungry.”

She turns and leans against the balcony, now looking into the penthouse

Loca Rocsi
“And looking to impress and endear the fans and those in the back by going toe to toe with one of the hottest names in the industry, instead of dealing with curtain jerkers and ring rats.”

Her confidence had grown in the weeks and months since the two had connected. Loc’s Friend had always believed that Loca was far too humble when it came to wrestling. She never believed that she was good enough, never believed that she could run with the big dogs - even -if- she was one of those so called big dogs. She had taken people to their limit and back again, and each time afterward, after every single victory she still criticized herself, she continued to push herself. Every crushing defeat had re-affirmed her opinion. That had all changed, perhaps one of the few positives in the new and improved Loca

Loca Rocsi
“But see, what he might very well forget is that.. I’m just as hungry, if not more so. Fuck I am ravenous, I am starving to get into a championship picture and to show everyone in this god damned place that WE are a force to be reckoned with, that WE are not to be fucked with.”

Her voice was growing louder. Loud enough that it caused another resident of the hotel to yell out a window

Other Resident
“Shut the fuck up! People are trying to sleep!”

Loca Rocsi
“Too fucking bad!”

Loca yells back, seemingly not one to take criticism of any sort now. Her blue eyes glancing towards the shadows

Loca Rocsi
“I was serious when I said that the only way to burn this company is to be the one at the top. That’s going to be me. No one, not Rosalie Knight, not Steel Angel not even little ickle BMac is going to be able to stop me. And then after that….”

Her lip twitches faintly

Loca Rocsi
“After that, the rebellion begins.”

The man in the dark exhales, and leans his arms against the balcony, quietly contemplating for a moment.

Loca’s Friend
”That’s all well and good but you have Knight first.”

He motions with a free hand

Loca’s Friend
“How are you going to take care of him?”

Loca drains her long neck and then picks up another one, squeezing off the top of the bottle before taking another long drink. Seemingly savoring the bitterness of the beer for a moment, she exhales as she answers

Loca Rocsi
“Knight is nothing more than a fan, better yet I see her as the next Alison Williams, a career that just keeps getting fucked!”

Her size had always been a double edged sword for her in the ring, and her friend knew that just as his own was. They never suspected the smaller ones to have much power behind them, but she used her own force of momentum as well as her opponents to take them down. Unfortunately, it also meant that when the faster got their hands on her, they could definitely do some damage. Not like that seemed to matter much to Loca, she took the pain easily enough, even when she should stay down - she didn’t.

Loca’s Friend
“Lure her in, like a honey trap.”

Her nose wrinkles

Loca Rocsi
“Can we find a better term to use, please?”

Which causes him to laugh. There were moments when the old Loca shined through, but they were few and far between and faded quickly.

Loca Rocsi
“Knight is confident she’ll blow her load in two minutes flat and that’s when I strike.”

Her nose flares for a moment

Loca Rocsi
“And make her an example of what I plan on doing once I get back what Corey Casey ripped away from me. Send a message to every single one of those cock jockey’s who think it’s going to be a walk in the park. NOTHING and NO ONE will stand in our fucking way.”

Loca’s Friend
“How are you going to make an example out of her?”

Loca looks to him, giving him a smirk for a moment

Loca Rocsi
“By getting as close to ending her short career as possible. If that means that I have to break bones to do it? So be it. If that means that I have to smash her head in with a chair? So be it. If that means that I just have to beat her from post to post to make her think of a career change, then I’ll do that.”

She looks at him

Loca Rocsi
“But the message has to be delivered.”

She tells him. Nodding his head lightly

Loca’s Friend
“You just have to remember that Rosalie isn’t a slouch. She’s going to try her hardest to be the next you, in fact she reminds me of you when you were in NLWF. So you’re going to expect that she’s going to try to anything she can to get there.”

He was concerned that in Loca’s recklessness she had forgotten that Rosalie might be making those same exact plans.

Loca Rocsi
“Then that’s where you come in”

She looks to the shadows

Loca Rocsi
“You have my back, you always have. This time it’s no different. But right now, I need you to do something else for me.”

Loca’s Friend
“What’s that?”

He asks, his eyebrows furrowing.

Loca Rocsi
“Get the camera, I got something I want to say.”

The camera comes to life with Loca sitting on the balcony outside of the penthouse suite that her new friend had gotten this week for the match at Battle Grounds. She sat there, wearing A low cut top, and drinking a nice cold beer, quiet and contemplative.

Loca Rocsi
“You know, this week, it almost feels like coming home”

She Smirks

Loca Rocsi
”I just wanted to take a few minutes to let you, Rosalie know that I’m -really- looking forward to our match at Battle Grounds. And I hope you are as well. I mean after all you are an impressive athlete! You have taken the wrestling world by sto…”

She giggles, unintentionally, clears her throat afterwards

Loca Rocsi
“er.. Storm.”

It seemed as if she were having difficulty keeping a straight face

Loca Rocsi
“You have helped revolutionized this spo…”

She then breaks down in laughter

Loca Rocsi
“Sorry.. Sorry.. I just.. I can’t. You realyy haven’t done a damn thing, so believing that your gonna sky rocket here in the I Dubb, is just a hilarious thought”

Laughing a little, she finally seems to settle down, and clears her throat once more

Loca Rocsi
“All … kidding aside… I want you to know how much I truly -am- looking- forward to this match. Not because you’re this hot ass rookie. Not because you’re going to be the future of this profession, but because I -want- to show the world what happens when the Fatal Attraction puts her mind to something, and my mind is put on putting you down for the count. Wheather you’re a fan or not. I don’t give a fuck if you were the president of my fan club. I’m still gonna drop you like a bad habit!”

Loca sits back

Loca Rocsi
“I am going to have to crush the dreams of yet another young up and comer to get what I want, to get what I deserve. A shot at that title, a chance to claim something that has evaded me since the debut of this company. A chance to go in there and lay to waste every single fuck who thinks that they are better than me, better than whats to come. And then after that.. After I take that chance, and I come out victoriously?”

She grins

Loca Rocsi
“The reaping will begin. The destruction of EVERYTHING you little circle jerkers hold dear to you. It doesn’t matter who stands in my way, this company will fall brick by fucking brick and then be rebuilt in the image of what we dream of.”

Her blue eyes burning with such intense rage

Loca Rocsi
“So you see Rosalie, it’s not just that I -want- to do this.. Because well.. I do.. But it’s because I HAVE to. HE demands it, WE demand it, and in their heart of hearts the fans… the FANS demand it, even if they haven’t realized it yet.”

She slides off of the balcony

Loca Rocsi
“So get ready Rosalie. Make sure your hair is slicked back, you’re pretty little outfit is prep, and make sure your all ready for Battle Grounds. That you’re both prepared to face a former World champion and a FUTURE I Dubb world champion!”

A sick smile coming to her lips

Loca Rocsi
“And that you.. Are … prepared to become just another casualtie for the TRUE cause.”

Loca’s Friend cuts the recording as he looks at Loca

Loca’s Friend
“Are you ready?”

He asks her. She shakes her head

Loca Rocsi
“Not yet. But I will be. It’s time to get some more training in.”

With that she shoulders past the man in the shadows, He turns, watching her walk away with a soft sigh

Loca’s Friend
“What have I done?”

He asks himself quietly before following after Loca.