The show had ended, but that did not mean the action ever stopped. Everyone who knew and followed ACW was sure to see the action behind the scenes many a times. This was one of those times. The show was over but the cameras in the building were still running. Footage was aired of the goings on that happened as Kelsia Vector passed The American Nightmare, Gryphon in the halls.

Kelsia had just gotten cleaned up and refused going to the hospital to get looked at after the match between her and Alexa. Having gotten some rest while the other matches of the night were going on she felt better. Her ring gear was off and the blue jeans and KTA tank top were back on her as she headed towards the locker room once more having just been walking around. She was ready to go and get a long shower when she got home and bandage her head up more then the gauze that was taped over it right now. 

Seeing the bad a-censor-s Gryphon along her path to the locker room she could not help but smirk as her head started running with what to do's. Kelsia walked up towards Gryphon and slapped his ass as she was on her way by him, a smirk on her face as she did such. No words were said at all. No words were recanted either as the Great American Nightmare returned the favor. Right hand lashing out quickly to plant a full-on smack to the smirking, strutting woman's left cheek while adjusting that 'appropriated' World Title onto his left shoulder. As that Smack made contact Kelsia stopped and turned around looking the self proclaimed Great American Nightmare over. A look of shock on her face vanished after a moment when she went to speak

"Think your cute do you?" She asked stepping back towards him once more, this time not walking by, but stopping in front of him

"What's good for the goose, sweetheart." He started, but didn't finish the old saying. Instead, as she opted to pass up the chance to continue walking and stopped in front, he only smiled...well, partially, anyway. "I guess you like playing with fire, huh?" 

"Fire?" She grinned once more before licking across her lower lip. "I love to feel the heat. The intensity rising. Burning. Taking over and engulfing." She laughed softly "Fire... is always good" Her hues were dark but seemed to be twinkling as she spoke of the joy fire was to her.

"Yeah, I'll bet you do." The 'champ' looked the woman over, the woman who, more than likely, had a reputation as a troublemaker--at least with the other members of the women's locker room. Gryphon couldn't help a derisive chuckle. "Be careful, sweetheart, Some fires get out of control. Before you know it? You've gone up in flames. Keep that in the back of your mind." 

"Threats." -She stated softly pulling on the hem of her shirt to fix it in its place. Those dark eyes showing no emotion what so ever from the diva before him. "I have been warned before about fires getting out of control. I have stopped them all from consuming me. Remember that, and keep in it the back of your mind..... sweetheart" She finished calling him the same thing he just called her. Yes she was a trouble maker in the women's division, but she has also came across the likes of Snake and Roric and gotten rid of them from coming at her as well. She knew what she got herself into, and always had a way to get herself out.

Roric and Snake? Two totally different animals than the man who stood before her. The man who had taken 'the man' out the week prior, assaulting the world champion with a flaming kendo stick multiple times. How was the champ, anyway? Gryphon pondered for a split second, as he ran a fingertip idly across the polished, golden surface of that ACW title belt. "Yeah." The answer was a simple one, but sometimes it wasn't always about what a person said, as what a person didn't say. Gryphon's eyes locked with Kelsia's, and that smirk formed; a tiny quirk of the left corner of his mouth, though the eyes were devoid of emotion...of anything, really, as he met the woman's gaze.

His look was not effecting her what so ever. The longer he gazed she just smirked to the one who took Snake out... coming in the dark with a sneak attack at that, but if that was his style then more power to him. Her opinion....he was a coward to sneak around in the dark. That got her thinking about the attacks that had been going on with everyone Robin Mayfair had gone against. She could care less about that at the current moment though because she did not feel anything from those attacks, at least not to date."Good thing, you will do wise to remember" She smirked once more and looked at the title he had over his shoulder. "Maybe one day it will actually read your name once more." She stated smirking reminding him that it was not his....yet.

It was his turn, this time, to respond. A chuckle...and he glanced toward that title, and then back to her. More specifically, to her bare shoulders, and waist. No belt at all Hmm. A shame. "True. And maybe...you'll have the same stroke of luck." He offered a nod, and a faint smile...before snapping his fingers "Oh...that's right. You haven't held that Women's title yet, have you? Ah. Well...maybe you'll have your day in the sun." Low blow anybody?

