Post by aeryn on Nov 24, 2013 15:03:10 GMT -5
The Scene Opens:
The passengers slow start to file on to the MD80 flight to Chicago, O'Hare as Aeryn Ashfeild slips into her seat. On such an early morning flight there are a great deal of spaces left unfilled, allowing her to quickly slip into a window seat toward the back of the plane. Her head already covered by the hood of her sweater she turns her face to the portal of the window to further hide her features from any passing MPW fans. This morning she did not want to be recognised as Aeryn Ashfield MPW Superstar, Tag Team Champion or Roll the Dice briefcase winner. This morning she just wanted to be Aeryn.
She leans her head back against the head rest in an attempt to get comfortable never taking her eyes off the runway and its bustling activity, the banality of it already settling her and allowing her mind to wander. It only wanders a few hours back, a smile creeping slowly across her lips and a slight blush colouring her cheeks as she thinks back on her previous evening with Soul. She looks down catching sight of the union jack colours poking out above the zip of her hoodie, her smile broadens even more as she remembers the last time she saw those colours they were being slipped from her and flying through the air. The thought of this makes her giggle, she didn't think she would ever be able to look at a union jack in quite the same way again with out it bringing a stupid grin to her face....Stupid grin...she catches her reflection in the window snapping her back to reality. She gives a sheepish look around her hoping that no one had caught sight of her looking like a giddy teenager.
Across the aisle she catches sight of a kid of 9 or 10 doing a double take in her direction...
Aeryn: Oh no...
He stares at her wide eyed, her own face mirroring his as she looks back at him as he pulls at his mothers arms in excitement, luckily she is currently ignoring him in favour of looking through her hand luggage. The boy though is growing increasingly animated, she sees the words forming on his lips ...her name...she knows that in a matter of moments she could be surrounded unless she takes some action. Raising her finger to her lips she motions for the boy to keep quiet, which he does but also takes her interaction as an invitation to talk as he wanders across the aisle to sit next to her. Dropping her gaze she finds herself looking at the biggest smile she has ever seen. His slightly crooked teeth melt her resolve as she allows a small smile of her own to play on her lips.
Boy: ...You're...you're Aeryn Ashfeild right?!
She nods at him, her eyes still shaded by the hood of her sweater.
Aeryn: Yes I am, and who are you?
Boy: My name...my name is Jamie...
Aeryn: It's nice to meet you Jamie...
She shakes his hand and pretends not to notice as he looks down at it in amazement when she lets it go.
Jamie: ...Can I have your autograph...please?!
Aeryn: Sure...do you have something for me to sign?
*Thinking for a moment he reaches into his pocket and pulls out a folded up plane ticket. Looking at it for a moment he thrusts it towards her expectantly. She smirks a little with amusement as she takes it from him, pulling a pen from her hand luggage she signs her moniker across it she hands it back to him*
Aeryn: There you go sweetie. Hope you have a good flight...
*Her hopes that, that would have been enough for him to leave are dashed as he continues to sit at her side. Clutching his ticket tightly in his hand.*
Jamie: ...Can I see your tag title?
Aeryn: Oh, no it's in with my luggage...
Jamie: Can I see the briefcase then...you've got that right?!
Aeryn: Sorry, that's in with my luggage to...
Jamie: *Getting a little more comfortable with his new found friend.* ... Is Soul Shadow here to!?...*He looks around almost expectantly for the other half of the tag team champions to arrive.*
Aeryn: *God I wish!* ... No, just me. I'm sure he would have loved to have met you though.
Jamie: Oh, ok...Can I ask you a question?
Aeryn: Go for it! *Having given up on getting rid of this boy quickly she turns to face him fully.*
Jamie: Why did Christian Carter attack you and Soul and Valentina on Reloaded?
