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| Elena DeDraca | Dec 27 2016, 08:06 AM Post #1 |
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■out of character■ Here we go. Holidays are over. ■supporting cast■ Christian Mercer ■■■■■■ B E A U T I F U L B I R D S London; England ON/OFF camera There is no place like London. No matter where in this world she went, that sentence was always true. This city always would put her back in time. No matter how futuristic some of the shops looked, she saw something else. The small lighttower bed and breakfast at the end of the road. The few old shops that remained open. Or better said survived. They were decorated with Christmas stuff, putting her back in time. So far she had not even noticed the light rain falling down on them. Not till the moment she heard Christian curse under his breath. “Afraid to get a little wet?” He gave her a smirk while wrapping his arm around her waist. His thick coat warming the both of them. “More worried that you will catch a cold my goddess… .” “Oh darling, I have been living in this weather for most of my life. I am fine.” She was giving him a rather bright smile while small raindrops fell down on them. Her hair slowly soaking wet. It had been a while since she had smiled like that. There was always something going on in her life. For better or worse. They had reached a dry spot in front of a bakery. The fantastic scent filling her senses. ”But maybe you need to warm yourself up. Get back to the hotel and check on Isabella. I am certain she is driving Austin and Lisa nuts.” “Didn’t we wanna shop for a few gifts?” With a slow move she was taking off her gloves, placing her warm palm on his cheek. Elena would leave it there for several moments. People on both sides were passing them by, trying their best to not run into the couple. ”I wanted to shop and you insisted to come with me. Mostly to carry my bags. But I assure you of this, I am capable to do it on my own. And when I am done, we gonna have an epic dinner. Alright? Elena felt the tension that was resting inside of him. Some coming from his overprotective nature- but most was a result of the last Phoenix Pay Per View. It took all self control he had to not go after Ron Swat. Christian Mercer was no one to mess with. And by laying hands on his fiancèe exactly that happened. His eyes remained on her face, serious and unforgiving. “I don’t feel comfortable having you wander around alone. I can’t have anything happen to you... .” ”You got nothing to worry about… .” “Really? Because I remember that was what you told me last time. And then we have been on our way to the emergency room. Where I sat in the waiting room to find out your have bruised ribs and a concussion. I can’t go through this again Elena.” Elena. He only called her that when he was either angry or very serious about things. Reading his expression, it was a little bit of both. And while she understood his concern- there was not much she could do about it. It was her job. Part of her life. ”What you want me to say Christian? I was stupid for taking this match? I wasn’t. The only thing you can blame me for is that I haven’t expected his outburst. Or that I haven’t been protecting Frankie better. But you know that things like that happen, right?” Elena wrapped her free arm around him, cuddling close. Her head resting on his chest. It took about ten seconds till his walls came down, He held her close when kissing the top of her head. “I will not start the subject again but you keep one thing in mind. Shall anything like that happen again, there will be consequences. I expect management to protect their talent. If they can’t, I will take matters in my own hand.” ”Don’t I know it? But before you go all Sons of Anarchy on me, let me finish my shopping. I will be done in about an hour. And then you guys pick me up from the lighttower cafè. Does that sound right Mister Mercer?” He would lift her up for a moment, his strong hands holding onto her waist. Much to her own surprise that caused her to giggle. The fuck. He held her in position for a little longer before pulling her back in his arms. ”How much eggnog did you have?” Christian shook his head before kissing her and letting go. He wouldn’t turn back around when walking towards their residence. So many feelings running through her system when watching him becoming smaller in the distance. It was not easy to live with an alpha wolf. But in the end she was certain about three things. He was hers. She was his. And he would never stop worrying. Of course not. S I N K OR S W I M London; England ON/OFF camera Deja vu. That was what it felt like when reading the details of her upcoming match. Almost. TWIN- NISHER. Yeah it was a stupid name. But that did not smaller the dedication and effort this guy had shown in the ring. Unfortunately this wasn’t good enough against people like Finn Whelan and Elena. Another loss added to their list. The black haired raven had been sitting inside this old fashioned bed and breakfast for the past two hours. Watching people pass by. Most of them in a rush. But wasn’t that the usual these days? People taking zero time to observe what was going on around them. Shame. The old lady had just brought her another cup of tea and cookies Elena never had ordered. But seeing the huge smile on the lady's face, she softly nodded and went back to her reading material. Even if it was just briefly. “You know Twinny I was trying to say mean things about you. Already tried that the other week without much success. I could call you dumb and belittle you- but that is not my style. I leave that to those that can’t come up with anything better. But to get back on the subject as it is, I am sitting here almost