OCW WOMEN'S CHAMPIONSHIP
EMP vs. HARRI ETIQUETTE*
The scene opens to RATTLE N HUM (West) a few blocks from the Manhattan Center, where DOC and Mugen are leaned over, visibly battered and bruised from their physical encounter earlier in the night.
DOC has his towel wrapped around his neck with an ice pack strapped to his shoulder, while Mugen is cooling himself with a rainbow-coloured fan.
Both of their chests are purple from chops as they sit down with the drinks that DOC promised a few weeks ago. The two sit together in silence for a long moment, before the silence is only broken by the sounds of their pained groans.
DOC: Uurgh…
The KANG wipes his face with his towel.
Mugen: Fuuuuuuuuuuh, tonight has been less than an optimal night. To be put simply.
The Organza Overlord takes a sip of his equally flamboyant cocktail.
DOC: I’m starting to think this was a bad idea…
Another long silence.
Mugen: You can say that again old sport.
DOC puts his glass of whiskey down and gives Mugen a half-joking shove, causing the cocktail to spill a bit out onto the bar surface.
DOC: What a fight it was though, old sport! What an honour.
Mugen doesn’t turn to face DOC, instead opting to look at the spilled drink in front of him.
Mugen: You just spilled my drink……..wait a second…….do you think that this was just a one and done?
DOC’s smile drops and he sits straight up in knowing acknowledgement.
DOC: Yeah, no, you’re right, it isn’t, is it?
Mugen nods slowly and fidgets under his chair, reaching for something. He unsheathes an Asian Beat Stick, throwing it between himself and DOC. Startled, the KANG jumps back, reaching for a folding chair leaning against the left hand side of the bar.
They both stand up, stancing with their weapons drawn, silhouetted by neon lights emanating from behind the bar. They stare down for a few seconds, before a bartender comes rushing in to face the commotion.
Bartender: HEY! You can’t do that in here!
Mugen: My apologies, old sport! I was just leaving.
With an elegant flourish, Mugen stuffs a $100 bill into the barman’s pocket, before pushing his seat to the floor for absolutely no reason and pointing at the side of his head as if he outsmarted DOC.
Bartender: You there, mind helping me clear up this mess?
DOC: Goddammi-
End scene.
OCW WORLD CHAMPIONSHIP
RUST COHLE vs. HELL HARVEY*