*Aeryns face alters into a frown as hears Carters name, but does her best to hide it from Jamie as she answers his question.*
Aeryn: Because...*she thinks how best to phrase her answer politely*...because Christian Carter is a jealous man, who wants what he can't have and doesn't deserve. It's like...* She pauses for a moment.*... a kid being punished and having his toy taken away. Right, you know when your mum takes away your Playstation because you didn't do your homework. You behave yourself right, and do what it takes to get your Playstation back...*Jamie nods*...Well it's the same with Christian Carter rather than behave him self and work for his privileges like everyone else has to, he thinks he should just get what he wants given to him because he shouts loud enough and draws enough attention to himself. Attacking Valentina and myself was his attempt to do that. He's just a child making a lot of noise.
*At that point Jamie's mother raises her head from her bag and starts to look over at her son, wondering why he is sitting with this stranger rather than in his own seat where she had left him. Noticing this Aeryn raises a hand to great the woman and indicates to the boy that he should probably go back to her. He grabs her hand once more giving it a hearty shake as he turns and leaves. Once again she settles down in her own little corner, peaceful. The last thing she remembers is the thrust of the engines taking her skywards as she drifts off into a deep sleep.*
The Scene Opens:
*The room is practically bare that Aeryn Ashfield finds her self in, a hideaway backstage after her match at Reloade. Just a basic steel chair and a camera pointed towards it. There is no need for anything else, no fancy lighting, no crowds to distract her she has chosen this room for a reason, for the chance to reflect and provide answers to her opponent questions the previous week with out distraction.*
Aeryn: Valentina Madison...*She applauds towards the camera*...I feel I must offer my congratulations to you, you pulled one over on me, the wiley old veteran. Beatting me with my own move no less...to say that, that added extra didn't rub salt into the wound would be an understatement, but being the good sport that I am I feel I must first and foremost congratulate you on your victory.
Now down to business. It would seem that the powers that be in the MPW have decided that we work so nice, that they'd like to see us twice and once again we are being thrust together in the squared circle for a second week. For myself a second bit of the cherry, to do what I should have done at Reloaded and pin you.
But before our match this coming week I feel that I need to address your questions raised in our previous meeting. And Valentina you raised a lot of questions.
Yes, you were correct by saying that last week was my first singles match in the MPW since winning the Roll of the Dice briefcase. I am sorry if this is a worry to you, only I was a little busy becoming a tag team champion to concentrate on a singles career. There is only one of me I am afraid and well something had to give. But leaning on Soul Shadow?! ... I may have lost to you last week hunny but leaning on Soul Shadow...oh no, no, you couldn't be more wrong. And if I might add that is damn right disrespectful. I am not the Matt Hardy to his Jeff, I am not the HHH to his Shawn Michaels! How dare you! I may be part of a tag team but I am an individual, I am an athlete in my own right my singles career stretches back further then two months ago, further that 2 years ago. I am a ten year singles competitor with a decorated history. So for you to suggest that I have lost focus by relying on anyone is incorrect. I contribute just as much to Phoenix Rising as Soul does. If you need proof of that just go back and watch our match against Iconic Aggression. I am a part of the whole not some hanger on riding on Soul Shadows coat tails and feeding on the spoils!
*Aeryn steadies her tone.*
Now with that said let me tell you about these achievements of mine. I appreciate the fact that you would like to accomplish what I have in the MPW and I commend that ambition. But you should not be looking up to me to follow. I want you to look to surpass me because that is the only way to get anything that this company has to offer! When I came into this company I had nothing, no reputation, no allies much like yourself no one gave me a second glance the exceptions on me were so low. Just another woman looking to try her luck in the MPW. So what did I do. From day one I dug in and gave one hundred and ten percent to everything win or lose, I left everything I had in that ring. Slowly very slowly I got my chances and most importantly I TOOK my chances... you think I though I had a hope in hell of winning that Roll of the Dice match, lord no! But I went in there, picked my spots and with a lot of luck and a little help I claimed that prize. The same with Iconic Aggression, the best tag team in the MPW at the time we grabbed our spot and refused to let go. My point is I Valentina I do not rest on my laurels, I do not stop working and striving to become better and when I cash in that breifcase and win that World title, I wont stop then either I will keep going and working and growing to be the best that I can be, the best that I know I can be. And that is what I want to see from you Valentina, I want to see that abundance of talent come to the fore and not ask for a chance, not politely wait in line but take a chance when it is presented to you and never let go. In our tag match you let go of your chance, you let Christian Cater take it with out so much as a fight. If you had held on and pinned me you could have been tag team champion right now. I want three women main evening in this company, it makes us all better.
