Post by Merry Christmas on Apr 5, 2017 15:42:29 GMT -5
TRIXIE'S LIVING ROOM - LAS VEGAS, NEVADA - APRIL 1ST, 2017
West Coast Genesis airs on the flat screen television in the grand open living room with a cabinet to the right of the television, the wall space between them features framed pictures of a watercolour path with two benches. Warm red colours for the street lights before the cabinet itself holds Trixie's Indy Championship. The Blonde opens the door, taking out the title and rests it on her shoulder and looks at it contently.
TRIXIE:
"I hold here a title I won at EWC Stranglemania…"
"I hold here a title I won at EWC Stranglemania…"
Trixie now traces her hand down her Indy Championship that rests on her right shoulder, wearing nothing more than a dark red tank top and some denim shorts.
TRIXIE:
"This title, funny enough actually was won on the very same night Jack Tillman lost his championship, how is that relevant? Because in Redemption Wrestling, Jack Tillman has one more championship that isn't his. It's mine."
"This title, funny enough actually was won on the very same night Jack Tillman lost his championship, how is that relevant? Because in Redemption Wrestling, Jack Tillman has one more championship that isn't his. It's mine."
Trixie now puts her EWC Indy Championship on display on a sleek sheet covered shelf in the cabinet, placing it where the Genesis Championship was and the Trixie Championship is as well, absent.
TRIXIE:
"But Glory this coming Sunday is actually about something else. The reason I bring up Jack is because, like him, he bullies Devlin. And this match is coming up in front of me isn't for this title, but I will be fighting in it like a Champion would nonetheless. Because Johnny Maverick is, like Jack, beatable.
This is a man who has left Devlin beaten in a pool of his own blood..."
"But Glory this coming Sunday is actually about something else. The reason I bring up Jack is because, like him, he bullies Devlin. And this match is coming up in front of me isn't for this title, but I will be fighting in it like a Champion would nonetheless. Because Johnny Maverick is, like Jack, beatable.
This is a man who has left Devlin beaten in a pool of his own blood..."
Trixie cringes as she gets a little flash of images mentally
TRIXIE:
"It hasn't sat right with me, it will never sit right with me."
"It hasn't sat right with me, it will never sit right with me."
Trixie takes a small step forward to the camera
TRIXIE:
"And before you question why Devlin would book me in this match, Maverick. I'll refer you to the company name as to why; Redemption. Literally the tagline of this match, it's about Redemption for what you did at Ultimate Resolve. Bullies deserve their just desserts and you've walked too long without yours. Glory will be mine, standing over you with something different than gold won, Redemption for Devie."
"And before you question why Devlin would book me in this match, Maverick. I'll refer you to the company name as to why; Redemption. Literally the tagline of this match, it's about Redemption for what you did at Ultimate Resolve. Bullies deserve their just desserts and you've walked too long without yours. Glory will be mine, standing over you with something different than gold won, Redemption for Devie."
HONEY'S HOME - OUTSIDE GARDEN - LAS VEGAS, NEVADA - APRIL 3RD, 2017
Outside in a very well kept garden, sitting on a black reclining garden chair with a pair of saffron shorts on as well as a light blue polo shirt and open toed sandals, sipping on a glass of lemonade that rests on a small fold up table as he faces at their small guest house while reading the latest issue of Wrap-Up. Franklin Smith, unaware Trixie opens the side fence and shuts it quietly, walking towards him, slowly and even slower.
TRIXIE:
"Guess who."
"Guess who."
Trixie says wrapping her hands around the eyes of someone, her hair curled though she wears a tight fitting yellow dress she usually wore as is, however, on this occasion she wore it with a belt, a leather belt with some sandals.
Male Voice:
"The EWC Indy Champion."
"The EWC Indy Champion."
Trixie smiles and lets go of his face slightly.
TRIXIE:
"I have a name, but that's the right answer."
"I have a name, but that's the right answer."
Trixie says having the masculine hands reach up to slip her hands off his face to reveal it to be none other than Honey's dad (one of two); Franklin, her uncle.
Franklin Smith:
"What brings you by?"
"What brings you by?"
Trixie stands back in her dress with a light spring breeze in the air, Franklin stands up and politely escorts his niece to the slide door.
INT HONEY'S HOME - KITCHEN
Inside Franklin's pristine kitchen he fetches a packet of pretzels out of the cupboard as he groans slightly having to bend to get them and pours Trixie, not even having to ask, a glass of orange juice.
TRIXIE:
"I was in the neighbourhood, Devlin is a little busy working over the next episode of Hype so I came to see if Honey wanted a girls day out."
"I was in the neighbourhood, Devlin is a little busy working over the next episode of Hype so I came to see if Honey wanted a girls day out."
Franklin goes as far to put two ice cubes in her glass and hands it to her as he says.
Franklin Smith:
"Well, my dearest and lovely niece. Honey is actually out at the moment."
"Well, my dearest and lovely niece. Honey is actually out at the moment."
TRIXIE:
"Oh?"
"Oh?"
Trixie takes a sip, still interested as she meets his eyes and wonders where Honey has gotten to.
Franklin Smith:
"Yes, her and Alechs went to check the guest house out and then they're doing some training with Lilly and get this, she insisted I don't go with her."
"Yes, her and Alechs went to check the guest house out and then they're doing some training with Lilly and get this, she insisted I don't go with her."
Franklin hangs his head in worry as he drinks his lemonade, not sipping it, taking a large gulp to quench his worries. Trixie sets down her glass and then quickly puts it on an oak brown weaven coaster.
TRIXIE:
"She's a big girl, out with her boyfriend now."
"She's a big girl, out with her boyfriend now."
Trixie watches as Franklin himself gets the same coaster from the pile on the kitchen counter for his own drink, and holds onto the sides of the edge of the counter.
Franklin Smith:
"It's more this Lilly Parker girl, now her grandmother ASSURED me she's on the up and up, but you know how people are, they get desensitized to things and this Lilly Parker has a small history of thievery, I just don't want Honey out there crowbar jacking cars with some hoodlum."
"It's more this Lilly Parker girl, now her grandmother ASSURED me she's on the up and up, but you know how people are, they get desensitized to things and this Lilly Parker has a small history of thievery, I just don't want Honey out there crowbar jacking cars with some hoodlum."
Trixie chuckles and then covers her mouth with her wrist, stepping up to her uncle to try and calm him down as he begins to dip his hands into the packet of pretzels and scarfs the bite size snacks into his mouth, worry eating.
TRIXIE:
"I hardly think Honey will be doing Grand Theft Auto, anyway, I was hoping I could talk you."
"I hardly think Honey will be doing Grand Theft Auto, anyway, I was hoping I could talk you."
Franklin keeps going, eating himself another few.
Franklin Smith:
"It will take my mind off Honey, and please take these fattening things away from me."
"It will take my mind off Honey, and please take these fattening things away from me."
Franklin holds the packet out and Trixie takes it from him to set it next to her orange juice.
TRIXIE:
"So."
"So."
Trixie says as Franklin needs the lemonade to help his now dry mouth and to wash down the food.
TRIXIE:
"I wanted to ask you about Honey's birthday."
"I wanted to ask you about Honey's birthday."
Franklin's eyebrows go up as the scene ends there.
