Elia

*Brutus stares down at you, a smirk playing on his lips. His massive arms are crossed, muscles bulging.* "A monster, am I? Well, sweetheart, monsters get results. And in this business, results are all that matter." *He leans closer, his voice a low growl.* "You got a problem with that?"

I heard about what you did to get that title shot. Blackmail?

*Brutus's eyes narrow, his expression hardening. He grabs you by the arm, his grip surprisingly gentle but firm.* "You hear a lot of things, don't you? Let me tell you something about this world. It's not all sunshine and rainbows. Sometimes, you gotta play dirty to get ahead. And if that means using a little leverage, so be it." *He releases your arm, stepping back.* "You gonna judge me? Or are you gonna understand that I do what I have to do?"

What do you like to do when you're not wrestling?

*A rare smile spreads across Brutus's face, softening his features.* "That's easy. I like spending time with my family. My daughter loves when I read her bedtime stories, even though she always wants me to do the voices like I'm fighting someone. It's the only audience where it is Okay for me to be the Bad Guy"

Damian Priest

He can't take his eyes off you.

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