Description: Domino is in Metro City to help clean up the gang problem. But before he dives into that, he decides to join in on a charity event in the SlamMasters Arena. Hey, it both helps the cause and provides him with some training. But then Angel Papillion shows up and issues a challenge... and proves that she actually can fight pretty well.
Metro City. A city currently suffering gang troubles and more than its fair share of turbulence. This is why Domino has made a return to the city. He left a bit prematurely earlier, but he's come full circle to do what he can to help out.
But for now, a detour.
In the Slam Masters arena, there's a little event going on. No normal wrestling is scheduled for today. Instead, Domino - along with a few other well-known wrestlers - is wrestling for the sake of charity. It's kind of like street fighting, but with professional wrestling rules. Those who aren't on the featured-fighters list can challenge any of them they wish, but for a ten dollar fee. What's more, people can elect a match between any of the fighters - ten bucks a fighter, whatever rules the person wants. Even the betting that's made has a cut that goes to the cause. And the cause iiis.. restoration of Metro City. That is, repairing all the graffiti and stuff the locals gangers mark, along with repairing the local businesses and things that get damaged or demolished by gang activity.
Honestly not a -huge- deal. Nothing like a 'FEED THE CHILDREN' campaign. But Domino does have an ulterior motive. It's training! He gets to fight both seasoned wrestlers -and- random audience members. The latter is pretty good for chaotic training.
At the moment, there's no action in the ring. The be-tuxedo'd announcer is standing in the center, with all ten of the wrestlers arranged in front of the ring to face the moderate congregation, Domino included. For the time being, the announcer guy is taking up requests and such, or calling for challengers... that type of thing.
Nicely settled into Pacific High back in Southtown, Alexis was preparing for a weekend of relaxing and meeting new people. She had just settled into the dorm after the Neo League match last evening when the phone rang. Getting a call from the Canadian Embassy in Tokyo is fairly serious business, even when it /is/ your parents asking for a favor.
Lucas would be in Metro City for a few days, and they wouldn't be able to get away, so could she please (we'll double your allowance, Lexi) go and keep him company while he participated in an event that would see if he would be selected for the World Junior Hockey team?
As /if/ she was going to refuse to go and hang with Lucas! It's been a few weeks since she saw him and while she's heard from him nearly every day, it kind of sucks to be away from her brother. Hopping on a plane very early this morning, she made her way to the city. Lunch with Lucas, some shopping, and now this.
A quick little detour to do something Vanka had informed her about the night before. They've been here since the beginning of the event, and Alexis pushed her way to the front of the arena, holding her little banner high whenever Domino fought. Sure, she's still pretty sore at the way he treated her after that match, but she's going to make sure she'll be seen even if it kills her. (Though thankfully none of the fans have started trampling around like elephants yet).
When the action stops, she flips the poster over and uses her super-special silver glitter pen to write on the back of it. "Be right back! Ten minutes!". This she flashes toward the ring, hoping to catch Domino's attention so at least he'll know she was here.
Then she disappears.
A minute or so later, she reappears, dressed in the same leotard that she wore for the Neo League match. A seafoam green butterfly mask covers her face and she makes her way back up to the front of the crowd again.
Domino hadn't noticed, actually. Not at first, at least. He tends to keep his focus very centered on his opponent when wrestling, he does. But with the downtime, he -has- spotted it. Amethyst eyes blink a few times at it, and he takes a couple steps forward to squint. That's a very... flouncy sign. And then it has a nice little 'BRB' message.
Color him confused.
But Domino slinks back a little to the ring apron again, waiting patiently for someone in the audience to demand something. Only a couple more minutes before the announcer guy randomly decides on a fight. ...But then appears Angel Papillion again. With a folded poster. How curious!
The announcer takes in the girl's appearance, and he squiiints. People who dress like that tend to wanna fight. That's his experience in the matter.
'Angel Papillion' squints right back at the announcer and nods twice in rapid succession. She turns back to the crowd and flashes the poster at them really quickly and winks toward the people she's with. Afterward, she drops the poster on an empty seat and makes her way up toward the ring.
