Lawrence Knight meets Niv Demise

Lawrence Knight arrives at the locker room and throws his hands into the air. Richard Jacov follows in behind him, bags in tow.

Lawrence Knight: Does everything in this place suck? Dick, I guess throw the bags down over there and scurry along to go do anything else but be around me. If I need a drink, you’ll be sure to find out.

Jacov leaves the locker room shaking his head and muttering under his breath. Lawrence shouts to him as he leaves, then attends to his things.

LK: You keep up that horrible attitude, and you won’t get a tip next time!

Arriving to the communal locker rooms, Niv carries a black canvas bag over his shoulder, showing his common anger and serious mix expression. It’s been a couple of weeks since the closing of TBG, and another couple since Pushing the Limits, the last PPV he could participate in the beloved roster… He views the situation, as a chapter of his life that ended too early, making him a bit frustrated. His pride has wounds that haven’t healed completely, after his loses to Legend. As Niv begins to place his things into his locker, and he is about to leave the room Lawrence speaks up.

LK: God, this place sucks! Every step I take, it just gets worse and worse. Hey bro, is everywhere we go this disgusting?

Niv slowly turns around, less than excited with the stranger apparition. He explores him a few times going up and down with his eyes. Finally he replies.

Niv: First of all, I seriously doubt we are somehow related, so keep that ‘bro’ to you next time. Second, you better think twice before running your mouth, I’m sick and quite tired of the people of your kind, just spoiled boys sons of their rich daddies who get everything without moving a single muscle.

Niv, after throwing a cold visage to Lawrence, approaches his locker room to place the rest of his things. Lawrence turns around with a sly grin and slowly puts his arms in the air as he sizes up Niv.

LK: Whoa, BRO! No need for the hostilities!

Lawrence puts his arms down and takes a couple of steps towards Niv as he keeps talking.

LK: I wasn’t asking for your opinion on how much your life sucks compared to mine - I already knew that. I was just asking a simple question. IS … or ISN’T everywhere we go this disgusting?

Niv raises a brow.

Niv: Please forget my rudeness, ‘bro’. I think we haven’t been introduced yet. Once, I used to be like you… Sport car, expensive suits, even the palpable arrogance that makes the businessmen so famous. That was upon when I arrived to The Breeding Grounds.

He slightly smiles, and advances a few steps forward.

Niv: Though, I have changed a bit since then. Now I radiate aggression, and don’t trust a single soul of this building. That’s the immediate effect this place causes on wrestlers like you, and the old me I guess.

Now the smile is wide open, the disturbing red eyes of the Firestarter shine more than ever.

Niv: Let me give you friend to friend tip, watch your back. These grounds are… unpredictable. Oh, and by the way, the third floor is the nicest place to be around

Lawrence raises his shoulders with each chuckle. He rubs his chin a couple of times, flashes another quick laugh, and says as he points to Niv.

LK: I was wondering how long it was going to take me to bump into one of you depressed losers.

As he takes a few steps closer to Niv, Lawrence cocks his head a little to a side and looks right into Niv’s eyes.

LK: See, your first mistake is thinking that I am anything like you. The fact of the matter is you’re nothing but a joke to me. I could care less about your trust, your tips, where you’ve been, what you’ve done, who you did it with, and how much you paid them. What matters to me is here and now. The Suits that pay your bills brought me in to clean the place up a bit. They wanted someone a little more in their image, and a little bit less of the freak show that was The Breeding Grounds. But, man, when they told me I was starting at the bottom and working my way up, I didn’t think they meant I’d be scraping the scum off the bottom of the barrel. Our little chat just made my life a little bit easier, because tonight I'm gonna start with you.

Niv tilts his head a bit.

Niv: This may be interesting then. I will show you that arrogance won't give you good results here. Far from it. Will be my honor, to give you a modesty lesson.

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