Post by Daddy Marisol on Dec 18, 2022 17:07:11 GMT
As the skates hung across the back of the bench, Beckett took a second to shake her head as she watched the camera man walking slowly. Still she did like the fact that he took his time because ice, while just frozen water did hurt. Now she had considered giving him an exclusive all about IIW's Ice Crown Rumble but that was not her style and she had just a smidge better idea, at least in her head. The Ice Crown Rumble was a thought but all she was going to do was do what, if anything that she could do to help Maverick but she also knew that Maverick had his own ideas and who knew what that could mean, still she did want to take a moment to embrace in the winter as she only could because Beckett was a fighting person, er, fighting champion and she knew that this would be the only smidge of time she had left to enjoy the frozen season going into the new year.
As he huffed and puffed and got near her she slightly rolled her eyes as she spoke. "What's your name?" she said as she began to put on her skates. He informed her that his name was Daryl. "Well Daryl, you come with me from now on. I have decided that since I am now the Women's Champion, I need to breathe life and vigor into the women's division, but do not mistake that to mean that I will not be focusing on any other match that I am in. For instance this Ice Crown Rumble. When I am done, the crowds will sift and speak my name and experience an euphoria of love for me. Granted their might be some who hate me, but that is what I am here for. For instance Daryl when you refer to me, you will call me Daddy Marisol, let's practice."
She had not found the appropriate hat for this but it was fine as she got up and pointed a little northeast. "Follow me, I found a small frozen lake that I want to try these skates on," she said as she got up.
Daryl shook his head because he was not sure that this was the type of stuff that Mr. Carter had wanted filmed but on the other hand it was a job that he got paid for. He followed her and spoke. "So, about that Beckett can we..?"
She turned around and held her hand up to him and shook her head no. "Let's try it again Daryl, from the top."
"Really? Okay. So about that Daddy Marisol, you know that there are a lot of people coming into that Ice Crown Rumble and your number, well it's not in your favor. You come in at fourteen, which means even if you do well the fatigue on your body will be hell. Plus I mean you do associate with three other people who are in the rumble, anyone with half a brain can tell that you guys will probably work together for the most part."
She made it to the frozen lake and tapped on the ice with her skate. "Perfect," she said. "Also let them. The second coming hides absolutely nothing and if no one knows that by now then they deserve all of the pain that comes with learning. Pick any other person who is participating in the Ice Crown Rumble and tell me exactly why it is that Second Coming should give a damn about any of them? Not a single person's name on that list who is not Maverick Tatum matters."
Daryl seemed to take a minute and he began to film as Beckett began to skate along the frozen lake. "I mean it makes sense but it also seems to make the four of you a bit over cocky which could very well prevent all of you from winning. I mean winning is the point, otherwise why even be in it?"
It was in that moment that Beckett twirled a bit and then stopped. "You're a damn idiot. Winning is only for those who do not have what it takes to prove that they are the best without a strap around their waist. Take me for example, I am the same person I was before I won and after, only now I represent the company of I.I.W. with class and a much richer taste when it comes to the women's division unlike any other woman who held the title before me. Who was champion before me no longer matters because I am the winds of change when it comes to the women's division. As for the Ice Crown Rumble, the same logic applies, different situation but same outcome. For example would you happen to know who comes after me, because I do not because it does not matter."
"A guy named Max Stone comes in after you. I get that you don't have time to know everyone but knowing the few before you and the few after you seems like a decent idea."
Beckett sighed. "You are really killing my ice skating mood," she said as she started again. "Max Stone? Well that sucks for him since he's coming right after me. I'm better than him and anyone else so he can get in line with the rest of those losers and be eliminated."
"Okay Daddy Marisol I get that but what if he comes in and eliminates you? I mean it is a possibility. I know that I am just here to record but I am trying to remain very impartial and that means that he has an advantage because he will.."
Beckett stopped once again. "Because he what? Daryl you need to choose your next few words very carefully because if you do not I will put you through this ice and you will not only lose your job but very possibly everything else."
"..be fresher." Daryl said. God she was so much more difficult to work with than when he had been helping to tape her on the train. She must be drunk on Champion's Juice or something.
