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The Goddess Alexia	May 30 2009, 02:28 PM
"Eppur si muove" Posts: 2,841 Group: Tavern Owner Member #1 Joined: December 18, 2006	Scene One Beaten but not defeated Alexia left Bloodlust: Redemption feeling like a weight had been lifted from her shoulders. She didn’t know why but she was strangely at peace with not winning then. Maybe it was more her concern for Jace. She’d been unable to find anything out of him once he was in the hospital and she had to leave and take a flight almost right away for Dublin, Ireland. She left the arena, went to her hotel, where she was all ready and packed to go, grabbed her stuff and Cerb and checked out. The flight wasn’t long, at all, and Alexia was unable to rest until she got to her hotel in Ireland, where she proceeded to crash right in her ring gear, still hot and sweaty and icky from her match. It’d been a long night, and she slept until one in the afternoon the next day. She would have gone on sleeping longer if she hadn’t been woken up by a kiss on the head. She felt the lips touch her skin and instantly her fist was flying through the air and connecting with the temple of her attacker before her eyes were even open. But they did open right away and she sat up to see Collin sitting on the floor holding his head. Collin: “My god Alexia! If you made me bleed, I’ll sue you!” Alexia: “What the fuck do you think you’re doing waltzing in here and kissing me to wake me up? You have no right to do that, and I reserve the right to hit you again for it! You’re lucky you didn’t go for my lips!” Collin: “And have you bite mine off, then have to deal with that beast of a man, Scott Carr for going after his woman? Lexi. Come on. I’m not that dumb. And I don’t know. You looked like you needed to be woken up nicely. I saw your match last night.” Alexia: “Dude, nicely is gently shaking my shoulder and saying “Lexi, its very late in the day. Get up so we can get food.” Or something like that! God damn!” She looked down at herself and realized she was still like she was when she left the arena the night before. Alexia: “What time is it?” Collin: “About one.” She sighed exasperated and climbed out of the bed. She grabbed a few clothes and her shower things and locked herself in the bathroom, leaving Collin in to go and sit in the main room with Cerb. Their meeting was at two-thirty, and it was going on one-forty-five when she finally emerged from the bathroom. Collin was just checking his watch and wondering if she was going to make them late when she came out, dressed, hair and makeup done. She was wearing a pair of light blue jeans and a DBR baby tee for women. She sat on the couch to put her shoes on. Cherry red five in heels. She stood and pulled her pant leg up just enough to show them to Collin. Alexia: “Hot, aren’t they? I bought them last week.” She sighed in a swooning manner. Alexia: “I love buying new sexies. Especially new red sexies.” Collin: “Indeed, they are sexy, hon. Are you ready? We have a meeting in forty five minutes.” Alexia: “Yeah, I just wanna get something to eat on the way.” She grabbed her purse called to Cerb and they all left her suite. On the elevator down to the lobby she asked him why he was even in her room. Collin: “You weren’t answering your phone. And they have permission to let me into your room if you’re there, remember?” Alexia: “And what did you think when you saw me?” Collin: “I thought I was in the wrong room, but Cerb greeted me at the door so I knew I wasn’t.” Alexia: “Right. Well, what’s for food then. I could really go for just a good big breakfast right now.” They reached the lobby and headed out to Collin’s limo. Collin: “Anne expected your appetite. She’s got the company chefs making you a big hearty breakfast as we speak. You can eat in your office or the kitchens or wherever else you like.” Alexia: “When did we get a kitchen and chefs?” Collin: “Since Anne got pregnant again and is craving things every hour or so. The interns started to complain that she was sending them out for food thirty miles away and bitching when it came back cold. So we added a kitchen and employed a few chefs.” Alexia: “And we can afford this?” Collin: “Yeah.” Alexia: “How come I wasn’t told sooner?” Collin: “I told you.” Alexia: “No.” Collin: “I told you a month ago when we started construction. Right after you left the