[Christian Underwood]

Please post all roleplays here! Have fun and good luck!

[Ariana Angelos]

Sadly, Team Go where out of the running for the Mixed Tag Team Titles as Kim Pain and Peter Vaughn and to make matters worse, the veteran duo cheated to win as Peter grabbed a hold of Carter’s tights! This had the ripple effect of meaning Carter was off the Supercard as the Mixed Tag Team Title Match was his final chance at being booked on his first Summer XXXTreme but where did that leave his bestie Ariana?

She was in singles action against the British rookie Georgie Robertson! Summer XXXTreme was serving as the first-year anniversary of Georgie’s SCW debut as she had made her debut the year before in a win over Levana Cade but how would the Brit do against a Go Gym Graduate with titles to her name? Ariana was all too eager to answer that question for her but can she finally get a win this cycle?

Backstage at Climax Control #355, Las Vegas, Nevada
Sunday the 18th of June 2023, 21:00pm

I’m about ready to just get this cycle over with to be honest.

Between failing to gain any momentum following my loss to Roxi and me and Carter literally being cheated out a shot at the Mixed Tag Titles? I’ve definitely had worse times in my wrestling career but at the same time? This was up there with the worst.

The fact that I had to make do with wrestling Georgie again and Carter wasn’t even on the card after declining a chance to wrestle in the Ultimate X Match? Yeah, this wasn’t going well for either of us! Pretty much the only thing that went our way is that I was able to gain some measure of revenge on Krystal with a little help from Chelsea Skye.

Yeah, I was just as surprised as you were when she actually showed up tonight.

”This is such bullcrap!” I grunted in annoyance as I looked at the completed Summer XXXTreme card, my match against Georgie was standing out like a sore thumb and for all the wrong reasons. ”I know I lost all my matches this cycle, but how did I go from wrestling Roxi for the World Bombshell Title to a random match against the girl who scored an upset win over Roxi!”

”Trust me Ari, I’ve been there, done that and got the t-shirt.” I glanced up and saw Chelsea approaching me with a sympathetic look on her face, me and Chelsea had been wrestling for the same amount of time which was weird to me because the Chicago native was two years older than me at twenty-four. ”I can count the number of times were I’ve questioned the decisions of the guys booking the matches for Monday Night Brawl on two hands before I’d get even halfway.”

”Wrestling bookers can be a weird bunch sometimes, and a sadistic bunch the rest of the time.” I nodded in agreement before I walked up to the other Go Gym Graduate. ”Two questions, one: did you and Sarah plan that? And two, are you staying in Chicago or moving up to Vegas?”

”The plan was that Sarah was going to kick Krystal’s ass, but we both saw how that went down and I had to intervene.” Chelsea responded as she shook her head and I nodded as I got the idea. ”And as much as I’d love to use the Go Gym regularly? Moving to Vegas would disrupt me bands and porn work, so for now I’m firmly rooted in Chicago.”

”Yeah, that’s fair! I don’t understand the porn thing but it’s still fair.” I nodded in understanding and Chelsea grinned in response. ”We’ll at least get a chance to catch up, right? We haven’t talked since Sarah graduated from Hero Academy.”

”Depends on schedules, I’ve heard it through the grapevine that you’re getting married next week?” Chelsea responded with a shrug and I grinned in response before nodding enthusiastically. ”And no invite for me or Sarah?”

”In my defence? I had no idea you’d be in the Vegas area next week and you do work for a company that literally takes you to different corners of the globe every other week.” I pointed out and Chelsea nodded as she realizing that I had a point. ”But I still look forward to seeing you and Sarah on the Cruise, hopefully with your clothes on.”

”You do know that me and Sarah only had sex on the deck of a cruise ship once right? And it was the one deck of the ship where nudity was allowed?” Chelsea defended herself and I shook my head. ”Then again, that Tara Fenix Charity Cruise was literally the last time that me and Sarah where on a cruise, or a ship in general really! I was going to film a porno on a yacht last year but that got called off after the crew got Covid and we never got around to revisiting the idea.”

