Post by DARKSIDE on Apr 18, 2010 18:09:33 GMT -6
After a hard-fought match at Rampage, and having worked a busy schedule for two weeks straight with appearances, house shows, meet & greets and just living her life in general, Angel was badly in need of some downtime. On her way into the building one night, she looked up and suddenly her memory was jogged when she saw the blazing neon of the sign outside of Lucky's Bar.
Damn! Why didn't I think about that before.[/b]
Angel facepalms herself and laughs as she make sher way into the main arena and back into the locker room hallways, her head held a little higher and more spring in her step.
It was not the best of nights after that. Her match that night went horribly awry and she was once again snubbed out of a chance to contend for the XXX title. So close, yet so far....just like always. She just couldn't seem to seal the deal, and it was really starting to get under her skin!
Once more in a terrible bout of depression, Angel packs her belongings back up into her rolling suitcase, changes out of her ring gear and into a comfy pair of ripped acid-wash jeans, a faded Slayer t-shirt from 1993 and a fringed leather jacket with the Darkside skull symbol adorning the back.
She walks along, her only source of positivity in knowing that she still has to make her appearance at Lucky's Bar and get a little "tipsy" before the night is through. Her mind wanders as she walks across the lobby of the arena building, wondering and hoping that Kristen Malone was on shift tonight. A great tag team partner...and one FINE piece of ass! Mmmm-Mmmmm!![/i], Angel thought to herself with a soft giggle.
Soon, Angel arrives at the entrance to the bar, the bright neon sign lighting up her face. She presses her hand against the door and shoves it open, walking inside as the music coming from inside spills out into the hallway.
Instantly, a few familiar faces look up from their drinks and welcome Angel with a friendly smile, flirtatious smirk...and even an evil scowl or two. Angel smiles back and squeezes her way through the crowd of rowdy patrons toward the bar where she smacks a $20 down and waves to the bartender to get her attention. Once the bartender addresses her, Angel orders her absolute favorite concotion...a double-sized serving of Bacardi 151 mixed with maraschino cherry juice. She calls it RedRum...a reference to Stephen King's "The Shining"...also, "murder" spelled backwards. The sweet and deliciously toxic mixture has a very soothing effect on the venomous vixen, and she needed to loosen up in a bad way!
When the bartender came back and handed over her drink, Angel passed the $20 bill to her and said Keep the change, sweetie![/b] The lady behind the bar looked shocked, but very surprised and happy. She turned around to the cash register, but suddenly spun back to get Angel's attention. Angel hears the woman from behind, even over the loud music and all the people talking and carrying on. Angel turns around with a sweet, mellowed-out look on her face. Her cheeks were already getting rosy as the RedRum worked its magic on her senses. As Angel reaches the bar again, the bartender leans in toward her and says something about a "table" and then points enthusiatically off toward the back corner of the bar...the booth where Angel would normally go to sit in the more dimly lit section of the busy establishment.
The bartender greets Angel once more at the far end of the bar and guides her to the back and shows her to her usual seat. What Angel sees when she gets within view of it almost knocks her to the floor!
The entire booth had been redone in Angel's signature style! it was a beginning trend in Lucky's Bar to pay tribute to some of CWE's best-known superstars and Divas, and someone has seen fit to fix this particular booth up in tribute to Angel herself. The seats were recovered in black and deep red leather. The long booth table was now covered with a sheet of chrome on top, the surface of the table was varnished in black with a gold inlay of the Darkside skull logo shining through. The top edges of the booth were adorned with barbed wire strung together with red Christmas lights. At the wall above each booth seat and over the table were wall-mounted candle holders in which were burning candles made of black-colored wax. To top it all off, from the table top on the wall at the edge of the table....a life-sized poster of Angel in one of her sexiest poses taken from one of CWE's best selling posters, no less!
Angel's eyes darted all over the vision in front of her as she stood there with her jaw hanging almost to the floor. The bartender asked if she was okay. Angel just smiles and nodded back as she slammed down the rest of her drink with a greedy gulp! Angel turned and hugged the bartender and expressed her shock and appreciation at the thought and attention it took to set up that special booth....all for her. Angel passed her empty glass off to the bartender and asked for a refill. She slipped another $20 out of her pocket and stuffed it down the front of the bartender's top with a sexy wink.
Angel turns back to her booth and eases herself down onto the freshly crafted leather seat. She slides into the booth, leaning her body up against the back wall and stroking the leather of the back of the booth with her right hand while lying across the length of the seat with her legs resting out in front of her. It doesn't take long for the bartender to come back with Angel's next helping of RedRum. Angel sits back up and greets the bartender with the same sexy smirk as before. She takes the glass and tips it to the woman as a toast before taking a healthy dose of the rum and cherry mixture into her mouth and forcing it down with an almost orgasmic look of pleasure in her eyes.
The bartender smiles at Angel and walks away to attend to the other customers. Angel just sits there in her new customized booth and enjoys her drink while taking in all the visual splendor of the workmanship that was put into making her usual seat so "fucking badass"!