The expectations on me now are tremendous because of my achievements, not my own expectations of course but those of other people, fans, management, opponents they expect the best from me and when I don't deliver, as I didn't last week against you I start to get questioned. Is she losing her step? can she still hang in the singles? Etcetera.
I will say this once. Other peoples expectations mean nothing to me. I do not and will not let other people dictate to me what they think I should be or what I should do. That is for me and me alone to decide and act upon. So Valentina I am telling you this, I have decided that next week at Reloaded I will be correcting my previous mistake, you will not be beating me for a second time, and I promise you that this time This is REALLy Gonna Hurt... Add that to your list of expectations.
*As Aeryn goes to stand she pauses and looks back towards the camera.*
Aeryn: Oh I almost forgot.. Kurt Newman I couldn't help notice your promo this week. *She has an amused tone to her voice.* ...Bring your hot little partner down so she can see what a real man looks like?!... *she smiles.* ...While i am glad to hear that you like what you see Kurt, and to be honest why wouldn't you? A real man?... I have heard the talk in the locker room and to be blunt if your fucking lady luck, she must be really disappointed...From what i hear that horse your hung like, is far more sea than stallion...if you get my meaning ...*holds her little finger up.*... so I'll come down and take a look at what a real man looks like... my real man as he's kicking your arse. It's gonna be awesome!
*The scene fades as she raises from her seat, a smirk playing on her lips as she leaves the door. The door clicking shut behind her.*
The passengers slow start to file on to the MD80 flight to Chicago, O'Hare as Aeryn Ashfeild slips into her seat. On such an early morning flight there are a great deal of spaces left unfilled, allowing her to quickly slip into a window seat toward the back of the plane. Her head already covered by the hood of her sweater she turns her face to the portal of the window to further hide her features from any passing MPW fans. This morning she did not want to be recognised as Aeryn Ashfield MPW Superstar, Tag Team Champion or Roll the Dice briefcase winner. This morning she just wanted to be Aeryn.
She leans her head back against the head rest in an attempt to get comfortable never taking her eyes off the runway and its bustling activity, the banality of it already settling her and allowing her mind to wander. It only wanders a few hours back, a smile creeping slowly across her lips and a slight blush colouring her cheeks as she thinks back on her previous evening with Soul. She looks down catching sight of the union jack colours poking out above the zip of her hoodie, her smile broadens even more as she remembers the last time she saw those colours they were being slipped from her and flying through the air. The thought of this makes her giggle, she didn't think she would ever be able to look at a union jack in quite the same way again with out it bringing a stupid grin to her face....Stupid grin...she catches her reflection in the window snapping her back to reality. She gives a sheepish look around her hoping that no one had caught sight of her looking like a giddy teenager.
Across the aisle she catches sight of a kid of 9 or 10 doing a double take in her direction...
Aeryn: Oh no...
He stares at her wide eyed, her own face mirroring his as she looks back at him as he pulls at his mothers arms in excitement, luckily she is currently ignoring him in favour of looking through her hand luggage. The boy though is growing increasingly animated, she sees the words forming on his lips ...her name...she knows that in a matter of moments she could be surrounded unless she takes some action. Raising her finger to her lips she motions for the boy to keep quiet, which he does but also takes her interaction as an invitation to talk as he wanders across the aisle to sit next to her. Dropping her gaze she finds herself looking at the biggest smile she has ever seen. His slightly crooked teeth melt her resolve as she allows a small smile of her own to play on her lips.