”Is it bad that I’d be making “land hoe” jokes if I was a lot less polite?” I asked with a sheepish grin and Chelsea had a good laugh at my joke. ”Still, I look forward to seeing you on the cruise.”

”Same, if there’s one thing I regret about not immediately joining SCW after graduation, it’s the fact that I’ve never had the chance to work the Summer XXXTreme show! And that was before I got back into porn!” Chelsea admitted with a sigh and I couldn’t help but sympathize there. ”Who knows? Maybe I’ll be on the card next year? In any case, see you on the cruise Ari!”

”See you.” I waved Chelsea off as we went our separate ways, she was definitely an eccentric woman, talented as heck but eccentric, yet that talk did help me get my spirits up.

Who knows? Maybe the Violent Conduct Cycle will be a repeat of last year’s.

Ariana and Francisco’s wedding, Las Vegas, Nevada
Thursday the 22nd of June 2023, 16:00pm

I can’t believe the big day is finally here.

It seems to be wedding season here in SCW, Dawn Warren’s getting married, Goth and Melissa are tying the not on the ship and me and Francisco’s wedding is today.

And I don’t know how that possible but I’m more nervous about this than my World Bombshell Title Match at the last Supercard, never mind my match against Georgie at the cruise! Because of the wedding prep we haven’t had time to get a proper set up for my promo so we’re going to do that when we’re at the hotel the day before we set sail.

And yeah, I know it’s easy to say that we should’ve rescheduled the wedding the moment we realized that we had scheduled it for the week before the Summer XXXTReme cruise but I’m gonna be honest, this date has been set in stone since late November/early December, and we had found out too late to reschedule it anyway! Hopefully things will settle down when we’re on the cruise ship and able to relax though!

”I’ve been waiting for this day since my birthday, how am I a bag of nerves now?!” I wondered to myself as the bridesmaids, mostly my female relatives from Greece mixed with Francisco’s relatives, chatted among themselves, some of them were chatting in Greek so I repeated what I said, only, you know, in Greek. ”I’m not about to leave Franky at the altar just because my nerves are catching up but still.”

“You’ll do fine Ari.” Tina, one of my cousins and the lead bridesmaid, assured me and I grinned in response. “Besides, you’ve wrestled all over the world and this has you worried?”

“Wrestling the likes of Amber Ryan, Roxi Johnson and Masque might be daunting but at the end of the day that’s still part of my job.” I responded as I shook my head before the door opened but I paid it no mind. ”Wrestling does have weddings, but they tend to devolve into Jerry Springer episodes, may he rest in peace, at breakneck speed!”

“And they are all the more entertaining for it.” Juliana laughed and I glanced up at Franky’s younger sister, you know how Franky looks like he could be a male model? Gorgeous guy? Long flowing hair? Toned body? You get the idea, well his sister was a bit of a wild child, still had her brother’s good loos and all but she was tattooed, had several piercings and, well, if you told me that she was the black sheep of Francisco’s family I’d believe you! That didn’t change the fact that she was a lovely and funny woman though which was why she was Francisco’s pick for best woman (and yes, that is a thing). “My bro sent me to check on you Ari, everything okay?”

”Nervous as heck but I’ve been ready for this since I turned twenty-two.” I responded as I turned to the slightly younger (as in twenty-one) woman. ”Not to mention everything I sacrificed to get to this point in my career.”

“Yeah, shame about your parents being unlikely to show.” Juliana sighed as she gave me a sympathetic look. “I tried to convince them to show up for heir only daughter’s wedding day but there’s a reason why your bring walked to the altar by one of your uncles.”

”It’s fine Juliana, and don’t get me wrong, I appreciate that you tried to reach out to them.” I admitted as I turned to fully face my soon to be sister-in-law. ”But I washed my hands off them ever being part of my life again years ago, after Gabriel made it clear to me that I thought was tough love was in fact far from normal.”