empty handed. You guys lost.But you fought. And that is more than most people in this industry can say these days. They parade around expecting shit being handed to them. And if not? They pull a tantrum and spit their poison everywhere. I am not one of those people. I am not certain you have noticed what Elena DeDraca is all about, but this is your second chance. Right on my first night here I was making a promise. That I am here to start a fire. And I did. Maybe some people still stand in the far trying to ignore it- but it will spread. Why do we fight? To prove something to those we think stand above us. Or, and that sounds more like me, because fighting is the very essence of our life. It is what made us survive this far. Keeping me on my toes. So win or loss Twinny, you know what it means to fight. And for that I applaud you. Not for your singing skills though.” Elena couldn’t resist the urge to laugh. People didn’t even bother looking over at her. After all this was England, They were used to weird people. Her dark eyes wandered over the place with a small smirk remaining. ”It’s the effort that counts, right? For me it was like an homage to my wonderful music taste. Just kidding. Truth to be told I needed quite some painkillers the night after Winter Warfare. One shall not forget I fought two matches that night. And while Mister Swat thinks that he was betrayed… I say Build up buttercup. Outsmarting you was easier than stealing candy from a fat kid. Why? Well without digging too deep, but you are a dumbo. You got all the muscles in the world. Something you made me remember when the fight was over. Very manly of you. But what about your head? Yeah. A different story for a different day. Even though it is tempting to answer to your insults- you are just second in line. My focus is on cute, little Twin- Nisher. Why? Because he deserves my full focus and time. I could sit here and tell you that the young man has potential. That there is a natural talent resting somewhere deep inside. But the problem is, I have to believe the things I dish out. And while the spirit is right, the rest pretty much isn’t there. With the Christmas season around let me put it like that. You get this toy you have been waiting for all year. But when you open in, its broken. An arm missing, The color of hair wrong. Stuff like that. And Twinny is just like that. While everything could be in one piece, it isn’t. And he got used to it.” She looked down on at the huge mug, it had cooled down a little. While holding it in one hand she noticed the look of the lady. Without hesitation she stuffed a cookie in her mouth. Fuck they were dry. She gave the female a thumbs up before having a huge sip of her tea. ”Do you ever wonder if there are any consequences for the things we do? Like the ordinary, daily things. Nothing epic. Nothing that seems life changing or drastic. I do. Or I have. Because often enough I thought to myself that there is punishment for everything. And that I brought whatever misfortune upon myself. Quite deep, huh? Let me tell you a story about Elena DeDraca. I know what consequences feel like. And how fake this society is. As long as you hold a value to them, they will praise you. Cherish you even. But what if not? I have been down at the bottom Twinny- for longer than I even remember. I felt like I had nothing. And I was nothing. And while that made me sad a lot of times- it made me another thing too. Stronger. Because the truth is, I always had something. Myself. Do you understand that this is worth more than twenty armies? Being able to trust yourself. Despite what everyone else thinks about you. In a business like this a little hype don’t hurt. But you gotta wonder yourself if that is what brought you that far, or if you pushed hard enough. I have not had the pleasure to see you in the prime of your career Twinny. Although people say you kind of skipped that part and became what you are today. Then again, people made it their hobby to speak half truths. So when it comes to you, I will go with what I have seen with my own two eyes.” The british raven brushed through her long hair before putting those nerdy glasses on. She was looking at a piece of paper for a few moments before turning it around. It had the smiling face of Twin- Nisher on it. Underneath a few things written. ”Shall we ignore the basics? I am not here to do a deep analyse of you Twinny. I ain’t the right person to unfuck you boy. What do I see when looking at you? A bad haircut, but that might just be a stylish thing. So not minus points for that. Ring gear that screams at you from afar. Another fashion problem. But none of this makes any difference to our upcoming match. Which by the way is the first round of the Iron King Tournament. Which of course is once again pretty sexiest- but this is still a male business. I would say if our champions weren’t females, think about it. I have been thinking about this for quite some time. Thinking about the moments when folks told me, all you need is heart. I believed it. And you notice I put that in past tense, things change. You got heart Twinny. But that is something you must understand when you look at me. I step on hearts. Just like I destroy dreams. Don’t mistake me for something I am not. I said I like you, but then again that never stopped me from getting what I want. If anything it was the last bit of motivation I need.” Elena winked towards the camera when leaning back in this wooden stool. It would make that characteristic noise. Old things break, Right? And while sometimes you can repair them and shine em up, that wasn’t always the case. Foolish to think nothing’s ever broken. The Pale Queen |
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