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Womanly Wiles -Chapter 3
"Christian, Chris Jericho, and Test" Ria knocked on the door to the locker room, but pushed it open without waiting for a reply. She walked into see Chris and Jay fighting whilst Stacy watched; laughing and clapping her hands. As Ria made her entrance Stacy cast her a quick glance, before turning back to the men as she spoke, "Hey Ria. What's up?"
"Well, I was bored. Jeff's in the pit and Shane's disappeared so I thought I'd see what you were doing'. Not sure it was such a good idea though."
At this point there was a huge crash as they knocked a holdall off the bench. The sound was enough to break the fight, and they stepped backing, brushing themselves off. For the first time they noticed that Ria was watching them sceptically. "Oh, hi Ria" Jay grinned, before muttering, "You started it" To Chris.
"Yeah right," Chris replied in the same quiet angry tones before grinning at Ria, "Yeah hi. Shane and Jeff gone off and left you huh?"
"Yeap. Perfect gentlemen" She replied sarcastically, tossing her head to emphasis her displeasure, and then smiling coyly at them "You won't do that to me will you?"
"Course not" Jay replied, nodding enthusiastically.
"So apart from trying to pull each other apart what are you doing?"
"Nothing much." Jay said as he bent down to pack away the bag they'd knocked over.
"Waiting for Andy. We have to cut another promo. About his Testicles." Stacy shuddered as she said the last line, and spoke in a disgusted tone. "I don't know what I did to deserve being such a ditz, but that's all they want me to do. Look good, and act dumb. Sometimes I wish........." She trailed off, looking wistful, which sparked Ria's interest. "Wish what?"
"That I got a chance to wrestle. To do more than shake my ass and humiliate myself. It would be nice not to be thought of as an ditzy blonde."
Ria listened carefully to Stacy's wistful voice, and studied the glum expression that clouded her face. Automatically she scolded her as she thought. "Don't frown honey, it will give you wrinkles before your time" This earned laughter from Jay but Ria was too deep in thought to hear.
Poor Stacy. All she wanted was to show the world another side of her, to prove that she could do more than make dumb comments. Ria never wanted to be in the position where that happened, and that was being offered to her on a plate. Like Jeff earlier, she held the cards and she got to prove that she could make it. And while she was at, help Stacy on the way.
"Stacy, if you could get training - with a brilliant teacher and someone else learning with you - would you want it?"
"Hell yes! But it will never happen - these guys tried training me but there just isn't the time - it seemed like stuff always came up."
"But if it was guaranteed?"
"I'd kill for it," She said giving a scornful laugh she added "But that will never happen"
They were saved from answering this by another knock at the door "Is Chris in here?" Another blonde poked her head in the door, and upon seeing Stacy a disgusted look flitted onto her face. "Oh you. Chris.......Eric asked to see you"
"Nice to see you too Trish," Stacy spat as Chris rose from his seat and walked to the door. Trish just gave a disgusted look to her, and ducked her head back out the door. As Chris closed the door behind him Stacy told Ria "The ever delightful Ms. Stratus."
"What's her problem?"
"Apart from being an uptight bitch who thinks she's better than everyone else? Nothing."
"Oh." mouthed Ria, wondering just how many enemies her friends had. "Look, I'm going to go get a drink. You wanting?"
Three replies of no, well two no's and an "Ugh", made their way to Ria and she left the room just as Stacy begun talking about 'Testicle T-shirts? Kill me now'.
As she walked down the corridor Ria shook her head in disgust. Stacy put up with some crap just to do the job that she loved, be a part of the business that she respected, and yet she still got shit off people like Trish Stratus. It wasn't fair and it sure as hell wasn't right.
Ria was so involved in her musings that she didn't realise she was walking along a collision path with the object of her thoughts until they hit each other. She looked up with shock, that quickly changed to ill concealed hate. "Trish" She said politely preparing to walk on, but was stopped by the blond beginning to speak. "Excuse me, do I know you?" Her sugary sweet voice sounded as fake as her figure.
"I'm a friend of Jeff's, a close friend" At the mention of Jeff, something flickered across Trish's face, a mix of hate and disappointment. As she answered her voice seemed even more strained than moments before.
"Oh really? Right" As much as she wanted to hang around and make Trish squirm, Ria decided against it, choosing instead to end the conversation.
"Bye"
"Excuse me" Just as Ria began to walk Trish started up again - calling Ria back cautiously. "Are you his........?"
"I'm a very old school friend,." Ria replied, curious about the strained smile appearing at this comment.
"Oh, Bye" She watched confused as the blonde walked off down the corridor, wondering what the hell that conversation had been in aid of.
"Rhiannon?"
At the sound of her full name Ria cringed, why was she so popular all of a sudden. Still she formed a seductive smile and turned round. "Yes?" She was surprised to see little Spike Dudley watching her from a locker room doorway. Despite herself the predatory smile softened a little at the sight of the youngest Dudley, and his scared expression. "Ddddo you know where Jeff is?" He stuttered just like his elder brother once did and it took all Ria's self control not to laugh or mock him as she replied "Not since his match."
"Oh. Well if you do can you tell him my brothers are looking for him?"
"Sure thing hon." She began to walk away, stopping after a few seconds a smiling back at Spike who was still stood in the door. He blushed as their eyes met and he closed the door. She wondered how he'd known who she was, that was her first encounter with him yet........though she'd met Bubba and he'd probably told of her. to his brothers. She came up to the drink area, getting herself a bottle of water, and unscrewed the lid, taking a chance to survey the area.
Cables, cables, everywhere there was cables. Snaking across the floor, crawling up trunks, suffocating light stands. Thick, black, plastic coated, metal ropes, a health hazard for the diva's tottering around in high heels.
Ria gave a superior smirk to her own feet. Standing at 5'11" bare foot, heels were not something she often bothered with, not high ones anyway. The short black kitten heels of her black suede boots were much more her thing, improved her walking too. She leaned against the wall and crossed one leg over, every move performed to an audience of tech's who were watching her with interest. Even the scant scattering of woman that had been bustling about, had stopped and joined their male counterparts in staring at this new female, cockily standing there as if she owned the area. No one dared speak to her, ask who she was, so instead they whispered to each other - guessing who she could be. Deciding that no one in the area was worth anymore of her time Ria began to walk off, stopping in her tracks at the sound of a deep mellow voice speaking. "Thanks that would be great."
She spun on her kitten heel, and for once it was her turn to stare, this time at the muscular arrogant form of RVD. She hadn't yet had a chance to speak to (In her opinion) the sexiest man in the company yet, after Jeff and Shane of course, Ria decided it was time to strike up conversation with Rob Van Dam, and headed towards him.
"Hello" She purred, offering a hand to him. "I'm Rhiannon, I'm visiting a friend who works in the company."
"Jeff Hardy." He looked disgustedly at her hand before running his eyes over her body and finally meeting with her own. "I'm RVD."
Minimalist She thought trying again. "I know, Jeff's said a lot about you."
"I could say a lot about Jeff. None of it good" His voice remained a bored monotone as he spoke, as if Jeff wasn't worth emotion when being spoken about. Ria immediately decided that she would get emotion in that voice if it killed her. Which it might just do. "Well, got to be going" She muttered, aware that he was already leaving himself.
What she didn't know was that as she walked off Rob stopped to watch her, his face unreadable, his body language closed, but he stared after her until she turned the corner and headed off.