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#A2CD5A]Things suddenly fade in to a shot of Autumn pacing through the backstage area, dressed completely in her wrestling gear, a pair of Beats headphones stuck over her ears blasting out 'Thunderstruck' by AC/DC. She nods her head in time to the beat of the song, punching her fist into her open palm over and over again. She had had these headphones on since she arrived in the arena, only stopping to slip clothes off and gear on. It was her way of shutting out the world, and focusing on the task at hand. While others were off doing their own thing or running around spouting a bunch of nonsense, Autumn was doing actual work backstage.
Jumping up and down, shadowboxing with the air, stretching out her limbs, the usual thing. Crew members and other staff working that night would pass her by, nodding their heads, and she so engrossed in her music and what she was doing wouldn't even acknowledge them in the least. She had bigger things to worry about at the moment than engaging in idle conversation with those kind of people. The next stage, the next part of the Empress of Elite tournament was that very night and Autumn was bound and determined to see this thing through with a victory. Stephanie and Tarah had their own reasons for being here, for wanting to move on, but Autumn just wanted to move on and move up, that was really it. And what better way to do so than to beat the Specialist Champion and another great competitor while she was at it.
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#B0171F]"Maybe I should just let those two duke it out right in front of me. Let them slaughter each other all because they're so focused on each other that they don't see the real danger lurking right in front of them. The real deal in this match. I'm an opportunist, what can I say. If I can get those two to wear each other down, then it makes it easier for me to sneak in and destroy whatever's left of either woman."Autumn chuckled softly at her own thoughts, still wandering back and forth.[color=#B0171F]"I've been on a tear since I've been around, and I'd like to keep it that way. People think that this whole dark demenor and makeup is a front for being goth or emo or whatever the hell is popular nowadays. It's far from the truth. It just ads to the mystique and brutality of my presence in that ring. If you don't like the way I look or act out there, too bad. It isn't gonna change anytime soon, for anyone. Especially for either Tarah or Stephanie.Those two are bound and determined to see that I don't make it to the next round. They want to be the one, whichever, going on to the next. Not gonna happen. You see, it takes the right kind of person, and the right kind of drive to get anywhere in this tournament. You can't back out on anything and you can't make excuses for not showing up or whatever. I want to go on and face the other ladies in this tournament, whomever they may be, because it's all about testing myself against the best this business has to offer, and this tournament is a good example of that.I don't doubt any of your skills or who you are as a performer. I just doubt that you two can pull your heads out of the clouds, stop clucking at one another in time to stop me from swooping in to take that all important victory.Nothing personal girls, I just want this more than you'll ever know."Autumn grins, continuing her pacing as the scene fades out.
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