“Which is a polite way of saying they were abusive, don’t worry, Franky told me the horror stories, you don’t have to sugar coat anything with me.” Juliana assured me and I shook my head before motioning to the bridesmaids who, thankfully, weren’t paying that much attention. “Ahh, trying to be polite about it around your family members?”

“She’s just trying to avoid the topic all together Juliana.” Tina responded as she shook her head. “We all know the stories as well, but she doesn’t want to ruin her big day.”

“Yeah, yeah, I gotcha, sorry for bringing it up.” Juliana apologized and I nodded to confirm that I accepted it. “Anyway, ceremony should be starting soon, are you ready?”

”I haven’t been this nervous since my World Bombshell Title match against Roxi, but yeah, I’m ready.” I nodded in response and a few minutes later, I ready to walk down the ailse.

When “Here Comes The Bride” started playing I walked down the aisle with a big grin on my face, seeing my handsome husband to be waiting for me in a suit fit for a king, as for me? I kept my wedding dress relatively simple, an off the shoulder design that was long and flowing, but many agreed that I made for a beautiful bride and that the simple look fit me to a t,

“Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today to witness the union between Ariana and Francisco, a young couple from different parts of the world united by the power of love.” The priest started his speech and I had to resist the urge to start humming the Huey Lewis and the News Song. “Francisco, do you take this woman to be your lawfully wedded wife, from death till you part?”

”I do.” Francisco responded simply as he gazed into my eyes and I grinned broadly even though I could hear his family members crying tears of joy in the background, he placed my wedding ring on my finger and my grin broadened.

“And you, Ariana.” The priest said as he turned to me. “Do you take this man to be your lawfully wedded husband? From death till you part?”

”I do.” I responded with a big grin on my face and the priest nodded.

“Then, by the power vested in me by the state of Nevada, I declare you husband and wife! You may kiss the bride.” The priest announced and we share a quick but passionate kiss, sure the height different meant that I had to practically leap into his arms but it was official, we were a married couple.

I wasn’t sure if I was going to keep my birth surname or take Francisco’s, I have a lot of pride in my Greek heritage sure, but that was the last bit of power my parents had over me, and honestly? The fact that they hadn’t even bothered to show up to their daughter’s wedding almost made the decision too easy!

The rest of the day could only be described as magical, the reception’s food was a mixture of Greek and Brazilian cuisine to reflect the fact that a Greek woman had just married a Brazilian man and Juliana’s speech as the best woman went down a treat, not sure how that compared to Carter’s speech at Krystal and Makayla’s wedding but it was up there.

Only thing left was the honeymoon, and it was practically a paid vacation!

Ariana’s hotel room
Saturday the 24th of June 2023, 18:00pm

*promo time*

This will be good.

”I’ve had a busy week, that’s why I’m doing my promo so much later than normal! I’d say it’s not my fault that I got married to Francisco this week………” I trailed off as I showed off my wedding ring to the camera. ”But I guess it kinda is? Throw in the fact that I’m facing a face from my past in Georgie Robertson when my bestie Carter isn’t even on the card? Well, I guess it’s better than nothing.”

Can’t complain!

”That’s not to say I’m dismissing Georgie as a competitor, she’s young like me but unlike me she has a win over Roxi Johnson! But with that said? Much has been said about Georgie’s failure to capitalize on that win, and you’d need only look at her record since beating Roxi for further proof of that.” I stated before shaking my head. ”Here’s the thing Georgie, I have a reputation for being one of the nicest women on the roster for a reason, I really am just that nice! But I can’t ignore the facts here.”

I’m sorry.

”Title match against Crystal? Lost, several chances to get in title matches? Lost, there’s a pattern forming and if I had remembered to pack my white board and pointer, I’d be using that to illustrate my point.” I admitted as I let out a sigh. ”Thank god Juliana is coming to my rescue in that department! Anyway, Georgie, I know what it’s like to be in your soes because I’ve been in a rut myself, but the fact remains that we are two young Bombshells practically begging to regain our lost momentum! And you know what the difference is between us Georgie?”

