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| Girl Talk; [Kennedy and Jaime Lee] | |
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| Tweet Topic Started: Jan 2 2008, 12:27 AM (49 Views) | |
| Lita Maivia | Jan 2 2008, 12:27 AM Post #1 |
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We open on the image of the Hellcat Division Championship plate. As we pan out, we find out that the title is hanging over Jaime Lee’s shoulder, the champion holding it proudly in both hands while simply watching it. Did I mention she’s only wearing a baby blue bra on her upper body? Don’t worry though, because she has black skirt on her lower half. So it’s just her shirt that she’s missing. As the camera pans out further, we see that Kennedy is also present in the locker room. Similarly to Jaime, Kennedy is also wearing just a bra on her upper half with a pair of black jeans on her lower half. Unlike Jaime, however, Kennedy is in the process of slipping on a button-up vest-style pin-stripped shirt. And now she’s buttoning that up. All the while, the Premier Hellcat is grinning at the Hellcat Champion. That’s an interesting mix of names. How is Kennedy is the Premier Hellcat when Jaime has the title? Kennedy: Hey. Look, I know you’re glad to finally have your championship back. But, are you ever gonna put it down? Jaime finally tears her eyes away from the title to look towards Kennedy. Jaime: I put it down to get my bra on, didn’t I? Kennedy: Barely. Kennedy laughs at Jaime’s excitement over regaining her championship and begins digging around in her locker for some miscellaneous items to finish off her look. Jaime: Besides, with the card for next week, I’m not sure I’m going to have it much longer. The sudden mood shift quickly snaps up Kennedy’s attention, becoming even more worrisome when Jaime does finally put the title down on the bench. She grabs her white baby tee out of the locker and pulls it over her head. Kennedy: Hey. Don’t let this Amazon girl sweat you. You’ve gone toe to toe with a former Dual Crown Champion. So what if she happens to be big enough that she could probably eat Xtreme Kitten… where was I going with this? Jaime’s scared eyes stare straight into Kennedy. Jaime: Hopefully somewhere good. Kennedy: Look, Jaime, you can’t worry about what MIGHT happen. There’s no prophecy or law saying that this woman has to win. Do I need to point out every time she’s taken you down was AFTER the fact you had already wrestled matches? Jaime’s fear seems to subside just slightly when Kennedy points that out, giving her a little hope that there may be… er, hope against this Amazon. Kennedy: Besides, that’s a whole week away. You need to worry about how great you did tonight. Not only did you come within an eyelash of becoming the Grand Prix champion… but you got that back. Kennedy points towards the title sitting on the bench next to Jaime. Kennedy: And hey, come Friday it’s a new year. You should focus on carrying your momentum into 2008. With another successful title defense. Granted, I don’t think this Amazon is going to lay down like Drake Love did. But who knows? Maybe she’s got the hots for you too? The implication alone that the Amazon wants Jaime’s body for more than brutalization gets a giggle from the Hellcat Champion. Jaime: I don’t know what’s going on with Drake. All I know is that I’ve got my title back. I really couldn’t care less why he let me have it back. Or why he took it in the first place. Jaime snatches up said title, giving it another proud look-over before stashing it in her duffle bag. Zipping the top, she heaves it off the bench and over her shoulder before slamming her empty locker shut. Jaime: Oh, and by the way… congratulations. Kennedy, who has since returned her attention to clearing out of her locker, glances towards Jaime with a slight look of confusion over her face. Kennedy: Congratulations? For beating Liam? Jaime: No. I noticed… that. Jaime reaches out and taps Kennedy’s hand. Kennedy glances down at… her hand. Nothing in it or even on it. What the heck is Jaime talking about? Jaime: When you got here this morning. I noticed. Ohhh. That’s the expression on Kennedy’s face now. It’s a mixture of remembering and kicking herself for it. What could she have done this morning with her hand that Jaime noticed and would cause Kennedy to kick herself. Stop thinking dirty things! Jaime: I don’t think Prime noticed though. I’m not sure if that’s good or bad. Just, I don’t think he noticed. And with that, Jaime turns and makes her way towards the door. She stops with her hand on the door handle and glances back at Kennedy. Jaime: You might want to mention it to him, though. Without her around. Jaime pulls the door open and makes her exit, leaving Kennedy behind with all of that weighing on her mind. She takes a deep breath, signifying how heavy the situation (whatever it may be) is weighing on her. |
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