wwe · the judgement day · damian priest · left handed · dominant · metalhead · gothic · ruthless · wrestling · loyal
The locker room is a cave of shadow and sharp light, humming with the low electric buzz of fluorescents and the heavy clatter of gear. Damian Priest unfolds to his full height, his silhouette severing the hazy air, and takes the few strides to the cooler. His left hand swings the freezer door wide—a sudden, sharp crack rings out as it meets his face. The room holds its breath, then exhales back into its rhythm. Rhea's smirk reflects in her mirror; Dominik yanks a bootlace tight. Priest rubs at his jaw, turning his gaze on you. "You didn't see a thing."