It's that simple.

”It’s the fact that I’ve beaten you to win my first title, all the way back in New Delhi, India, remember that show? Off course you do, we were Melissa’s two challengers that night and she was set to retain after she kicked your head out of the stadium!” I added as I brushed some hair over my shoulder. ”But all it took was one Angel’s Descant from me to break up the pinfall and secure my spot in SCW’s history books, I beat you that easily before Georgie, will history repeat itself?”

And with that I decided to wrap things up.

”There’s only one way we’ll find out and that’s by stepping into the ring on that cruise ship!” I added as flipped some hair over my shoulder. ”We both made our Summer XXXTreme debuts last year Georgie, me in a tag team match that I’d rather forget against the Metal Maniacs and you against Levana Cade, we both won our matches but let’s face facts, the only way that happens again is by a draw and as long as you bask in the Greek Angel’s light? I won’t let that happen! See you in the ring!”

I turned off the camera as the scene fades.

[Georgie Girl]

Doors slide open as the camera view tracks along a hallway.  Suddenly it switches to view a young man who smiles into the camera and begins to speak.

Interviewer:   We are coming closer to the home of Georgie Robertson, Sin City Wrestling Bombshell and we are about to ask our thirty questions in thirty minutes…and here is her door.

The camera turns once more to the front view and reads the number on the door.  A hand moves into camera view and reaches for the doorbell.  The soft chimes can be heard through the door.  The sound of heels on bare floors can be heard then the sound of the doorknob turning.  It opens to reveal Georgie standing there, her dark hair swept back with a teasing curl over her left eye, black stilettos, a dark skirt, a white silken halter under a white men’s button downshirt.  She leans against the door jamb and offers a bit of a smirk to the camera.   

Georgie Robertson:   Well hello to you.  I suppose you are here for that thirty thirty thing.  I do have some conditions if that is okay with you.

The camera nods which makes Georgie open the door more and steps to the side and invite the interviewer in.  Turning, Georgie closes the door behind him as he points the camera back at her.

Interviewer:   And what might they be?

Georgie Robertson:   For one, every question you ask, I get to ask one myself.  I know it is supposed to be thirty questions from you but I do have some questions being from across the pond and all.  And now that I have seen you, other questions have come to mind.  Shall we begin?

An audible gulp can be heard before the interviewer agrees.

Interviewer:  Sounds fine for me.  I guess the first question is would you introduce yourself to our viewers?

Georgie passes him and motions for him to follow her.  She leads him into the sunk in living room of her home and sits down on a large comfortable chaise and crosses her legs.  The camera follows her.

Georgie Robertson:  You can call me Georgie if you like.  My full name is Georgianne Robertson. 

Interviewer:   And by your accent, you are from the U K?

Georgie Robertson:   Yes I am.  I am from South London.  And that is two questions for you, my turn innit?  Tell me, why have you chosen me for this interview?

Interviewer:   Well, actually you are the only one that really said yes to this.  Although I have to say, you sound different from the voice over the phone. 

Georgie’s eyes roll slightly as she bites her bottom lip.  She brings her hand upwards to play with the gold chain that circles her neck.  The interviewer’s eyes follow her movements as he films her.  Seeing the slight bob of the camera, Georgie realizes what is going on and her lip curls into a sultry smile.

Georgie Robertson:  I must have been a bit off love.  Now where were we?

Interviewer:  I wanted to ask you about being a wrestler in Sin City Wrestling.  What made you want to be a wrestler?  And why SCW?

Georgie tilts her head as if thinking of her answer as her fingertip continues to play with her chain across her decolletage.  Under her lashes, she watches as the camera waves with each movement.  Leaning closer, she begins to speak.

Georgie Robertson:  Well, I did watch wrestling and it seemed like something I might be good at.  I have been known to be a fighter somewhat at home.  And SCW…why it just happened to be the one company that I had heard of the most about here where I wanted to do business.  So for me the gamble was a win win. 

