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Post by Nathan Michaels on Mar 11, 2009 14:12:09 GMT -5
*All the buildings seem to be the same, Nate thought to himself as he stood in front of the door of the GCW Owner Amanda Wallace. It probably wasn't the best idea to come she her after drinking with Bruiser and Lilith, but then again, when your drinking you don't think of these things, you just do them.*
*Knock Knock*
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Post by Amanda Wallace on Mar 11, 2009 14:24:16 GMT -5
"Yes Mike, I know... I'm keeping an eye on the card myself so I can determine what I can run as qualifiers for the Titans Ladder Match at Ascension as well..."
Her President of Talent Relations, Michael J. Kekorian. He can be a real pain in her ass sometimes... "Look, we did enough of the random pairings for matches with the GCW World Championship tournament. I'll be looking at the pure ratings grabbers, and makign those matches into qualifiers... simple as that.
Yes, that's right.
Well, call me back when you want to argue about something else..." She hung up the phone before leaning back in her chair, sighing loudly. Just then, the door knocks.
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Post by Nathan Michaels on Mar 11, 2009 14:30:49 GMT -5
*The door slowly opens, and standing in the doorway is the 6'6 Tank...Better known as Nathan Michaels. While Nate may of been drinking, he doesn't look it; his hair is combed, he has his glasses on, and looks like a business man, with the exception of the red hair.*
Miss Wallace I presume?
*After letting himself in, Nathan takes a seat across the desk from her, sitting in one of the comfy seats she had in her office. Looks like she had been doing well for herself.*
Surprised to see me?
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Post by Amanda Wallace on Mar 11, 2009 14:40:46 GMT -5
"A little bit, Mr. Michaels..."
She remembered him from Candice's old federation, and was surprised when he wasn't on the list of those that ended up coming over before the company's resuscitation.
"The last I had heard, you had gone back to the Mounties. What do we owe the nature of this visit for?" |
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Post by Nathan Michaels on Mar 11, 2009 14:47:04 GMT -5
Well, I'm actually here looking for a job. But before you go jumping to conclusions, no I'm not here to wrestle; I don't do that anymore. One knee injury to many.
*Yes, two injury's and two surgery's to the same knee within 10 months really took its toll on 'Red' *
I'm actually wondering if you need anymore Security, or even another member of the arena crew. The Mountie's just haven't been the same since I came back; besides, I do love to travel.
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Post by Amanda Wallace on Mar 11, 2009 15:47:14 GMT -5
"Well, you'll be disappointed to know that the show itself doesn't travel this year anymore...
We have the economy to thank for that. No matter how well we were doing last year, shows just stopped selling out, even globally. We had all the internet support in the world, but people just couldn't afford to go. So, I have an arena that I built outside the city a few miles away. I was going to use it as an expo center for side projects, and start building up my real estate portfolio... but it's come in rather handy as a sports venue now. I think a Monster Truck show just got done and cleaned up and out of there... leaving us to get ready to get set up for Sunday. But, I do travel myself a bit.
Business requires it, and with this knee... I could really use some extra assistance. I haven't been the same since I was hit by that drunk..." |
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Post by Nathan Michaels on Mar 11, 2009 16:00:49 GMT -5
I'm sorry to hear that  I wasn't aware that you were hit by a drunk driver...Those people just don't realise how dangerous car is when you get behind the wheel drunk...I arrested hundreds of people for that offense...
*Yes it was starting to sound like a MADD (mothers against drunk driving) comerical, but it was true, drinking & driving just doesn't mix*
Well if you need help with anything Ms. Wallace, I can help out, as long as it doesn't involve me getting in the ring.
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Post by Amanda Wallace on Mar 11, 2009 17:24:46 GMT -5
"Oh, I'm sure that I can pencil you in. But, don't count on avoiding ring time, as I do need a new head of security. You wouldn't be in nightly... it's mostly to go out there and pull apart fights that are breaking down and people that are trying to invade the ring. On travel times, of course I'm sure that I could take you with me, as I do know you know how to conduct yourself in a business manner. How you're handling yourself in here now with beer on your breath is a testament to that...
The only question is, is this something that you're looking for?" |
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Post by Nathan Michaels on Mar 12, 2009 10:23:13 GMT -5
*There is a small pauses as Nathan thought over everything that was offered. As long as he wasn't wrestling getting into the ring shouldn't be much of a problem, after all its something that he used to do outside the ring as well.*
Well you have a deal Ms. Wallace. As for the traveling part...you forget I'm Canadian so drinking for me is like drinking water.