last time.” Alexia: “No.” Collin: “Huh. Thought I told you.” Alexia: “Nope, but that’s fine whatever. As long as I’m getting fed, I’m good.” Collin: “Well you’re going to have to be. The press is shot up around here. They figured out just who exactly you are and are trying to tear us limb from limb.” Alexia: “I know, that’s why I agreed to do a conference while I was here. Besides I wanna see how that shoot is going.” Collin: “I know it. I’m just saying is all.” Alexia: “Right, well whatever. Food first, then the press, then the shoot. I have a fifteen hour flight home I would like to relax as much as possible before I leave. I’ve been going none stop for the last two days.” Collin: “Yeah I know.” The limo pulled up to the building and they got out. Collin turned to her as they walked in. Collin: “Listyn, Alexia. I’m really sorry about last night.” Alexia: “What’s to be sorry about? It’s not like you were to throw me over, is it?” Collin: “No, I know that, I just. I mean I am sorry for you. I know how much you wanted this.” Alexia: “Yeah, I did want it pretty badly, but you know what? I had a backup plan. I was ready in case I lost.” Collin: “You were? You did? But you were so confident on winning I didn’t think…” Alexia: “Of course you didn’t think I would have a plan B to keep me happy and occupied, did you? Well I do. All great minds do. As pissed as I am about not winning, I’ve got other concerns on my mind at the moment.” Collin: “Like what?” Alexia: “Jace, for starters. I don’t know what’s going on with him. The last I knew he was being rushed to the hospital. I haven’t heard from Kirsta or anyone since then. I came right here after the show. God I hope he’s going to be alright.” Collin: “Alexia, he works with you. If he can handle you on a regular basis, I don’t think a little gun wound is going to take him out.” Alexia: “Gee thanks for that Coll.” They entered Alexia’s office and Anne was already there is a large tray full of all the stuff Alexia loved to eat. Eggs, omletts, hashbrowns, sausages and bacon, toast, holindays sauce, and there was enough for her to eat to her heart’s content. Alexia’s eyes lit up and she hugged the woman. Alexia: “Oh Anne you’re too wonderful for words!” She plopped into the chair behind her desk and promptly started to shovel it all in. Collin and Anne watched her amazed. Anne: “How is it the bitch can eat so much on a regular basis and look the way she does?” Collin: “You wouldn’t believe me if I told you she’s been that way for as long as I’ve known her. I think it’s because she’s so active and works out so much her metabolism is like super human fast.” Anne: “I would hate to see her weekly grocery list.” Collin snickered and nodded as Alexia went on eating, giving some bacon and sausage to Cerb as she went. Alexia went on, that day, to give a press conference in the press room of Upir Lichey, where one of the reporters questioned her ability to run a business when she wasn’t there half the time, and proceeded then to insult her wrestling performance. Alexia very calmly stepped down off the stage, walked up to the man, got nose to nose with him and told him to hit her. Reporter: “Hit you? I really don’t think I should.” Alexia: “Why not? Scared? Come on buddy. Do it. I dare you. Hit Me.” Reporter: “No, I…I really couldn’t.” Alexia: “Do it!" The reporter sighed, drew back his hand and nailed Alexia in the jaw as hard as her could. It snapped her head to the side and would leave a good bruise on her left jaw bone over the next four or five days before starting to fade away. Upon recovering from the initial blow she’d receive, Alexia rounded on him slamming her own fist square into his temple and watching him drop. She looked around at all the flashing lights and sighed. Alexia: “You all saw it. He hit me first, it was self defense! Right, Anne? Collin?” She looked up at the podium where Collin was nodding his agreement and Anne was speaking. Anne: “Yes, he provoked her integrity and then hit her, I saw the whole thing, and if any of you report it as any differently, you’ll have a law suit on your hands, as our cameras have it all on tape.” The reporters and photographers all agreed to this and Alexia returned to the podium to finish answering their questions and setting things straight as far as rumors were concerned. Scene Two A few days following Bloodlust, Alexia was finally home. It