Shadows No More?

[dayna]

Her heels clicked methodically as her figure journeyed across the marble floors to wards Candice's office. Her hair was straightened hanging just past her shoulders and dancing delightfully upon them. Her face held a stern yet cool look. Eyes of magnificent brown scanned and surveyed all who deemed themselves brave enough to meet her gaze. The steps continued to wards her door. She passed the secretary who stood up in protest but was hushed by the single slender finger that Dayna rose to silence her. Her goal was the door. She wasn't going to let someone stop her. Pulling on the belt of her khaki colored raincoat she pursed her lips together making an barely audible kiss sound. Dayna was a woman of power. A woman who would do what needed to be done. She didn't mind if she had to get her hands dirty to do it. Sometimes it was needed. It was half the fun. Something her, estranged husband never seemed to do. But then maybe thats what set them apart. While she demanded results, he waited until results came to him. Both worked. Hers was just more entertaining.

The same slender hand that had been used to silence the woman moments ago reached out for the door knob. Taking it into her grasp she turned it, and allowed her frame to enter. Uninvited and unannounced. The trademark devious smirk engulfed her face as she laid eyes upon the subject of desire for the moment.

Candice, darling. How have you been?

[Candice Angel]

“Well lets see Ms. Mariano…”

“My counterpart here within Global Championship Wrestling, Amanda, has been under the weather as of late it seems. Placing more and more paper work on yours truly. And though it’s not a problem to handle what needs to be handled, my time in Toronto taught me that once it begins piling it never ceases…”

“I have several occupants of the roster whom I’m not very pleased with as of late. Tardiness, lack of focus as well as the defacing of a few of our championships here just doesn’t sit well with Candice Angel. Among other things I won’t go into detail on at this moment in time.”

"I'd still even to this day, rather subject Miss Kimberly Masters to numerous torture devices, ala Saw 1 through 4 instead of work alongside of her here in GCW. The woman is just agitating to no end."

“Oh, and the juiciest one Ms. Mariano. An unsolved murder here in the GCW Towers under a month ago, being investigated by the Chicago Police Department, resulting in quite the amount of cooperation, translation harassment, required from yours truly to supposedly solve this great mystery. So, in closing, I’ve been better…”

$-A brief pause as she motioned her hand towards the chair across from her before continuing…-$

“Nevertheless, I’d like to offer my condolences on your loss of course. Please, have a seat. What can I do for you this evening dear?”

[dayna]

We all get what's coming to us in the end I suppose. Should he have cared about my mother a little more, I'm sure everything would have turned out differently. But that is neither here nor there. For now my dear Candice, I am with out work it would seem.

She took the seat across from her, lowering her frame carefully into the chair that would hold this sacred vessel for the duration of the conversation. Her eye skillfully darting between key items within the room.

Since said federation closed down in Ohio, I find myself in need of a place to do that which I love. This would be were our long lasting friendship, would come into play. I don't exactly know how you all work around here. But word travels fast. Claire is in town, and my estranged husband. Could things get any juicer?

[Candice Angel]

"Well, least you're correct on one of those fronts Dayna..."

$-Candice didn't expect Ms. Mariano to show up looking for "work" this evening. Nor any other. She had thought the woman was off somewhere hating herself for making such a huge mistake in choosing a "better half" some months ago. And it also seemed she wasn't aware that her estranged husband was no longer here in Chicago. Some marriage she thought, yet chose to not address that, just yet anyway.-$

"Yes. Miss Arlett. I'm actually scheduled to meet with her later in the week to discuss employment. Should be an interesting meeting I must say. You two must really have a lot of history if you're this anxious to get to her. Signing both of you to the GCW roster should do wonders for our buyrates. Not to mention the Male Age 17-45 Demographic."

"That being? How could I have you here in my office and not try to get you under contract Dayna? I'd be a fool to let this opportunity slip through my fingers wouldn't you agree?"

[dayna]

Entirely.

Well, Ms. Angel was being unusually complimentary. Not that Dayna was complaining, but she wasn't expect such a warm welcome. Then again Dayna was ratings. And every good CEO loved ratings. Regardless this was unexpected. Then again, her life in general had been unexpected as of recently. No mention of Cross though. Perhaps he had skipped town once again. Returned "home." Just made things easier. That was a headache she had much rather avoided.

[Candice Angel]

$-That was easy enough. At this rate Candi could be out the door and headed towards a shopping spree within the next 20 minutes or so. Gotta love speedy business matters. -$

$-Seconds later, without hesitation, a standard contract for the remainder of the GCW season was placed in front of her on the desk, a smile coming over Candice's face as she retrieved a pen for the young woman to sign the official document...-$

"All we need is a signature Ms. Mariano. If the terms of said document are up to satisfactory standards for you of course. "

[dayna]

I assume everything is as always?

She more or less didn't wait for reply. But signed her name and paused for a moment...Did she still have to sign Dayna Mariano-Genovese? Technically it was her legal name still...Oh how lovely. A sigh escaped her lips.

X.Dayna Mariano-Genovese


Painful...non the less.

Pushing the contract to wards Candice a smile delicately danced its way onto the voluptuous features of her face.

[Candice Angel]

"Of course."

$-A split second passed only as Candice took the contract up into her grasp, quickly scanning over the document, yet pausing for a slight moment seeing the hyphenated name. Ugh...Poor woman. No one deserved such a fate as this. Not even her...Well maybe her but oh well. -$

$-A bright smile crossing her face, she places the contract atop of the pile of documents nearest her right arm, standing to her feet as she extends her hand to the newest of their Debutantes it seemed, knowing that this was easily one of the wisest accusations GCW had made thus far...-$

"Once again, welcome aboard Ms...Mariano? I'm sure you'll find ways to entertain us in and out of the ring just as you did back in n Toronto. Would there be anything else I could help you with or are we finished here?"

[dayna]

Please, Just Mariano. And Mariano alone. Marriage is such a drag onto my personal life.

She flashed a smile. Before taking Candice's hand and shaking with her. Such times these were. Where women controlled all that was important. The age of man it would seem was coming closer and closer to an end. Such a shame for them.

[Candice Angel]

"I can only imagine sweetie, I can only imagine. But a piece of advice? Cut your losses while you still can. I mean, we all make mistakes. No need to torture yourself now is there?"

$-Another bright smile from Miss Angel to Miss Mariano ensued, showing that she was completely serious on the matter she had just spoke on. Hopefully she'd take her advice and free herself from the manwhore of the century.-$

"But until we meet again Dayna. Looks as if you have a new Queendom to conquer. I'll be watching."