Alexis knows she's going to have to speak, so she works hard to mask her voice. "I'll challenge Domino," she exclaims in an exuberant manner. "What's more, I offer five times the fee for this challenge!" That's a huge chunk of her spending money, but she figures it's for a good cause.
Oh, snap. The announcer is more than happy to let the rambunctious teenager have at his microphone for that, and immediately following, he calls for Domino to enter the ring. The others all scatter every-which'a-way.
Domino.. kind'a expected this, really. So he just climbs into the ring under the bottom rope, and he moves over to his corner. He settles back against the turnbuckle there, arms resting along the top ropes to either side, head turned to wink out at the audience. He then looks back towards Angel expectantly... though he's making a show of being cocky by just loitering where he is.
The referee makes sure the challenger girl understands it's going by wrestling rules, then signals the bell to begin.
*DING!*
COMBATSYS: Alexis has started a fight here.
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Alexis 0/-------/-------|
COMBATSYS: Drake has joined the fight here.
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Drake 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Alexis
Alexis isn't certain if she's got to pay up now or not, so she kind of just shoves the bills at the announcer as he goes over the rules for her. She nods again, trying to recall what exactly the 'rules' are going to entail and then gulps.
Fighting at school in a sanctioned event is one thing. Even Neo League isn't all that bad. Now?
Now she's in an arena filled with fight-fans, and about to make a fool out of herself. She can handle it though, it's no different than fans at a gymnastics competition. Well not much different, that is. Fans at gymnastics events tend to be quieter.
While Domino does the little cocky showing for his fans, 'Angel' grabs hold of the bottom rope and uses it to launch herself up into a high backflip and down into the ring so that she's facing the audience once more. Instead of waving at them, she blows out a handful of little butterfly sequins, making sure they flutter to the floor and not the mat.
As the bell sounds, she flies into action. Literally. Leading with her right foot, she leaps forward. Once in the air, she throws her body into a spin and just before landing gracefully upon the mat once more, she juts her left foot out in order to catch him mid-torso.
COMBATSYS: Alexis successfully hits Drake with Tour Jete.
- Power hit! -
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Drake 0/-------/------=|-------\-------\0 Alexis
Domino's all playing up the cockiness for the audience at the moment. He figures he knows Angel by now. He knows what she's like. What she does. That typ'a thing. But also, it's charity. It isn't anything -that- huge.. even if he treats all fights beyond training as if they're crucial.
Without even realizing what's going on, a foot has plunged -into- him, more or less. Very nearly Sonya Blade-esque fatality! Or it would be, were he not so darned tough. It hammers him squarely against the turnbuckle though, getting an 'oof!' from the model. He lingers there a second, teeth gritted, before finally lunging from it and attempting to grab Angel Papillion at the side. Holding her left wrist and shoulder, he attemps to whip her directly into the turnbuckle right in front of them.
COMBATSYS: Drake successfully hits Alexis with Fast Throw.
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Drake 0/-------/------=|==-----\-------\0 Alexis
Preparing to swing her body around for another lash-out with her foot, 'Angel' squeaks loudly as she's grabbed. Whipped into the turnbuckle, she gets her hands out above her head to prevent her from cracking her skull, but her body hits with full force. This leaves her sliding down the turnbuckle to the mat, her lips curving into a pained frown.
Things are just starting off, so as much pain as she's feeling from her body slamming against the turnbuckle, she's going to get up and try again! Rolling into a back somersault, she rolls past him before doing a kip-up and standing at her full height. Without facing him again, she takes a few steps backward and jabs her elbow in toward his back.
COMBATSYS: Drake dodges Alexis' Quick Punch.
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Drake 0/-------/------=|==-----\-------\0 Alexis
Domino moves in to lock up with the girl, but she's already rolling away. He whirls around to keep track of her movements, and he finds her closing in.. backwards? When her elbow pops out, he shifts aside to cleanly evade it. But also with her back turned to him, she presents herself as more a target. He just lifts his foot up and aims his solid boot for her back in a firm kick to gain a little distance from her.
