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Pictures of a champion...
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Topic Started: Nov 25 2013, 03:15 AM (120 Views)
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Jynx LeVeux
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Nov 25 2013, 03:15 AM
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She had chosen her outfit for the photo shoot and was completely and totally nervous about it, never having done one before and certainly not with a belt on her shoulder. She promised she would meet Eric there and she was on time as the taxi dropped her off as she assumed she would most likely be leaving with Eric. Her suede heels clicked on the pavement as she walked into the studio in a beautiful black dress accented with gold, with a sheer part over the gold strapless bits of the short dress. A rolling suitcase being pulled behind her and the title resting over her shoulder. her long black hair was actually down for a change, framing her face, which she left bare so the makeup peiple could do it for the shoot. She stepped into the area where everything was set up and stopped, her head craning a bit as she looked for Eric, obviously looking nervous as she did so.* He wasn't hard to miss, chatting with a couple of the cameramen and the graphic designer who would be working on the spread that day. Black pinstripe suit, hair pulled back and World Heavyweight Title over his shoulder...the Dragon looked impeccable. But when he and the others laid eyes on Jynx, all conversation stopped and three jaws went slack. Eric? He smirked because that's what he does. He gestured her over and took her hand, clasping it for a moment. After giving her a once over, he lifts her arm up and twirls her around once with a low whistle of satisfaction. Eric Donavan: "That's a new level of gorgeous. I think you put the guys here in a trance..." She moved over toward him when she saw him, pulling the case over and setting it to rest once he took her hand and pulled her over to him, her free hand holding the title steady on her shoulder as she was slowly spun in front of Eric and the men standing near him. The compliment made her blush rather noticeably as she chewed sweetly on her lower lip. Jynx LeVeux: "Well thank ya kindly sugah, though you be lookin' mighty fine yaself today for this. The suit is quite complimentary on ya." Nervously smoothing the dress on her frame as she had bought a new wardrobe, kind of, for when she went out with Eric as he kind of brought out the girl side of me a bit more than she normally showed and this was proof of that. The cameramen and tech were still staring...that is, until Eric sharply snapped his fingers. Eric Donavan: "Hey...get set up. Time is money." The three hurry off without a backward glance as Eric turns back to Jynx. He notes the blush and the look of uncertainty in her eyes and puts on a more serious expression himself. Eric Donavan: "You look nervous. What's on your mind?" She had to chuckle at the men staring, though it made her a tad fidgety, not used to the attention really, not in this fashion. She then looked to him and took in a slow, deep breath and exhaled slowly. Those ice blues looking to him. Jynx LeVeux: "I have never done anything like this before... The photos and the like. Just nervous about being seen by so many in this way I guess. no other company has ever promoted me this heavily before." Eric Donavan: "Eventually it's going to get through your head, Lyra. You're a champion now. You've proven yourself enough to be given opportunities not only in the ring, but outside of it as well. That they want your picture in magazines and on posters for the shows...that means something. It means that you've arrived while also meaning that you have to work even harder to maintain the success you've achieved. If they didn't believe you could do such...if I didn't believe you could do it..." Eric cups her chin and lets his fingertips rest on her pale cheek. Eric Donavan: "...you wouldn't be in this building right now." She looked to him as he spoke and nodded, knowing full well he was right, especially since he was not new to any of this, this was rather old hat really to him in its own way, but he always did it with poise. Then, she smiled as he said that last part, happy to truly have his support behind her in this, something she knew she needed the strength of right now. Jynx LeVeux: "Thank you for that and you're right. I will do my damndest to work and keep this title 'round my waist, makin' sure everyone knows this wasn't jus' a fluke on me gettin' it. They will see me bein' a champion is a good thing. i am gonna make sure I keep on with this 'round my waist." Eric Donavan: "Good. Because after all the talking that Miss Gautier has done over the last few days, I don't think having her face smashed into a chair did the trick. You listen to me, Lyra..." Any semblance of good humor and contentment leaves Eric's face as he stares down at her. Eric Donavan: "...that title is YOURS, no matter what she barks at you