Dinner with the Queen's Court

Susan takes a seat at the head of the long dinner table, her Court seated along either side. The space set aside for eating is in a spacey nook of the den, connecting it to the kitchen, and behind her on display are the many, many title belts she's won through her career, some bought out after the feds closed, some high quality replicas she had made for showing off. As she takes a seat she places a hand on Eden's, smiling at her.

Susan: I hereby call this meeting of the Court to order. WWR Rising is fast approaching, so I want to make sure we are all on the same page. Also to spend an evening with you awesome people.

She looks at the bunch of them with an almost saccharine sweet grin on her ruby lips. Eden runs a thumb over the back of Susan's hand, a smile on her lips. She loved to be in this room, seeing that trophy case making her proud to know that THIS woman had trained her. Taught her what she knew.

Eden: Well it was incredibly easy for me to be here, since I was, you know, already here.

Eden chuckles, squeezing the hand of her Queen. Jessica meanwhile just rolls her eyes a bit at Susan and Eden as she glances over at the Frost sisters.

Jessica: I'd tell them both to get a room, but just my luck they probably would and it would just be the three of us enjoying dinner together.

The Princess of Mischief declares with a hearty laugh. Always enjoying any opportunity to bust Susan's chops when they aren't in a public setting. The Frosts laugh a bit too, particularly Dominique who's known Susan longer of the two.

Dominique: Oh, they look just about ready to maul one another the moment we leave the room, so better not give them the chance.

Eliza: ...Eww, what a way to word that.

Susan huffs a bit at the teasing, but soon regains her cool.

Susan: Ahem, as I was saying, we DO have some actual business to conduct tonight as well as enjoying dinner.

Eden: The way I see it, this is Susan's house. We could kick YOU lot out of this room...

Eden covers her mouth with a chuckle before nodding, her face relaxing to it's normal state.

Eden: Yes, my Queen. Business, as you said.

Jessica kicks at Eden underneath the table. Not hard, but enough to get her attention.

Jessica: Settle down over there you. I know your defensive of your teacher and girlfriend but we all have known the Queen for longer than you. We are just teasing!

Jessica says leaning back in her seat.

Jessica: Besides, who likes to be SO serious all the damn time?! It's boooring!

Eliza nods her head in agreement.

Eliza: That's right, just because we can put up a tough front doesn't mean we can't have some fun when it's just us.

Susan rolls her eyes a bit.

Susan: You don't put up a front at all, you horse around on twitter all the time. Not that there's anything wrong with it.

Eliza: You're right there isn't. We can be kick ass AND still have a sense of humor.

Eden rolls her eyes.

Eden: I know how to have my own fun, ladies. It just seems that my fun is, ahem, different from yours.

Eden grins, kicking Jessica back under the table. Jessica narrows her eyes at her new found tag team partner. She huffs a bit doing her best not to grin at her like she wants to.

Jessica: You're lucky I like you Miss. Hart. I have high standards of who should and who shouldn't be associating with the Queen.

Susan places a hand on Jessica's while giving Eden's hand a little squeeze.

Susan: And you are BOTH amazing individuals that I am lucky to get to associate with. I know that you will make me and all of the Court proud in your outing as a team.

Eden blushes a bit and nods, grinning at Jessica.

Eden: Of course, my Queen. Jessica's previous accomplishments as a tag team wrestler, and my cunning and ring smarts? The rest of the garbage teams in this Gauntlet don't stand a snowball's chance in hell against us, regardless of our entry order.

Jessica has a little bit of the bubbly before nodding in agreement.

Jessica: Line em up, and we'll knock them down. You're looking at your first WWR Tag Team Champions right here!

The tattooed blonde states pointing across the table at the other tattooed blonde at the table. Eden has much shorter hair than Jessica so it's easy for anyone to actually tell them apart. The Suplex Queen nods approvingly, leaning over to kiss her student's and lover's cheek, smiling warmly at Eden.