Boy: ...You're...you're Aeryn Ashfeild right?!
She nods at him, her eyes still shaded by the hood of her sweater.
Aeryn: Yes I am, and who are you?
Boy: My name...my name is Jamie...
Aeryn: It's nice to meet you Jamie...
She shakes his hand and pretends not to notice as he looks down at it in amazement when she lets it go.
Jamie: ...Can I have your autograph...please?!
Aeryn: Sure...do you have something for me to sign?
*Thinking for a moment he reaches into his pocket and pulls out a folded up plane ticket. Looking at it for a moment he thrusts it towards her expectantly. She smirks a little with amusement as she takes it from him, pulling a pen from her hand luggage she signs her moniker across it she hands it back to him*
Aeryn: There you go sweetie. Hope you have a good flight...
*Her hopes that, that would have been enough for him to leave are dashed as he continues to sit at her side. Clutching his ticket tightly in his hand.*
Jamie: ...Can I see your tag title?
Aeryn: Oh, no it's in with my luggage...
Jamie: Can I see the briefcase then...you've got that right?!
Aeryn: Sorry, that's in with my luggage to...
Jamie: *Getting a little more comfortable with his new found friend.* ... Is Soul Shadow here to!?...*He looks around almost expectantly for the other half of the tag team champions to arrive.*
Aeryn: *God I wish!* ... No, just me. I'm sure he would have loved to have met you though.
Jamie: Oh, ok...Can I ask you a question?
Aeryn: Go for it! *Having given up on getting rid of this boy quickly she turns to face him fully.*
Jamie: Why did Christian Carter attack you and Soul and Valentina on Reloaded?
*Aeryns face alters into a frown as hears Carters name, but does her best to hide it from Jamie as she answers his question.*
Aeryn: Because...*she thinks how best to phrase her answer politely*...because Christian Carter is a jealous man, who wants what he can't have and doesn't deserve. It's like...* She pauses for a moment.*... a kid being punished and having his toy taken away. Right, you know when your mum takes away your Playstation because you didn't do your homework. You behave yourself right, and do what it takes to get your Playstation back...*Jamie nods*...Well it's the same with Christian Carter rather than behave him self and work for his privileges like everyone else has to, he thinks he should just get what he wants given to him because he shouts loud enough and draws enough attention to himself. Attacking Valentina and myself was his attempt to do that. He's just a child making a lot of noise.
*At that point Jamie's mother raises her head from her bag and starts to look over at her son, wondering why he is sitting with this stranger rather than in his own seat where she had left him. Noticing this Aeryn raises a hand to great the woman and indicates to the boy that he should probably go back to her. He grabs her hand once more giving it a hearty shake as he turns and leaves. Once again she settles down in her own little corner, peaceful. The last thing she remembers is the thrust of the engines taking her skywards as she drifts off into a deep sleep.*
The Scene Opens:
*The room is practically bare that Aeryn Ashfield finds her self in, a hideaway backstage after her match at Reloade. Just a basic steel chair and a camera pointed towards it. There is no need for anything else, no fancy lighting, no crowds to distract her she has chosen this room for a reason, for the chance to reflect and provide answers to her opponent questions the previous week with out distraction.*
Aeryn: Valentina Madison...*She applauds towards the camera*...I feel I must offer my congratulations to you, you pulled one over on me, the wiley old veteran. Beatting me with my own move no less...to say that, that added extra didn't rub salt into the wound would be an understatement, but being the good sport that I am I feel I must first and foremost congratulate you on your victory.
Now down to business. It would seem that the powers that be in the MPW have decided that we work so nice, that they'd like to see us twice and once again we are being thrust together in the squared circle for a second week. For myself a second bit of the cherry, to do what I should have done at Reloaded and pin you.
But before our match this coming week I feel that I need to address your questions raised in our previous meeting. And Valentina you raised a lot of questions.