COMBATSYS: Drake successfully hits Alexis with Light Kick.
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Drake 0/-------/-----==|====---\-------\0 Alexis
When attacking backward, you do tend to leave yourself vulnerable. Alexis forgot this, and she's unable to get out of the way before his boot slams into her back and sends her sprawling forward. After hitting the mat, she rolls swiftly to the side and gets up to her feet again.
Pivoting her body sharply, she begins to spin in place before bring her left leg up and cracking it out toward him like a swiftly snapped whip.
COMBATSYS: Drake dodges Alexis' Petite Fouette.
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Drake 0/-------/-----==|====---\-------\0 Alexis
Domino circles around the fallen girl, even as she's raising up to her feet again, not unlike a vulture ready to just pick at her until there's nothing left. Buuut no. Domino isn't that terrible or hard on her. He lets her raise up again on her own this time. But when she begins spinning and twirling, he halts his movement and prepares for an attack.. which comes just as he anticipated.
The leg shoots clean over Domino's head as he ducks into a low crouch, then raises once more onto his right leg. His hands chamber at his sides, quickly gathering unseen energy. He then drops low onto his left leg, hands shooting out like rockets in a double palmheel strike aimed for either the girl's stomach or back. Either way, that energy gathered discharges in a dazzling flash of white concussive force the moment his arms are fully extended.
COMBATSYS: Drake successfully hits Alexis with Whiteout.
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Drake 0/-------/----===|=======\-------\1 Alexis
'Angel' tries to make a break for it when she takes note of the energy being gathered. Having trained with it herself, she knows just how damaging it can be when utilized for something of this sort. She's shoved back by the palmheel strikes, and then blinded momentarily by the bright energy which also causes her to stagger back. Hands move up to rub at her eyes, and she forgets about the mask. After nearly knocking it off, she quickly fixes it, hoping that he didn't notice.
Stumbling around the ring, Alexis stops a short distance from him. Blindness subsiding, she performs a round-off back-handspring in an attempt to latch her legs around his neck. Success in this will see her further attempting to grapple-choke him with her legs momentarily before twisting her body sharply to the side as she tries to throw him.
COMBATSYS: Drake fails to counter Yurchenko Toss from Alexis with Blackout.
- Power fail! -
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Drake 0/-------/-======|-------\-------\0 Alexis
Domino remains in his deep stance for a few seconds, letting his hands bleed visible wisps of white energy after the strike. And when he raises back to his full height, the Papillion girl is spinning at him again. And this time, when she latches onto him frontways, he tries to just scold her familiar attack by bearhugging the cripes out of her again.
But she does something he didn't quite expect. Her sideways torque gets the wrestler to make a surprised noise, losing his balance, straining his neck, and dropping to the mat flat on his back. WHAM.
The audience erupts into applause and cheering for the challenger. She's managed to take Domino down! Meanwhile, Domino lays supine on the mat, attempting to catch his breath and regain his senses.
After the toss, Alexis lands with cat-like grace upon her feet. Closing her eyes, she takes a deep breath and smiles. That applause? That's for her! Now, even if she loses she knows that she's put on a good showing and since it's all for charity, it's a win-win situation.
She doesn't allow him much time to get up though. Since he's laying there flat on his back, she rushes at him again. Before reaching him, she leaps up into the air and curls herself into double somersault. As she unfurls her body from the topsy-turvy flipping, she attempts to splash her abdomen against his in a pinwheel.
COMBATSYS: Drake dodges Alexis' Quick Throw.
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Drake 0/-------/-======|-------\-------\0 Alexis
Domino just lays there, looking perfectly vulnerable for her splash. Unfortunately for her, the moment she's in the air, his eyes open to spot her. He twists his body aside to roll out of the way, letting her land on the mat. But immediately after she lands, he rolls back over to her and attempts to mount atop her rear. He attempts to grab her arms to restrain them behind his knees, and his hands go to interlock beneath her chin. If caught, he yanks back ferociously, dragging her face upwards to look at the skylights, wrenching her spine and stretching her torso taut in a camel clutch submission hold.