was one in the afternoon and she was hopped up on three No Fear energy drinks and several more Mocha Frappuchinos . There were cans and glass bottles strewn all over the house. She was so hopped up even Cerb was staying away from her, instead choosing to sit in front of Saraneth’s cage and watch the snake. Alexia herself was found up in her attic, digging through dusty old boxes and behind furniture for something or other, bending over an old couch that she was storing for at grandmother. Alexia: “Meh, where the hell is it?” Scott Carr walks in and spots the sight of Alexia doubled over. Scott: “Me-OW! What's up Lexi?” She smirked and looked at him over her shoulder. Alexia: “By the look on your face, you.” She went back to what she was doing and gasped. Alexia: “OHMIGODS! Scott! I’ve just found Jesus!” Carr smiles a wicked grin still enamored with the sight before him... Scott: “And I can see proof that there is a God... and he loves me.” Alexia reappeared again this time with a box in her hands. She set it on the couch and looked at him. Alexia: “I’ll show you just how much he loves you later, okay? No look I really found Jesus. Grandma thought it was here.” She pulled out a decorative plate with a painting of Christ on it. Alexia: “I wanted to use it for skeet shooting but Gamma asked me not to. Now that I‘ve found it though…” She got up, putting the plate back in the box, and hopped over to Scott. Alexia: “I can go do something more fun. I’m wired and ready to go, whatcha wanna do?” Her eyes were wide and it was clear that she was on one of her caffeine binges. This could last all day if she was allowed to have anymore. Scott: “Want to go get a Liter of coffee?” She made a face. Alexia: “I hate coffee. And I’m pretty sure it doesn’t come in a liter anyway. Why do you want so much of it?” Scott: “Well you're looking about as relaxed as a Chipmunk on Speed... I was playing the averages.” She looked at him like he just fell out of a moving train and landed on his head. Alexia: “I’m fine. I’m just in a good mood is all. Come on! I know! Let’s go find unattended children and give them espresso and free kittens!” She didn’t realize she was well buzzed. She never did. Scott: “What we need to do is talk about you teaming with Lee...” Alexia sighed and rolled her eyes, spun on her heel and walked away to flop down on the couch like a teenager who knew she was about to get a lecture. Alexia: “What’s there to talk about? It’s not like I fucking asked for it!” Scott: “No... I was going to say - do it right. I've got no use giving you shit here.” Alexia: “Of course I’m going to do it right! I am going to tag with him and I am going to win and I’m going to leave it at that. I’m sick of him. I’m sick of facing him. I’m sick of dealing with him. I am going to walk out after winning giving him and Rick ZERO reason to make me have to deal with him again. I’m sick of it all. I’m tired with it. It’s old, repetitive and boring! And because of that! BY THE WAY! Not to change the subject, but while my thought process IS there…You’re free to go for the title and not worry about me because I’m dropping from the title run.” Scott: “What if you win King of the Ring?” Alexia: “Then it gets put off till I’m good and ready for it! I’m BORED Scott! I’m sick of being BORED. It isn’t the title, it’s the competition. I need something new and exciting. All the same fuckers are still running for the big gold. I’m sick of being a sheep. I’m tired of being part of the flock. I might even drop from King of the Ring. I don’t know. I still have my rematch clause, I can use it whenever I want, I already made sure of that. Who knows? I might just wait for you to win that title then execute that rematch clause. I don’t know. All I know is that I’m sick and tired of all the same matches with the SAME people ending the SAME way, and pissing everyone off in the SAME way! I’m sick of it. I’m done with it for now. That’s all I know for sure.” Scott: “Fine then... want to hit my gym? There's some lads training there before tryouts at a friend of mine's fed, it's called Last Stand Wrestling. It's a total rebuild from a guy I know could get the job done.” She shook her head. Alexia: “You’re a bubble burster. You had to bring on a serious discussion and now I’ve lost my happy place buzz.” She got up and got in his face. Alexia: “So you need to fix it. What are you