Yes, you were correct by saying that last week was my first singles match in the MPW since winning the Roll of the Dice briefcase. I am sorry if this is a worry to you, only I was a little busy becoming a tag team champion to concentrate on a singles career. There is only one of me I am afraid and well something had to give. But leaning on Soul Shadow?! ... I may have lost to you last week hunny but leaning on Soul Shadow...oh no, no, you couldn't be more wrong. And if I might add that is damn right disrespectful. I am not the Matt Hardy to his Jeff, I am not the HHH to his Shawn Michaels! How dare you! I may be part of a tag team but I am an individual, I am an athlete in my own right my singles career stretches back further then two months ago, further that 2 years ago. I am a ten year singles competitor with a decorated history. So for you to suggest that I have lost focus by relying on anyone is incorrect. I contribute just as much to Phoenix Rising as Soul does. If you need proof of that just go back and watch our match against Iconic Aggression. I am a part of the whole not some hanger on riding on Soul Shadows coat tails and feeding on the spoils!
*Aeryn steadies her tone.*
Now with that said let me tell you about these achievements of mine. I appreciate the fact that you would like to accomplish what I have in the MPW and I commend that ambition. But you should not be looking up to me to follow. I want you to look to surpass me because that is the only way to get anything that this company has to offer! When I came into this company I had nothing, no reputation, no allies much like yourself no one gave me a second glance the exceptions on me were so low. Just another woman looking to try her luck in the MPW. So what did I do. From day one I dug in and gave one hundred and ten percent to everything win or lose, I left everything I had in that ring. Slowly very slowly I got my chances and most importantly I TOOK my chances... you think I though I had a hope in hell of winning that Roll of the Dice match, lord no! But I went in there, picked my spots and with a lot of luck and a little help I claimed that prize. The same with Iconic Aggression, the best tag team in the MPW at the time we grabbed our spot and refused to let go. My point is I Valentina I do not rest on my laurels, I do not stop working and striving to become better and when I cash in that breifcase and win that World title, I wont stop then either I will keep going and working and growing to be the best that I can be, the best that I know I can be. And that is what I want to see from you Valentina, I want to see that abundance of talent come to the fore and not ask for a chance, not politely wait in line but take a chance when it is presented to you and never let go. In our tag match you let go of your chance, you let Christian Cater take it with out so much as a fight. If you had held on and pinned me you could have been tag team champion right now. I want three women main evening in this company, it makes us all better.
The expectations on me now are tremendous because of my achievements, not my own expectations of course but those of other people, fans, management, opponents they expect the best from me and when I don't deliver, as I didn't last week against you I start to get questioned. Is she losing her step? can she still hang in the singles? Etcetera.
I will say this once. Other peoples expectations mean nothing to me. I do not and will not let other people dictate to me what they think I should be or what I should do. That is for me and me alone to decide and act upon. So Valentina I am telling you this, I have decided that next week at Reloaded I will be correcting my previous mistake, you will not be beating me for a second time, and I promise you that this time This is REALLy Gonna Hurt... Add that to your list of expectations.
*As Aeryn goes to stand she pauses and looks back towards the camera.*
Aeryn: Oh I almost forgot.. Kurt Newman I couldn't help notice your promo this week. *She has an amused tone to her voice.* ...Bring your hot little partner down so she can see what a real man looks like?!... *she smiles.* ...While i am glad to hear that you like what you see Kurt, and to be honest why wouldn't you? A real man?... I have heard the talk in the locker room and to be blunt if your fucking lady luck, she must be really disappointed...From what i hear that horse your hung like, is far more sea than stallion...if you get my meaning ...*holds her little finger up.*... so I'll come down and take a look at what a real man looks like... my real man as he's kicking your arse. It's gonna be awesome!
*The scene fades as she raises from her seat, a smirk playing on her lips as she leaves the door. The door clicking shut behind her.*