Post by Aurora Graves on Feb 4, 2018 14:31:06 GMT -5
Hotel Artemide
Rome, Italy
Sunday, February 04, 2018
Aurora stood beside a bassinette, cradling her infant daughter in her arms as she bent down to lay her purple-clad little girl down for a nap. She watched with a smile as the baby arched her back, her little feet drawn up to her body.
Aurora: Sleep well, my little Dreamer. Tonight’s a big night for Mommy and Daddy, and while you may not remember much of what will happen tonight, you can rest your head knowing that Mommy and Daddy will do whatever we have to do to make you proud....
She stepped away from the bassinette quietly, making sure to not wake up her daughter, then looked up to smile at the camera.
Aurora: And right now, Mommy has some business to take care of....
Yeah, I know... people are going to give me hell for bringing her along for the tour of European tour. I mean, it’s not like she’s going to remember anything about it, right? But at the very least, she’ll be able to say she was there to watch her parents kick some butt...
She giggled in spite of herself for deliberately censoring her speech in front of her daughter, even if Ysera was asleep.
Aurora: Yeah, you heard that right! It’s funny how something so tiny can turn your whole life on its ear, isn’t it?
She shook her head as she walked into the bedroom of her suite, sitting down on the foot of the bed.
Aurora: But this isn’t about my daughter, Adrien. This is about our match at Dissension. Okay, so maybe there’s a little bit at stake where my daughter is concerned. You see, my father never wanted me to be a wrestler. But I did it anyway. But that’s where Damon and I will learn from my father’s mistake. We want our daughter to grow up with the idea that she can do anything she sets her mind to. And if that leads her down either the path of professional wrestling, body modification, or something else entirely, I want her to grow up knowing she has her parents’ full support.
She nodded her head and smiled, glancing through the open door to the next room.
Aurora: The last time you and I faced off against each other, you got the better of me. That made us even. But you know me; I know that I can beat you because I’ve done it before. So I guess you could say that I’m coming into this match with something to prove... I’m looking to show not just you, but the rest of the world that my first win against you wasn’t just a fluke, and that I can do it again.
I could stand here and tell you how it’s nothing personal and all that garbage, but it’s nothing you haven’t heard before, especially where I’m concerned. We’ve been opponents, and we’ve even been tag team partners, so there’s not a lot that I can say to you that hasn’t already been said. I just think it’s kind of funny that you’ve been around for not just one, but TWO of the events that have brought about the biggest changes of my life – first, that tag team match the night before I got married, and now this match, just six weeks after the birth of my daughter.
Well, at least you’re not sitting there, wondering just where I stand on the whole stable thing. After all, you and my husband are in different groups, so I could make the assumption that you and Damon are at odds as far as that goes. Does my husband hold any ill will toward you? I wouldn’t go that far. But at the same time, I wouldn’t expect him to invite you over to our house to shoot the shit over shots of bourbon and a game or two of poker.
Hey, my daughter’s not in the room, so there!
She smirked.
Aurora: Besides, not that Damon’s much of a drinker, but you get the point.
Still, speaking of my husband, I can’t help but get a chuckle that on the same night that my husband gets his long overdue shot at singles gold, I get a chance to tip the balance back in my favor. Maybe after tonight, when I get my hand raised and my music plays over the sound system, perhaps I’ll get that much closer to landing a shot at the NGW Championship. How great would it be to see me standing side by side with my husband, with BOTH of us holding championship gold? Yeah, I may be getting a little ahead of myself here, but there’s nothing wrong with visualizing your goals, right Adrien?
So yeah, I’ve got some lofty aspirations, but I’ll be damned if I’m not going to bust my ass to get there, even if there aren’t many people that think I can. You know me; I don’t put much stock into other people’s opinions. Right now, the opinions that matter the most to me are that of my husband and that sweet baby girl that’s sleeping in the next room. Those two - along with the ones that I consider family – they know who they are....
She winked into the camera.
Aurora: They are my whole world right now, and I will do everything I can to make sure I’m deserving of the honor of having them in my life.
As far as tonight’s match goes, the respect will always be there; you know that. Barring, of course, you doing something so damned dastardly that you make Kayla Richards look like a saint – and when that happens, I’m gonna have to ask someone to go check the temperature down in Hell....
Aurora’s phone vibrated against the nightstand, prompting Aurora to stretch out across the bed to reach it.
Aurora: Dad... he must’ve known I was talking about him earlier....
She shrugged, then answered the phone.
Aurora: Hello, Daddy....
She paused as she listened to her father on the other end of the line.
Aurora: Sorry, Daddy... I won’t be going anywhere near the Vatican for this trip. There was just far too much that I wanted to see while I’m out here, and not a lot of time for me to do it. As it is, once Ysera’s done with her nap, Damon and I have to head down to the arena. Look... I need to go. I need to grab a shower while Yssie’s still asleep.
Another pause.
Aurora: Yeah... I’ll talk to you later, Daddy. Bye.
She hung up the phone, tossing it onto the bed. She slumped her shoulders and smirked.
Aurora: Hmph... parents. I hope I never get that annoying with my daughter. Anyway, I’ll see you in the ring, Adrien....
She pushed up from the bed and walked into the bathroom as the scene faded out.