over Twitter or anywhere else. You walked that aisle, you spiked her into the steel and you walked out champion. Those are the ONLY details that matter. Clear?" Jynx LeVeux: "Oh I have noticed her runnin' her mouth about it and she needs ta realize she wasn;t on point and I was, simple as dat. I warned her to not loose focus and she didn't heed my warning. Ya damn right 'dis be my title and I plan in it stayin' dat way as long as possible since I know dis be a damn hard one ta keep." Looking up to him with stern confidence in her eyes now, showing she was damn serious about busting her ass to do all she could to retain the title she currently was clutching to keep from sliding. Eric Donavan: "Good. And if that little prick Alex Evans sticks his nose into your business again, you make sure he regrets it. That's the kind of thing you have to be ready for with this title. It comes with the territory. You make them serve as a lesson to whoever comes after that you're not to be trifled with." Jynx LeVeux: "Damn right, anyone comes after dis here title will know why I got it in da first place. Anyone come after it, they gonna have to pry it outta my dead ass hands." Not quite that literal, but he would definitely get her point with it. Jynx LeVeux: "'Sides, been needed some new bones for the collection and new chew toys for Oni." Winking to him playfully. Eric Donavan: "That's the spirit." The smirk is back and he takes the lady's arm while she gathers her suitcase before following him into the studio. There's a brief fade to black before we come to see Jynx post-shoot. She's still in her ring gear sans hat and skull, the title gleaming around her slender waist. Jynx LeVeux: "You know Jez, I find you mouthing off on Twitter and the like quite funny actually, seeing as how your life be quite the mess right now. I truly did warn ya not to lose focus when it came to me because I was bringin' it to dat match and i did what io said I was gonna do... and now, i am gonna keep doin' just dat by keepin' this belt round my waist where it belongs. Besides, it's the one thing that I wear that I wouldn't care if it made my ass look big..." Chuckling as she smiled into the camera and adjusted her stand so she was a bit more comfortable. She undid the belt and held it a moment, looking to it before slinging it over her shoulder. Jynx LeVeux: "That goes for anyone trying ta stick their nose in where it don't belong... and I mean anyone... But for now, Jez be my focus and that where it gonna be centered so heed my warnin; this time lil girl... yah need ta get your shit straight before you get in that ring wit me again and make sure ya brain ain't all muddled with the other crap goin on... You got shit to do and handle in that ring with me... not thinkin' bout all dat other stuff.. nah, you deal with that on ya own time because ya let your mind slip again and I’m-a plant you like a tree on fucking Arbor day..." She grins slightly but those eyes are hardly smiling. Jynx LeVeux: "Maybe you wanna go an' complain about Alex Evans stickin' his nose in where it don't belong. If ya do, you're forgettin' 'bout the rules of this here title...a title ya got the gall to still be talkin' 'bout like it's yours. Maybe ya need to take a closer look here..." Runs her fingertips along the title, over where her name is etched into the plate. Jynx LeVeux: "My name, my belt. And till ya prove you can beat me for this here strap, it's gonna stay mine. Tough talk an' insults won't do nothin' t'change that. And 'fore he gets 'is boxers in a bunch, lemme say a few words to the joy-boy who instigated 'imself into our match last time." Now we get the stern, cold expression again. Jynx LeVeux: "Ya come rollin' into my title match again, boy, an' I'm apt to send ya home cryin' to momma as half the man you were. Think I can't put yer face through a chair like I did to little Jezzie? Think I can't smash ya up like I done did to that masked freak Sombra Roja...y'know, the same guy that whipped you six ways t'Sunday in your first match? Then ya ain't got idea one who you're screwin' with, boy. My dog's gnawed on rawhide bigger'n you an' if your havin' no effect on my winnin' or losin' last time is any indicator...you steppin' is jus' wastin' more time." We come back to the shoot and she is still in the aforementioned dress and heels as they had just finished doing her make up so it looked proper on camera and touching up her hair. She was doing her best to pose in the dress in the ways she wanted without flashing anyone obviously and keeping it rather classy and elegant truth be told. She was never one to do the bikini thing really, she preferred being covered, and leaving something to the imagination but still showing off that she could be sexy when the occasion called for it. Eric stayed off to the side watching in silence while the pictures were snapped. Most of the goings-on were recorded via video before they paused the set and the head cameraman looked to Jynx. Photographer: "We can get a few more shots in before we take a few of you in your ring gear. Do you