Robin: "... honestly ..."

 

::The camera had returned to the backstage area, but Robin’s voice sounded before the visual was in effect.  She seemed more than a little preoccupied as she slipped down the corridor, forefinger and thumb tugging at her lower lip in a distracted fashion. Hair had been clawed back into bunches for reasons known only to herself, and if it weren't for the blaze of green in her hair you could almost squint your eyes and see the naive and bubbly Robin hidden somewhere in the swathe of fishnet and lycra. Rolling her eyes, fingers released the captured flesh and went up to the back of her neck, rubbing the expanse a moment, eyes lighting up somewhat as a figure caught her attention, a figure that turned out to be Cynthia, the Argent Dawn reaching out and giving their shoulder a tug in order to spin her around without even bothering with formalities, not even a simple 'hello'.::

 

Robin: "Have you seen a ball lying around here? About four inches across, black with a white circle and the figure eight on the front? Can't miss it, though I seem to have managed it."

 

::Those dark eyes of Cynthia Cross held a bit of fire in them, not because it was Robin that had grabbed her, but that anyone had in such familiar fashion.  She was fresh out of the shower after her match and dressed in street clothing, she'd paused at the concessions tables to get a bottled water before meeting up with the rest of her family.  She used that unopened bottle to causally lift Robin's hand away from her shoulder and the silky material of the sundress she was wearing.  A strappy little thing with a beige background with tiny star-shaped flowers printed on it that somehow managed to go well with her cowboy hat and worn cowboy boots, and it had a tie in the back fashioned into a bow.  One brunette brow rose and she gave a slight shake of her head.::

 

Cynthia:  "Non, ya vache folle, I ain't seen ya ball...though I'd be a thinkin' were it y'ball it'd be brass, yeah?"

 

::Certain that she had the other woman's attention, Robin merely shrugged her shoulders and gestured with a hand, indicating the corridor to either side of them with a faint smirk on her lips.::

 

Robin: "Yeah well, if you haven't seen it, whatever. Just keep an eye out."

 

::As Cynthia was staring at Robin and giving her a nod she suddenly came to fall to one knee. Kelsia had come from behind with that lead pipe in her hand and smacked Cynthia in the back of the knee. That pipe came down once more over the back of Cynthia's head before Kelsia looked over to Robin and smirked before giving her a nod of approval.::

 

Robin: "...Oh!"

 

::Head tilting to one side, Robin felt at her waist and lift a small chain from her belt that had the aforementioned 'black ball with a white circle and the figure eight': giving it a little shake as a bright smile twisted her mouth.::

 

Robin: "Oh silly me, I had it on me the whole time, duh! Bai Bai~!"

 

::Happily, she skipped off back the way she came, leaving the girls to work out their own issues! Cynthia who was stirring pulled herself up to one knee before taking a shot at Kelsia's stomach with a hard chop which knocked her back.::

 

::Kelsia grabbed her by the hair before tossing her into the table of refreshments. Grabbing the foot of Cynthia Cross she lifted her off the ground before dropping her knee into the cement beneath. That was not where she stopped though. Kelsia seemed to be determined to send a message... to Cynthia? Or was she sending it to Alexa? Placing her foot on the back of Cynthia and grabbing the foot once more Kelsia twisted her leg quickly before hearing Cynthia screaming in pain. Dropping her leg down Kelsia got to the floor next to her.::

 

Kelsia:  "Next time one might want to think twice before giving out information that is not theirs. You did not think I would let that slide did you? Right here in your hometown.. I ended your career. Enjoy your rest sweetheart."

 

::Lifting Cynthia's head up she smirked in her face before dropping her down and taking one last shot across the back of that knee with the end of the pipe bringing it straight down. Dropping the pipe next to Cynthia's laid out form Kelsia got up and smirked, while looking to the camera.::

 

Kelsia:  "Alexa, you attacked me in my home. I took out your little informant. Next...it’s going to be you."

 

::She walked away in the direction Robin had skipped off in and that smirk never left her face. Cynthia however had curled up with one arm cradling her injured knee and the other holding the back of her head where Kelsia had hit her with the pipe as well, seeing blood on her fingers when she held them up in front of her face.  The vicious look that came over her face blended well with the pain she was feeling and she shouted after Kelsia.::

 

Cynthia:  "KELSIA!  Vouz baisent chienne this ISN'T OVER!"

 

::The shot turned back to Mitchell and Jones at the announce table and once more... they were in awe of what was going on.::

 

RJ: “That was just uncalled for!”

MS: “What, and Cynthia giving information to Alexa so that that crazy woman could attack Kelsia and her family in her own home wasn’t?”

RJ: “Oh, the same family Kelsia and Black Dawn decimated last week?  It’s called karma, Mitchell.”

MS: “It’s called you being full of crap.”