Interviewer:  You wanted to do business in Vegas?  What kind of business would you be doing here? 

Georgie Robertson:  Investment mostly.  Maybe a little bit of gambling on casinos and the like.  If I’m honest, I wasn’t really coming to Las Vegas to wrestle but here we are and now I am a bombshell in SCW.  And from the past year, some would say that I am good and others will point out that my record is not all that good.  My question now.  What do you think…am I good or bad?

Interviewer:  Ummm…I don’t really know one way or another.  I mean I watch the shows and I have  some questions here already prepped.  But I would offer that maybe you are due to get better…right?

Georgie nods as she leans back on the chaise and uncrosses and recrosses her legs.  The interviewer can be seen playing with his tie, loosening it as if finding it hard to breath for some reason.  He coughs slightly as Georgie looks to the side, her gaze appearing to not look at him but she keeps his attention.

Georgie Robertson:  One supposes.  Take for instance this upcoming Summer XXXTreme.  It is my anniversary you know.  I made my debut  at last years event and now this year on that ship, I will be in a match with Ariana Angelos.  Some might say that she is going to be the one to win this match and actually that could be farthest from the truth if one was to ask.  You see, I am not in the least bit worried about facing her as I have been studying her matches and all that.  And if you ask me, I think that I am learning that I need to be more serious when it comes to my wrestling.  I have been focused on the wrong things actually and I need to refocus.

Interviewer:  On what were you focused if I can ask?

Georgie’s eyes swing in his direction once more.

Georgie Robertson:   You can ask but I will tell you that it my little secret and a girl can have some secrets can’t she?   

Interviewer:  I guess…ummm…what are you doing?

Georgie has moved the fingers playing with her chain to the buttons of her shirt.  They have teased one button open and have moved further down her shirt that is now gaping slightly open.  Another audible swallow comes from the interviewer which has Georgie smiling, the tip of her tongue moving along her lip.

Interviewer:   Are you trying to seduce me?

Georgie Robertson:  I am not trying to seduce you…

 

She gets to her feet and slowly, gracefully moves to where the interviewer is sitting and leans forward so her perfume teases his nostrils as she caresses one hand through his hair, tangling it slight before her hand moves to cup his face.

Georgie Robertson:  Would you like me to seduce you?

Interviewer:  uhhh

Georgie leans down, her lips barely a breath away from his lips as he slowly nods in agreement.   The camera cuts out the feed.

Two hours later, the elevator opens to reveal Georgie’s friend Lalita dressed in a pair of dark grey pants and a red silk blouse.  With a black portfolio held in her arm, she reaches for the door handle only to have the door open to reveal the interviewer, disheveled and smiling bemusedly exiting the apartment.  Georgie appears in the doorway in only the man’s buttondown and not much else, waving teasingly and blowing a kiss to the interviewer who waves a final time as the elevator doors open.  Lalita looks between the now disappeared interviewer and Georgie.

Georgie Robertson:  Hullo Lalita

Lalita:  He looked a little young Georgie.

Georgie turns and moves back into the apartment and heads towards the bar.  Stepping behind it, she pours a glass full of a golden liquid.  She waves the bottle of iced tea at Lalita who shakes her head.  Setting it back down, Georgie steps around the bar and once more sits on the chaise, this time, she reclines and puts a hand behind her head.

Georgie Robertson:   what he lacked in experience, he made up with enthusiasm.  Oh I suppose  I should thank you for setting up this interview.

Lalita:  You are welcome.  Considering that you have this match coming up on the ship.  Speaking of, I have your itinerary for this trip.  You have been booked into one of the balcony staterooms on the Princess and you will be boarding in Los Angeles in two days.

Georgie Robertson:  Two days…right.  So I guess if I am to get ready, I should be packing soon.  But first I should have a rabbit about my opponent for this supercard.  Who am I facing again?

Lalita:  Ariana Angelos

Georgie looks down at her mussed up look and then at Lalita with a smirk.

Georgie Robertson:  I guess I am going to have to change yeah? 

