Post by Kolic on Nov 13, 2015 17:21:34 GMT -6
Another snowy night in Canada, and with the day's tasks finished, that meant free time in the ol' hotel room. Kolic was hoping to spend the night catching up on his reading before turning in for the night. A knock on the door dragged his attention from the book. Resentfully he turned his attention from the page to the door. He should in all honesty do the courteous thing and answer the door with a polite smile. On the other hand, he didn't call the hotel facilities and anyone who knew he was staying there probably wasn't there for a friendly chat anyway.
Kolic: I've seen Tommy Boy, you're not going to fool me with the fake housekeeping routine.
There was a pause before an unmistakable sensual chuckle can be heard through the door.
Munin: Well that's convenient because I'm not offering it. I don't offer turn down service either just for the record.
The sound of her voice had Kolic closing his book with a sigh, one that would have shown as a visible cloud in an animated show.
Kolic: Go away Munin, don't you have a circus to run away to?
He reopened his book and slouched into his chair, determined to dismiss her.
Munin: Ha. Ha. Ha. It's nice to know your humor is as trite as ever. Are you going to open this door, or do I need to make a scene?
Kolic: You aren't making one now?
He smiled despite himself as he turned the page.
Munin: Ok, stay there and pout. I'll be right back with an axe.
*That* got his attention.
Kolic: You wouldn't…(a moment passes)...Munin?
The silence was his answer, and Kolic knew she was not one bit above following out with her threat. Slamming his book shut, he tossed it to the side, and headed to the door. With a grunt of frustration he yanked it open only to find a smiling Munin waiting for him.
Munin: Ello...
Kolic: You know, you could have called. Pretty sure room-to-room calls are free.
Munin: You're right I could have but I didn't…Besides I'm not staying in the hotel.
She shrugged her small shoulders, which caused the overly large sweater to fall off own shoulder in the process.
Munin: What's the point of Halloween if you can't pull a harmless trick?
He allowed her words a moment to process, before he shook his head in wonder. Only Munin could make such nonsense sound logical.
Kolic: Munin, Halloween has past by more than a week, and it was not a harmless trick...you would chop down my door with an axe.
Munin shrugged of his words not even bothering to look ashamed.
Munin: Better late than never and yes I would. But, as you can see I do not have an axe.
Kolic: Duly noted. So what brings you here, besides poking a stick at GZW's grouchy bear?
Munin: Grouchy bear? More like Grumpy Cat…
She giggled as her imagination supplied her with a picture of Kolic making the famous cat's expression.
Munin: Ahh hummm, I'm here to shoot a promo...
Kolic: Aaaaand that's why this guy's here. Lovely, should have known it wasn't for B-roll footage. Well, let's get this started.
He clears his throat and stands up straight.
Kolic: It looks like we're fighting each other at Arctic Blast. I am, of course, going to win simply because I say so. Blah blah blah, one step closer to the world title, et cetera et cetera. Now you respond...
He holds out his hand indicating that it's her turn.
Munin: I was thinking more along the lines of our underdog.
Leaning against the nearby wall she observes her fingernails with a practiced nonchalance.
Kolic: Oh, you're talking about Josh. Kind of funny that he takes off the disguise right before Halloween before he could get any candy out of the deal. In all seriousness though, now that he doesn't have a name and persona holding him back, he could be quite dangerous. Champa better take him more seriously than he has.
Munin nodded her head in agreement. She was actually pleased to see that Kolic shared her opinion.
Munin: Everyone should to be honest. Joshua is now more of a player on the chessboard than he ever has been before. He may not be either of our problems now, but I hope he will be in the very near future.
A satisfied Cheshire grin spread across her red stained lips.
Munin: Things couldn't have turned out better...
Kolic: Shall I pull a Champa and claim credit for his positive career direction?
He cups his chin with one hand and appears to think about doing so.
Kolic: No, that's totally lame. Why would anyone do that?
Munin rolled her eyes at him even thinking of such a thing.
Munin: I can't even currently think of a threat severe enough for if you decide to turn into Champa. One is enough.