going to do about it?” Scott: “I could... TICKLE YOU!” He yells as he picks her up with one arm and tickles her as she rests over his shoulder - with his free hand. She shrieked and giggled and kicked her legs as her fists pounded on his back. Alexia: “AAAHHH! Scott! AHAHAHAHAHA! N..No, stop! HEEHEE! PUT! Teehee ME! giggle DOWN! BAWHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!” She was helpless and she knew it. He was too strong for her and he had taken her by complete surprise. She’d never expected something like that to come from him. He takes her by the waist with both hands and hoists her up into the air above him. Scott: “What do I get if I let you back down?” She knew what he wanted to hear but she was having too much fun now and so flailed her legs, kicking towards his face and giggled. Alexia: “Me not introducing your face to my foot!” Carr tosses her up into the air, giving her a slight spin - he drops her down, upside down going head first towards the floor before he grabs her legs with precision - stopping her before she's able to hit. She’d been ready to handspring on landing, but since he’d caught her, she was stuck…again, hanging upside-down, her long hair and fingertips brushing the floor. She sighed and folded her arms. Alexia: “I can stay like this all day if you can.” He holds her up with one arm and hoists her high enough to fall on the couch - before he begins to undo her pants. Scott: “You can handle hanging upside down... but are these pants tight enough to hold you up?” She giggled and swatted at him. Alexia: “They were till you undid the belt and the button!” Scott: “Hey... I'm a fucking bad guy - I'm supposed to resort to cheap tactics to win matches... I see too much of it out of the "Faces" around here, but in an epic fight like this one... I'm thinking outside the box, ironically enough.” Alexia: “Yeah well you damn well better dominate me hard and pin me real well or you’re in for a match you didn’t sign on for, buddy!” Scott: “Really? Kinky!” She grinned slyly. Alexia: “Kink is what I’m all about babe. I LOVE being dominated. Especially by a man of your…stature who can hold my pinned the wrists together with one hand and use the other for his own amusement! So? What are you waiting for?” Scott grins down as he looms over her and she starts to laugh again. Scene Three Alexia got to the arena later than usual. Typically she liked to get there before the fans grouped up outside, and she had, but she’d decided to take Cerb for a walk and got back at peak fan gathering time. She sighed, wrapping Cerb’s green leash around her hand so he was forced next to her left leg, she entered their midst. They were all behind the barriers but none the less it was still crowded. She tried to pass and ignore them but she saw a tiny little girl, no older than six waving out as her, her chubby baby face squished between the metal bars as she tried to get the woman’s attention, hope full in her eyes that this tall pretty woman who she watched on TV every Sunday would even smile at her. And smile, Alexia did. And then some. She and Cerb approached the child and she knelt down. Alexia: “Hi, Sweetheart. What’s your name?” Little Girl: “Sarah.” Alexia: “Oh, what a pretty name. I have a cousin with that name. I’m Alexia. And this is my friend Cerb.” Sarah: “Yes, I know. I watch you.” Alexia smiled, amused. Alexia: “Do you now?” Sarah: “Uh-huh, on Sundays. My big brother showed me.” Alexia: “Wow, that’s really cool.” Sarah: “Yeah! I’m sorry you lost before.” Alexia: “Thank you darlin’. But its okay. I’m sorry I lost too, but I still have another pretty shiny belt.” Sarah: “YEAH!” The child flushed as she abruptly stopped speaking, before squishing her face farther between the bars to get closer. She indicated that she wanted to whisper something to Alexia so Alexia got in real close. Sarah: “Can I pet your puppy?” Alexia: “Sure you can. Cerb.” Cerb moved closer to the child. He knew she was no threat and by instinct alone knew she was one he would protect. He shoved his head into the girl’s small hands and she giggled and she pet his head then dug her hands in the soft, thick, curly fur on his neck, scratching under his chain collar. Sarah: “Good boy. Yeah. You’re a good puppy huh?” Alexia giggled. Alexia: “Do you like dogs?” Sarah: “Uh-huh” The child answered her never taking her eyes off Cerb as she pet