A Chance Encounter

[The camera opens backstage after the conclusion of the match between The Last Blacksmith and BASH. Jacob hawk can be seen sitting on top of a crate with headphones on. The Last Blacksmith walks through the curtain to the backstage with the sound of faint cheers from the arena crowd behind him. Jacob Hawk looks up and stands up from the crate before approaching The Last Blacksmith.]

Jacob Hawk: Hey man, you got a minute?

The Last Blacksmith: It depends…

Jacob Hawk: I just wanted to say I saw your match. You kicked ass. It's nice to see someone giving that DNS freak ass whooping he deserved.

The Last Blacksmith: Thanks kid..

Jacob Hawk: I have to deal with another frog-faced Frankenstein freak, Belakor. I swear when I get my hands on him I'm going to stop his head through the mat!

The Last Blacksmith: Then good luck.. I guess

Blacksmith starts to leave but Jacob continues

Jacob Hawk: It sucks tonight was your last match. I liked watching you out there. You know how to take a hit and get back up again and again!

The Last Blacksmith: ok kid, listen to me. it's been a battle out there, and now I have no intention of interacting.

Jacob Hawk: Alright man, well I'm not going to take up much of your time. Maybe we'll talk again?

The Last Blacksmith: Maybe…

The camera fades out as The Last Blacksmith walks away and Jacob Hawk

hops back on the crate.

Edited March 24, 20251 yr by Alex Asher