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Post by Jennifer Drew on Dec 12, 2007 22:51:29 GMT -5
Wrestling was afoot in Chicago, and it wasn’t long before that plucky young lady with the eye-bleeding hair caught wind of it.
Jennifer Drew hadn’t been in the ring for a little while and God knows she was ready to get back to business. A new company in the mix made things even more exciting, considering all the new and old faces she’d probably be running into by her estimation seconds after she set foot within a one mile radius of its headquarters. She went through every possibility in front of her with her captive audience, the driver on her cab ride from Chicago’s famous… Midway Airport, Jennifer had long since been anti-O’Hare. Days passed and she knew it was time to break up the monotony of her room service assisted living and shopping runs and actually go check out that business she had supposedly been dying to get back into.
She decided to throw on a coat and take a walk around the neighborhood around the GCW Tower just to get the ambiance before things got serious and people got worked up about those “wrestling match” things. She stops a moment on a street corner and looks around before grabbing a copy of the Tribune.
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Post by andy on Dec 13, 2007 12:41:51 GMT -5
Andrew Rose had left the tower to jog... why? He didn't know. Perhaps it was the cold of the city that did him in... He could have stayed within the comfort of the Tower and ran in the gym... but oh well. He's used to the warmer clients, now? Everything is different, so he figured he may as well live it. He weaved in and out of people, taxi cabs, even buses through the bustling downtown area, trying to keep moving at each corner he reached that prevented his further progress. All the while, checking his watch and every now and again clicking "Next" on his MP3 player to a song more desirable.
He had been running for about forty minutes when he was on his way back, stopped at the same corner as this woman with the blinding hair. This time, he stopped his movement, already planning his cool down phase... walking, back to the tower. Stopped at the light, he approaches her as she reads the newspaper, untying his long hair from behind him, as the wind in the city was actually light and he was done with the more rapid movement of jogging. Tossing his rubber band in his pocket, "That's quite an interesting hair style, ma'am!" he shouts over to her, walking towards her.
"Think that color would look good on me?" he asks, with a defining smile. The light turned to Walk, but he paid it no mind.
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Post by Jennifer Drew on Dec 13, 2007 21:52:00 GMT -5
She brushes her bright pink locks out of her face, tucks the paper under her arm, then looks the man up and down as if she was giving the issue some serious thought. Any further sizing up would have to wait, this was too important.
Oh yeah. I’m thinking you’d look great in a tracksuit in this color. Velour if possible. You want me to set up with a tailor? I know a couple with really horrible taste.
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Post by andy on Dec 14, 2007 2:01:01 GMT -5
He just laughs...
"I'll take a raincheck... Thanks for the offer though. My name's Andrew... and yours is...?"
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Post by Jennifer Drew on Dec 14, 2007 2:11:44 GMT -5
Call me Jennifer, or break it down in to something shorter if that’s your thing. So Andrew, I’m just going to throw this out there and feel free to laugh me right out of town if I’m wrong, but I’m looking you over and I see your out running in all…this so I’m betting you work in there.
She points up at the GCW tower.
Am I right?
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Post by andy on Dec 14, 2007 2:20:10 GMT -5
"Actually, yeah... I just signed my registration like, two days ago..."
He glances up at the tower, running his eyes up the full amount of suites...
"Pretty impressive in there... You have some interest in that tower yourself?"
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Post by Jennifer Drew on Dec 14, 2007 2:45:25 GMT -5
If I told you I was an eccentric real estate tycoon who before the ink could dry on the previous contract just bought up this entire area and plans to put in a bunch of majorly overpriced luxury apartments would you believe me?
I know I would, but I’m pretty biased like that. I mean sometimes I… uh, right, sorry I have a hard time staying focused across a couple thoughts. Some people think it’s cute. So, the tower I guess I kinda work there too. And I guess I’ll be living there when my stuff shows up, so I just wanted to take a look around. So, you say it’s pretty nice inside, huh? I know you said you signed two days ago but have you had a chance to get a good feel for things?
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Post by andy on Dec 14, 2007 2:48:55 GMT -5
"Yeah... wasn't bad at all. Haven't tried the food or anything yet... of course... but hey, I'm still getting used to this lifestyle anyways. It's actually kind of nice to not have everything handed over to you... I'm really glad that's over. Sounds kind of weird, but yeah."
The light turns to walk again, and he ignores it...
"So... Jennifer... I assume you're in the office? Management? Nah... I got it... you're a wrestler as well. Someone that brilliantly striking just has to be... am I right?"
His eyes didn't leave her bright mane...
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Post by Jennifer Drew on Dec 14, 2007 3:17:29 GMT -5
Yeah, that’s me all over. Been in the business a few years now, some people say I’m really good at it too. I thought I’d just show up here see if anyone disagrees. I’m looking forward to it since I get to meet a bunch of cool new people and… brutally assault them in what amounts to a blood sport… but it’ll be fun.
She nods, indicating she had convinced herself well enough.
So this is all new to you, and you don’t want stuff handed to you any more? I guess that’s cool. But why’d you pick this business of all things?
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Post by andy on Dec 14, 2007 10:23:08 GMT -5
"Boredom will make you do some crazy things. Why did my rich ass get into the MMA? I have no clue either. Just looked fun, and I went with it. Half the people that know who I am, or find out who I am think I'm crazy, but whatever. I guess I could fit into my stereotype with multiple rehab assignments and being "Devastated," by an over-nighter in jail for being a dumbass...
... But I like this alternative. Much better, hm? That way I look like an awkward idiot instead of a total idiot. Hopefully."
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Post by Jennifer Drew on Dec 16, 2007 1:09:42 GMT -5
Well, I guess it beats not looking like an idiot at all….
Wait…
She adds up the last bits of the conversation.
I think that came out wrong. I guess this is a pretty constructive variant on the old rich boy behaving badly situation. And getting into wrestling is new one on me at least. So, have you had any formal training or are they just going to throw you in the ring then point and laugh from behind the curtain? Not that anyone here would do something like that… and get caught.
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Post by andy on Dec 16, 2007 1:12:35 GMT -5
Andrew laughs, listening to the words coming from her mouth...
"You're good... I'm gonna have to keep you around. Yes, I've had formal training in both this and the Mixed Martial Arts... I even have a few fights under my belt but only one was televised. So, I'm an unknown if you don't read tabloids... which, I'm sure I'll be all over them once "they" see that I'm here, wrestling. I'm sure I'll be linked to some steroid scandals, things like that they like to fabricate, but meh. May as well have some fun, in my opinion. How much experience do you have?"
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Post by Jennifer Drew on Dec 16, 2007 1:27:04 GMT -5
Hmm, it’s going on five years now. Three shortening my life up and down the highways and byways of America and two actually getting real money for all this. So, if you ever need to talk to a weary veteran of the ring, I guess I’m one of them.
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Post by andy on Dec 16, 2007 1:47:29 GMT -5
"I'll definitely be keeping that in mind, ma'am... since I'm still sort of throwing myself to the wolves, even with training..."
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Post by Jennifer Drew on Dec 16, 2007 14:01:43 GMT -5
Her face contorts in a little humiliation as he finishes.
Fine, just don’t call me ma’am, it makes me sound all old and authoritative, and stuffy, and did I say old? You’re pretty new to all this so I’ll let you slide on that… this time. So, now that that’s out of the way, want tog go check out the tower? I know it’s weird to want to be all cooped up wasting a perfectly good winter day in Chicago but I think I’ll deal.
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