He turns around, revealing himself to be on the phone, as the camera moves closer.
(Heinrich): I'll be there soon. Honest. I've got a promo to do, and then I've just got to find my bloody gym bag…
The sound of his elder brother; Hans, is heard from the speaker.
(Hans): *Laughs* Well don't be too long!
(Heinrich): I'll try!
He hangs up the phone, and allows his head to turn, casting his gaze over the room, searching for his gym bag in amongst the various bags still left unpacked or partially emptied from his time back home in Germany.
After a few moments, a frustrated sigh comes from his lips.
(Heinrich): Oh forget it…
He can't help but scan the room one more time, before he crosses to the computer desk settled against one of the walls, upon which his laptop is already set up and running.
Pulling out the chair, he settles himself in, allowing a few moments to compose himself, before logging onto HWA.com, and beginning his podcast…
(Heinrich): Well hello everyone, welcome to my pod cast; exclusive to HWA.com. I’ll start of by saying that the last few days have been very productive, I’ve spent a fair amount of time training both in, and outside of the gym. Weights, cardio, sparring etcetera etcetera… Being off for the last two events has given my body plenty of time to recover from all the knocks it’s had…
He meshes his fingers together, elbows still on the table.
(Heinrich): Which brings me on nicely to my opponent this coming show; the newly crowned Spotlight champion; Fallen. A man who, it seems, should definitely consider taking some time off, and perhaps making an appointment to see a doctor who specializes in head injuries.
He clears his throat, leaning forward somewhat.
(Heinrich): You see Steven, I fought you last July. That would make this our second encounter, not first. Yeah, I had Logan as a tag partner, and you had Draconis, but still, we were distinctly in the same ring as one another on at least one occasion during that match. Although…
He sighs exasperatedly, head shaking in concert with this.
(Heinrich): … both you and Draconis seemed to think that I was my brother; Hans. There’s a good chance you probably still think that in fact…
He titters with amusement.
(Heinrich): Now I can deal with the pretentiousness of Ronnie, sift through the lies that Eddie comes out with, have a laugh at what Logan says next even. But I really can’t stand stupidity…
The smile on his face begins to disappear.
(Heinrich): You don’t have to worry about me bringing my ‘A-game’ though Steven, I give nothing less after all. Kindly drop the dark and scary overtones though; they’re really not necessary. I know what you’re capable off, and I don’t want to add being a caricature to that list as well. That you wish to be 'better at being bad, more evil and more mean' than someone else leaves me quite speechless if I'm honest. The sight of you and Shakir acting like complete tools and swinging those blades at one another… well…
Shrugging his shoulders, he takes a sip from a glass of water off-camera.
(Heinrich): You may feel like you'll be setting an example of me, and laying down a marker for your Spotlight reign, but you'll have to try a lot harder than you did last time to make your words ring true. Draconis was the reason you won out against Logan and I last time. There's also the small measure of the fact that Shakir was taking lumps out of you with a sword, and that's definitely something that I'll be exploiting. First blood? All I'll have to do is tear off a bandage and jab the wound with my finger…
He smiles.
(Heinrich): Despite my dislike of this style of match, it's all to play for really. I've got a certain individual I want to impress at any rate, and this is certainly the match in which I can do it.
He smiles one more time, as he ends the feed for the podcast.
In his right hand, he brings the glass of water to his mouth, draining it, while with the left; he logs off the laptop before closing it shut.
He glances around his apartment, still looking for his gym bag.
(Heinrich): Right… now where did I put that damn bag…?
The scene fades to black as he begins to rifle through the room once again.
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