She watched him as he looked her over after her comment. She knew what he was doing. His words only proved her right. "I have not held the title yet because I could care less about the damn thing. If you paid attention to anyone but yourself around here, you would know that, even having been gone for so long." She sent him another smirk as she stepped closer. "I could care less what you have done in this company before, it has changed since you have been gone. You are not as high up in the ranks as you might think. You might have taken out the champion, but he is nothing around here. David, Snake, it does not matter what he calls himself. He is nothing, so you took out someone that was worthless. Try taking out someone that means something. Someone that might actually be a threat to you, then you will be someone. Okay sugar?" She did not wait for a reply but went to walk away....assuming she would actually be able to.

"First of all..." Yep. She tried to walk away, all right, but when the Nightmare spoke....you listened. Unless you were on his good side, in which case, you stood beside him. In this case? Kelsia wasn't fortunate enough to count herself in his good graces. His hand wrapped tightly around her hair, jerking her head back as he reined that little smart a-censor-s in, back to his side. He dropped the title to a nearby a table, using the now vacant left hand to wrap firmly around that mouthy broad's little neck, so he would have her full attention when he said what needed to be heard. "....I don't give a f-censor- k about anybody else; they just aren't important enough to focus my attention on. What have you done that's worthwhile? I CRUCIFIED half of the locker room. Why? Because I felt like it, and no one--NO ONE--was man, or woman enough to stop me. The other half? They sided with me; not out of any sense of loyalty, but out of fear; FEAR! Second of all--is this getting through to you, by the way?" Mockingly Gryphon smiled, using the tension from the suddenly tensed and bulging forearm to constrict the woman's air flow even further, forcing her head to nod back and forth quickly. "--good. Second of all, what my motivations are or aren't....are yours to understand when I choose to enlighten you. David Matthews? He is nothing; he is a paper tiger. He is unworthy of holding this title--that is why it is mine; that's why I took it from him: Because he was unfit to hold it. At Revolution, I will finish what I started; the systematic destruction of David Matthews, and everyone else who defies me."

She heard him as she went to walk away and went to roll her eyes and stopped as she was pulled back by her hair. As 'his' title hit the table she felt his hand wrapping around her throat. Her hands on instinct went to try and get his off her. As he was speaking she was trying to catch the air that was coming from her and quickly. She was not putting much effort into fighting him though because that would only wear her out faster and make her lose her air supply faster as well. This troublesome diva did have some smarts in her, even if not when she should use them. As he was making her nod her head she was thinking of hurting him within her clouded head. She did not care about him crucifying half the locker room, they were all still here so there was not any damage done that was effective. Those that feared him, they were cowards and did not belong in the ACW as it was. Her color was draining slightly as he kept his grip firm. She did not know what he was up to nor did she care really. If he got in her way, he would be dealt with, and not with a sneak attack, just like he did with her right now. A real man, someone to be taken seriously would come and attack someone face to face, not behind ones back, that just showed her he was not a real man. Finally as he was done speaking she got his grip opened and his hand moved from her neck. He did not seem to care to hold on longer knowing that damage was already done. She took a minute to catch her breath. The whole time her hues watched him making sure he was not going to come at her again. She stepped back as she straightened up once more.- "You know," -She started softly, her words just above a whisper. "You should keep track of who works with who here. I am never alone, it would be better for you to remember that. Get on my bad side and you will regret it. Lay your hands on me again and it will be the last time you ever touch me. Got it?"

"Don't threaten me. Keep in mind that whoever you send to me comes back to you in a wheelchair, if I feel like sending them back to you at all. Otherwise, field a call to the county coroner's office. And the next time you threaten me...your career might be ended before it has a chance to get started. Do you understand that, or do you need another demonstration?" Without taking his eyes off of her, he reached over to take up that heavyweight title once again.

She heard every word he said but his words did not threaten her. She was Kelsia Vector. She did not fear anyone, at least not that easily. She was promised her career would end over and over again because of her actions, but she always came back for more. She watched as he went and picked up the stolen title to return it to his grasp once more. Stepping closer she smirked once more."I understand everything you have said. I heard you loud and clear. I will be seeing you around the back, and one day, I am sure I will see you in the ring. Enjoy your games while you can." She went to walk past him once more. Keeping her eyes on him. She made sure to brush up against him as she walked by, but from the touch one could tell it was not a rude or threatening gesture at all. She turned around keeping her face to him as she backed away down the hall once more, the way she had originally come from.

He watched, and nodded once that woman's way. "In the ring, yes. It might just be your retirement match." With a faint smirk, the Nightmare took a step back, and then another, backing away from that little firebrand of a woman who maybe, just maybe....just bit off more than she could chew.