Ce que le diable Batista? (Aftermath of Surv. S.)

[Hush, it's K-Krush]

Backstage, we're suddenly met with an extremely livid expression on Maryse's face. It was right after the her match against Michelle McCool, a match she lost. A match which should have guaranteed Maryse victory. A match where the entire world watched as Batista once again just stood there, and watched Maryse get pinned. Walking past many backstage personnel flashing her signature taunt every time she shoved one of them over, Maryse was a woman on a mission. A mission geared towards her revenge.

McCool's sweat still on her fingers, Maryse turned herself around to face the camera man, and wiped her hands on his shirt. Her emotion still evident, she then shoved him away before reaching Batista's locker room door. Glancing at the camera Maryse begins to pretend she's a model on The Price is Right as she presents the sign on the door to the audience before allowing her vengeance to take over. Knocking on the door was obviously above Maryse's etiquette as she opened the door guns blazing. "CE QUE LA DIABLE BATISTA?!" she screams, but alas it was to a vacant locker room. "Sérieux?!" Unfortunately for Batista, his duffel bag was still on the floor and Maryse noticed this. Looking back at the camera she flashed an evil smirk as she picked it up and ordered the camera man to follow her. "You should know that Batista loves to take horrible, long, showers." Taking the duffel bag to the shower room, she dumps the bag into one of the shower stalls and disappears for a moment to turn the shower on. She comes back, her hair and wrestling attire slightly wet as she enthusiastically wipes her hands of the mess. "Today he forgot he left his extraordinairement coûteux clothes in the bath."

The camera man still following her, Maryse goes back to Batista's locker room, this time kicking the door open, hitting an innocent bystander, as she continues on her journey to find him, doing her signature taunt along the way. "Where do you think he is?" she asks, turning around to ask the watching audience, "With that petite pute Michelle? Obviously, right?" Flicking her blonde hair, she begins to head towards the Divas locker room, once again shoving anyone that got in her way.

Where was Batista?

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As Maryse just was about to open the door to the Diva's locker room, out walks Michelle McCool. Maryse stops in her tracks, obviously still angry after losing to McCool tonight. Michelle stands her ground as the door to the Diva's locker room closes. Crossing her arms with a look of hatred on her face, hatred obviously for Maryse. Michelle then circles the fellow diva sizing her up with her penetrating eyes.

"You know what Maryse, If you've come here looking for Dave, you won't find him." Michelle tells Maryse to her face as she stops circling her and continues,"Triple H and he are out celebrating." As Maryse was about to say something Michelle interrupts. "Please just don't say anything, you don't get the right to, you know why?" Michelle asks and replies, " because I destroyed you in our match tonight, that's why."

"Dave came to me personally after our match and apologized for what he did." Michelle said with a smirk on her face, "and he said that he's never gonna listen to you again." "After this week, Maryse, Dave will never have to be around a perdant like you."
Michelle tells Maryse using a little French of her own, Michelle then puts her hands on her hips. "So a word of advice, after I regain my Championship, don't be a hero and try to challenge me."

Michelle tells Maryse and then Michelle turns around, looking as if she's leaving the area. Suddenly, "WHAM," Michelle almost takes the head off of Maryse with a vicious kick. "Or that'll be the result of you being the little idiot that you are." Michelle tells a seemingly unconscious Maryse and then Michelle actually takes her leave.

[Hush, it's K-Krush]

Laying on the floor, Maryse couldn't help but wonder what why Batista would be out celebrating when he had to defend his Hardcore title in just a few minutes. He must have been celebrating in his wrestling trunks as well, considering his dress clothes were under a running cold shower. Pssh, men, they would celebrate naked if wearing clothes wasn't such a society norm.

Waiting for Michelle McCool to leave the scene, she continued to play dead. She didn't have the time to deal with Michelle at the moment, and obviously Michelle wasn't in the mood to negotiate in the first place, given the assumed knock-out kick she just delivered. Waiting for Michelle's foot steps to fade away, a sudden rancid stench of an adoring Maryse fan began to hover over her. Immediately opening her eyes, she shoved him out of the way and got back on her feet extraordinarily quickly. She once again wiped her hands on the filming camera man as she looked at the surprised fan. "You've never heard of taking a shower before, have you? They're incroyable, take one next time you're at your momma's house, a girl might actually want you then."

Heading into the divas locker room, giving a strange look to the camera man as a moment of hesitation occurred, she opens her designer sports bag and digs around for her cell phone. "Où êtes-vous? Je sais que vous êtes ici quelque part. bêtise." After about a moment, she pulls it out and kisses the small resolution screen on the front. "Fantastic!" Without another moment's hesitation she quickly opened her contacts list and scrolled down to Batista's name. "Vous feriez mieux de vous répondre, vous téléphone idiot." Honestly, who celebrates a loss when you have another match coming up?