Post by Aerynn Donnelly on Mar 21, 2014 22:29:36 GMT -6
>>> 11 March 2014 – Pasadena, CA <<<
Five-thirty a.m. came early. It always did come early on days after a show. But, Aerynn Donnelly was getting used to it. And this morning, the morning after suffering her first loss, was no different.
She was still trying to figure out how the fuck she lost the night’s previous match. To Brody, of all fucking people. And to say that she was pissed was an understatement.
Not to mention, that little rancid Asian cunt coming in and stealing the UWA World Wrestling belt didn’t help matters. Especially since she’d been handed a second beating at the hands of that bitch and her sheep.
“Sheep”, that seemed appropriate for the men and women that did the woman’s bidding by ganging up on her and Oliver.
That wasn’t to say that she didn’t take a few of them out before sheer numbers seemed to overwhelm her in the end. And then to have that bitch leave that joke of a “belt” for her to sport.
She had talked to Logan about losing her match. And that made her feel a little better. And then Lia. Lia tried to lay the guilt tripping on thick.
“You’re not goin’ out there without someone again, Sugar. You hear me? No more goin’ down that ramp alone.”
Aerynn refused and did everything she could to reassure her friend.
“Nae, if I change anythin’, anythin’ at all.. It’ll mean tha’ I’m bowin’ down tae them. An’ I willna do tha’, Lia. I dinna negotiate wit’ terrorists. An’ tha’s whot they are.. Terrorists.”
Later that morning, as she was heading up to her hotel room, her phone rang. After retrieving it out of the pocket of her hoodie, she seen who it was and answered with a bit of a smile.
Aerynn: “Mornin’, Samuel. How are ye this mornin’?”
Samuel: “I’m doing well, Miss Donnelly. I have a message that I’ve been asked to relay. Someone would like a meeting with you.”
A brow rose up when she heard the message. Once she hung up, she looked down at the phone number he’d given her and tossed the idea around in her head for a bit.
It was as she reached her hotel room that she made the call. Solidifying the plans to meet up with Talon and Sentinel.
>>> Later That Day <<<
As she was walking back into the hotel from her meeting with Sentinel and Talon, her phone rang again. And again, it was Samuel.
Aerynn: “Seem I’m a popular woman t’day.”
Samuel: “Yes yes, seems so. Especially since your other partner in the next match wants a meet up too. Can you do that?”
Aerynn: “Aye, I can but it’ll be a few days.”
Samuel: “Take however long you need.”
And with that, they hung up.
>>> Three Days Later – Carson City, NV <<<
She’d made plans to meet up with Sentinel at an obscure bar. Theirs was a private meeting. So, it needed to entail private settings.
She parked the bike outside of the bar and headed in.
Again, a few hours later, and she was stepping out of the bar with a smile. Now, it was time to head to her second meeting of the night.
Cameron Worley. And his brother, Shawn.
The two were a comedic act sure enough, but, this was business. And she needed to make sure that Cameron understood that.
>>> Three Hours Later <<<
After proving her point to Cameron, and Shawn, that Broderick, Pauly and Gabriel weren’t to be taken lightly, she stepped back into her hotel room and leaned against the door.
? ?: “Everything go alright, babe?”
Aerynn heard his voice and a smile formed.
Aerynn: “Now, how did ye get inta me room?”
She pushed away from the door and headed over to where he was stretched out on the bed. A grin formed on the bigger man’s face as he looked up at her when the light came on.
Logan: “I’m a smooth talker, babe. You know that.”
Aerynn couldn’t help the stupid little grin that formed as he pulled her onto the bed….
>>> 21 March 2014 – Mountain View, CA <<<
The scene opens to a woman standing before a beautiful scenic lake. She’s wearing a pair of blue jeans, black leather boots and a form hugging hoodie. With the hood pulled up. There’s a man standing behind her. And it’s fairly easy to tell that it’s Logan. He’s standing there with a knowing smirk on his face.
“I’m standin’ here, in Mountain View California, an’ I’m wonderin’ somethin’..I’m wonderin’ why.. Once again.. I’m havin’ tae face me best lad. I’m wonderin’ why Oliver seen fit tae place Broderick up against Sentinel.. Yet again. An’ I’m wonderin’ why Gabriel Krown if even speakin’!”
She turns around and looks at the camera.
“Nae, seriously.. Krown, why are ye e’en speakin’? Ye sit an’ spit tha same rhetoric over an’ over. If one were tae look up ‘Captain Obvious’ in tha Urban Dictionary, yer scruffy ugly mug would be tha first picture tha’ popped up.
Here’s somethin’ fer ye.. I KNOW I have a bull’s eye on me back. I KNOW I’m goin’ tae have tae defend me title against e’ery single person tha’s gonna be in tha’ ring on Monday Night. Do ye really think I dinna know tha’?
I mean, seriously. Ye sit there an’ pretend yer UWA’s next best Tag-Team, when yer nae more than tha next best Has Been.”
She began to pace back and forth as she raised her hands up to her mouth. Folding one hand over the other as she moved.
And then she stopped.
“Broderick Montgomery III. The Boy Prince who looks fer love in all tha wrong places. I mean, look at ye now. Ye’ve dredged tha bottom o’ Skank Ocean an’ look at whot ye came up wit’.
Ye got lucky last Mayhem, Brody. An’ ye know it. Ye think tha’ ‘cause yer some rich play boy tha’ ye deserve tae be tha one tae carry this belt. Ye think tha’ ‘cause ye sit on tha boards o’ multi-million dollar companies, tha’ ye deserve tae be tha face o’ UWA.
Ye think tha’ ‘cause I dinna grow up in a life where I had tae actually WORK tae get tae tha top.. I’m nae worthy.
Ye need tae look in tha mirror more often, Brody.”
She leaned closer to the camera and her voice dropped to a whisper.
“Yer gonna lose it all. Yer empire is gonna burn.”
And then she straightens up and smiles.
“Pauly. Me lad! Fate seems tae want us tae match up. Yer Da seems tae think ye need tae figure out whot ye want tae do wit’ yer life. An’ aye, I’m gonna agree tha’ yer head wasna in tha match last Mayhem.
Pray it is this week.
Ye an’ I, we have a big match comin’ up at Spring Slaughter. I’ll not hold back any more than ye will.
Remember tha’, Pauly. E’en friendships can only be pushed so far before science steps in an’ reminds us tha’ there IS a breakin’ point.”
Aerynn turns around to put her back to the camera as we see Logan move towards it. His scruffy face suddenly comes into focus as a bit of creepy laughter can be heard.. Before the camera goes black.
