Post by gvb on Feb 19, 2021 17:33:31 GMT -6
1x17 PUNICA FIDES
The Gym
February 15, 2021
2:12 PM
It was only the first hour of the afternoon on a Monday, the first day after the Domino Effect weekend, but Trinity Thompson was already back to the grind. Fresh off her prestigious win on night one’s pre-show match, the eighteen years old was practicing the same kick that gave her team the win on Saturday, by her own admission a tribute to Tiff Rollins’ Death Kick. It looks a lot faster and harder than it was two weeks ago, all that practice and the former Cloud Gate champion’s advice were clearly paying off. But it wasn’t enough for the young girl, determined to turn that superkick into a sentence, a killshot much like her idol’s finishing maneuver.
Speaking of the devil, as Trin was about to uncork another practice kick, she turned to spot the former champion herself. Her demeanor was slightly different than normal though. Tiffany was looking a little tentative, or at least a little more tentative than usual. This wasn’t her first time back in the gym since her encounter with the Gold Star last week, but it was her first time back unsupervised, and understandably, she was looking a little anxious…
Tiff:
Hey…
A smile spread on Trinity’s lips as she saw Tiffany approaching her. Instantly dropping her fighting stance, the young student grabbed the bottle of water she left on the floor and took a long sip, wiping the sweat from her forehead with the back of her hand.
Trinity Thompson:
Hey Tiff! Welcome back to the Academy, I hope your Valentine’s Day went well..
She greeted the former champion with some casual talk, something that Tiff was not expecting after what happened to her, and what the world found out about on Friday. This helped to calm her nerves down a little bit, but there’s still something off about her.
Tiff:
Yeah...I mean...yeah...it did…
Trinity Thompson:
Is everything alright?
Not hiding a slight concern, Trinity took a step toward her friend.
Trinity Thompson:
If it’s for what Olly said at the PPV, you shouldn’t worry about it.. Everybody knows that’s not true, he just loves to be a jerk, that’s all he’s good at...
Tiff:
No it’s…
It looked like she was about to say something, only to quickly stop herself in her tracks.
Tiff:
...don’t worry about it.
Trinity let out a sigh.
Trinity Thompson:
No, it doesn’t work that way, Tiffany. The day you walked through that door, you became one of us. You decided to come back to the Academy rather than going straight back to the main roster because you thought you needed help, right?
She inched closer, resting a hand on Tiff’s shoulder.
Trinity Thompson:
Then let us help you. I may not be able to do much, but if there’s something I’m good at, that’s listening. Tell me what’s wrong…
It took a moment, but Tiff finally took a deep breath. She stopped looking down at the floor long enough to meet Trin eye to eye, probably for the first time since she got here…
Tiff:
I just...
She took another deep breath.
Tiff:
...I just wanted to say congratulations…
The surprised look on Trin’s face only lasted a moment, before turning into the widest of smiles.
Trinity Thompson:
T-thank you…
She stuttered, visibly emotional now. And how would she not be? The person she looked up to just congratulated her!
Trinity Thompson:
I.. I did exactly what you told me and it worked. So that win is half yours too.. That’s… That’s what I wanted to tell you when I came looking for you after the match. To thank you for your advice and…
A small hesitation in her voice, a quick look around before she shook her head.
Trinity Thompson:
And something else but that’s not important anymore. But mostly to thank you, yeah.
Tiff gave a faint smile back at her. Trin never really made it a secret how much she looked up to her, and although Tiff knew it, she never really opened up to her before, not wanting her to see how lowly she thought of herself. With that said however, there was one last thing Tiff needed to do…
Tiff:
I appreciate it, but I had nothing to do with your win. You’ve got quite a cannon on you…
Trin blushed slightly after that.
Tiff:
Do you think...maybe...if it’s not too much trouble...do you think you could do me a favor?
Her eyes just light up at the request. Nodding her head enthusiastically, she immediately accepted, without even knowing what she was going to ask.