Soon, Angel senses a presence and looks up from her drink as someone approaches the booth....
(o2a)
Damn! Why didn't I think about that before.[/b]
Angel facepalms herself and laughs as she make sher way into the main arena and back into the locker room hallways, her head held a little higher and more spring in her step.
It was not the best of nights after that. Her match that night went horribly awry and she was once again snubbed out of a chance to contend for the XXX title. So close, yet so far....just like always. She just couldn't seem to seal the deal, and it was really starting to get under her skin!
Once more in a terrible bout of depression, Angel packs her belongings back up into her rolling suitcase, changes out of her ring gear and into a comfy pair of ripped acid-wash jeans, a faded Slayer t-shirt from 1993 and a fringed leather jacket with the Darkside skull symbol adorning the back.
She walks along, her only source of positivity in knowing that she still has to make her appearance at Lucky's Bar and get a little "tipsy" before the night is through. Her mind wanders as she walks across the lobby of the arena building, wondering and hoping that Kristen Malone was on shift tonight. A great tag team partner...and one FINE piece of ass! Mmmm-Mmmmm!![/i], Angel thought to herself with a soft giggle.
Soon, Angel arrives at the entrance to the bar, the bright neon sign lighting up her face. She presses her hand against the door and shoves it open, walking inside as the music coming from inside spills out into the hallway.
Instantly, a few familiar faces look up from their drinks and welcome Angel with a friendly smile, flirtatious smirk...and even an evil scowl or two. Angel smiles back and squeezes her way through the crowd of rowdy patrons toward the bar where she smacks a $20 down and waves to the bartender to get her attention. Once the bartender addresses her, Angel orders her absolute favorite concotion...a double-sized serving of Bacardi 151 mixed with maraschino cherry juice. She calls it RedRum...a reference to Stephen King's "The Shining"...also, "murder" spelled backwards. The sweet and deliciously toxic mixture has a very soothing effect on the venomous vixen, and she needed to loosen up in a bad way!
When the bartender came back and handed over her drink, Angel passed the $20 bill to her and said Keep the change, sweetie![/b] The lady behind the bar looked shocked, but very surprised and happy. She turned around to the cash register, but suddenly spun back to get Angel's attention. Angel hears the woman from behind, even over the loud music and all the people talking and carrying on. Angel turns around with a sweet, mellowed-out look on her face. Her cheeks were already getting rosy as the RedRum worked its magic on her senses. As Angel reaches the bar again, the bartender leans in toward her and says something about a "table" and then points enthusiatically off toward the back corner of the bar...the booth where Angel would normally go to sit in the more dimly lit section of the busy establishment.
The bartender greets Angel once more at the far end of the bar and guides her to the back and shows her to her usual seat. What Angel sees when she gets within view of it almost knocks her to the floor!
The entire booth had been redone in Angel's signature style! it was a beginning trend in Lucky's Bar to pay tribute to some of CWE's best-known superstars and Divas, and someone has seen fit to fix this particular booth up in tribute to Angel herself. The seats were recovered in black and deep red leather. The long booth table was now covered with a sheet of chrome on top, the surface of the table was varnished in black with a gold inlay of the Darkside skull logo shining through. The top edges of the booth were adorned with barbed wire strung together with red Christmas lights. At the wall above each booth seat and over the table were wall-mounted candle holders in which were burning candles made of black-colored wax. To top it all off, from the table top on the wall at the edge of the table....a life-sized poster of Angel in one of her sexiest poses taken from one of CWE's best selling posters, no less!
Angel's eyes darted all over the vision in front of her as she stood there with her jaw hanging almost to the floor. The bartender asked if she was okay. Angel just smiles and nodded back as she slammed down the rest of her drink with a greedy gulp! Angel turned and hugged the bartender and expressed her shock and appreciation at the thought and attention it took to set up that special booth....all for her. Angel passed her empty glass off to the bartender and asked for a refill. She slipped another $20 out of her pocket and stuffed it down the front of the bartender's top with a sexy wink.
Angel turns back to her booth and eases herself down onto the freshly crafted leather seat. She slides into the booth, leaning her body up against the back wall and stroking the leather of the back of the booth with her right hand while lying across the length of the seat with her legs resting out in front of her. It doesn't take long for the bartender to come back with Angel's next helping of RedRum. Angel sits back up and greets the bartender with the same sexy smirk as before. She takes the glass and tips it to the woman as a toast before taking a healthy dose of the rum and cherry mixture into her mouth and forcing it down with an almost orgasmic look of pleasure in her eyes.
The bartender smiles at Angel and walks away to attend to the other customers. Angel just sits there in her new customized booth and enjoys her drink while taking in all the visual splendor of the workmanship that was put into making her usual seat so "fucking badass"!
Soon, Angel senses a presence and looks up from her drink as someone approaches the booth....
(o2a)