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Brooke Confronts The Goddess Professionally

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Goddess_Faith: has been summoned by The Boss, Brooke Williams, but why? What could be so important to be called to the Boss' office on a Sunday of all days?? She admits to being a bit nervous and concerned, but also flattered and intrigued. Maybe she's getting promoted? The chance to hold a new and wonderful title? Maybe she's getting a bonus?? Too many maybes and uncertainties...she had to focus.

Goddess_Faith: Wearing a black sportsbra and short black skirt, with a rare pair of 3" black heels, she approaches the open office door and peeks in, giving it a light knock. Brooke? You wanted to see me??

Brooke_Williams:

Brooke_Williams: I spin around in my desk chair and turn towards you. Motioning you to enter. A slight smile on my face. Though my eyes are telling a different story as they stare you down Faith, please enter... have a seat.

Goddess_Faith: smiles, the look in your eyes is oddly disconcerting, but your tone and smile provide some semblance of reassurance. She strolls forward, swaying her hips to show off a lil, exuding confidence that this has to be a positive meeting, and slowly rests her toned buns on the chair in front of your desk. Thank you, Brooke. I like what you've done with the office, it's been a bit since I was last here. What can I do for you today?

Brooke_Williams: I cross my legs and wiggle my heel covered foot. Aware that that doesn't have the effect on you as it might some people, but it's a power taking move I have learned along the way Faith, I am going to get right to it. You and I have known each other quite a long time. You have served as a mentor to myself...and even my mentor's mentor. I was so excited to have you join SSW. You are without a doubt a legend. Many thought you were going to retire from the sport. However you returned to the ring, and you have done so here in SSW. A situation that made me so excited. That you joined us at the time. This tiny little operation. So I do want to thank you for that. I smile as I speak, though when I finish my smile fades a bit as I look towards you. Trying to keep my gaze professional

Goddess_Faith: does love the legs, even if she's not all that keen on another person's feet. Your opening words are deeply kind and reassuring, allowing a lil blush to rise in her cheeks at your pleasant and supportive, not to mention appreciative, words. She beams a bit, her eyes close just in time to miss the fade in your smile. Well, thank you, Brooke. It's always nice to know that my presence and efforts here continue to be acknowledged and appreciated, not that I've felt otherwise. You've been an excellent, creative, and dutiful leader for this Fed, and I feel that inspires and motivates me further to ensure that I do my part to support you (and the Fed), and to not let you down.

Brooke_Williams: Of course Faith, this place has grown from being a small little operation, to being a multi million dollar business. And that isn't just because of my amazing leadership and business skills. It's also because of the efforts of the little people like yourself. The ones who put the work in the ring. Those who show up day after day. Now Faith, I have used your knowledge as a kinda consultant over the past few months. So now I am struggling with something and I need your help once again. Are you keen to help this situation?

Goddess_Faith: stifles a desire to purr as you continue to shower her with indirect and direct appreciation and kind words. Her focus is swiftly brought back to a more professional demeanour when you indicate that you are struggling with something and need her assistance/guidance/input once again. She leans forward in her chair, staring intently into your eyes. You know that I am always quite keen and very willing to assist you in whatever way that I can! What's up???

Brooke_Williams: Oh great, I am so happy to hear that you are willing to help. As you may have been aware. This past month we presented a ppv event. What you might not have realized, I deal with advertising, sponsors, paying money to print posters etc. I do Those things to advertise matches that fans pay money to see. I have a huge legendary star... agreeing to compete in a death match. A main event in the biggest show in our history. So now when that match doesn't happen...I have to answer to those sponsors... the fans...etc.... So how do I answer for a Superstar that doesn't show up to her contractual obligations? I kinda have an answer in my mind, but I would love to hear your explanati....ummm I mean thoughts my friendly deamear slowly turning more serious... even cold as I finish speaking and stare daggers through you

Goddess_Faith: keeps her smile present but professional, listening intently about the problem you face. You describe the PPV event for last month, and her intended match vs Alessandra, and then you refer to the event and month in the past tense, and her facial expression shifts rapidly. She stares down at the Word of the Day calendar on your desk, indicating today is actually November 1st...the PPV is past, and the big rematch vs Alessandra did not occur. OMG, Brooke, I...I am so SO sorry! I thought there was still more time left, and, and I...umm. She takes a moment to bow her head and realize she really HAS let you down on this occasion, taking a slow deep breath. Her eyes, somewhat reluctantly rising to meet your decidedly more fiercely cold stare. I am...I... I take full responsibility for this oversight, I failed to meet my contractual obligation for SSW's first-ever PPV event, and I cannot sufficiently express how deeply sorry I am. What can I do to make this up to you? I understand that I've wronged you and I want to make it right.