Kolic: No kidding. Whatever happens at Arctic Blast, let's make sure the winner puts everything into keeping the title away from him. Although...despite his claims to the contrary, having his as champion should sink the company into a bottomless pit, which would accomplish my goals better than I'd planned. I'm suddenly conflicted.
Munin: Conflicted is that the best way to describe you now?
Kolic: You just had to make this serious, didn't you?
He rubs the back of his head and looks down at his feet.
Kolic: To be honest...yeah. I took a huge chance a year ago to bring down what I thought was an evil, corrupting force. I did terrible things to try and make it happen. What did it get me? Nothing. Less than nothing, because now Kate's joined up with Joshua. All I have now is this tournament to win a title and a status symbol in a company I would hate to promote. And yet...I can't lie and verbally support GZW when I'm morally opposed to so much of what it does. It's become a Catch-22; either I try to end the evil and forever alienate my friends and family, or I put on a mask to salvage what's left of my relationships.
Munin gave a small sigh, and her look was not entirely unsympathetic.
Munin: You do get often get yourself into a mess, but when you do you make it big.
Kolic: Stating the obvious doesn't really do much to change the situation.
Munin: It doesn't hurt it either...Have you tried to talk to her?
Kolic: Many times. She always lets the calls go to voicemail, and she was gone before I got back from Japan.
Munin: I wish I had some grand advice to tell you, but I have nothing at the moment.
Kolic: Sigh...nothing to do but wait I suppose.
He suddenly stares ahead in realization.
Kolic: Wait a minute, what am I doing opening up to you all of a sudden? And in front of him?
He points at the camera.
Kolic: I must be losing my focus to let this happen. This was your plan I bet, to psyche me out before we fought at the show. Well played, but it's not going to work any more.
An eye roll was her immediate response.
Munin: Kolic, there are much better ways to screw with your head.
With a sigh she moved past him, and reached for the door.
Munin: You aren't the only one conflicted in one way or another. Just keep your head clear when you get in that ring...everything else can wait.
Kolic: Of course. In the meantime, I think GZG got enough from us to keep them fed for a while. I'll see you at the show Munin.
Munin gave him one last smile before slipping out the door. Kolic stood there for several more seconds before he cleared his throat loudly. The cameraman took the hint and made his exit as well, cutting off the feed.
Kolic: I've seen Tommy Boy, you're not going to fool me with the fake housekeeping routine.
There was a pause before an unmistakable sensual chuckle can be heard through the door.
Munin: Well that's convenient because I'm not offering it. I don't offer turn down service either just for the record.
The sound of her voice had Kolic closing his book with a sigh, one that would have shown as a visible cloud in an animated show.
Kolic: Go away Munin, don't you have a circus to run away to?
He reopened his book and slouched into his chair, determined to dismiss her.
Munin: Ha. Ha. Ha. It's nice to know your humor is as trite as ever. Are you going to open this door, or do I need to make a scene?
Kolic: You aren't making one now?
He smiled despite himself as he turned the page.
Munin: Ok, stay there and pout. I'll be right back with an axe.
*That* got his attention.
Kolic: You wouldn't…(a moment passes)...Munin?
The silence was his answer, and Kolic knew she was not one bit above following out with her threat. Slamming his book shut, he tossed it to the side, and headed to the door. With a grunt of frustration he yanked it open only to find a smiling Munin waiting for him.
Munin: Ello...
Kolic: You know, you could have called. Pretty sure room-to-room calls are free.
Munin: You're right I could have but I didn't…Besides I'm not staying in the hotel.
She shrugged her small shoulders, which caused the overly large sweater to fall off own shoulder in the process.
Munin: What's the point of Halloween if you can't pull a harmless trick?
He allowed her words a moment to process, before he shook his head in wonder. Only Munin could make such nonsense sound logical.
Kolic: Munin, Halloween has past by more than a week, and it was not a harmless trick...you would chop down my door with an axe.
Munin shrugged of his words not even bothering to look ashamed.
Munin: Better late than never and yes I would. But, as you can see I do not have an axe.