Trinity Thompson:
Of course! What do you need me to do?
She was not prepared for Tiff’s unusual request...
Tiff:
I want you to hit me...as hard as you can.
Trinity Thompson:
Wait… What?
Trinity was obviously caught off guard, even taking a step back.
Trinity Thompson:
Why… Why would I hit you? Why would you want that?
Instantly realizing how awkward this was, Tiff quickly tried to calm her down, not wanting to make a big deal about this.
Tiff:
Listen… I know it’s weird. I’m sorry. But…
The frustration was clear on her face.
Tiff:
...but I need to know if I can take it. What happened to me last week...I have to move on from that...
To Trin’s horror, Tiff then dropped to her knees.
Tiff:
Please. It’s the only way I know how…
To say that she was hesitant was an understatement. She tried to change her mind, almost begged her to get up on her feet. But Tiffany was adamant on her request, leaving her face wide open. Reluctantly, Trinity stepped back and charged in, but her foot stopped inches away from Rollins’ face.
Trinity Thompson:
I can’t…
Tiffany barely whispered “please”, and Trinity was left with no choice but to oblige. Again she backed down a few steps, measuring the distance and took a deep breath. She closed her eyes, unable to stand the sight of what she was doing, but she quickly opened them in horror after hearing the sound of her foot connecting to her skull. Rollins was down and Trinity immediately dropped down next to her.
Trinity Thompson:
Oh God… I’m so sorry…
Tiffany was barely conscious. Trin cradled her head as she slowly regained her senses, looking up at Trin, who was devastated after what she just did. Tiff was groggy, but despite this, she let out a lackadaisical smile.
Tiff:
Fucking hell… So that’s what it feels like?
A weak chuckle escaped her lips. Feeling immediately relieved, Trinity let out a soft sigh.
Trinity Thompson:
Feeling bad for all those you kicked now?
She laughed lightly, before turning serious once again.
Trinity Thompson:
But seriously, are you alright? Want me to call someone?
She offered the former champion her water bottle, in case she needed to freshen up. Tiff refused though, instead trying to get back up. Trin obviously helped her as soon as she saw her losing balance. She offered to call someone for help again, but instead, as Tiff stumbled back to her knees, she stopped Trin before saying something else to her.
Tiff:
Don’t worry about me. With a kick like that, you’ll do better than I ever did...
Trin wanted to stop her there, but Tiff quickly interrupted her.
Tiff:
In fact, you already are…
That’s when she almost stumbled back down, only just being caught by Trin at the last second.
Tiff:
I think I need to lie down…
Trinity sat back next to her and placed the bottle on the former champion’s head. It wasn’t really cold anymore, but it seemed to bring some relief to Tiffany.
Trinity Thompson:
Well, good thing I was juuuuuust about taking a break then.
She wasn’t, she had actually just started her training when Tiffany got there. But she wasn’t leaving her alone now. If Tiffany didn’t want her to call for help, she surely couldn’t make her leave.
Trinity Thompson:
So, how was your weekend? Did you see Asher? Well, of course you did, what a silly question… Tell me something about him, he seems like a nice guy…
Trinity was pretty much blathering on, a barrage of words that probably wasn’t helping the already dazed Tiffany. But Trin wouldn’t stop talking, and Tiff eventually gave up, answering some of her questions.
Mixed Team Tag Match
JJ Night & Millie Smith VS Cash Blye & Trinity Thompson
WINNER: JJ Night & Millie Smith (JJ IS THE NEW CONTENDER TO THE GOLD STAR) BY: Pinfall (Roll-Up), 12:06 |
Team Title Match
Team Ali © (Rian Ellis & Dez Ali) VS Team Strike (Tiana Petrova-Hammond & Olly)
WINNER: Team Ali (STILL TEAM CHAMPIONS) BY: Pinfall (Inverted suplex), 14:28 |