Brooke_Williams: I watch as you stammer in your seat, the whole big production of pretending you didn't realize what day it was. It almost makes me chuckle that you would think I could actually believe that little Miss detail doesn't know what day it was. Well Faith, it was a disappointment that one of the featured match didn't take place at MY big event, during MY favorite time of year. Being a Superstar comes with great responsibility. Unfortunately you have failed those responsibilities. Missing out on an event like this... well if it were anyone else I wouldn't give a second thought to firing them. However, because I HAD respect for you, I won't give you the disrespect of being fired. However, this status que must change. I can't have SUPERSTARS I can't rely on. If you catch my drift.

Goddess_Faith: frowns deeply as she hears you verbally tear a strip off of her, keeping everything perfectly logical and professional. You're not firing her, that was unlikely to be a concern for this particular offense. Then you seem to question or threaten her status as a Superstar in SSW. Well, I'm not going to be trapped in a Queening Stool, if that's what you mean...professional obligations aside, I still have my pride and reputation to think about!

Brooke_Williams: A Queening stool!??? Well I hadn't thought about that.... I turn in my seat and quickly type something into my computer as I rock around in my chair and smile to myself no no... you are paid much too much money to be used in a Queening chair, as much fun and as comfortable as that would be. No Faith, I have come up with annother way to get my money worth from you. To utilize your star power, to use it to build up my other Superstars. Faith, for the entire month of November you are not going to win a match. Now you can fight your heart out.. even go to the limit. However that hand of yours will not be raised at the end of any match. Call it redemption, call it revenge. I call it ...a business decision.

Goddess_Faith: glares at you, eyes narrowing as she KNOWS that gesture, she knows you...your ways. Then she tries to return to a visage of confidence and curiosity...then you hit her with it. Your contractual condition laid down as punishment for her failure to appear for the PPV, in a match that was scheduled and advertised to happen. Y-y-y-yyyy...you're wanting me to just...JOB??? She's struggling to form sentences, the punishment is incredibly severe...so much for her pride! B-b-Brooke! Please...no! I mean...I mean... She recalls her coaxed keen willingness to make up for what has transpired. She takes another deep breath to regain some composure; focusing strongly on the fact that you want her to lose but not to simply get squashed against any and all comers in SSW. I accept your terms.

Brooke_Williams: Ohhh great, you accept the terms I scroll through my computer, closing out the window that contained your contract, just in case I needed to print it out. I turn back around on my chair and face you once again I am happy you saw things my way. That kept this from being more uncomfortable than it needed to be. So if you don't have anything else, that will be all. And I will see you out there in the ring Faith... maybe closer than you imagine I smirk as I motion towards the door. Please shut the door on your way out. I need to get ready for my next appointment

Goddess_Faith: feels a mix of shock, shame, and frustration, your "strictly professional" routine is poorly timed here, and likely intentionally so. We both know she'd LOVE to just throw you around this office, particularly right this very moment, but we both also know she's too good for that kind of reaction here. She rises from her seat and places her hands on top of your desk to lean forward and stare down into your eyes. I'll play your game, Brooke...I did you wrong and you felt the need to respond...but if you do me wrong in the process...what goes around COMES AROUND! With that, she shoves angrily away from the desk, turning to step towards the door, and SLAMMING it shut behind her!

Brooke_Williams: I keep my composure as you get in my face, a reaction that isn't completely unexpected. You angerly push on my desk and I sweety smile take care Faith I turn and go back to working on my computer, jumping as you slam the door. The force knocked my FUNKO POP to the floor and breaking the head of. Snapping it at the skinny neck. I pick it up and put the two pieces on my desk as I text my assistant to bring me another one and to give me a minute for my next appointment.

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