Thunderhawk puts his new belt on a bench next to him and considers it for a long time. He then takes a half-disgusted look.
"I don't deserve this ... And dunno why, this little thing gets annoying. Too much attention on me."
He takes the belt and throws it on the floor, massaging his head. He then takes off his black mask, and puts a new one on. It's a white one.
"I don't care about it. If i'll win or lose, no importance. Until i'll keep my good period. Even .. it would be better to lose it, i'll have less attention on me."
He pokes his forehead and takes a deep breath.
"Time to start all over again, old chap ..." He opens his right hand and hits it with a punch, then leaves, after having taken his belt, holding it as a nocive thing.
Tue Apr 21, 2009 1:54 pm