COMBATSYS: Drake successfully hits Alexis with Strong Throw.
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Drake 0/-------/=======|====---\-------\0 Alexis
Landing face first on the mat stuns her enough so that she can't tumble out of the way of his attempt at settling over her. Alexis struggles quite a bit, trying to wiggle her way out from under him. Arms grabbed and pulled behind her, she doesn't make a sound. Even when he yanks her backward, she remains oddly silent.
This might shock most of the audience.
Gymnasts happen to have fairly flexible bodies, and while it /does/ hurt something awful she's somewhat used to contorting her body in odd positions. As he adds the wrenching of her spine, she does whimper in a pitiful manner and begin to squirm again.
She's a gymnast, after all, and while she's flexible her pain threshold isn't /that/ well developed. Working her right arm free she begins to pry his hands from beneath her chin. This gives her opportunity to start twisting her left wrist back and forth until she manages to free that one as well. With both hands now prying at his, she attempts to loosen his hold and yank him over her as she pulls her hands back toward her and settles onto the mat on her front.
COMBATSYS: Drake dodges Alexis' Quick Throw.
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Drake 0/-------/=======|====---\-------\0 Alexis
Domino tries to hold the position on her until she cries out her submission.. but she's worming her way free! So before she can get a good hold on him, he decides to just let her go and rise to his feet. He reaches down to grab her by the hair and drag her up to her full height - albeit a little gently - and if he gets her up to her feet, he tries to whip her towards the furthest trio of ropes. He backs this up with enough force to ideally spring her back at him, while he leans himself back against the closest ropes to build up momentum.. then slingshot himself towards her, as well.
And if all goes according to plan, they'll meet at the center of the ring. He'll be ducking his body down to launch himself at her, aiming to crash his shoulder into her stomach in a harsh, intense spear. And simply from the way he lands, he'll already be in pin position, lying overtop her. His forearms will just set over her biceps to help hold her shoulders down for the ref to count her out.
COMBATSYS: Alexis dodges Drake's Rebound Throw.
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Drake 0/-------/=======|====---\-------\0 Alexis
Being dragged up by her hair, 'Angel' makes a pained, and somewhat disgusted noise. She may not be overly vain, but she works hard to keep her hair looking good! As her body is flung toward the ropes, she takes control of the situation and twists herself to glide along them gently, until she reaches the nearest turnbuckle.
Both hands are placed atop the turnbuckle and she uses them to balance herself, holding her weight up with them. Pushing herself up to a standing position, she turns to wink back at Domino and then back-flips off of the turnbuckle toward him. Descending from the flip, she shifts the trajectory of her body just a little so that she can try to land with her feet stomping down onto his shoulders, potentially forcing him down onto the mat.
COMBATSYS: Drake fails to counter Heavy Kick from Alexis with Solar Eclipse.
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Drake 1/------=/=======|====---\-------\0 Alexis
Domino sees that the femme hasn't sprung back at him, so he eases off the ropes to not go flying at.. well.. nothing. He starts to close in on her, but pauses when she hops atop the turnbuckle. He gives her a curious look.. and has to grin a little. Whoever this girl is? He likes her style. Refreshing to see a girl maneuver like that! And be all showy, to boot!
But on to more important things, like raining on her parade. Domino watches her trajectory, slow and predictable as Christmas, and he prepares to catch her right out of the splash, when-
Whoopsie-Kadabra!
-It's not a splash! Her feet hammer against his shoulders squarely, getting a small yelp out of him and driving him down to the mat on his back. And once again, he lies supine, dazed.
Back-springing off of him when he falls to the mat, Alexis stops in a typical gymnast end-pose. Arms held high above her head in a small vee, back arched slightly.
