battale royal

Rey Rey sprints to the Gm's office knocking down the door

"Can I be in the *pant* scramble? *pant*"

the old woman gives rey rey a curious look.

"you seem to be in a hurry. actually the scramble was last week, but if you mean the battle royale for a title shot at the middleweight title...you're in. i assume you will not be worried about having to hurt aaron o'shea if it means you can secure yourself a title shot?"

"Don't worry all O' Shea would get is probably a mortal flesh wound and a fatality."

Rey Rey sits down in a chair next to the door

"Sooo you wanna hang out?"