Lalita nods as she moves to sit down and pulls a phone out of her portfolio.  Georgie drinks the glass of iced tea then rises from the chaise.  She heads towards the bedroom and disappears inside to change.

*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

Georgie Robertson stands in front of a large full length mirror in her bedroom.  She is holding a cell phone as she checks out her appearance.  Across the room is a set of luggage that is open and surrounded by different outfits that are ready to pack.  Georgie tilts her head and addresses her image as if it were someone totally different.   

Georgie Robertson:  It has been a year Ariana.  Do you knoiw what a year it has been for me?  Wrestling sick, dealing with deaths in the family?  I have  had an up and down year and it shows.  I am thought of as a throw away opponent.  Losing over and over but in reality, I am still learning yeah?  Granted that learning curve ain’t that easy.  But I have seen some bright spots.  I have also seen the worst of it when it comes to wins.  I know that you have had a great run, winning a title by beating me.  Brilliant on your part if I’m honest.

Georgie still looks at the mirror but she reaches forward to pull something from the closet to reveal a set of tights and a halter in the colours of the Union Jack.  She holds them up and smiles.   

Georgie Robertson:  I am done being someone that is going to let myself get the hump with what people say about me.  None of it is going to be a bother anymore because I have made some decisions when it comes to my wrestling.  This supercard is my anniversary of my debut…actually yours too innit?  My point, it is time to make a redebut so to speak.  I need to start pushing myself.  I threw away chances that in all honesty I should have grasped with both hands yeah.   

Georgie clutches her hand into the spandex angrily before she takes a slow breath.  Her head rises slightly as she looks down her nose at her reflection.

Georgie Robertson:   Ariana, you are a bird that I would have to say is good.  To deny that is utter bollocks.  But when it comes to this match we have on this ship, it is going to be different this time.  This time I have my eyes on the prizes that will be in my future yeah.  Facing you will set me on the path to drive my ambition right into getting a title here in SCW.  I have beaten a champion once and I am sure that I can beat a former champion like you if I put my mind to it.  And trust me, my mind if fully fixed on you.

Georgie walks away from the closet but she uses her thumb to switch the camera to focus on her face.  She reaches the bed and sets the wrestling gear on the bed by the open suitcase then she sits on the bed and talks to the camera.

Georgie Robertson:  This match Ariana is something that I need to be in.  It has been ages since I have been in the ring and the last time I was, it was the last loss that I would be taking, or so I promised myself.  I just can’t believe that I am not wearing a title or fighting in the championship matches.  But bugger it all, I am coming to batter you until you can’t get up and then I am going to pin you to the mat yeah.  I am tired of being considered second rate. 

Leaning back against the headboard of the bed, Georgie pulled her leg up to rest her elbow on her knee for balancing the arm holding the phone.  Her other hand moves up to her hair that looks mussed, a fall of it covering her left eye.  Brushing it back, Georgie plays her fingers through it which only makes it look wilder.

Georgie Robertson:  I don’t know if you know it Ariana but I am not in the mood to have to deal with a random opponent at Summer XXXTreme so when I got a butchers at the card and it was you, I had to smile.  Familiarity breeds contempt but it isn’t the familiarity that should worry you…no, what should really make you think is the fact that you hold a win over me.  Now I ain’t one for revenge Ariana.  Nah, that just ain’t me.  But when it comes to correcting a mistake, that is something that I love doing.   See, I ain’t one to let things just remain or happen again.  When I have lost, I make it my mission to come back better and correct that mistake.  So, you can say that at Summer XXXTreme, I am here to erase the loss I have and take the win from you. 

Placing her other arm over the elbow resting on her knee, Georgie leans closer to the camera as if sharing a secret with Ariana.

Georgie Robertson:  I guess the one thing that I can say with confidence is happy anniversary to you Ariana and to me too yeah?  One year ago we made our debut on the ship and my gift for myself on that anniversary will be a win over you.  I have to break this losing streak and where better than where it all began...