"Still does not matter. You know what Daryl the only thing that matters is that you capture me from all my good angles. I know exactly what needs to be done in the Ice Crown Rumble because that is my job as a participant where as your job is just to be able to consider yourself lucky that you get to be around and film someone as elegant as myself. I am like an ice nymph, all grace and elegant," she said as she began to skate on the ice. It felt good to be able to just spin and twirl as she went up for an axel and landed down, right as the ice underneath her broke and she went in. "AHH!" she screamed. "Cut the damn camera Daryl!"
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As he huffed and puffed and got near her she slightly rolled her eyes as she spoke. "What's your name?" she said as she began to put on her skates. He informed her that his name was Daryl. "Well Daryl, you come with me from now on. I have decided that since I am now the Women's Champion, I need to breathe life and vigor into the women's division, but do not mistake that to mean that I will not be focusing on any other match that I am in. For instance this Ice Crown Rumble. When I am done, the crowds will sift and speak my name and experience an euphoria of love for me. Granted their might be some who hate me, but that is what I am here for. For instance Daryl when you refer to me, you will call me Daddy Marisol, let's practice."
She had not found the appropriate hat for this but it was fine as she got up and pointed a little northeast. "Follow me, I found a small frozen lake that I want to try these skates on," she said as she got up.
Daryl shook his head because he was not sure that this was the type of stuff that Mr. Carter had wanted filmed but on the other hand it was a job that he got paid for. He followed her and spoke. "So, about that Beckett can we..?"
She turned around and held her hand up to him and shook her head no. "Let's try it again Daryl, from the top."
"Really? Okay. So about that Daddy Marisol, you know that there are a lot of people coming into that Ice Crown Rumble and your number, well it's not in your favor. You come in at fourteen, which means even if you do well the fatigue on your body will be hell. Plus I mean you do associate with three other people who are in the rumble, anyone with half a brain can tell that you guys will probably work together for the most part."
She made it to the frozen lake and tapped on the ice with her skate. "Perfect," she said. "Also let them. The second coming hides absolutely nothing and if no one knows that by now then they deserve all of the pain that comes with learning. Pick any other person who is participating in the Ice Crown Rumble and tell me exactly why it is that Second Coming should give a damn about any of them? Not a single person's name on that list who is not Maverick Tatum matters."
Daryl seemed to take a minute and he began to film as Beckett began to skate along the frozen lake. "I mean it makes sense but it also seems to make the four of you a bit over cocky which could very well prevent all of you from winning. I mean winning is the point, otherwise why even be in it?"
It was in that moment that Beckett twirled a bit and then stopped. "You're a damn idiot. Winning is only for those who do not have what it takes to prove that they are the best without a strap around their waist. Take me for example, I am the same person I was before I won and after, only now I represent the company of I.I.W. with class and a much richer taste when it comes to the women's division unlike any other woman who held the title before me. Who was champion before me no longer matters because I am the winds of change when it comes to the women's division. As for the Ice Crown Rumble, the same logic applies, different situation but same outcome. For example would you happen to know who comes after me, because I do not because it does not matter."
"A guy named Max Stone comes in after you. I get that you don't have time to know everyone but knowing the few before you and the few after you seems like a decent idea."
Beckett sighed. "You are really killing my ice skating mood," she said as she started again. "Max Stone? Well that sucks for him since he's coming right after me. I'm better than him and anyone else so he can get in line with the rest of those losers and be eliminated."
"Okay Daddy Marisol I get that but what if he comes in and eliminates you? I mean it is a possibility. I know that I am just here to record but I am trying to remain very impartial and that means that he has an advantage because he will.."
Beckett stopped once again. "Because he what? Daryl you need to choose your next few words very carefully because if you do not I will put you through this ice and you will not only lose your job but very possibly everything else."
"..be fresher." Daryl said. God she was so much more difficult to work with than when he had been helping to tape her on the train. She must be drunk on Champion's Juice or something.
"Still does not matter. You know what Daryl the only thing that matters is that you capture me from all my good angles. I know exactly what needs to be done in the Ice Crown Rumble because that is my job as a participant where as your job is just to be able to consider yourself lucky that you get to be around and film someone as elegant as myself. I am like an ice nymph, all grace and elegant," she said as she began to skate on the ice. It felt good to be able to just spin and twirl as she went up for an axel and landed down, right as the ice underneath her broke and she went in. "AHH!" she screamed. "Cut the damn camera Daryl!"
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