The Cage: Marissa & Marx

"You go have a shower then I'll be waiting out here until you are done." she said.

After a while, Rissa went back to change and planned to shower back at the hotel. She was not in the mood to talk to anyone else here.

Marx-headed for the shower and was passing Rissa on the way*...we'll finish this when it's time in a few months...don't lose till I reach you

She ignored him as she walked passed, wanting ever so much to murder him on the spot.

Marx-entered the shower and got washing up from the match*

A while alter she arrived back to a rather annoyed Tony, "Yeah yeah i did't tell you I went out."

Tony-was annoyed* Where the hell were you? A lot of sponsors were wondering where you went

"I needed some time to myself." she said, "I'm showering now." she said grabbing her needed attire and a fresh towel.

Tony-was confused* I...wh...*he sighed* fine...just...tell me next time

She went to wash up. 'Everyone is a pest.'

What she couldn't get off her mind though was that guy who she fought, she could tell he wasn't going all in yet was able to take her down.

She sighed feeling the water flowing over her face, "When I see him in the ring I'll throttle him." she growled.

Meanwhile


Marx-sat in the passenger seat with his Agent driving* it'll be tough to take her down, I believe I lit a fire under her, which excites me so I know she'll be giving me her best

"but you might have also incur her wrath." she laughed, "She's known to be merciless if you've gotten her mad before a match."

Marx-good...again I want to know if I can truly beat her at her best...I have to prove that I can

"Just be careful still. Her fan base is also ruthless." she added.

Marx-OH I KNOW *he laughed a bit* I've...I've debated with a few of them online before

"Just be careful" she said, "I know a sparring match is just that...but i could see a wildness in her eyes...and it...was all anger."

Marx-I know...but this is what I want...I want to ignite the fire she once had

"ONce? You think she doesn't have it any more?" she asked.

Marx-no...she seems bored now...like the spark had left

"........Well i think one reason would be that pig of a manager/coach she has." she said.

Marx-yeah I saw him on TV...seems like a real asshole...I lucked out

"He is. We worked in the same gym once before.....he's real....gropey." she growled.

Marx-and she works for him...that can't be...fun

"I feel sorry for her if that's the case I think it might be." she said.