Arrival
Posted: Mon Jul 31, 2017 10:40 pm
The camera faded in on the garage area of the Golden 1 Center in Sacramento, California. The camera was inside the garage, and faced the entrance from the outside. Pulling into the garage from around the corner was a hot pink Chrysler limousine. It came up to the main entrance area, driving past the cameraman. The ostentatious vehicle came to a stop, and the driver got around, walking to the passenger side and opening the rear door. Out stepped Natalya, hair neatly tied back, and in a black business suit. The EBWF Women's Championship was over her shoulder. Michael Cole shuffled up to her in a hurry, mic in hand.
Michael Cole: Ladies and Gentlemen, the Women's Champion has arrived here in Sacramento as she defends her EBWF Women's Championship against Velvet Sky. Natalya, I was wondering if I might...
Natalya: Yes, thank you. Please grab my bag out of the back seat and take it to my locker room.
Michael Cole: Nattie. I'm, uh... don't you--
She snapped her fingers impatiently.
Natalya: You want a quote or what?
Michael thought about this for a moment, and sighed in defeat. He reached into the car and grabbed Nattie's duffle bag, hurrying up to walk along side her.
Michael Cole: Tonight you have to defend your Women's Championship against Velvet Sky, another veteran of the women's division. I just wanted to get your thoughts on the match, since you have often had positive things to say about Velvet Sky.
Natalya: Excuse me, just because I've had nothing bad to say about Velvet Sky doesn't mean I have nice things to say about her either. She's one of the few women in this company that didn't get caught in the revolving door of our women's division. That doesn't mean we go get drinks together.
Cole shifted the duffle bag on his shoulder, wincing a little.
Michael Cole: What's... in this thing?
Natalya: A gentleman never asks what a lady has in her bag.
Michael Cole: I've never heard that rule before.
They arrived at her locker room, which had already been set up with her placard on it. She opened the door and snatched her bag from Cole's shoulder.
Natalya: We're here. Goodbye.
Michael Cole: But I have a few more questions!
Natalya: Here's all you need to know. If Velvet Sky things this is the time for her to get the upset and jump start her career again, she's got another thing coming. I've got plenty in store for least talented of the Beautiful People, don't you worry.
Michael Cole: Are you going to--
The door slammed in his face, leaving only the picture of her name ensconced on the front of the door. Michael looked at the door for a long moment before turning and shrugging at the camera. The scene faded to black.
Michael Cole: Ladies and Gentlemen, the Women's Champion has arrived here in Sacramento as she defends her EBWF Women's Championship against Velvet Sky. Natalya, I was wondering if I might...
Natalya: Yes, thank you. Please grab my bag out of the back seat and take it to my locker room.
Michael Cole: Nattie. I'm, uh... don't you--
She snapped her fingers impatiently.
Natalya: You want a quote or what?
Michael thought about this for a moment, and sighed in defeat. He reached into the car and grabbed Nattie's duffle bag, hurrying up to walk along side her.
Michael Cole: Tonight you have to defend your Women's Championship against Velvet Sky, another veteran of the women's division. I just wanted to get your thoughts on the match, since you have often had positive things to say about Velvet Sky.
Natalya: Excuse me, just because I've had nothing bad to say about Velvet Sky doesn't mean I have nice things to say about her either. She's one of the few women in this company that didn't get caught in the revolving door of our women's division. That doesn't mean we go get drinks together.
Cole shifted the duffle bag on his shoulder, wincing a little.
Michael Cole: What's... in this thing?
Natalya: A gentleman never asks what a lady has in her bag.
Michael Cole: I've never heard that rule before.
They arrived at her locker room, which had already been set up with her placard on it. She opened the door and snatched her bag from Cole's shoulder.
Natalya: We're here. Goodbye.
Michael Cole: But I have a few more questions!
Natalya: Here's all you need to know. If Velvet Sky things this is the time for her to get the upset and jump start her career again, she's got another thing coming. I've got plenty in store for least talented of the Beautiful People, don't you worry.
Michael Cole: Are you going to--
The door slammed in his face, leaving only the picture of her name ensconced on the front of the door. Michael looked at the door for a long moment before turning and shrugging at the camera. The scene faded to black.