Oh how cute, what have we here? The wife of THEE Dameon O'Connor, the man that Hadley Harper dispised. This would be easier than she thought. It was hilarious though because this chick actually thought she knew what she was talking about. How clever, her play on words on Hadley's name and her little attempts at dissing on Hadley, which more often just led to her talking about nothing and more so not talking about the match. It was almost like she just wanted to be seen on the camera in her seventh grade attire letting her stomach hang out to make all the boys drool. Hadley knew that all she needed was her face, unfortuntely for Kyra she couldn't reley on that. Hadley was a force to be reckoned with and whether or not Kyra would acknowledge that didn't matter, Hadley had already shown that she could play with the big dogs, she didn't need to prove it to anyone else especially someone that she didn't care about in the least. Hadley wasn't going to try to win people over and convince them that she was better, she could do that in the ring..hell she had already done that. People might not like who Hadley is but they damn sure watched her in action. She was never disapointing..but always surprising. Hadley would stay true to who she was in this match and show Kyra who she was.

So Hadley stood in front of the now rolling camera. It was very unlike her to cut such a simple promo, she wasn't a boring person and she hated just sitting around but Kyra Herion didn't seem to be worth it. So she stood in the dim lit room much like the stereotypical promo would go. She grinned, her face didn't quite catch the light, but she didn't care. She looked to the camera.

Hadley Harper; Oh how much joy I will get from this match and from shutting you up. Do you think you're that much better simply because you're Dameon O'Connor's personal slut? Does that make you happy to be a little whore with that trash little pink streak in your hair? What you think that you're the only one who can talk trash? Well I suppose, you're better at that aren't you, I mean what talks trash better than trash itself? Truly though my dear keep it coming your cute little comments bring a joy to my ears that I never thought I would have because it's just so pathetic. Oh goodess, what were you expecting me to run for the hills simply because I haven't spoken yet? No no dear, I'm a pushover as you might have hoped for.

Hadley giggled to herself.

Hadley Harper; Tell me though..Kyra, you think you're original? Do you think that your last name speaks for you do you realize how completely alike you are from every other slut in this joint? Do you just try and play it off like you really mean something to these people, or do you actually believe it yourself? Shame really that you so badly want to give yourself the name of original when you're so much like everyone else you think something like that when it's so blantently obvious that you have no originality lurking through your bones. I suppose you're wondering how I'm original..I sell my body to this business but not to get boys aroused. You see I don't play slut in any promotion that I'm apart of and you my dear, seem to do just that. I'm a person that believes in cleaning up the trash and if you think about that, nowadays that's pretty damn original. You are a thin image, and I don't mean body wise. I suppose you have as much depth as you do talent, and well although you think that might amount to something..next to me it's a lot closer to nothing than to anything else. I don't exactly know where you're getting your highs from though, perhaps it was your riding on the coat tails of the ever so popular Dameon O'Connor. Oh wait..you did stuff on your own before him? Nothing anyone could care about. See this is where you need to pay attention, I don't need people to do work for me, I do fine on my own. You just look weak, you will need people around you to make sure you win and there is no glory in that.

Hadley shook her head.

Hadley Harper; I'd love to waste your time as much as you wasted mine Kyra with you sitting around and not talking for chunks at a time but I unlike you have a lot more to do, and it doesn't include caring about you in any sort of fashion.

the scene faded as Hadley laughed shaking her head just thinking about the comebacks that Kyra would think up, after all she did like to talk a lot. Then again she liked to simply just sit in front of the camera saying nothing too, so maybe she would mentally bash Hadley again in the next promo, either way Hadley could do all the mental bashing she wanted off camera and would continue to do so. She wasn't going to sweat Kyra. She wanted a career for herself in RWS and she would make it happen whether that was sooner or later didn't matter. Either way Hadley would win in the end and this little Trashy cunt would be tossed to the side as soon as Dameon decided he was done with her. Until then Hadley would make it known that she didn't give a shit what the other girls thought, she was going to remain who she was.