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Post by † Robin R. Moretti † on Apr 11, 2008 19:33:02 GMT -4
Leaving the clearly naive and far too young CEO's office, Ms. Jade to be exact, Robin decided to give her wonderful brother a phone call. Oh did she have a few bones to pick with him. The phone pressed to her ear, she found her way to the elevator at the end of the hallway, pressing the button to continue on with exploring the APW Tower as much as possible before things got underway. There had to be other people and talent around here she thought. Holding the phone to her ear, her opposite hand ended up on her hip, as if waiting impatiently for an answer from the other end.
Which, never came actually. Frustrated she nearly slammed the phone shut, knowing that he must have been in an important call to not take hers. Then again, who could be more important than his sister?
Shrugging off the thought, she looked around the hallway a bit, waiting for the elevator to arrive, looking down at the watch on her wrist, she finally could hear the *Ding* go off, signaling that the transport had indeed arrived. Letting out a sigh she tossed the small purse over her shoulder, holding the phone in the other hand as she awaited the door to the elevator to open...
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Post by Sean Freedom on Apr 11, 2008 19:56:41 GMT -4
With the elevator door coming to a stop at the main lobby, the doors opened as Sean Freedom was awaiting there in a black suit and white shirt, with black shades covering his eyes. It was indeed almost the time to go and get his contract signed here in APW. With the doors opening, it appeared a stunning woman, to say the least was on her way out. Standing in front of the elevator doors, he threw out a smile. Being he wasn’t standing too far away from her, he spoke.
“Hi there. Names Sean Freedom. Who might you be?” |
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Post by † Robin R. Moretti † on Apr 11, 2008 20:04:06 GMT -4
Hm. It seemed there was in fact other lifeforms around this place. She had begun to wonder for a minute there not seeing anyone during her walk to the elevator. Stepping inside, she smiled to him, offering her hand as she introduced herself to the stranger.
"Robin. Robin R. Moretti. Nice to meet you Mr. Freedom. Name sounds familiar too. Been in the business long have you?"
Taking her place in the center of the elevator beside Mr. Freedom, she eyed the control pad with the numbers of each floor, which was closer to Mr. Freedom. Hopefully he'd be a gentlemen and at least ask where she was headed? |
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Post by Sean Freedom on Apr 11, 2008 20:39:05 GMT -4
“Nice to meet you as well Ms. Moretti.I have to agree, your name sounds familiar as well... As for me being in the business long? Nearing on my second year wrestling for a company in the United States actually.”
He pauses, about to press one of the buttons on the pad, next to him.
“Oh I’m sorry, where are my manners... Which floor are you headed Ms. Moretti?” |
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Post by † Robin R. Moretti † on Apr 11, 2008 20:47:12 GMT -4
"Well honestly...I was just doing a bit of exploring myself but, there seems to be close to no one around so...Not to intrude or anything as I'm sure you have plans but, mind showing a new girl around? It'd be greatly appreciated." |
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Post by Sean Freedom on Apr 11, 2008 21:25:07 GMT -4
“Intrude? Not at all... I’d be glad to show you around. I’ve got some time before I head up to see Ms. Katanna... So I guess, question is... Where would you like to start? Last I heard there was a floor where some of the wrestlers rooms were located at... There’s the floor with the offices, and I know there is a restaurant in here too...” |
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Post by † Robin R. Moretti † on Apr 11, 2008 21:34:49 GMT -4
Ugh. Ms. Jade was who he was going to see? Poor, poor man. Robin merely sighed looking towards the number pad of the elevator again as she responded.
Guess the restaurant would be a nice place to start hm? I have to get familiar with the place after all so, lead the way Mr. Freedom.
Tell me though, how are you liking the operation that is APW's rebirth so far? I'm very interested in how things are here since I'm a newcomer. Care to share? |
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Post by Sean Freedom on Apr 11, 2008 21:45:09 GMT -4
Pressing the button on the pad, he nods.
“To the restaurant it is then...” [/color] He pauses crossing his arms.
“Things so far are looking good. We may not have the biggest amount of wrestlers around here as of yet, but so I’ve heard, there has been a few new faces around this past week. So things may have started off slow, but things really do seem to be shaping up around here.”[/center] |
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Post by † Robin R. Moretti † on Apr 11, 2008 21:54:57 GMT -4
Oh he had no idea how much so sooner than later. No idea.
Well that's good to hear. I'd hate to have my clients here among mediocre talent of course.
Not saying you're mediocre or anything. I just know that with a talent pool as small as this, there isn't much room for truly competitive friction among those here on the roster. Hopefully Ms. Corban & Ms. Jade can secure more talent and soon. Well, after they get Ms. Jade to wear more clothes whilst at work that is. Her appearance is ridiculous to be in a office setting. Had the displeasure of meeting her yet have you? |
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Post by Sean Freedom on Apr 11, 2008 22:06:43 GMT -4
“No, can’t say I have met her yet. By the looks of it, you aren’t too fond of her... Well, guess I’ll have to wait and see what she really is like. I can’t really judge her as of yet...”
Pausing for a moment, he scratches his chin.
“And I guess you are right. With there not being that many people around to fight, there isn’t really much competitiveness between the superstars. Hopefully that’ll soon change though. I’m anxious to step into that ring, but I wouldn’t want to fight someone I know I can beat with one hand tied behind my back you know? I’m looking for a real challenge in my debut. Say someone like Jay Crack... Joe Bruiser... Somewhere in that range of competition.” |
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Post by † Robin R. Moretti † on Apr 11, 2008 22:19:44 GMT -4
Robin nodded hearing Mr. Freedom's words. Seems the young man was always up for a challenge it sound like. That was a very good quality to have starting out in a new place. Could help propel one to heights previously thought unable to reach if he kept that attitude. Maybe she'd have to keep an eye on him.
