Post by Rachel on Jun 8, 2007 10:25:57 GMT -5
The near emerald green sea slaps against a large white yacht. The large vessel slices through the water, treading foamy white wake behind it. The sun is shinging down, making the salty water glisten and sparkle like diamonds in a necklace. Lying out on the deck on a chaise lounge is the Queen of Confrontation, Rachel. She is sporting a black bikini and a pair of Aviator sunglasses. Her dark hair falls in soft waves across her shoulders. She takes the sunglasses off of her head and places them on a small table to her right. Rachel leans over and plucks a Dasani water out of the cooler near her. She twists the cap off of the clear bottle and takes a sip of the nourishing water. Laughter can be heard from behind Rachel's chair. Sitting behind her on the deck of the boat is Rochelle Szaban, playing with a young blue heeler pup. The little girl is laughing gleefully as the pup jumps up and licks her face. Rachel smiles at her and then settles back in her chair. A cell phone is lying on the table near her sunglasses, and suddenly it begins to ring. She lifts the phone up off of the table and answers it.
Hello? Hey. She's fine, I took her out on the boat today. Yes, Matt, she's wearing a life jacket.
Rachel quickly turns her head and looks over at Rochelle who is indeed without a life jacket. She gives an absentminded 'uh-huh' into the cell phone as she rises from the lounge chair and descends to the lower deck. She returns a moment later with a life jacket in hand and bends down to Rochelle, gesturing to her to put it on. Rachel then walks over to the railing of the boat and leans over, staring into the sea.
I'll have her over there by four. After that I have to hit the gym. Makaveli has me scheduled against some new kid, a rookie. His name is Bryan Variety. Hell, I don't know. He won his match last week with...Who is that guy? Python...No...Right, Kobra. I get confused about these new kids. They're all the same to me. Anyway, I guess Variety is supposed to have some talent.
Rachel moves away from the railing and crosses the deck to pick up her water bottle. She sips at it as she glances out over the water. In the distance, dolphins are jumping around, playing and frolicking in the water.
Hold on, Matt. Rochelle, come here!!
Rochelle puts the puppy down and toddles over to the edge of the ship. She looks out and smiles big at the dolphins playing in the water.
Sorry, Matt, I was showing Rochelle some dolphins playing in the water...Yes, Matt! She has her life jacket on, what kind of mother do you think I am? Nevermind, don't answer that. All I know is, Variety will not make his mark in XVI by defeating me to go on and win the King of the Ring. After that win against Corporal Punishment last week, I feel rejuvinated. I've got my fire back, Matt. I will win this match, qualify to go on to the next, and before you know it, I will be crowned the first ever Queen of the Ring. It will be just another moment of glory to go down in the book of 'Rachel'.
Rachel smirks haughtily and looks over at Rochelle who has lost interest in the dolphins and is again playing with her new puppy. She is throwing a small object and the heeler is scurrying down the deck to retrieve it; his little nails clicking on the boat. He comes running back to Rochelle, and they play tug-of-war for a minute. Suddenly, Rachel squawks in horror. She rushes over and snatches the 'toy' up.
Matt, I've got to go, Rochelle just let Cowboy chew the hell out of my $700 Gucci wallet. Ugh, I hate dogs. Why did you buy this filthy thing for her? I'll have her over at your place around four.
Rachel ends the conversation abruptly. Her face is filled with anger. She stares at the dog in silent anger. Rochelle looks on in fear for her little puppy's life.
Go...get...that mut's tennis ball - and play with that!
Rachel turns and storms off, and as the scene ends we can hear her muttering...
Hopefully he'll chase it off of the yacht!
Hello? Hey. She's fine, I took her out on the boat today. Yes, Matt, she's wearing a life jacket.
Rachel quickly turns her head and looks over at Rochelle who is indeed without a life jacket. She gives an absentminded 'uh-huh' into the cell phone as she rises from the lounge chair and descends to the lower deck. She returns a moment later with a life jacket in hand and bends down to Rochelle, gesturing to her to put it on. Rachel then walks over to the railing of the boat and leans over, staring into the sea.
I'll have her over there by four. After that I have to hit the gym. Makaveli has me scheduled against some new kid, a rookie. His name is Bryan Variety. Hell, I don't know. He won his match last week with...Who is that guy? Python...No...Right, Kobra. I get confused about these new kids. They're all the same to me. Anyway, I guess Variety is supposed to have some talent.
Rachel moves away from the railing and crosses the deck to pick up her water bottle. She sips at it as she glances out over the water. In the distance, dolphins are jumping around, playing and frolicking in the water.
Hold on, Matt. Rochelle, come here!!
Rochelle puts the puppy down and toddles over to the edge of the ship. She looks out and smiles big at the dolphins playing in the water.
Sorry, Matt, I was showing Rochelle some dolphins playing in the water...Yes, Matt! She has her life jacket on, what kind of mother do you think I am? Nevermind, don't answer that. All I know is, Variety will not make his mark in XVI by defeating me to go on and win the King of the Ring. After that win against Corporal Punishment last week, I feel rejuvinated. I've got my fire back, Matt. I will win this match, qualify to go on to the next, and before you know it, I will be crowned the first ever Queen of the Ring. It will be just another moment of glory to go down in the book of 'Rachel'.
Rachel smirks haughtily and looks over at Rochelle who has lost interest in the dolphins and is again playing with her new puppy. She is throwing a small object and the heeler is scurrying down the deck to retrieve it; his little nails clicking on the boat. He comes running back to Rochelle, and they play tug-of-war for a minute. Suddenly, Rachel squawks in horror. She rushes over and snatches the 'toy' up.
Matt, I've got to go, Rochelle just let Cowboy chew the hell out of my $700 Gucci wallet. Ugh, I hate dogs. Why did you buy this filthy thing for her? I'll have her over at your place around four.
Rachel ends the conversation abruptly. Her face is filled with anger. She stares at the dog in silent anger. Rochelle looks on in fear for her little puppy's life.
Go...get...that mut's tennis ball - and play with that!
Rachel turns and storms off, and as the scene ends we can hear her muttering...
Hopefully he'll chase it off of the yacht!