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Topic Started: Nov 13 2007, 05:42 PM (206 Views)
Clifton Blaze
sVo Rookie
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Waking early has never been a friend of his, even as a child, it took longer than usual to get Clifton out of bed. He pajamas sticky with sweat, like most children, he would tell his Mother the usual "Five more minutes!" line and roll back over in his bed. This morning was no different, except the subtraction of Mrs. Blaze, and the addition of that annoying buzz most people here at the ass-crack of dawn.

BUZZZZZZZZZZZ.

"Dammit, five more minutes!"

He rolls over in his bed, throwing his arm towards the alarm clock, knocking it from its usual resting place on his nightstand. The buzzing comes to a stop, the numbers on the clock reading a glowing green "7:35 A.M.".

"I knew I shouldn't have set that damn thing last night, I shouldn't have drank with those girls at the casino, either." He thinks to himself, his eyes hurting from the beams of sunlight cascading over his room.

The Las Vegas night life has always been an exciting one, and last night was no different. With Clifton Blaze signing with sVo, one can expect that partying was a must, especially after the interview he gave. Speaking of the interview, the young redhead, Katie Smith had been clinging in Clifton's mind all night. Even when girls were flocking to his side at the blackjack table, Blaze thought of her.

"I gotta' get up." He bursts, throwing his blanket down to the ground and sliding forth so he is sitting up, his feet pressed against the carpet of the Las Vegas hotel room.

His tank top, some call it a wife beater, looked like something a gang member would wear, not a highly paid wrestling superstar such as "Hot Rod". He stands and walks across the room, to the miniature kitchen the hotel has supplied for the master suites. He reaches into the mini-fridge and pulls out a bottle of Bailey's. The sweet smell of caramel floods the room as Clifton chugs the liquor and coffee flavored mixture. He walks back to the bed, reaching under it and throws his suitcase onto the bed, opening it, then slipping into a pair of track pants. The scene fades.

- - - - - - -

The hotel gym, a place where most guest steer clear of. Clifton sweats as his legs work double time to keep up with the speed of the treadmill. His mind is still flooded with the thoughts of the petite redhead, but this morning is no different from any other.

Working out daily has been a routine in the Blaze family since Clifton were in middle school. Playing football throughout his school years, even a little in college, really helped him become an athlete, and propelled him into the world of sports entertainment. He looks down at his watch, a stunned look crosses his face as he presses a button on the treadmill, and comes to a stop.

Working out alone helps one focus on their personal achievements, Clifton knew what his were, and with his first match in sVo nearing, really wanted to impress the owners and fans, and especially Katie Smith. This was much like his routine when he would get prepared for a match in Florida State Wrestling. He would stay focused, watch tape of the wrestlers he were up against, and try to piece out a strategy.

It would be easier if the soft lips of the redhead weren't interrupting his process. Things would be much easier if he could find tape of Tristan Walker.

"I'll have to wing it", he blurts out, as if he were thinking aloud. Clifton had competed in a few Hardcore bouts in FSW, but none against someone as talented as the two opponents for the upcoming Showdown.

"Stay focused, think of the match, think of what spots I'll hit to get this win, I need this win, I want to see Katie- -"

He stops thinking about it, he gulps down some water from a nearby water fountain and grabs his towel from the treadmill. He wipes his head and heads out of the glass door, into the lobby of the hotel.
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