Championship or Ladder? (Jyndal, Williams)

[Amanda Wallace]

Well, Mayhem came and went. Overall, a great show, and even more surprising was Jon Pryor's and Jin Remmy's loss. Especially against a newly formed set of Tag Team Champions. She's put in t he page for both Shayne Williams and Jack Jyndal. Shayne can have access to the Ladder Match at Ascension if he wishes... Jack can have that, or a World Title shot, if he wishes. That was the deal of the match, and that is the purpose of this meeting. To get things signed, and to settle the issue of what to do with their Tag Team Championships should they both choose other obligations for Ascension.

["Sugar" Shayne Williams]

It had been quite the week for Shayne, probably one of the best during his short, nineteen year old life, he seemed to had landed himself in quite the predicament. A week ago, he wasn't a champion, and now...he subsequently was. On the balls of his feet as he headed up the elevator, he was feeling anxious over what Amanda Wallace called the meeting for. Rocking back and forth, doing his best to enjoy the elevator music, he began to ponder. Was he trouble? Hope not. Rubbing his chin, which was clean shaven, probably the only day of the week he was. He liked having a fresh stubble by showtime, and this day,being Monday, was the only time he got experience the joys of having a clean face before that faithful Friday.

Maybe it was just a token of congratulations? "That sounds too simple," he ponders out loud to himself, looking up at the numbers on top the elevator, keeping track of the floor number, "A congratulations is best done either the night of the event, or...well, if you win the big one. I have neither of those." Suddenly the elevator stops, it wasn't the top floor yet, so...that only meant someone was walking in. Just who was this someone?

None other then the hot receptionist on the first floor. Someone who looked to be around his age, and a master of that telephone. This glaring red-head, with a modest bosom, with a hint of freckles, and sweet, sweet music screaming from her iPod headphones, was the first GCW employee Shayne had laid his eyes upon when he signed his contract. And it was safe to say that he instantly fell in love with her. Only problem? He didn't know her name. >_<!!

You see, during their first meeting, Shayne was so entranced by her radiant beauty that he never thought of glaring at her name tag, seemingly the origins of all ice breaks, and he missed it. He just knew the look of her face, that face, with her perfect features, and hazel eyes were unforgettable! Tonight, tonight he was going to get her name. Yes, yes.

Trying to look pre-occupied with someone else, he inched towards her a bit as she leaned against the elevator wall. She was a risk taker, leaning against a glass wall? That certainly took some courage, another thing Shayne admired. As he inched closer, and closer, he began to hear the lyrics to the song she was listening too. He couldn't quite make out the song, but it definitely wasn't any of the metal crap that seemed to be lingering over anything nowadays. Another plus in Shayne's mind.

Now a reasonable length away from her, he peaks a bit, trying to see if she had her name tag on. All name tags were on the right, just above the breast, right? "Come on...please be wearing it..." he says out loud to himself, doing his best to get a clean view without looking overtly creepy. However, by this time, Shayne completely ignored the fact that the girl's song was fading, and heard that last line.

"FUCKING PERV!" She screams, stomping on his foot, and elbowing him in the stomach as the elevator stopped. "Just who do you think you are?!"

Clutching his stomach, he looked up at the angered woman, and got a glance at her name tag. YES!! VICTORY!! "Rebeccaaaa~"

"Smooth." She rolls her eyes and steps out of the elevator, flabbergasted. Rebecca surely didn't see the magic of "Sugar" Shayne Williams.

"She has an elbow only fit for a goddess~"Oh yes, this person...this person was the future Mrs. Williams.

Throughout this chaos, he failed to notice that a particular someone was now inside the elevator with him, who was this person? Well, let's just say he had a World title in his sights.

[jj]

Thats right, it was Jack Jyndal, the man who had put down the current champ for a three count just days prior to this confrontation... As Jack stepped into the elevator he could see that his new tag team partner bent over in pain... Jyndal put two and two together after realizing that this was caused by the woman who had passed by him while entering.

Are you serious Shayne?

Jack removed his sunglasses as he looked down at the co champion....

I mean this may be the most...well it IS the most important meeting in your career, and you're trying to score with some random backstage rep?.... you have a lot to learn kid..... a LOT to learn...

Jack chuckles a little as he presses the button for the floor with Amanda Wallace's office. then checks his watch, and waits patiently until the dings from the bell in the elevator stops...

Well this is our floor, you good to go?

Jyndal adjusts his Leather Jacket as he waits for the door to open on the elevator...

