Scene Loti and Song Afternoon Date
Rocco Forte Hotel Amigo
Loti and Song stood in their cozy hotel room at the Rocco Forte Hotel Amigo, the morning light streaming through the large window and casting a warm glow over the space. The room was elegantly furnished, with a plush king-sized bed adorned with crisp white linens and a few decorative pillows. A small seating area by the window featured two comfortable armchairs and a round table, perfect for enjoying the view of the city below.
Loti, dressed in her pastel blue dress with lace details and a cream-colored cardigan, adjusted her wide-brimmed straw hat in the mirror. Her white sandals were neatly placed by the door, ready for the day’s adventures. She picked up her small crossbody bag, ensuring she had everything she needed.
Song, in her light-wash jeans and white blouse, topped with an olive-green utility jacket, checked her reflection one last time. Her sleek ponytail was perfectly in place, and her white sneakers were laced up and ready to go. She slung her small black backpack over her shoulder, feeling the excitement of the day ahead.
Song: I am so happy you picked this place out. It was better than anything I would have chosen. I think this will make for a great afternoon date, Han.
Loti: It was recommended by people who had been here before.
Song nodded.
Song: I hope the restaurant they choose for lunch is just as good. The food we had last night did not agree with me.
Loti: Song, the food you ate last night did not agree with me either. I’m just glad that’s over.
Song’s face flushed with embarrassment.
Song: Sorry, I didn’t know I would get so gassy. It wasn’t that good, and I’ll never eat it again. Lesson learned.
Loti: We'll have to remember that one.
The room was filled with a sense of anticipation as they made their final preparations. The soft hum of the city outside was a gentle reminder of the adventures that awaited them. With a shared glance and a silent nod, Loti and Song were ready to step out and explore Brussels.
They left the hotel and made their way through the bustling streets of Brussels, walking arm in arm with the city’s vibrant energy surrounding them. The walk to Mont des Arts was pleasant, with the sun shining brightly and a gentle breeze keeping them cool. As they approached the gardens, the atmosphere shifted to one of tranquility and beauty.
Song: I think that’s it right there.
Song said as she spotted the building in the distance.
Loti: It already looks better than the gas bomb that was before.
Song: Oh can I get a history lesson from you as we look at everything. I know nothing of this place. I never heard of this place, country if not for my match with Bea Barnhart this weekend.
Loti: This is Brussels. They run a lot of the European Union from here. I know they tend to stay neutral here in Belgium a lot. I've heard of a second area in Belgium, Flanders.
Song looks at Loti taking in every word she says.
Loti: It sits between the Netherlands and France, which used to be quite strategically useful.
Song feels really dumb as she looks down towards the ground.
Song: You would think I would if heard of this place. I have had matches in France and in the Netherlands.
Loti: I think at various times in its history its been a part of both.
Song nods knowing that bit of information. Song and Loti unbrace as Loti and Song arrive at Mont des Arts just as the afternoon sun begins its descent, casting a golden hue over the city. The air was crisp, carrying the faint scent of blooming flowers from the gardens below. Song can’t help but take a deep breath.
Song: This is beautiful.
Song says as she takes in the view.
Song: I'm not sure what’s more beautiful, you or this place.
Loti: I vote you are, but that's me.
Song says with a friendly smile.
They stood at the top of the hill, where the view of the city was nothing short of breathtaking. The meticulously manicured gardens stretched out before them, a vibrant mosaic of colors that seemed to dance in the gentle breeze.
Song’s eyes wandered over the scene, taking in the intricate patterns of the flower beds, the symmetry of the hedges, and the way the sunlight played off the leaves. Her expression was one of quiet contemplation, as if she were absorbing every detail and committing it to memory. Beside her, Loti’s gaze was fixed on the horizon, where the spires and rooftops of Brussels created a jagged silhouette against the sky.
They began to walk slowly along the cobblestone pathway, their footsteps almost inaudible in the serene environment. The statues that lined the path stood as silent sentinels, each one telling a story of its own. Loti paused in front of a particularly striking statue, her eyes tracing the delicate features carved into the stone. Song joined her, and together they admired the craftsmanship, their appreciation a testament to their shared love of art and history.
Song: Go get closer so I can take your Picture Han.
Song says as grabs her phone. Song takes the photo and shows it to Loti.
Song: It looks okay. What do you think, Han?
Loti: It looks great.
Song: I meant the photo not the person in the photo.
Song says with a grin that goes from ear to ear. The two share a small, loving moment. Even after 5 years of dating, they still manage to find small ways to make each other smile. As if everyday is still the first day of their lives together.
As they continued their stroll, they passed by a series of fountains, the sound of water adding a soothing backdrop to their journey. The fountains were masterpieces in their own right, with water cascading gracefully from one tier to the next, catching the light and creating a mesmerizing display. Loti and Song watched the water dance, their reflections shimmering on the surface. The two share a quick embrace followed by a peck on the lips.
Song: My turn!
Song says as she leaves Loti's side so Loti can take a photo of Song.
Loti takes a few photos. Song steps over to look. Song doesn't have to say a word, Loti already knows Song all too well.
Loti: I mean, I'm gonna be biased because anything involving you is gonna look great!
Song: I always have a comeback but not this time I will take this one.
The two go back to walking arm and arm, The path led them to a secluded corner of the garden, where a small pond was nestled among the trees. The water was clear and still, reflecting the surrounding greenery like a mirror. Loti knelt down to get a closer look, her fingers lightly brushing the surface and creating ripples that spread outwards. Song stood behind her, her eyes following the ripples as they expanded and faded away.
Loti: It's beautiful
Song: It’s very beautiful, the most beautiful thing I have ever seen, Han.