Kolic: Duly noted. So what brings you here, besides poking a stick at GZW's grouchy bear?
Munin: Grouchy bear? More like Grumpy Cat…
She giggled as her imagination supplied her with a picture of Kolic making the famous cat's expression.
Munin: Ahh hummm, I'm here to shoot a promo...
Kolic: Aaaaand that's why this guy's here. Lovely, should have known it wasn't for B-roll footage. Well, let's get this started.
He clears his throat and stands up straight.
Kolic: It looks like we're fighting each other at Arctic Blast. I am, of course, going to win simply because I say so. Blah blah blah, one step closer to the world title, et cetera et cetera. Now you respond...
He holds out his hand indicating that it's her turn.
Munin: I was thinking more along the lines of our underdog.
Leaning against the nearby wall she observes her fingernails with a practiced nonchalance.
Kolic: Oh, you're talking about Josh. Kind of funny that he takes off the disguise right before Halloween before he could get any candy out of the deal. In all seriousness though, now that he doesn't have a name and persona holding him back, he could be quite dangerous. Champa better take him more seriously than he has.
Munin nodded her head in agreement. She was actually pleased to see that Kolic shared her opinion.
Munin: Everyone should to be honest. Joshua is now more of a player on the chessboard than he ever has been before. He may not be either of our problems now, but I hope he will be in the very near future.
A satisfied Cheshire grin spread across her red stained lips.
Munin: Things couldn't have turned out better...
Kolic: Shall I pull a Champa and claim credit for his positive career direction?
He cups his chin with one hand and appears to think about doing so.
Kolic: No, that's totally lame. Why would anyone do that?
Munin rolled her eyes at him even thinking of such a thing.
Munin: I can't even currently think of a threat severe enough for if you decide to turn into Champa. One is enough.
Kolic: No kidding. Whatever happens at Arctic Blast, let's make sure the winner puts everything into keeping the title away from him. Although...despite his claims to the contrary, having his as champion should sink the company into a bottomless pit, which would accomplish my goals better than I'd planned. I'm suddenly conflicted.
Munin: Conflicted is that the best way to describe you now?
Kolic: You just had to make this serious, didn't you?
He rubs the back of his head and looks down at his feet.
Kolic: To be honest...yeah. I took a huge chance a year ago to bring down what I thought was an evil, corrupting force. I did terrible things to try and make it happen. What did it get me? Nothing. Less than nothing, because now Kate's joined up with Joshua. All I have now is this tournament to win a title and a status symbol in a company I would hate to promote. And yet...I can't lie and verbally support GZW when I'm morally opposed to so much of what it does. It's become a Catch-22; either I try to end the evil and forever alienate my friends and family, or I put on a mask to salvage what's left of my relationships.
Munin gave a small sigh, and her look was not entirely unsympathetic.
Munin: You do get often get yourself into a mess, but when you do you make it big.
Kolic: Stating the obvious doesn't really do much to change the situation.
Munin: It doesn't hurt it either...Have you tried to talk to her?
Kolic: Many times. She always lets the calls go to voicemail, and she was gone before I got back from Japan.
Munin: I wish I had some grand advice to tell you, but I have nothing at the moment.
Kolic: Sigh...nothing to do but wait I suppose.
He suddenly stares ahead in realization.
Kolic: Wait a minute, what am I doing opening up to you all of a sudden? And in front of him?
He points at the camera.
Kolic: I must be losing my focus to let this happen. This was your plan I bet, to psyche me out before we fought at the show. Well played, but it's not going to work any more.
An eye roll was her immediate response.
Munin: Kolic, there are much better ways to screw with your head.
With a sigh she moved past him, and reached for the door.
Munin: You aren't the only one conflicted in one way or another. Just keep your head clear when you get in that ring...everything else can wait.
Kolic: Of course. In the meantime, I think GZG got enough from us to keep them fed for a while. I'll see you at the show Munin.
Munin gave him one last smile before slipping out the door. Kolic stood there for several more seconds before he cleared his throat loudly. The cameraman took the hint and made his exit as well, cutting off the feed.