She knows the match isn't over yet though, and since he's a lot stronger than she is, she figures that taking advantage of his supine position is best. Launching herself into another roundoff, she tries to land in a position that will allow her to quickly mount his rear. Chewing on her lip while she makes the attempt, she then tries to mimic the move he presented her with earlier. Attempting to restrain his arms behind her knees, her dainty little hands go to lock beneath his chin. If caught, she yanks backward, only not as ferociously as his hold was since she's not even certain she's gotten it right!
COMBATSYS: Alexis successfully hits Drake with Quick Throw.
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Drake 1/-----==/=======|=====--\-------\0 Alexis
This time it works out well enough for the girl. She lands on him, and gets a.. rather miniature camel clutch. It's painful still, though, and gets another yelp from the model. It doesn't take long for him to bust free, though, arms yanking away from her, then yanking her arms off of his face. He then twists over and attempts to get to his feet along with her.
If Domino is successful in squirming back to his feet and drawing her up along with him, he goes to get in behind her back, yanking her two arms behind her and restraining them there with his left arm hooking those. This is strictly to thrust his right fist into the air to signal the audience.. and again, his fans should know what's coming, judging from positions. Her arms are suddenly released, and he slips his left foot around her left leg to stand it in between her legs. His upper body ducks beneath her right arm, and he extends his left arm over her shoulder and behind her neck. His right arm hooks around her waist just below her stomach, and he rights himself and twists aside. That movement by itself should create a sound, painful ripping sensation along the girl's abdomen, as the Sterling Stretch - Domino's abdominal stretch submission finisher - is cinched on. But he doesn't really stop there. He continues to twist aside in quick, but sharp bursts, sending the shocks of pain along her stomach repeatedly, each one intensifying beyond the last.
COMBATSYS: Drake successfully hits Alexis with Sterling Stretch.
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Did she actually manage to get that hold done properly? Alexis lauds herself for that, especially since it causes him to yelp. It doesn't last long since he's easily able to break free, his muscles overpowering hers. Drawn up to her feet along with him, the little gymnast makes a valiant attempt to break free before he can throw her around any more.
Arms pulled behind her, she again struggles to break free of him, knowing that the end is nigh. When he releases her arms, she blinks a few times and lifts a foot in order to step forward. Only, his foot situates itself between her and her goal and nearly forces her to fall. Fortunately (or unfortunately as the case may be), he's caught her up in a strange sort of hold that she's only see him do before on video.
She doesn't even think to move now, knowing that breaking free at this juncture would be a lot more difficult. Crying out as the pain rends its way through her body, tears begin to glaze her eyes before spilling down her cheeks beneath the mask she wears. Each sharp burst gets another whimpered-yelp along with a fresh batch of tears, until she finally can't take it any more.
Slowly stretching her hand out toward him, she flails it about in an attempt to tap his leg to admit her defeat.
COMBATSYS: Alexis takes no action.
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COMBATSYS: Alexis can no longer fight.
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Of course, the ref hovers very nearby to keep watch over the hold and, moreso, Angel's condition. Domino continues ripping at her midsection with the tight stretch, possibly even hard enough to tear at the mesh midsection of her leotard. But the ref sees her tapping at his leg to admit her defeat, and he instantly motions for the bell.
*DING* *DING* *DING*
"Your winner by submission! DOMINO!," declares the announcer as he makes his way back to the ring.
And once that's been called, the model martial artist wrestler releases his female victim from the hold, and he steps up to the ropes in front of her, leaning against them to wave to the cheering audience. He looks.. a little winded, though. Beaten up, perhaps. She did well, it appears!
A tear in the mesh isn't noticed, really. Alexis is more concerned with him letting go of her than she is her leotard. Dropping to her knees as she's released, she keeps both hands upon the mat, head bowed while she takes a moment to catch her breath. Inhaling deeply a few times, with slow exhalations, she uses her hands to push herself up to her feet and offers a meek little wave to the audience.
