Final Confrontation (Open mostly to Stray)

[Hemorrhage is walking back stage looking aimlessly at the ground, muttering ot himself]

Hemorrhage:"How the hell did I lose...I had it all planned out..."

[He bumps into someone walking by]

Hemorrhage:"Sorry there..."

[He looks up at the man and finds him staring face to face with Stray]

Hemorrhage:"You..."

{OOC:Stray could add dialogue. I want this RP to lead into our final match at the PPV.}

Stray looks to Hemorrhage, ignoring the fact that he had just bumped into him, then begins to shake his head.

Hmmm, Oh, Hemorrhage. You should really focus on what you're doing, pal. You might actually win an important match.

Stray smirks slyly before shaking his head.
[If Hem would like to add anything extra here, feel free to do so, and I'll edit as needed.]

Don't get me wrong though, I'm sure you gave it your best shot. There will be other challenges later on down the road. Anyhow, if you'll excuse me, I have an important match to get ready for. A match to prove to everyone that I'm not UNWA's whipping boy.

With everything said and done, Stray stares down Hemorrhage before walking past him, cracking his knuckles and stretching his arms out as he makes his way towards the entrance ramp.

Hemorrhage:"Good luck, Stray. The last thing I would want you to do is get yourself hurt."

[Hemorrhage turns around and smiles at his sarcasm]