Name: This Is The Moment
Authors: HBKSteph & Tink
A/N: Tink and Myself are writing this based of what goes on in the RPG board that Tink runs. Sorry this chapter is a little short but You can travel their to see the characters profiles http://tink.hyperboards2.com
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"Well then I think we are all settled here Miss. Sinclair," said Vince McMahon placing the papers on his desk into a folder. "You can head on over to the arena to see Steve and Eric as you will be their assistant and, if needed, mediator."
"Yes Mr. McMahon and thank you." Angelina Sinclair stood up and shook his hand.
"It's been a pleasure to meet you." Vince shook her hand and sat back down as
Angelina moved towards the door.
"You too sir," she said with a smile as she reached the door, "and thank you!" She opened the door and walked towards the elevator of the Titan Towers to get to her car.
Eric Bischoff rubbed his head, he wished more than anything that his co-general manager Stone Cold Steve Austin would just shut the hell up and let him think. The man was infuriating, no wonder McMahon had said that he would have been amused to see Eric try to handle the guy.
10 more minutes of listening to Austin babble about something, Eric guessed it was probably to do with either beer or opening a can of whoop ass on someone Eric had, had more than enough.
"Steve" Eric spoke and that was a far as he got interrupted by a knock on the office door. Eric silently thanked who ever it was up there that liked him enough to save him for Austin's dribble.
"Looks like we got oversleeves a visitor Eric," Austin said opening the door come face to face Angelina. Eric hand to stop his jaw from hitting the ground as the young woman entered. Angelina casted her gaze over Eric before turning to Steve.
"I'm Angelina Sinclair, Mr. Austin. I do believe Mr. McMahon informed you both that I would be arriving."
'Vince expects someone this tiny to be able to keep Austin and myself from killing each other' Eric though to himself as Angelina and Steve talked. 'Not that I should complain she's easy on the eyes, and seems to have my brains then eye of the other Diva's around here. And a little company when Steve is dribbling on will make it less painful' Eric was snapped out of his thoughts by beer being poured over him. He looked up and saw that Austin hadn't been the one that had done it but rather Angelina.
"What the hell was that?" Eric stood irate. Austin clapped Eric on the shoulder.
"That Eric, was her initiation." Austin held his hand out to Angelina. "Welcome aboard Angelina."
Angelina and Austin shook hands, before the brunette turned to Bischoff, and gave him a smirk,
"Sorry Eric, its just business."
Angelina blew Eric a kiss before walking out of the office, while Austin laughed. Eric's heart skipped a beat, 'I'm screwed' Eric thought, 'Defiantly screwed'
Authors: HBKSteph & Tink
A/N: Tink and Myself are writing this based of what goes on in the RPG board that Tink runs. Sorry this chapter is a little short but You can travel their to see the characters profiles http://tink.hyperboards2.com
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"Well then I think we are all settled here Miss. Sinclair," said Vince McMahon placing the papers on his desk into a folder. "You can head on over to the arena to see Steve and Eric as you will be their assistant and, if needed, mediator."
"Yes Mr. McMahon and thank you." Angelina Sinclair stood up and shook his hand.
"It's been a pleasure to meet you." Vince shook her hand and sat back down as
Angelina moved towards the door.
"You too sir," she said with a smile as she reached the door, "and thank you!" She opened the door and walked towards the elevator of the Titan Towers to get to her car.
Eric Bischoff rubbed his head, he wished more than anything that his co-general manager Stone Cold Steve Austin would just shut the hell up and let him think. The man was infuriating, no wonder McMahon had said that he would have been amused to see Eric try to handle the guy.
10 more minutes of listening to Austin babble about something, Eric guessed it was probably to do with either beer or opening a can of whoop ass on someone Eric had, had more than enough.
"Steve" Eric spoke and that was a far as he got interrupted by a knock on the office door. Eric silently thanked who ever it was up there that liked him enough to save him for Austin's dribble.
"Looks like we got oversleeves a visitor Eric," Austin said opening the door come face to face Angelina. Eric hand to stop his jaw from hitting the ground as the young woman entered. Angelina casted her gaze over Eric before turning to Steve.
"I'm Angelina Sinclair, Mr. Austin. I do believe Mr. McMahon informed you both that I would be arriving."
'Vince expects someone this tiny to be able to keep Austin and myself from killing each other' Eric though to himself as Angelina and Steve talked. 'Not that I should complain she's easy on the eyes, and seems to have my brains then eye of the other Diva's around here. And a little company when Steve is dribbling on will make it less painful' Eric was snapped out of his thoughts by beer being poured over him. He looked up and saw that Austin hadn't been the one that had done it but rather Angelina.
"What the hell was that?" Eric stood irate. Austin clapped Eric on the shoulder.
"That Eric, was her initiation." Austin held his hand out to Angelina. "Welcome aboard Angelina."
Angelina and Austin shook hands, before the brunette turned to Bischoff, and gave him a smirk,
"Sorry Eric, its just business."
Angelina blew Eric a kiss before walking out of the office, while Austin laughed. Eric's heart skipped a beat, 'I'm screwed' Eric thought, 'Defiantly screwed'