Susan: And that will be only the first title the Court will claim on Tuesday. Isn't that right?

She looks over at Eliza who kinda snaps to attention, sitting straighter as everyone looks at her.

Eliza: Yeah, that's right! I've got this ladder match all figured out, of course there's always a lotta chaos to deal with, everyone scrambling to grab at the belt, but if I move the pieces on the field into just the right places, and I know I can, I've got it in the bag.

She nods with a confident smirk on her lips. Eden smiles back, brushing her hair out of her face.

Eden: And of course you're going to hit Bobbi with that ladder at least once, right?

Eden's lip curls into a very faint sneer, her dislike of her former mentor still quite clear. Jessica almost spits out her drink as she laughs so hard at Eden's question which she seemingly was in no way expecting.

Jessica: Oh boy! Yes I'm sure Eliza will beat my sister senseless with the ladder. Although I can't help but feel like she'd rather be doing that to her girlfriend Alexa...

The Princess of Mischief replies with a devious grin on her face. Eliza's expression hardens a bit as she nods again.

Eliza: Oh yes, given the chance I would beat the ever living crap out of HER with a ladder, a chair, hand me like literally anything.

She shakes her head a bit to snap out of the suddenly angry mood.

Eliza: And yes, if all goes well Bobbi is definitely eating a healthy dose of ladder, heh.

Eden smiles, wickedly, squeezing Susan's hand as she takes a sip of her own champagne.

Eden: Now, my Queen. Your match. The match you worked so very hard to reach, showcasing your absolute skill and dominance over the rest of the roster...

Eden winks at her girlfriend, taking another sip of her drink. Before Susan can even respond Jessica speaks up for her, just like she's always known to do.

Jessica: Susan has this match in the bag. Sam isn't even going to know what hit her. With the exception of the Battleground title...the Queen's Court is leaving Rising with ALL of the gold.

Susan smirks at Jessica, who's always had a good handle on having the read on her and being able to say just the right thing.

Susan: It's quite the haul and with that we'll have established quite the dominant position in WWR. All will witness our glory and know they'll never be as good. But lets not forget it's not just championship gold on the line, isn't that right, Dominique?

The tall blonde nods in agreement.

Dominique: Absolutely, I may not be competing for a title, but there's something arguably MORE valuable on the line in ALL our matches. Pride.

Eden takes another sip of her drink, nodding as she sets down the fluted glass.

Eden: You are absolutely correct Domi. You have your own 'pest' to take care of. I mean, if I can do it, and I'm just a rookie, then you're very clearly going to put her down much harder than I did.

Eden takes Susan's hand in both of hers.

Eden: I know I am the newest woman here. By quite some time. I will not let any of you down at Rising. Especially you Jessica. I will pull my weight. Mark my words.

Jessica: If I thought for one second that you wouldn't be pulling your weight we wouldn't be tag team partners. I know what you're capable of in the ring, I must say this however...

Jessica looks over at Dominique.

Jessica: I'm not going to sugar coat this. And I think you know it as well as I do. Misti? She ain't no push over. She's a serious threat. I've been in the ring with her. Quite frankly, I'm happy she's not in the tag team gauntlet with someone....

Jessica leans forward in her seat a bit.

Jessica: And by targeting her girlfriend. Your "Kitty Kat" as you like to put it. You've made this woman really mad. Beyond the ladder match given the fact that it's REALLY hard to guarantee a victory in something so chaotic, you Dominique might have found yourself in the toughest match of the evening for the Court.

Dominique nods her head rather somberly.

Dominique: That's certainly one way to look at it. I've been paying attention and I know very well what she can do, just because our most fresh member was able to beat her is NO indication just anyone can when she's really focused.

The older Frost sister looks over at Eden.

Dominique: Don't go selling yourself short, you are the least experienced, yes, but you have tremendous talent and are well trained, you certainly aren't a fitting gauge for who's easy prey. Regardless, to me that's what she is, my prey. She's between me and what I want and so she has to be hunted down.

