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Match Preparations
Topic Started: Nov 1 2007, 01:38 AM (13 Views)
Alexander Stryfe
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Ever since Stryfe knew he was about to be involved in his first match, a bit concerned was the easiest way to describe his anticipation. This morning as he slipped out of the warm bed and warmer embrace of his would-be bride, he left her sleeping, gently pecking her cheek and lips before slipping away. He would leave a note to let her know where he was, as he headed for a local gym. That was three hours ago. Now he would be found in a ring with four men, each of which was giving him basic wrestling training. One would run to him, and Alex hiptossed him. Another ran at him, he was snapmared to the mat. In other words, dressed in a pair of trunks and sporting what Jenny knew to be a nicely developed body, Alexander Stryfe was preparing for the match of his life!


Unknown to him, Jenny had awoken only ten or so minutes after him, and followed him to the gym. She had been observing his training, secretly thinking of all the tricks she could teach him, and when Stryfe took a break, She decided to speak up


"You know Alex, that is all jolly and nice, but there is some things only an experienced wrestler can grasp."



"My Queen! I hope you slept well. you were sleeping so soundly I didn't wish to awaken you to my exit. I'm glad you decided to come here!"



He gave the men the sign to take fave as he took a seat in the corner to catch his breath. He had obviously been working hard, as he was more than a touch sweaty.



Jenny walked up to him, sitting right next his sweaty back


"You know Alex, I think you are taking the wrong approach to this match. No offence honey, but there is no way you can go punch for punch or toss for toss with Shaw or Morbius. You should look at me, I have never tried to out-power my opponents, sometimes just outrunning them is enough"



"You do have a wonderful point, my love. My main goal today was to stay away from the ropes. As you may recall, this match will have the ropes replaced...with barbed wire! If I can stay away from the ropes, I won't get cut to ribbons hopefully as I do not enjoy the sight of my own blood."



Jenny moves her hand across Alex's back


"You know, with your speed, you could trick Shaw and Morbius into running those very same ropes, things like side-stepping and drop-toe holds can really change the course of a match like that. Whaddaya think, wanna give a try to my style? I could teach you some basic dodging and avoiding moves, as well as teach you to use your opponents size and velocity to your favor"



Stryfe's brow furrowed a moment as he looked to his would-be bride.



"My love, I never anticipated wanting to do anything to you that might cause you harm. The only time I want to touch you is to enjoy the touch of you. But knowing my skills, you likely won't be the one getting tossed about. I would be glad to learn from you, pet"


Jenny smiles her usual charming smile as she removes her shirt, revealing her usual wrestling-top, suggesting she had this planned.


"no worries dear, if you are a swift learner, then neither wont be touching each other, I am trying to teach you the best ways to dodge, remember?"


She slips into the ring and walks to the other end, signaling Stryfe to charge her.



Obviously he was having trouble on deciding if this was a good idea or not, as he had no wish to involve himself in fisticuffs with his would-be bride. But as a good would-be husband does as they will learn anyway, he does as he is asked and charges at her.

Jenny stays motionless till Alex is almost at her, and then simply sidesteps and drop-toeholds Alex into the turnbuckle, face first.

As Alex gets up, holding his jaw, Jenny looks at him with a playful smile on her face



"See? I simply used your own mass to drive your face to that turnbuckle. I know that hurt, but imagine if it was the PPV, and you could do the same to Shaw or Morbius, they would be hurt a lot more dont you think?"



"You do have a point. I had not thought of that, as if I have my way, I will be mostly in the corner during this match. I will let Sparks have all the fun he can stand. Bad enough to be in a match, but one with barbwire!"



Alex rubs his jaw a little, and smiles!



"Though one of my trainers did show me something I could use if the situation presented itself. And he told me I was quite good at it!"


"Oh? What might that be?"



Alex directed one of the larger men to get into the ring, whom did so and lay in the prone position. Then, probably to the dismay of his would-be bride, he ascended to the top turnbuckle! He wasted little time at all, launching himself and landing an almost perfect frog splash right into the big man on the canvas!



Jenny's face shows a look of sincere awe when Alex landed that splash



"Wow, Alex, that was beautiful! I didn't think you would climb those ropes, seeing as they aren't called "Hi-Risk" maneuvers without a reason. I find myself corrected. You know Alex, to be honest, I am really worried over you, Barbwire is far from a forgiving material, and the last thing I want, is for your body to look like SuMa's"


Alex got up, leaning against the turnbuckle, wiping his face with a towel as he listened to his bride.



'Well I will do everything in my power to ensure that my face or body never touch what counts as ring ropes in this match. But you know, it's rather exhilarating up there. Who knows! After this is over, maybe I will give up my job as General Manager and Director of Authority, and join the Revolution roster! What do you think?"



Jenny's look changes from awe to shock in a split second and she replies with a rather stern voice


"Out of the question Alex, the ring is a dangerous place, its so easy to get hurt there, not to mention the rather long list of enemies you have made in EWF and besides, I wouldn't want you to be all tired and exhausted when we got home."



"My love, you seem positively adamant about this. Not to worry, I was only fantasizing really. I have no true desire to be a pro wrestler. I'd much rather keep a position of power over them actually. Though I could see the perks of being one. Millions of people all over the world cheering you on, chanting your name."



He seemed to stare off into space as he thought it over in his mind, hearing the chants of the crowds in his mind.

"C'mon Alex, snap out of it. Sure, Wrestling might seems like a glamorous sport from your point of view. But remeber, the second you give up power, guys like Shaw, Linn and everybody else with even the slightest grudge vs you would be coming after you"



"You're right, my love. I am again just daydreaming. Perhaps I have been dropped on my head a few times too many today, hmm? I have been at this for about three hours already."



Admittedly he did look tired and somewhat winded, not to mention his chest showed he had apparently learned how to give and receive a few chops today. Though one had to give him credit, he was trying to learn!
Jenny taps Alex's cheek in her usual annoying way and swipes a drop of sweat of his chest


"You know, I do believe that three hours is enough, what do you say if we go home so I can give you some private lessons, assuming you still got energy left"



He wouldn't argue at this point as he really didn't feel like taking any more of a beating today than he already did. He nodded his head to his would-be bride, and opened the ropes for her to get out which he quickly followed.

"My goodness, the last time I recall sweating this much, it was our first night together!"

A bit of a grin on his face at that idea as he looked over to the showers.

"Should I get cleaned up before we go, love?"

Jenny glances around a bit before responding.

"Nah, it would be kinda pointless to take a shower, only to be forced to take another few hours later, dont you think? And by the way, please wear something more protective in the PPV, as I said, Barbwire is unforgiving... And I don't want every skirt-wearing skank to drool over your body in there."

The grin remained on his face as he put a shirt on, and grabbed his gym bag before catching up with her.

"Ohh, I see. It's alright for men to ogle the perfect curves of your body, but no one is allowed to see mine?"

He was obviously kidding her, not the least bit serious.

"Well, my curves make other men jealous of you, but your body only makes women wet their panties. there is a difference. But anyway, lets go, I came with my own car, so unless mr. Director of authority feels that riding shotgun in a perfectly restored 1969 Chevrolet Corvette is degrading to his status, you are free to hop in!"

The Director of Authority had no problem with that, as his arms were sore anyway. He climbed into the passenger seat, dropping his bag in the backseat. He would steal a kiss from his would-be wife before she started the car.

"You know, the funniest part about this is Shaw and Morbius think they have this match all well in hand like a purring kitten. But as I've said before, brains always triumph over brawn. And when it comes to me, I have always have an ace in the hole!"





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