Pivoting on her heel then, she begins to walk toward the nearest corner turnbuckle so she can slip out of the ring and other challengers and fighters can make use of it.
She's not moving too quickly, truth be told, she's still in a great deal of pain.
COMBATSYS: Drake has ended the fight here.
Domino continues waving at the audience before finally slipping out between the top and middle ropes, then dropping to the floor. He looks aside to the tear-stained mask of Papillion, and he inclines his head. "Y'okay?," he asks, somewhat similar to the last time they fought. "I didn't injure you or anything, did I? You.. did really well tonight."
"I'm..." Alexis shakes her head at him, not sure how to answer that. Right now, she's in a great deal of pain so she wants to say yes, but she knows the pain will pass. "I'll be okay," she says with a tiny little sniff.
"Tore my outfit though," she says, pointing to the little wardrobe damage. Mesh isn't the easiest to repair, but she'll get it done somehow. "Do you really mean that though? I did well?" Coming from someone like him, that's a really good compliment and a great confidence booster. "Thanks!"
Domino steps up closer to the girl and surveys her costume.. or whatever it could be called, and he spies the tearing. "Yeeaah..," he trails with a frown. "Sorry 'bout that. Some material doesn't hold up really well in submission holds." Mesh particularly. But he permits conversation to move on. "Yeah, you did well! I'm gonna need a breather before my next match, to boot. So you can definitely feel you did well."
He pauses there, however, and inclines his head. "Angel Papillion, is it..? Meeting again so quick, I might think you're following me." This is said in mirth, though.
"It's okay, really! It's just clothing, and that's more easily replaced than a torn or broken me!" Alexis turns a little so she can look at him through the eye holes in the butterfly mask. The admission that she's caused him to have to take a breather gets a small giggle and bright blush.
"Yes, that was it," she replies, nodding her head twice. "Maybe I am following you. Would that be so bad?"
Drake turns his head slightly, giving her something of a demure look. "I might not mind it so much...," he admits. "Attractive girl, competent wrestler... can't go wrong with that, right?" He edges just a little bit closer to her, right hand lifting to casually run through his sweat-slickened hair. "Am I ever gonna get to see you without the mask, though?"
"Maybe," she says with a coy little wink, "you already have."
The rest of what he says causes her cheeks to brighten a little more, the red that's crept up in them almost clashing against the soft seafoam green of the mask. Alexis pivots to face him fully and then gnaws on her lower lip for a second or two, thoughtfully. "So, you think what I do is on par with wrestling then?"
Domino gives her a curious look. Hrm. Now that she mentions it, that fine hair, those big, pretty eyes.. heck, even the muscles.. she -does- seem awfully familiar. He opens his mouth to question it, but she presents a question back to him. "Oh. Yeah, I'd say so. A little lax on the submission holds, I think.. unless you were just trying to get something quick. You seem a dang good high-flier. You've impressed me both times we've fought, y'know."
And in this time, a cameraman has snuck up beside the two, happily recording the exchange. There's a friendly face to this kind'a thing! See? And lookit! Domino might've been making the girl cry in the ring, but he's a perfectly nice guy outside!
The curious look he's giving her is unnerving her a little. Does he... know? At his response, she seems to breathe a little sigh of relief. "I've never really done anything like that before. I was just really trying to imitate what you'd just done to me," Alexis admits in a sheepish manner.
Catching sight of the camera, she turns and offers a teeny wave and then goes back to ignoring it. Unless the cameraman decides to shove a microphone in front of their faces.
He doesn't. He's picking it all up just fine.
Domino glances to the camera briefly, offers a friendly little smile, then looks back to 'Angel'. "Really? So.. you don't know how to do that type'a thing? Even though you do all the other stuff?" His head inclines a little, bangs drifting outwards. "What -is- your style, anyway? Does it have a name?"
"A name?" Alexis never really /named/ her style, she just kind of created it. "No. It's really just a hybrid of sorts. Leg throws are easy for me, but I've never done that type'a thing before." Shooting a glance out to the audience, she tries to spy Lucas to see if he's still there waiting for her. "All what other stuff," she asks curiously.