From outside of the room, the sound of Georgie’s name being called catches the young woman’s attention.  She hears the voice remind her that the flight was leaving in a few hours and she needed to be ready to go soon.  Georgie smiles at the camera and then she sighes as she looks at the pile of clothing in front of her.

Georgie Robertson:  As much as I would like to rabbit more, I have things to do and places to be.  But don’t worry, you are never far from my thoughts and I am sure that when we meet in that ring on that ship, you will be right in line for a battering and when the referee is raising my arm in victory I want you to remember that it will be your loss that will be my stepping stone to my own way to bigger and better things in SCW yeah.  See you soon Ariana.

One last smile is seen cross the lips of Georgie before she presses end on the phone and tosses it to the side before she looks at the clothes as Lalita enters the room.

Georgie Robertson:  Help me pack?

Lalita shakes her head and then lets it hang as she moves slowly to the closet as the scene fades to black.

[Georgie Girl]

The decks of the Sun Princess cruise ship were crowded with the people wanting to see and be seen.  Bikini clad women cozying up to older men in socks and sandals while screaming kids run around the pools.  To one side on the highest deck, a woman can be seen laying on a deck chair in a white swimsuit, her dark damp hair glistening in the sun.  Beside her is a table with an umbrella that blocks the sun from the drinks that are set on it.  It also blocks the sun from the body of another woman, her eyes covered in a pair of silvered aviator glasses and dressed in a black and red bikini that leaves very little to the imagination. 

Georgie Robertson:   Do you realize Lalita that we are on a cruise ship in the Pacific?  We were here a year ago and it was my debut and I got a win in my debut.  This year I am getting ready to face Ariana Angelos but will I get the win this year?

Lalita raises her head to look at her friend.

Lalita:   What are you on ‘bout Georgie?  You never sound this worried about your matches.

Georgie Robertson:   Give this a butchers Lal…Ariana Angelos is a tough woman to face in the ring and needs to be taken seriously.

Lalita sits up and glares at Georgie who is giving her a deadpan look.   

Lalita:  Quit being a plonker Georgie.

The deadpan look changes to one of smirking confidence as Georgie reaches for her glass and then brings the straw sitting in it to her lips.  Lalita rolls over, her hand reaching for her own drink, a look on her face as she fights to decide whether or not to throw it at Georgie.

Georgie Robertson:  You are daft to think that I would be worried about me match Lal.  It is Ariana Angelos that needs to realize that I am starting to feel my desire rise to get into the ring and start to deal out some messages to the birds backstage.  There are titles that I deserve to get a shot at but I am not getting those shots because there are those bombshells that whine and beg for the shots.  I get that I have not been one to say that I deserve my shot and I feel that maybe I just didn’t have the opportunities because I wasn’t as focused on wrestling. 

Lalita:   Oh?  And now?

Georgie Robertson:   Now I have decided that I am going to focus on my wrestling and prove that I am someone that will take each title shot seriously.  And to do that I am going to have  to start battering the other bombshells in SCW. 

Lalita:   So now you have decided that huh?  What about your granddad’s plans?  Will he understand putting that on the backburner?

A wash of guilt crosses Georgie’s face but she shakes it off. 

Georgie Robertson:  I am sure he will.  Granddad has always supported me when I wanted to do something.  And he knows that I will get back to what he wants when the time is right.  And right now the time isn’t.

Lalita:  That is for sure.  But I am surprised that you are going to focus on wrestling.  I would have thought that you would just not worry about it.  I never thought you would take this as serious as you appear to be.  Don’t get me wrong, I am with you on this.  But if I am honest, you need to really focus if you want to win one of these titles. 

Georgie offers her friend a mocking toast with her drink.

Georgie Robertson:  Then here’s to focusing on battering the piss out of Ariana to put myself on the road to a title. 

Lalita:  And here’s to Ariana’s loss as the first of many wins.

Georgie Robertson:  Cheers!

