::The camera returns its attention to the locker rooms.  In her ring gear and exiting from hers and Ashley’s locker room, Cynthia Cross looked ready for anything, near the curtain area before the match with Foxy Foxy and Aurelei Jamison, she had a smile on her face that was just this side of naughty at something she'd said to someone just out of the range of the camera, and she turned to see if her partner was coming.  From another viewpoint it was clearly shown that heading in that direction was also none other than Kelsia Vector, cell phone in hand and relaxed looking, her focus on whoever was on the phone with her.::
 
Kelsia: "I just hope to be able to get time off soon to join you. Talk to you tonight. Bye." 
 
 ::The two viewpoints converged as Kelsia drew close to where Cynthia was standing and waiting for her partner Ashley Davis, and Cynthia's pretty accented tone was darn near cutting when she spoke.::
 
Cynthia: "Well if'n it isn't th' Chienne of Chiennes herself. Kelsia...don' think I forgot about ya. I'mma let 'lexa Rose beat the piss n' vinegar out o' you tonight...but your time, it'll come."
 
Kelsia: "If it is not the littlest Cross and her new beau? You know Cross. I have heard what you had to say this week. No worries. After I am done with Alexa I plan on finishing you off. I told you...don't come back, or it will get worse."
 
::Cynthia would be not too far from "Cowboy" Shane Brooks at this time, as he would be escorting Foxy Foxy down to the ring, having met them on their way from the locker rooms, though he would let Cynthia fight her own verbal battles unless Kelsia brought him into it...and of course Ashley Davis was coming down the hall, the Golden Goddess of ACW having a slightly...murderous...look on her usually happy face. She was the only one so far not to have gotten her own 'pay-back' on Kelsia for what she had done to her tag team partner.::
 
Ashley: "You know Ms. Vector... You talk a lot but there is not as much action. How about keeping those threats to yourself because we have all seen that you can't put your money where your mouth is."

 

::Ashley looked over to Cynthia and Shane, as if she were simply bored with the presence of Kelsia Vector.:: 

Ashley:  "I believe that's us they are calling out." 

::Ashley looked back to Kelsia, those gorgeous eyes of hers narrowed and serious.:: 
"Good luck out there. Would hate to see Alexa take you apart and leave nothing for Foxy Foxy to feast on."
 
Cynthia: "Come on, our match wit' La Mort de Dame next. This here chienne, she can take her crazy -censored- out of here on her own...and Kelsia... Momma Cross, she said 'Hello', non? Never say I ain't one to pass a message."

::The combined laughter of Foxy Foxy rang out in the hallway, leaving Kelsia fuming and glaring at the ladies as they were escorted by Shane Brooks to the curtain and then on out to the ring.  While Kelsia continues to stare hotly after the entourage as they make their way to the entryway, she fails to notice the presence of the woman Cynthia refers to as La Mort de Dame right behind her.  As if feeling the hairs on the back of her neck pricking up, she turns around, and finds herself eye-to-white-eye with Aurelei herself who is apparently attempting to stare a hole right through the number-one contender.::

Aurelei: "You're nothing but hot air, empty threats and false psychosis, Vector.  I advise you to pay attention to the forthcoming match...for two important reasons."

::When Kelsia turns her haughty glare on Lady Death, Aura's reaction is a chilling, tainted smile.::

Kelsia: "Oh you do, do you?  And what reasons would those be, hm?"

 

Aurelei: "Because, for one, I'm going to teach you how to hurt someone properly...a lesson you're in dire need of learning if you ever expect your thick lips back up your oversized ass.  And the second..."

::Aurelei steps in closely, all at once putting a hand around Kelsia's neck and shoving her back into the painted concrete wall, her blue-painted lips only a breath away from Hot Chocolate's ear.  The poisoned, ambrosia-like tone of Jamison is enough to make a person's skin crawl...even a fearless woman like Kelsia Vector.::

Aurelei: "...is that the pain, blood and screaming you see me call forth in that ring tonight will be your future if you dare wrest my Women's Championship from that useless shell Alexa Rose."

 

::The black-clad Mistress of Destruction continues softly, continuing to invade Kelsia's personal space.::

Aurelei: "I don't play games like you and Alexa do...not anymore.  There won't be Poppet-this and innuendo-that.  I'll come for you as Death itself...unavoidable, inescapable...and all you'll be able to do is pray that you get to go somewhere nice when I’m done with you."

::Letting the tip of her tongue slip out and lap at the lobe of Kelsia's ear, Aurelei steps back and licks her lips in an appealing twisted manner.::

Aurelei: "Ah, the taste of fear..."

 

Kelsia: "You think I'm scared of you?  I'm immune to your mind games, Aurelei.  Walk around here like some goosed-up Elvira-clone if you want, but you're not going to intimidate me."

::She stands defiantly, but her outburst is met with a cold smirk from the former Phoenix, who shakes her head slowly as she turns her back on Vector and heads down the hall.::

Aurelei: "Good...keep on thinking that, Kelsia.  Blood heated by adrenaline is much sweeter than blood chilled by fear.  I'll be watching you."

::Rounding the corner, she left a fuming Kelsia alone...and the number-one contender stormed off in a huff moments later.  The scene shifts to the ring after Kelsia leaves, focusing on Heather Lee who stands ready to announce the next contest.::