>>10548443>>10558379>[As Kelly Omega gets back through the curtain, some pencil-pushing executive calls Omega over. He smells like cigarette smoke, but even that can’t mask the stench of failure Omega is becoming known by.]“Almost got it, Karen. I’m sure you’ll get there eventually. Just keep on working hard, pull yourself up by your bootstraps. No plans for you going forward, so you’d be best just getting back together with Violet. We reckon she can help you out. The Dog’s high on her, and we hope she can keep her momentum going. Fans loved her match with Maria! Oh, you should hear all the thing...”
>[As the man drones on, Omega doesn’t even bother correcting him. Frankly her neck hurts too much to get all riled up. Instead, she heads to the locker room to grab her things. At this point, there’s only a handful of people around. Though their face is in a locker on her own, anyone could tell you who the sandy blonde twintails belong to. An athletic body, honed in combat. Tan lines for the aesthetics, sure, but mainly because she doesn’t waste her time in a gym like so many others.]>[For the longest time, Omega wanted to team with Holly. Then their most recent verbal battles gave way to the brief moments they just shared in the ring. If Priscilla weren’t so determined to spoil the fans’ parties, Holly most definitely would have get one up on Omega. Omega wants to say something. Congratulate the rookie. Hell, congratulate the main eventer in front her. But she can’t do it. Maybe Skelly Skelly was right. Every time Omega opens her mouth, she just makes things worse. Omega puts her hair into a ponytail, and really thinks about what to say. Even running it over in her head, there’s only one think Omega decides she should say to Holly’s back as she leaves.]“Shame about the main event.”
>[Before Holly can reply, Omega slings her bag over her shoulders and leaves, letting the door swing shut with a echoing thunk.] 