The Hardcore's Training

Kyle walks thru the corridors of HKW. Somehow he manage stumble upon the gym and not the dorms he was looking for.
He takes a good look around. He notice the fine equipment and how the weights call for him.

"Strange....it's no one here? I thought this place would be crawling with people, or at least some wrestlers..." He says low for himself and chuckles.

He puts down his big bag and takes of his leather jacket. He flexes his muscles a bit before grabbing bench and some weights.

"Hmm....88lbs....that would feel fine for now..."

He grabs the weight, lays down on the bench and starts doing some Dumbbell Presses.

"That's the spot..."

Solomon sniffed at the air as he walked into the room followed shortly by Chasm...

"Evening boys..." He reached down, petting his large canine's head before walking towards his office..

"You weren't planning on trashing my Gym now were you?..." He came back from his office, going over a series of files from his desk...


"And Greg... you should be resting that ankle.... If you want to be in top shape for next season... tend to those wounds...."

Kyle puts down his weights and raises up from the bench. He hasn't even broken a sweat. He stands up and shakes Greg's hand.

"Nice gold you got there. I saw the match on Tv. The Brawler Champion title, huh? I like it. Has a nice ring to it."
Kyle smiles his trademark vicious smile to see how Greg reacts. The champs looks like he couldn't care less about it.

"Heh, you got guts, champ. I like it. Seems like I will have a good time here at HKW."

He turns to Chasm.

"No problem here, sir. I haven't planned to do that quite yet." *Chuckles*

Kyle grabs his jacket and gear and start to make his way out of the gym.

"Well, I have to go and see Mr. Brent and discuss my future here on HKW. See you around, champ."

Kyle is leaving the gym