The Cage: Marissa & Marx

She got back to the hotel room and she slammed the door and glared at Tony, "WHY THE FUCK IS THAT ASSHOLE IN THIS HOTEL!!!!!"

Tony-hmm? You talking about your opponent? hmm...guess he had the same idea...well like it or not I do not own the hotels and I don't have control on who stays

".........You are to KNOW this stuff TONY!" she growled, "You can forget any FUN tonight!" she said, heading to the bathroom to shower.

Tony-no time for that I have a meeting to get too *he gathered his things*

She didn't respond as she got into the shower.

Tony-headed on out with files and his briefcase* Hmm...she didn't seem as annoyed with him, but only about the surprise

Meanwhile Mel was leaving the room of the hotel leaving for a meeting as well.

Tony-well well it seems our paths cross again Mel *he smirked*

She passed and sighed aloud, "What do you want pig?" she frowned.

Tony-I'm on my way to a meeting is all...but what are you doing out here on your own?

"The SAME meeting Pig. Not like its a surprise." she said. She disposed Tony and never called him by his name unless in front of others.

Tony-still upset when I humiliated you when my fighter took yours out 9 seconds into a match?....or was it when you were desperate and allowed me your body the one night *he smirked*

"NEITHER pig." she said, not letting him get to her, "I wouldn't come near me AGAIN, unless you want a taser to the BALLS." which she and done to be him before.

Tony-hehehe...no I'm good...I don't need a used goods

"Good STAY the fuck away and you'll live longer, pig." she warned again and went to her car, driving on before he could speak any more.

Rissa came out of her bathroom and sighed, "...Great...Now I'm so frustrated I need relief.....fucking hell.." he groaned.

Marx-stepped out of the shower* after a work out I figured I'd be ready for bed but I'm not

Didn't want to just go find some random guy to bang, she decided to go and deal with it herself.

Marx-laid back and stared at the ceiling *got a week or two before this fight*

Laying on her bed, touching herself, "Ah...fuck....." he groaned.

Marx-...I can't wait....till I get her again *he sighed* I wish she was here to help me sleep

"...fuck...its not working enough for mee..." he complained and stopped, not getting enough relief.

Marx-I need to get some fresh air *He got up and got some shorts and shirts on as well as slippers and headed down out front

She got dressed again and went on to see if a walk and air will get her chilled out. She remembered seeing a vending machine with canned coffee, "Fuck it...." she headed on to go get one.....or two.

Marx-stretched and tapped his foot* can't do anything about this right now *He headed back inside* I need a drink is what I need

Rissa was already out of the room and in the Elevator, looking a there coins and sighed, "Will need to tap my car instead..." she sighed, hating using her credit card for little things.