Eden nods, squeezing Susan's hand in both of hers.

Eden: Then get her Domi. Take what you desire. The way of the Court. If Katrina is what you want, then Misti should move, or you can move her yourself.

Jessica chuckles a bit.

Jessica: Man, I remember back in the day at Ring of Beauty when Dominique got hired as an interviewer alongside Katrina. The little Showtime girl was SO flustered having to deal with Frosty over there. Heh... Good times...

Jessica says as she eats her chicken parmesan that Susan cooked for everyone. Delicious as always. The busty Britt had many hidden talents. Being a great cook was certainly one of them. Dominique's cheeks flush ever so slightly at just thinking about the adorable interviewer back in the day.

Dominique: Heh, she still gets that way sometimes, but she's also grown even more gutsy over the years. Which just makes her all the more tempting of a catch.

Eliza shakes her head a bit at her sister while Susan tenderly squeezes Eden's hand and gazes into her eyes.

Eliza: You get into such a lovey mode when you talk or even think about her. You'd better keep your head on straight Tuesday or it's likely to get taken off.

Dominique narrows her eyes ever so slightly, her expression growing cold again.

Dominique: I don't mess around when I'm conducting business, personal or otherwise. Don't worry about me, I will make sure that this annoying roadblock is ground into dust under my heel.

Jessica listening to the sisters bicker a bit and she just can't help herself but to say something...

Jessica: Look I hate to even bring it up, but Eliza it's very clear you still have feelings for my sister even after taking her husband away from her. Why? I have NO idea....but you do! So while Dominique needs to keep her head on straight Tuesday...so do you hun.

It's now the younger Frost sister who narrows her eyes, standing up and leaning over the table as she practically barks back at Jessica.

Eliza: You keep your nose out of my wants! I know you and your sister hate each others' guts and since she won't quit getting in our path we're just going to have to trample her with the rest of them, but that's for ME to handle at Rising, so you just let ME be the one to worry about it!

Susan slams her hands against the table as she stands up as well, glaring over at Eliza.

Susan: SIT down and CALM down! Jessica has a perfectly valid point, you figure you have everything figured out, good, but a plan will do you no good if you don't follow it yourself, so just keep your cool when you're out there, okay?

Susan's voice softens as she speaks and Eliza can neither deny her logic, nor the bit of concern that creeps into the Queen's voice. Eliza nods again as she sits down.

Eliza: Yeah, you ain't wrong. Sorry for getting snippy, Jess.

Jessica: It's cool. I get it...

Jessica responds with a soft sigh. Deciding to just get incredibly real with everyone in the room right now. 

Jessica: Rising is only a few days away and we're all a little on edge. We just want to do well. But at the end of the day can we all just remember that everyone who sits at this table right now? We're all friends here.

Jessica says looking at everyone as she speaks.

Jessica: We might all win, hell we might all lose...unlikely as that might be! Hell, we might split shit. Who knows! But what I do know is win or lose at the end of the pay per view, the Queen's Court will be united and together. Just like we are right now. Nothing an no one can take that from us.

Eden picks up her napkin, wiping a bit of sauce off the table before licking the tip and dabbing a bit of the liquid from the chest of Susan's dress due to the slight mess the Suplex Queen caused when she slammed the table moments earlier.

Eden: There. You're sorted, my love.

Eden turns to Jessica, and nods.

Eden: What matters most is our unity after Rising, regardless of how the chips fall. You are absolutely right, partner.

Susan takes her seat as well as she nods her head.

Susan: That's right, we are the Court and always will be and we WILL rule WWR no matter what, no obstacle can stop us, only slow us down if even that. We are on the path to dominance and so long as we all keep our heads straight we'll be walking out of Rising with more championship gold than we'll know what to do with. So, a toast to our continuing success, a toast to US.

She takes her glass and raises it, everyone following her example and together taking a big sip of champagne as the scene fades out.