him. Alexia: “Do you have one?” Sarah: “Nuh-uh.” Alexia: “Huh.” She rose and spoke with the man that little sarah was with. She pulled out her phone and punched something in and put it back in her pocket. She knelt down again. Alexia: “Are you going to watch me wrestle tonight, Sarah?” The girl’s eyes went starry. Sarah: “YES! It’s my first time here!" Alexia: “Alright! I’ll make sure I wave to you when I’m out there. But Cerb and I have to go now, okay sweetheart?” Sarah: “Okay.” She looked sad as she stopped petting Cerb. Alexia smiled. Alexia: “Can I have a hug before I go? For good luck?” Sarah: “REALLY? YEAH!” Alexia bent over the railing and picked the little girl up and gave her a big hug before handing her over to her father. Alexia: “It was nice to meet you darlin’. See you out there.” She waved and the child waved back and Alexia continued on through the crowd. She stopped to sign and autograph and a fan called out to her. Fan #1: “Alexia! Alexia! How do you feel about losing your title at Bloodlust?” Alexia: “How do you think I feel? I’m pissed as all hell.” Fan #1: “So you’re going to go get it back right? You deserve it you know!” Alexia: “Yeah I know I do. We’ll see how King of the Ring goes.” Fan #2: “So the rumors are wrong then? You’re not going to drop out of the tournament?” Alexia: “What’s it matter if I do or not? I still have my rematch clause.” Fan #1: “Alexia, what about your friend Jace Gryphon? Is he really dead?” Alexia: “No, he’s not. Yet. The last I heard he was alive and recovering, and that was a few days ago. I can’t tell you anymore than that, because I don’t know myself.” Fan #3: “What’s going to happen if he does die?” Alexia: “Then I find the fucker who did it, take his head off, give it to Kirsta Lewis on a silver fucking platter, and bury the body at the foot of Jace’s grave, that’s what!” Fan #2: “What about The Elite though?” Alexia: “What about it? We are the Elite. If we have a member gone it is no different. Only means we carry on the tradition in honor of him. Let him know his ideals, Scott’s ideals. The ideals the Elite was founded on aren’t going to be forgotten.” She moved on down the line and closer to the door now she stopped again for autographs and pictures. Random Guy Yelling From The Crowd: “SHOW US YOUR TITTIES!” She shouted back. Alexia: “SHOW ME YOUR COCK FIRST SO I CAN SEE IF IT’S GOING TO BE WHORTH MY TIME!” There was a roar of laughter and Alexia took a picture to sign for a fan. As she handed it back he asked her about her match. Fan #4: “Hey, how come you’re tagging with Lee tonight?” Alexia: “Because I felt like having a good laugh. He’s pretty fucking ridiculous.” Fan #4: “Yeah but you don’t like him.” Alexia: “That’s an understatement. I hate everything about the sorry little weasel. I didn’t ask for this, Lee’s buddy, The Rick, put this little charade together. I’m sick of Lee. I’m going in there, I’m winning, and I’m walking away from that match washing my hands of him for a good long time. I don’t even want to pass his sorry ass in the halls.” Fan #5: “Do you think it’ll be easy to win against your opponents?” Alexia nearly choked on her laughter as she signed another autograph. Alexia: “Yeah, why not? It wasn’t even supposed to be a tag match if it hadn’t been for the fan forums. Like I said, I’m getting sick of fighting Lee, teaming up will be a nice change of pace, thank the gods. Our opponents are low class jobbers there to give him and I an easy, and relaxing match after this past weekend. That’s all there is to it. The Rick knows they don’t stand a chance. He’s cutting us each a break. Dishing out a little slack. He and everyone else in the fucking world knows that the real reason people are going to be watching is for the tension between Lee and I, and not the match. People are going to want to see if we’ll cheap shot one another, or whatever. Well I don’t know about him, but I’m not even going to bother wasting my time doing that. I want to leave no loose ends so that I can be finished with him.” She handed back the last picture she was signing. Alexia: “Now, I’ve got a match to go prepare for, and you all have a Goddess you need to get ready to worship.” She turned then and went into the building, the shouting fans being muffled as the door closed. End RP
	Oh and btw.... You just lost the game!

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