Post by Hunter Storms on Jan 19, 2017 1:08:38 GMT -5
Location: Grand Rapids, MI
Date: 1/16/17
Time: 11:05 A.M.
Date: 1/16/17
Time: 11:05 A.M.
Storms impatiently walked around the gym floor whilst constantly looking at his cell phone. He hadn't heard from Hanzo in hours and he wondered if his masked tag partner had decided to skip out on a day of a rather important training day. Turning on his heel, he paced his way toward one of the nearby benches where a few bottles of water sat on top. Aggressively grabbing the nearest one, he soundly gulped down the water in a huff before crushing it in his fist and angrily throwing it down on the floor, earning himself a few looks from some of the fellow patrons of the gym. Ignoring them, he angrily sat himself on the bench with his head in his hands.
"Jesus Christ kid......where the hell are you at......"
"Hey man."
The voice he did not recognize as Hanzo, but looked up to the source of the voice where a rather young looking man with blonde hair stood in front of him.
"Could you do me a solid bro? My partner had to leave early due to some family things and I got no one to spot me. Mind filling in that spot for me?"
"Yeah, sure........whatever."
"Excellent!"
Exhaling a sigh, he pushed himself off the bench and followed the kid to the bench press. Grabbing a nearby towel, the kid quickly wiped off whatever excess sweat might have laid on the bench before setting himself up on the bench himself.
"You sure you can pump all that iron?"
"How much is it right now?"
Checking around the weight, Storms finally placed his finger on the value.
"About 280."
"Hmmm, peel it down to about 245. Trying my best not to kill myself here."
A slight chuckle escaped Storms' lips as he took off the excess weight before positioning himself in the spot to watch over the man.
"Ready?"
"Let's do it."
Aiding the man in lifting the weight off the stand, he carefully laid it into his hands before drawing his hands away and letting the younger gentleman start to flow into his reps. As the man continued to pump iron, the gym started to get noisier as more people started to enter for the afternoon. While slightly irked at the increase in noise, Storms was still disappointed that not one of the people who entered the gym was his mask wearing partner.
"So *grunts* what are you doing at the gym by yourself bro?"
"A buddy of mine was supposed to meet me here for a training session, however it seems that he's currently running late."
"Aw that sucks. How long have you been waiting?"
"Since the gym opened up today."
With one last burning push, the younger man heaved the weight up high with Storms swiftly catching on to it before placing the heavy weight back onto the stand. Sitting himself up on the bench, the young man stretched his arms out more before Storms tossed him a towel his way.
"So you're partner has pretty much left you hanging dry?"
"It would appear so for the time being if you put that way."
Just then Storms' cell phone started to loudly ring. Annoyed, he yanked it out of his pocket to look at who was calling.
"And it's him..."
Tapping the answer button, he raised the phone to his ear.
"Hello?"
"Hey, Hunter. Sorry I'm not there right now. My overlay flight in Sacramento got delayed multiple times and it looks like I won't be in Michigan until tomorrow at the latest."
"Why the hell are you in Sacramento?"
"Telling you right now, it wasn't because I got on the wrong plane. I had some other stuff to take care of in Hawaii and so instead of flying straight to Michigan I had to take the overlay option instead otherwise I'd be back in Agoura Hills."
Storms casually rolled his eyes as he cleared his throat.
"Alright, but I want you to get here at the gym no later than 11:00 A.M. You got that?"
The tone in his voice caused silence on the other end.
"......yeah. I got ya."
"Good."
Almost furiously he pressed the end call button before sliding the phone back into his pocket.
"Take it you're not happy with what he told you?"
"I honestly can't tell if he's moping about his own life or if he's just getting lazy. I offered to carry him in the wrestling business and this is what I'm fucking getting back from him."
The increased volume in his voice caused several more heads to turn in his direction. Noticing their looks, he exhaled another frustrated sigh before loudly slamming his fist against the press bench. A trainer came rushing in from the side with a look of worry that soon turned to annoyance.
"Sir, if you're gonna do that at lea-----"
"Shut the fuck up. Last thing I need is someone like you bossing me around in this place."
The trainer remained quiet before craning his head back and waving his arm forward. A burly man slowly walked in and stood next to the trainer with his arms folded over his chest.
"Alright man, I was gonna let you off but I'm afraid I'm gonna have to ask you to leave the building immediately."
"I'll fucking walk by myself thank you. I don't need some of your weak ass hired muscle to carry my ass out of this place."
The burly man reaches out to grab a hold of Storms, but his effort gets swatted away and Storms scoffs at him before walking out of the building, ignoring all the people around him. He hadn't exploded like that in public before, but alas, it happened. Reaching back into his pocket, he pulled out his phone again and opened up the Twitter app on his screen. Scrolling through his notifications, he brought himself to the point where he had that convo with Dom Lawson. He enjoyed horsing around with the guy at first, especially after costing him that Alpha Cup match by fulfilling his recent request. However, it eventually reached the point where Dom stooped to a threatening level for Storms. Everytime he saw the tweets, it made him grit his teeth. He was not gonna let the bastard hurt her, let anyone even come near her. For if he did, it would be the last thing he would let Lawson do in the AWE for a looooonnnnngggg time. That was a promise he would keep until he saw it fulfilled, no matter how long it would take him. Yet, now was not the time to focus on that personal matter. He had a tag match to focus on and a tag partner to discipline for falling behind schedule.....
Location: Sacramento, CA
Date: 1/16/17
Time: 10:00 A.M.
Date: 1/16/17
Time: 10:00 A.M.
Having just gotten off the call with Storms, Hanzo placed his cell back into his pocket and leaned his head back from where he was sitting to stare up at the ceiling of the terminal. He knew that tone of Storms' and it was the most unfavorable tone to hear from his mentor. He knew he was slacking and he had to find some end to it if he wanted to be prepared for Sunday. For even he knew, that what they were about to encounter, would be one of their hardest challenges to date and it would be the first chapter of Blue Impulse....