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Post by Cameron Kincaid on Jan 27, 2008 1:29:53 GMT -5
Damn...Not a single word. Nothing. No four letter words, no her screaming no at the top of her lungs, not a single freakin' word..."..."Instantly the smile on Cam's face only seconds ago begins to fade away into nothingness as he glances toward his special guests watching on, all with confused looks on their faces hearing his question as well as the reaction, or lack thereof from Lorelai. The crowd noise had subsided to a silent hush almost instantly as well, not speaking a word, most just standing there in confusion and struggling to process the situation obviously.
Turning his attention back to her again, still holding onto her hand he clears his throat before going on again..."Sooooooo...Is that a no?..."
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"...I mean the zoo thing was just a suggestion really um...So how's about it? I mean if I put together all of this just for one date with you that's gotta count for something. So...I finally break you down yet? "
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Post by thebostonstar on Jan 27, 2008 1:36:00 GMT -5
"Cameron," Boston begin, keeping her mouth away from the mic, so they wouldn't hear this little personal matter, "Cameron...I think we need to talk." The crowd was beginning to grow rather restless, they wanted to hear what Boston was saying, but couldn't do so unless they kept totally silent. "Cameron...you just...you just don't do this...you don't invite my parents, and my best friend to something like this...you..." She turned her back away from Cameron, but she couldn't allow herself to leave the ring. The crowd instantly went "oooh," when this occurred. Why couldn't she just run away? Why couldn't she just leave the ring, and never have to see this man again?
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Post by Candice Angel on Jan 27, 2008 1:49:53 GMT -5
$-Once again all she could do was try not to look at the scene unfolding in front of them. This was...Strange to say the least. Awkward in a nutshell. The hushing silence and the staring eyes only made it worse. And Buck smiling from ear to ear while holding a...Camcorder in his hands?!!? :oWhere'd THAT come from and...Oh screw it. ???Probably some FamDVD campaign knowing him. Idiot. She only stood motionless, her arms crossed across herself as she gazed down towards the canvas waiting for this all to end before things got even worse.-$
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Post by Cameron Kincaid on Jan 27, 2008 1:58:34 GMT -5
A blank look on his face hearing her words off microphone, thank god...That wouldn't have been too good to have to have to watch again on tape later on. He watched as she turned her back to him, obviously not too thrilled over the little scene he had arranged for all of this. Slowly standing back to an upright position of stance, the look on his face shown just how disappointed he himself had became at this point. Seems this little plan had backfired to say the least. He knew better than to listen to 'Nando ANY fuckin' way!
Lowering the microphone he began his steps towards her, a look of concern on his face as he found his way to a position where he could at least try to make eye contact with her. The look suggested that she was HIGHLY pissed at this point. He could only let out a long drawn out sigh as he glanced around the arena and back at Miss Angel and Buck who was...Filming it all? What the fuck? Shit...Looking back to her once again, his face had taken on the demeanor of regret by this point speaking back to her off camera himself, not wanting to do any more damage than he had already done tonight...
"Look Lor...I ahh...I didn't intend to have this go this way...I was thinking..."
His words trail off seeing the very disappointed look on her face. His attention momentarily turned back to the crowd again, seeing the seething demeanor on Lor's father's face. Dude was majorly pissed off. *Gulp* Her mother wasn't too much better at this point, neither were the looks on the faces of his own parents. Jacob and 'Nando seemed to be enjoying the show though. Homo bastards. Addison seemed to be the only special guest whose feelings were mirroring his own at this point. Seeing that he had indeed miscalculated tonight, he decided the best thing would be to do was just end it all here and now, raising the microphone to his lips again...
"Ahh...Well...That didn't go as planned so..."
Once again turning to glance into her eyes, he was at a loss of words. That damn 'Nando and his suggestions. Letting out a long sigh he replied his final words for the night...
"I dunno... I dunno...Show's over folks..."
Seconds later the sounds of his music hitting the arena again could plainly be heard, as the microphone fell to the canvas below as he mouthed the words to her "I'm sorry Lor" before turning and making his way towards the opposite side of the ring towards the ring steps, and before long he had already begun his trek back up the entrance ramp, shaking his head in disbelief over all of this and how things had went down. He was sure that little mission of his was surely over by this point. Not to mention the embarrassment of how it all went down as well. Had to be hard for her to have to deal with it too. Probably more so than even himself. Guess that was that and he'd have to move on from it best he could. Would be strange as hell to see her all the time now though...Both being on the MayheM roster that is...Fuck...
Cameron Kincaid has left the building...
Strike 3...He's out folks...
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Post by thebostonstar on Jan 27, 2008 2:12:50 GMT -5
Taking a backwards glance at her parents, she rolled her way out of the ring. Her mindset was totally off now. She wasn't sure if her match later that evening was going to be as successful as she was hoping it would be. She couldn't think of anything, she couldn't think of a way to fix this. This all started at a cafe, where they both seemingly knew the same person. Boston then took a glance at Addison, and for some reason she seemed to be...fuming? A look of confusion on her face, she shook it off, maybe she was angry at Cameron for what he pulled...she didn't know.