have any suggestions?" Jynx LeVeux: "How about a few of us together?" Making the suggestion as he was dressed to impress himself, for, she thought, his own set of photo's, but why not get a few of them together to help things along for them in the long run or for more immediate use if that's what they agreed on when this was all over? The camera man looks at Eric, who shrugs with a hint of a smile as he walks over into the shoot area. He steps in behind Jynx, his title over his shoulder the same as hers, and puts his other hand upon her hip. She leans easily into his broad chest as the pictures start snapping anew. He whispers quietly to her. Eric Donavan: "How did I know you'd ask for this?" She smiled as he accepted her offer of doing so and stepped to the side slightly so they would both fit into the shooting area as she leaned into him when he put his hand upon her hips. She chuckled, covering her mouth with her hand a bit before looking up to him. Jynx LeVeux: "Oh ya did now, didja? What makes ya think I was gonna ask, hmm?" He just chuckled quietly as several more shots were taken before she had to step away to change. Eric leaned on a table off to the side, sipping from a cup of tea from the nearby dispenser as he waited for her return. She wasn’t gone for long as she came out in her ring gear now and had the dress neatly put in the garment bag and the shoes in a box to keep them safe and they were carefully stored in the suitcase she had brought with her. She had the top hat on and the coat draped over her arm for now as she approached the shooting area once more and they started to touch up her makeup and everything before going back to her now posing with her new attire. At this, we cut back to the more present shot of the No Limits Champion, sitting on the railing of a hotel balcony in Montreal as she looks out over the city. Jynx LeVeux: "Now, maybe, I can shut ya up with your yammerin' about how I stole 'your' title and that you be gettin' 'your' title back. Lady, ya had ya chance ta keep it and ya proved ya ain't got the mind ta do so right now. Maybe if ya can get that shitstorm of a personal life ya got straight, maybe ya can actually concentrate on ya damn job in da ring. Cause let's face it, ya need ta do something ta change cause whatcha doin' now ain't workin." Jynx would cross her arms over her chest with a soft sigh as she pushed up off the railing and turned to fully look over the city, her arms moving so her hands could grip the railing and she leaned forward. Jynx LeVeux: "Ya know, I wouldn't wanna be anywhere near ya right now, not by the way you be talking about throwing ya so called boyfriend and friends under the bus. The way you have no issues just tellin' them you gonna do it too, it's a wonder you got any support left. But the fact that ya do...well ya best be gettin' all of it ya can get, maybe even a few of them to carry you out that ring when I am done...because I'm-a make damn sure you don't call this yours again. The strap here be MINE now and ain't nothin' you can do anymore ta change that. So come our match, I'm-a make sure I drive the point home on more than just a chair this time since that didn't seem ta do it the first time. It's time to make ya scream...maybe that'll drive the point through ya thick ass skull this time. Maybe I'll be makin' ya tap so you remember good and well for a long time who beat ya ass not once, but twice..." The thought of it certainly appeals to the new champion and she might have left it at that...until the look of remembrance crosses her face. Jynx LeVeux: "Oh, an' one more lil' thing." A sudden breeze brings her dark hair in front of her face but she makes no move to push it away. Jynx LeVeux: "Ya better spend a lot less time worryin' 'bout what the fella you termed 'my man' be sayin' on Twitter an' wherever else. He's outta your leauge in more ways den one. Wouldn't be no chance in hell o' you lastin' even two minutes wit' him, 'specially when ya can't even whip lil' ol' me. There ain't gon' BE no title in yer future if you can't even focus on the person yer tryin' t'take it from, darlin'. An' if ya keep disrespectin' me like ya been doin'? I'm-a make ya wish you WERE in the ring wit' him. How's dat, ya might be askin'? 'Cause at least the Dragon would make it quick. I'll make ya scream an' suffer while I bend ya into shapes ain't no lovin' God never intended a person t'be. Ya shouldn't expect no less either considerin' the spoiled bitch yer actin' like right now. This how you're gonna take losin'? 'Cause it's gonna happen more'n more till ya get yer damn head on straight. But don' worry, sugah. I'm-a do you a solid." Tucking that hair back, for the few moments the wind will allow the gesture to last, Jynx stares hard at the camera. Jynx LeVeux: "I'm gonna pound the demon outta you till ya see sense. Ya won't be leavin' with this here belt...but at least you'll have enough sense to know why ya didn't...three seconds too late." She walks out of the shot, bringing the promo to a close.
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