["Sugar" Shayne Williams]

"It wasn't just some random backstage rep." Shayne mutters to himself, as he too, adjusts his attire, to help and try and hide the fact that he was just elbowed in the stomach by the love of his young adult life. "I'm good." And with that, Shayne walks out of the elevator.

[Amanda Wallace]

The receptionist outside of Amanda's office looked up from her laptop screen, seeing one of the two people that she was instructed to let in once they had arrived. She could only assume the other was with him. "Good afternoon... Miss Wallace is expecting you, so you guys can go right in..."

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As Jack exited from the elevator he heard and saw Amanda's receptionist tell both men to go right in to Amanda's office. As Jack and Shayne come within feet of the doorway, Jack grabs Shayne on the shoulder to turn him around...

Here, Let me go in ahead...

With that, Jack walks past Shayne and into the office with Williams behind him. As Jyndal enters he sees Amanda going through papers at her desk, and two seats infront of the desk... Jack takes the one on the left and leans back....

Well...We're here...

[Amanda Wallace]

"This is good..." She said, setting aside some of her paper work. She looked up to see Shayne lingering not too far behind. He seemed to be favoring his midsection some. "Take a seat when you get here, champ..." she called out to him, before turning her attention to Jack.

"I'm sure that you're aware why you're here, so I'll get straight to the point. For beating Jon Pryor and Jin Remmy, you yourself have an opportunity to enter the World Championship match at Ascension, or to take part in the ladder match that's designed to earn the winner a shot at the GCW World Championship at Global Supremacy. Especially since it was you yourself that pinned the champion.

Shayne, he has a choice of whether or not he will be entering the ladder match itself. But, since at least one of you will be booked in the major attractions for the night, I'm going to need you to defend your tag team championships at LockUP! to keep you from being double booked. It gives you more time to focus on the matches, which is good for you."

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A smirk appeared on Jyndal's face as soon as Amanda mentioned him pinning that rat known as Jon Pryor. As Amanda continued Jyndal nodded until she finished, he then leaned forward a little...

Now I know what I'm doing, and I think YOU know what I'm doing... the simple fact of whether I wanna fight for another opportunity at ANOTHER opportunity of somwhere down the line maybe winning the world title... or I can go to Accension, in one week and face a world champion I have a pinfall over... hmmmmmm.... hard decision eh?...

Jyndal's smirk groes as his sarcasm is bluntly shown....

Let's just say Pryor and Remmy better make sure thier ready, because Jack Jyndal is a whole new factor in thier match at Accension....book it... oh and don't worry about the belts, I'll... I mean We will take care of our match.

[Amanda Wallace]

"Sounds good. And for you, Mr. Williams?"

["Sugar" Shayne Williams]

As the room went to silence, Shayne realized that the attention was suddenly upon him. For the last few moments, he was day dreaming about his future with Rebecca, and how they would have three children, two boys and a girl; Charles, Tommy, and Angelica, and be happily married for the rest of their lives...up until Shayne would tragically die in a professional wrestling match in his 70's. By then, he would have probably held this GCW/GCWA Quebecskatoon Intereuropeancontinental Title at least a thousand times, thereby making him the most well known wrestler during that era. Oh yes. Rebecca, the kids, and wrestling. Dying in a wrestling ring, thanks to freak accident. That's exactly what he wanted..."Rebeccaaaa~"

Snapping back into reality, Shayne sits up in his seat, and readjusts himself so that his little act of un-professionalism was hopefully meant unnoticed. Clearing his throat, "*Cough*cough* I'm not a major fan of wrestling ladder matches, to be completely honest. The thought of falling from that desired height...just really heightens the possibility of a serious injury. I'm at least supposed to be seventy before I kick that metaphoric buck--" he stops himself, and clears his throat again. A sudden realization came over him. If he won this ladder match, if he came out the victor, then...then maybe Rebecca would notice him! Maybe even full out propose! ...now that's just silly talk, of course Shayne would propose, but just thought of being noticed by Rebecca, the future Mrs. Williams. "I couldn't give a damn about Jyndal's World Heavweight Title, but you can go ahead and put me in that ladder match."

[Amanda Wallace]

"Alright. I like the sound of this. That leaves me with just one more participant to find after LockUP!. So, Good Luck to the two of you at Ascension... and as for LockUP!? Let's see a good title defense, shall we? I've heard of these... VWE ingrates that neglect to realize who puts a roof over their heads wanting to try to win those at the very least... so, if you happen to run into them? Smear their faces into my logo, please." She said, with a look of intent. "Go fight VWE" wasn't the direct order, of course. She couldn't force that. But she longed to see the roster take it into their own hands before she had to start laying down executive order.