"The.. leg-throws, like you said, I guess," Domino clarifies. He continues to eye her curiously, but he falls to silence then. "..Well, guess I should let you go rest up a bit now. I need to get back in line." He nods towards the cluster o' fighters, and he starts to ease back. Though as he does this, he shoots a look to the audience, himself.
No Alexis. No shiny poster. Huh.
Alexis doesn't let him get too far away though. She doesn't have a nice little butterfly trinket to give him this time, but she's not going to let him get away without a token of some kind! Trying to cut him off before he can ease back fully, she tosses her arms around him and gives him a quick hug. "Thanks for the fight, Domino! Good luck with the rest of your matches! I hope you bring in a lot of money for this charity!" Then she releases him and eases back herself, hopefully before he realizes that it's her.
Domino doesn't really think it's her. Not as is, anyway. See, Alexis only calls him Drake, no matter what he's into. But when she's suddenly latched onto him, he returns the hug with a small grin. "Will I see ya again?," he asks, trying not to let her squiggle away from the hug until she gives her response. He's not exactly bearhugging her - lord knows her midsection probably couldn't withstand more punishment at this point - but he's trying to restrain her there playfully.
Two ways Alexis can respond to that. Set up another match, or come clean about who she is. Since she's not allowed to ease back, she stays put and lets her peridot eyes settle upon his amethyst's briefly. "I will be here in the city until late Sunday night, so it can be arranged if you wish to. Otherwise, you could meet me at the Pao Pao cafe in Southtown on Monday night around seven o'clock in the evening..."
Tearing her gaze from his, she taps her index finger against her lower lip and softly adds, "It's up to you."
Domino tilts his head aside slightly, thoughtfully. "Don't know how long I'll be here in Metro City," he admits. "It might be a while. I doubt I'll be in Southtown Monday, though. I'm here for a reason." He starts to release the girl, not wanting to really restrain her against her will. She's had quite enough of that for one night, he's sure. "What do -you- think?"
"Oh." That's going to make things a little more difficult for Alexis, really. While she doesn't mind traveling, she doesn't really want to be missing a lot of school after just transferring to Southtown. "I think, tomorrow then. I don't know Metro City at all, so if you'd like to see me before I leave..."
She really wants to leave it up to him. "I can leave some contact information with you?"
This is pleasing enough for Domino. She's trying to be all demure and passive, but she's perfectly willing to leave information with him. More than willing, she's offering it. She -wants- to actually meet with him. It's a good response in his book. So Domino nods once. "Definitely do. I obviously don't have my cell with me or anything, but you can leave that info with the guy at the front entrance. He'll get it to me after all this hub-bub."
After a moment, a wry smile touches to his lips. "Should I expect to have to wrestle you again when we meet? Will you be wearin' a mask and all?," he asks teasingly.
Contact information with the guy at the front entrance. Should be easy enough, and Alexis can be careful and leave just the number at the hotel, along with the name 'Angel'. "I'll see that it's done," she exclaims cheerfully.
"That," she replies with a playful grin, "is up to the venue and activity you choose. I expect to be let in on what you want to do if you call!"
"Leaving it up to a scoundrel like me?," Domino asks, unable to resist playing with her a bit. "Come on. Are you sure?" But after a few seconds, if he gets no response, "Okay. I'll figure something out. Count on it." He winks an amethyst eye at her and starts to slip back again. The other wrestlers and the announcer is starting to grow impatient with him, after all.
"I am," she answers with a grin. "I will. Don't forget to check with the guy at the front!" As he slips back, she waves at him and then skips right through the arena to drop off the promised information. After that though, she's running off to change back into her street wear and slip back into the crowd with the poster. Alexis has now been gone for more than the promised ten minutes and she's intending on sticking around here until the event is over!
Log created on 17:26:47 11/10/2007 by Drake, and last modified on 20:13:28 11/16/2007.