havok's request

havok approaches the office's door, and knocks.
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havok: May I come in, GM?
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GM Beach: Sure. What's bothering you?
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He gets in, and sits down.
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havok: I need to talk with you about something. You see, you've put me in a match against the Dark Prince, and it is scheduled to the next SWE event. Don't get me wrong, I'm not of the backdown type; I'll take anyone. But, since Sonia's turned down my challenge, I... well...
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havok is sporting his trademark "face expression with no expression", but for a moment, it looked like a shadow crossed his eyes. It leaves as fast as it came, however.
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havok: I guess what I'm trying to say is that I want to play under some real rules, for a change. The truth is: the only noble kind of match is the Submission one, and I would like to request that stipulation for my match. But then again, it's up for you to decide.

Beach smirks.

Beach: Oh so you want a stip match, eh? We will see about it. Be prepared for a good fight! Now leave as I have tons of paperwork..

havok smirks back, and stands up.
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havok: I'm always ready. Anyway, thanks for your time.
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havok leaves, closing the door behind him.