As the ripples come to a stop Loti can see Song staring at her from the water's reflection. Loti gets back to her feet.
Loti: I was saying that because I saw you standing behind me.
Song: I saw you, every tiny wave that you made had me seeing flashes of us together forever. It was beautiful Han.
Loti: gently touches Song’s cheek with a smooth glide of her fingers.
Loti: So then we agree it was beautiful then because we both saw you in the ripples.
Song: It’s very beautiful, the most beautiful thing I have ever seen, Han.
As the ripples come to a stop Loti can see Song staring at her from the water's reflection. Loti gets back to her feet.
Loti: I was saying that because I saw you standing behind me.
Song: I saw you, every tiny wave that you made had me seeing flashes of us together forever. It was beautiful Han.
Loti: gently touches Song’s cheek with a smooth glide of her fingers.
Loti: So then we agree it was beautiful then because we both saw you in the ripples.
Song takes Loti's hand and laces fingers as they move on, reaching a terrace that offers a panoramic view of the city. From this vantage point, Brussels unfolded before them in all its glory. The blend of historic and modern architecture created a unique tapestry, with grand buildings standing proudly alongside contemporary structures. The sun was lower now, casting long shadows and bathing the city in a warm, golden light.
Song: It's like watching two cities from many, many moons apart came crashing into one city.
Loti smiles.
Loti: I love the way you look at things.
Song: Orchid always looks at things… em… half glass full, not half empty if that makes sense. Having her around brings it out of people or they get annoyed. Speaking of, is Tiger Lily annoyed with Orchid yet?
Song says laughing in a silly tone
Loti: Not that I've heard. She seems to like her.
Song: That's good. She can really use a friend of her own, that is not in China, really the Dojo so that is good. Oh speaking of, we need to get them something nice while we're here.
Loti: What did you have in mind?
Song: Orchid is like me, anything will put a smile on her face if the gift is from the heart. I was thinking of getting Orchid a local made outfit and something that speaks brussels history. I'm sure we as a team can spot something during the week. As for Tiger Lily, I don't really know. I only just spoke with her on the phone over the years. Having her around is still new, but I noticed she wears different kinds of wrist bands with her outfits so maybe I can try and find one while I'm here. Ill need your help for that too, you know!
Loti: She like orange, and if it had some kind of spots or stripes, even better.
Song: Okay, see we make a great team Han.
Song says with a smile that turns to a grin Loti knows all to well.
Song: Yes Han, I will need you to pull of your camera and record me talking about SCW but I don’t have a Coke Zero on me so we can keep the date going. I just wanted to bring that up right now since we make a great team and in SCW I am known for my tag team matches. Just like my opponent this week so it made me think of it.
Loti smiles sweetly.
Loti: You know I’ll do it for you, Song. I love you.
Song: I know, I just need to get a Coke Zero first is all.
Song takes Loti by the arm to lock up as they continue the date.
Song: I am looking forward to the match, it’s just different not having a partner. Sometimes, well since I've been back, I glance over and then day, oh yeah, I’m not a tag team wrestler anymore.
As they walk along they come across a shop and the first thing Song sees is Soke products. Song smirks as if she knew she should cut a promo but that can wait. Song was enjoying her date with Loti and wanting to keep that going instead.
Loti: Speak of the devil, come on, We can always just get a Coke if they don’t have any Coke Zero’s right?
Loti asked as Song’s tag team partner. Song smiles at Loti.
Song: I don’t care, I can do a promo for Coke and SCW later. I want to still just be us and take everything in.
Song and Loti walk past the gift shop.
Loti: Well, you have your 3rd match back and you’re the second to last match. That is good right?
Song: Yeah, I was in the second match both times and that was great too but you’re right. The later in the night the so called more important you are but I’m just happy to get a match. Plus when the shows are in Vegas and I go first, we can just go home and watch the show in the living room. No matter the arena, we just live 10 minutes away.
Song says while chuckling a bit.
Loti: That’s because your take on wrestling is a bit different than others but SCW managers must be impressed with how you've been doing so far.
Song stops walking and in turn makes Loti stop.
Song: You know, I wonder if that plays a role in how they book me, not now but back then. My way of the business hasn’t changed, but I’m also alone now instead of having four of us. So maybe it’s less annoying. But really, I’m Song. I have a girlfriend, I own a ranch with her. I know Kung Fu, I can cook, I wrestle. Where they put me on the card does not matter to me. While others, well, if you ask them who they are, they are wrestlers and nothing more. This is all they have to say about themselves, so wrestling becomes the only thing in their lives. Those people, they need to be in the main event, they need to be the champion because that is what makes them who they are or want to be. That is not me. I am Song, a woman living her life her way first. I, Song, just happen to wrestle. I know I’m just rambling, but I hope I made some kind of sense there.
Loti: You’re not rambling, you’re just being you. You are more than just a fighter and you know it. That’s all this is.
Song: Yeah, I think it’s beyond wrestling, before that. I was just nothing but a student in a dojo from China. It’s been a hard glass wall to break through and take pride in the fact that I was able to do that. With a little help from you of course.
Song takes a deep breath
Song: And then I see Orchid and I see the old me, not just the old me the the old me that was crying to find a way to break that glass window that keeps her… I’m sorry Han. I just started rambling. Lets just keep walking and enjoy this date without the wrestling talk.
Loti: I’m always alright with whatever you wanna do.
Loti and Song walked side by side. The experience of witnessing such beauty put a smile on their faces as they enjoyed their afternoon date. Loti decided she wanted to have a sit-down lunch with tea to finish their date. Which Song thought was a great way to end their afternoon. [/color]