Mr. Crack? So you've met him I take it? I was scheduled to myself earlier, yet was stood up apparently. The nerve of him you know?
But I see you have a knack of going straight for the top dog Mr. Freedom. Although I admire that quality, I have to ask is it a wise decision so early on? Wouldn't want to overwhelm yourself with going after someone like say Mr. Bruiser too soon now would we? Best to scout the talent beforehand.
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Post by Sean Freedom on Apr 11, 2008 22:28:33 GMT -4
“Indeed, I have met Crack. Met him when I first got here actually... He seemed like a pretty relaxed guy... Although, I did run into him while he was smoking a joint... That could explain it. He stood you up? Wonder why he’d do that...
And there’s no doubt I’ll be scouting some of the talent before I head up to Bruiser... I’m just not one of those guys who likes to be stuck at the bottom all the time. I’ll work my way through a couple of challengers to see what the talent is like here, then I’d like to fight Bruiser. I’ve heard a lot about him, and I think it’d be a good challenge for me to step into the ring with him.” |
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Post by † Robin R. Moretti † on Apr 12, 2008 3:11:57 GMT -4
Smoking a joint?!!?*Scoffs* Why I never...What type of individuals is my brother dealing with these days. My savior what have I gotten myself into this time...?
*DING*
Finally the elevator had arrived at their destination. Good thing too since Robin was beginning to become agitated with hearing some of the scoop on the talent around here. Sad it really was. Awaiting the doors to open so they could continue their tour of sorts, she looked to Mr. Freedom once again
You don't smoke those thingys do you Mr. Freedom? That's not like a normal thing around here is it? You seem like such a nice and mannered man. Hopefully you don't fall into the traps of such things. Please tell me there's someone here whose not a common thug.
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Post by Sean Freedom on Apr 12, 2008 14:06:45 GMT -4
“Me? Not at all. I’m not in to that sort of stuff. In fact, I don’t smoke at all. I’m more into drinking at times. I like to have a few drinks here and there, but smoking... certainly not."
The two then step out of the elevator and begin to make their way into the inside of the restaurant. |
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Post by † Robin R. Moretti † on Apr 12, 2008 14:56:28 GMT -4
Well at least someone around here seemed to be well behaved she thought. Stepping from the elevator first, Mr. Freedom being a complete gentlemen of course, her steps slowed just enough for him to catch up with her stride, allowing for him to continue to guide them on their tour for the day. She had no idea what direction to travel in so she merely mimicked his steps as they continued to converse.
Good. Keep it that way Mr. Freedom. Or can I call you Sean? I'm sure I can.
Anyway, an athlete's body is a temple and should be taken care of and cherished. The sport itself is grueling enough as it is. No need for extracurricular damage being placed upon it I wouldn't think. And I know I have no intentions of associating myself with people who would be foolish enough to do such things. By the way, tell me, anyone watching out for the business side of your career Sean? As in, management representation? |
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Post by Sean Freedom on Apr 12, 2008 19:49:29 GMT -4
“Certainly... Sean is fine.”
He throws a small smile as they continue to walk towards the destination of the restaurant that was ahead. He then removes the glasses from his face and places them atop his head.
“You are exactly right. Us athletes... our bodies are pretty much our careers. If we ruin it by eating the wrong foods, or by taking some non-prescription drugs... We are as good as done in this business... Buy hey, who am I to judge... If people want to ruin there bodies with this stuff, it’s their choice. And as for having someone in control of the business part of my career... No ma’am, I do not... I had one manager early in my career, but since then... I’ve never been approached by one to be honest...” |
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Post by † Robin R. Moretti † on Apr 12, 2008 20:07:07 GMT -4
Ah. I see. I was merely curious. You seem to be someone whom could go far in this business with your positive attitude. It's a rare thing I find when dealing with competitors. Especially male competitors that is. I'll be keeping an eye on you Mr. Freedom. Who knows, if things pan out perhaps we could do business together in the future.
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Post by Sean Freedom on Apr 12, 2008 20:23:23 GMT -4
“Why thank you. I do hope to go far in this business and... well, I’ll pretty much stop at nothing before I do. And perhaps we could Ms. Moretti... Perhaps we could...”
Arriving at the doors of the restaurant, Sean opens the door, and motions for Robin to enter as he smiles. |
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Post by † Robin R. Moretti † on Apr 12, 2008 20:38:35 GMT -4
Robin smiled, stepping through the door of the restaurant, quickly looking around and noticing that this was perhaps the most visually alluring part of the Tower she had seen thus far. Her eyes widened, seeing the abundance of people here this evening. Guess this where everyone spends an ample amount of their time. Stopping a few feet away from the door, she awaited Mr. Freedom to find his way back to her side before looking back to him in response.
This is nice I have to admit. Very. Well Mr. Freedom, I hope I'm not being too forward but since we're here...Why not enjoy a small meal while we converse a bit more? If you have the free time to offer of course? |
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Post by Sean Freedom on Apr 14, 2008 2:43:19 GMT -4
Walking into the restaurant, standing next to Robin, he nods his head and speaks.
“Surely... I could go for something to eat right now. A little hungry as well, so a bit of food right now would probably do me some good...”
The two walk towards an empty two seater table, as Sean pulls out a chair for Robin to take her seat in before he would go to take his seat. |
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