*It went much better then Nathan had thought, luckily for him she needed a new head of security, which means he didn't have to get involved in all the drama that occurs, just split them up and keep them from killing one another if things get to far out of control*
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Post by Amanda Wallace on Mar 12, 2009 11:17:34 GMT -5
"Excellent. I will have Jessica set you up with a suite and go over all of the details of your pay and benefits. I assume you have your visa to work in the states with, correct?" |
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Post by Nathan Michaels on Mar 12, 2009 14:51:19 GMT -5
*Standing up, Nathan looks around the room one last time before getting ready to leave, he then looks down at his new employer and smiles*
Of course, I'm no rookie at this 
*With that the new head of security turns and begins making his way to the exit, has he opens the door he pauses*
Oh and if you need anything just ask.
*After leaving and talking to Jessica on the way out he reaches into his jacket pocket and pulls out a cell phone, he quickly enters a number then puts it up to his ear after turning the corner. He looks around making sure nobody can here, in this business its almost impossible to keep things private.*What.This is Big Red; I'm in. Operation: Code White is a go.
*Click*
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Lilith
GCW Debutante
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Post by Lilith on Mar 12, 2009 15:54:04 GMT -5
"Iggy, let it go."
"Miss... I just believe it may be a better opportunity for sustainable means. I truly wish you would reconsider."
This back and forth continues on as Lilith and her faithful assistant make their way around inside of the Tower. She'd been getting called repeatedly by a company wishing to hire her in a sense. Iggy believed it would be a wise and easy way of life.
Lilith just didn't like the idea of taking an easy way of life at this point.
They round a corner on a floor, and without realizing it. Lilith and Iggy had managed to stumble upon the office... of the evil one. There is a pause, Iggy; having been around Lilith for a number of years... sadly knows the thought process running through her mind. Before he can even mutter an argument against it, Lilith tries to make her way into the secretary's office.
"Ohhhhh Wallace...- Umpf!"
"Miss!"
Lilith's search to mind fuck with her old friend Wallace turns up dead real quick. She'd ended up running into the large chest of a, recently familiar face. It was Nathan. Lilith dusts herself off for a second, trying to regain composure after having been ready to dismantle a human being psyche. She was still dressed in the clothes she had on last night, there was no real need to change them for a quick visit to the Tower. Besides, she had already found out that in this outfit with this body..
Nathan was kind of, putty.
"My apologies Mister Michaels-"
"Iggy.. You can go back to the car for now. I need to ask Big red here something."
"... Ah. Very well."
A slight bow of his head, the tall statuesque form of Iggy Lezzard slowly begins it's descent down the hall, to the elevator. Lilith turns her attention back to Nathan before flipping her hair back once, folding her arms across her chest softly.
"What are you doing here Nathan?" |
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Post by Nathan Michaels on Mar 12, 2009 16:05:34 GMT -5
*Click*
*Nathan had just finished hanging up the phone when Lilth bumped into his chest. "I don't think she knows" he thought to himself before looking her over once again. "Ah crap" he thought...it would seem once again he was gunna starring at her. But this time he had drinks in his system.*
Oh nothing really, I just got myself a new job as the Head of Security of GCW.
*Thats right, I got power once again*
You look great today Lilith...
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Lilith
GCW Debutante
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Post by Lilith on Mar 12, 2009 16:21:52 GMT -5
"Head of..."
Ah ha... that's why he wanted to talk with Wallace. Lilith smirks a bit before moving a couple strands of hair away from her face. So Wallace made him head of security... interesting. Guess that's some kind of cheap way to try and protect the stars better, after all... back in the day, the normal security never was good at stopping Lilith.
"... Interesting. So I'm sure that will be a fun job...
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Say, there's something I would like to ask you about... here."
Lilith reaches into her back pocket, pulling out a card. Her cell phone number printed on it. She hands it to Nathan before looking a little past him, Wallace's door was already shut. Shame. If it wasn't for the dire unbridled hatred Lilith had for Wallace, she could be a pretty good pet. Gorgeous skin tone, nice body. Such a shame. But then again that's how it usually goes doesn't it? Lilith turns her attention to Nathan again before flipping her hair back and turning away from him. Slowly taking a couple steps ahead.
"When you have free time between busting skulls of wannabe rookies, trying to ride on coat tails. Give me a call. I need some... advice is the word I suppose."
Lilith turns her head once, blowing him another haughty little kiss. Cause she's a evil kind of woman. Her back turned again, she walks down the hall. At her leisure, at his torture. Stride by stride till she hits the elevator. Disappearing behind it's metal doors. |
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I wasn't aware that you were hit by a drunk driver...Those people just don't realise how dangerous car is when you get behind the wheel drunk...I arrested hundreds of people for that offense...