As she took her walk of shame back to the backstage area, she hoped she could at least catch up to Cameron in the back. This needed to be a private matter, not something the entire world saw on their television sets. She could feel the hateful stares of the people around the arena. The least she could have done was accept the proposal, even it was for a silly date. A date is a date, it doesn't lead to marriage, it doesn't lead to children. It's just...date. She began to shake her head in disbelief on what happened here tonight. Maybe she shouldn't have been such a witch for the last two weeks. Perhaps she shouldn't have been stubborn. Perhaps...oh forget about it. Everything seemed to be said and done now. Turning around to face the crowd, she was met with a wave of neglect. She was hated, and she wasn't even in character.
Putting her head down, she now lead her way backstage, hoping Cameron was near by. They needed to talk.
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Post by Candice Angel on Jan 27, 2008 2:24:42 GMT -5
$-Shaking her head she reached towards Buck, ripping the camera from his hands as she turned and began her departure as well, a look of disgust in her face seeing that this asshole was willing to film such a moment for the purpose of gag DVD's. Familia bastard.-$
$-As the music still blared from the PA, she and Buck both made their way up the entrance ramp themselves, Candice still thinking heavily on what had transpired here tonight. True enough Cameron's heart was in the right place, it's just that his brain must have been somewhere where there was extremely bad reception or...Something to that effect. Shaking her own head in disbelief over it all, before long they had found their way to the curtain, and officially made their exit.-$
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Post by Cameron Kincaid on Jan 27, 2008 2:33:53 GMT -5
Leaving the ring, and making his way backstage to his and Jacob's locker room, he was already removing the tie from around his neck as he stepped through the door. A loud grunt followed by a sigh left his lips as he immediately began gathering his belongings from around the room. Seconds later his travel bags were gathered up in no time, even dropping articles of clothing here and there as he proceeded towards the door. He knew Jacob and 'Nando would be wondering where the fuck he was and would most definitely be calling to rub in what had went down out there tonight. Which he was in no mood for right now.
Stopping as he arrived at the door preparing to leave the arena as quickly as he could, he realized his phone was still on the opposite side of the room and already ringing off the hook it seemed.
"...Not now damnit, just not now...Fuck..."
Rolling his eyes he turned and quickly made his way across the room to retrieve the device. Picking it up into his grasp he glanced at the display screen seeing the name flashing across in bright neon letters as he mumbled underneath his breath...
"Lil' Mama...*Sigh* Damnit..."
Stuffing the phone in his pocket without answering the incoming call he immediately restarted his exit from the room and ultimately the arena.
Moments later he found himself exiting the locker room, not even bothering to close the door behind him as he began a quick paced walk down the hallways of the arena, the wheels of the travel bag the only thing heard in the corridor. A look of disgust almost remained on his face as his pace quickened, along with his feelings of anger and disappointment. Some fuckin' night eh?...
"God I need a fuggin' drink..."
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Post by thebostonstar on Jan 27, 2008 3:02:27 GMT -5
Boston was rushing her way through the backstage area, looking for Cameron. He wasn't anywhere, even the obvious places she thought the male superstars would be. She peaked inside in the men's locker-room, but didn't see any signs of him being anywhere. Feeling defeated, she retreated back to the woman's locker-room, the least she could do was get prepared for her coming match up. She wasn't feeling her drive anymore, she didn't want to wrestle that night anymore. She didn't...Boston's cell phone began to vibrate in her backpack. Expecting it to be her parents, she pulls it out, thinking of a valid excuse for such a rash display of 'affection.' To her surprise, the caller ID read "Addy." Well, this was a first for the last month, it was about time she called.
"Hey Addy, how's life?" She asks rather coolly, trying to not sound concerned over what just happened.
"That's not important Lor, what the hell was that little incident all about?" Addison sounded concerned, and just a tad disgusted.
Addison didn't work for the company, as far as she knew, this could merely be a storyline. Putting on a fake smile, not knowing why, this was telephone conversation, she replied, "It was nothing Addy, just a storyline, that's all. I wasn't expecting you here tonight, I thought you were in New York?"
"The Administration put me on break a week ago for...some minor complications." Addison replied, she didn't want to reveal to Boston that she lied about her mental issues just a month ago. In fact, she was trying to ignore any contact with her since then, but after tonight, she felt she needed to pull that 'best friend' card. Besides, everything finally looked to be coming up. She hadn't heard any voices for the last seven days. "Nothing to worry about. I've been in Spokane for the last few days, that was until he called, inviting me over for some event."
Boston tried to shrug this off, ignoring that Addison's problem might be mental, she focused on herself, trying to convince Addy that this was all some part of an epic storyline, "You can say his name silly, no bad blood between Cam and me." Boston then waited for an answer, but was met with a hanging-up signal. "Darn, I guess the call was dropped..."
She then continued to get ready for her upcoming match up, rather or not she was mentally there had yet to be proven.
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