Post by Scott "Maniac" Manor on Oct 15, 2011 21:49:38 GMT -5
Manor had done everything he could to get out the hospital and finish with the cops early. He managed to get away with just a couple fines, though the doctor refused to clear him to wrestle until the PPV. Even with the restriction and advice of his doctor, he made his way down to a local gym with a ton of things on his mind.
Manor took off his shirt putting it on a nearby bench, showing his bandaged body to the others in the gym as he started to become lost in thought. While jogging on a treadmill, his mind had become obsessed with two things. The first is that he knew Lilith got into his head. She had managed to provoke thoughts that he had always kept to himself.
The thoughts themselves, weren't anything new to him. It was the fact that now Lilith saw that side of him, that he worried about. She knew him better than he thought she did, and now she knew even more about him. The more he tried to figure out how things might play out with her involved, the more it frustrated him because he had no clue.
The second thing occupying his mind was Adrian Taylor. Lilith had tugged at some of his biggest worries and he could feel a bigger urge to want Adrian's head on a stick. He hadn't heard word about what kind of condition Adrian was in right now and could only hope it was as bad as him.
Suddenly, as Manor was lost in his thoughts, he slipped on the treadmill, banging his sore spots hard, and ending up on the ground. Slowly he picked himself up off the ground, before sitting on the bench and wiping some sweat off his face with his shirt.
Manor took off his shirt putting it on a nearby bench, showing his bandaged body to the others in the gym as he started to become lost in thought. While jogging on a treadmill, his mind had become obsessed with two things. The first is that he knew Lilith got into his head. She had managed to provoke thoughts that he had always kept to himself.
The thoughts themselves, weren't anything new to him. It was the fact that now Lilith saw that side of him, that he worried about. She knew him better than he thought she did, and now she knew even more about him. The more he tried to figure out how things might play out with her involved, the more it frustrated him because he had no clue.
The second thing occupying his mind was Adrian Taylor. Lilith had tugged at some of his biggest worries and he could feel a bigger urge to want Adrian's head on a stick. He hadn't heard word about what kind of condition Adrian was in right now and could only hope it was as bad as him.
Suddenly, as Manor was lost in his thoughts, he slipped on the treadmill, banging his sore spots hard, and ending up on the ground. Slowly he picked himself up off the ground, before sitting on the bench and wiping some sweat off his face with his shirt.