Both sip from their respective glasses as the two lean back again for relaxing on the deck.  Suddenly, in front of them is a commotion where a man in a ripped shirt, shorts and flip flops rushes by followed by a crowd of calling women.  Georgie turns to Lalita and points.

Georgie Robertson:  Fiver on the one in the blue catching him…

Lalita:  You are on!

The pair laugh as more women appear following the man.  Once their laughter fades, Georgie reaches down and picks up the magazine and begins to flip through it.  Lalita watches her friend through her eyelashes as she closes her eyes slightly.  Without looking at her Georgie speaks up. 

Georgie Robertson:   Out with it Lal. 

Lalita:  Don’t you think that you should be talking about your match or be training?  I am sure that your opponent is probably talking shit about you somewhere on this boat.  Honestly Georgie, you manage to let every opponent you face get the drop on you and your are always hitting from your back foot.  For once you need to strike first.

Georgie Robertson:   I am sure that Ariana is really not doing that.  Any nicer and I would say that she is is sweet enough to cause cavities.  If I am honest though…for someone that claims to be nice, she is actually not that nice if you ask me.  I get that she can be complimentary but then is so passive-aggressive. 

Georgie pauses, rolling her head slightly and closing her eyes as if to erase her thoughts.

Georgie Robertson:  That’s it Lal…she’s passive aggressive.  She gives a complement then tries to beat you down with a fact of how good she is. 

Lalita:  And what are you going to do about it?

Georgie drops the magazine on the table then rises to her feet.  She looks down at Lalita with a sneer. 

Georgie Robertson:  I am going to go get some training in and maybe just find myself a cameraman to talk to.

Lalita:  You go girl.  I will stay here and charge things to the room since I ain’t payin.

Georgie moves off without even listening to Lalita, an intense look on her face.  Lalita smiles as she motions to the porter to get another drink. 

*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

The sound of a heavy bag being beaten on can be heard as a sweaty Georgie Robertson is throwing lefts and rights into it.  Wearing boxing gloves, an offwhite wifebeater over a black sports bra, black boxing shorts and a pair of high top Converse.  Suddenly the striking of leather against leather stops as the appearance of a camera person is noted.  From around the bag, Georgie moves into view.  She brings one glove upwards to pull the edge open with her teeth and pulls it off.  Looking to the camera, she nods and calls out.   

Georgie Robertson:  Be with you in a tick.

She continues to remove the gloves and once both are off her taped hands, she knots them together and drapes them around her neck as she sits on a stool and with one finger, motions for the cameraperson to come closer.   

Georgie Robertson:  I guess that it is time for me to directly talk to my opponent for Summer XXXTreme.  So Ariana, the following comments are for you, pay attention.

Georgie Robertson:   I get that you are my opponent and you just so happen to hold a win over me.  Brav fekin oh.  One win and that is all.  But forgive me if I am not worried about that one win.  Sure it was for a chance at a title but what happened huh?  That win ended up leading to a loss. 

Georgie’s eyes light up with intensity. 

Georgie Robertson:  Then I won against the World Bombshell champion Roxi Johnson…in a non title match but who is counting.  Then you get a shot at that title and what did you do?  Lost again yeah?  Pathetic really.  But the most pathetic of all is that you have to keep nattering on about my record of losses.  Again, I lost those matches but the difference between the two of us is that I let it go.  I don’t care about the past Ariana.  All I care about is where I am aiming from this day onward. 

Georgie begins to flex her fingers in anticipation for what could be coming soon.

Georgie Robertson:   The very first step on my way to winning titles is you.  You are the launching pad that I am going to use to send me on the way to earning some title shots.  You are a former champion and should I batter you and pin your shoulders to the mat, I could legitimately say that I should be able to be in the title picture.  So I hope you won’t mind when I get the win and leave you looking up at the ring lights.

Georgie stands up and then reaches for a towel to run it along her neck then runs her hand through her damp hair leaving it tangled as she leans forward.

Georgie Robertson:  I am ready for you Ariana.  Trust that.

With that, she brings her hand up to send the view to black.