PROMO: I'll Be Watching You...

[King Cucaracha 0]

*diddle-do-do diddle-do-do diddle-do-doooooooo*

 

"Aw...I'm gonna take this outside."

 

 

*diddle-do-do diddle-do-do diddle-do-doooooooo*

 

"What...is it your Mom again Card?"

 

"Probably..."

 

*diddle-do-do diddle-do-do diddle-do-doooooooo*

 

"I'm...I'm gonna take this outside."

 

 

Leaving the TOP-SECRET~! Chris Card Enterprises training facility, Card steps out into an empty hallway with his cellphone in his hand...as the camera capturing all this is noticably moving, presumably to stay out of sight. Again, the pale white complexion on his face would indicate Chris is not too happy about being called. But all the same, after checking the hallway is all clear, Card answers the call.

 

"Card here."

 

"Well, I did assume that. Listen...I'm a little worried about something."

 

"Hmm..."

 

"What's the situation with the kid right now?"

 

"Well, the same as usual."

 

"...specifically..."

 

"He's looking at his reflection in the ICTV Title belt, looking up every now and then to flirt with Megan or leer down Natasha's top. Specific enough?"

 

"What is this I hear about a match with Ace Lezaire?"

 

"Uhm...well, it's Maddix versus Lezaire at Lockdown. Is that what you mean?"

 

"Yes, obviously. Infact I have the card right here and do you know what that match is saying to me Card? It's saying to me 'progression'. It's saying to me 'big opportunities'. It's saying to me...future World Title shot."

 

Card gulps noticeably as he looks through a small window the door, checking to see what Maddix is up to.

 

"And you know what that is saying to me..."

 

"Well...what can I do? The match is already made. I can't just ask for it to be cancelled and even so...it's no shoe-in. Ace Lezaire is a good wrestle..."

 

"I don't work on prospectives Chris. It's not good business. I work on gambles...but only ones where the odds are in my favour. You're supposed to be the guy in charge of that so I want you to do something about it and I want you to do it soon. Understand?"

 

"Ye...yes...yes, I understand. But...wha..."

 

"What did I just say Card. This isn't my job, it's yours. I'm not asking much. Just talk to Zenon about the match and add in a few odds changers."

 

"Odds changers?"

 

"Do I have to do this all myself!?! Look...here's what I want. Make sure the kid doesn't do anything to jeopardise anything we're setting out to do. What you do about it is up to you but just make sure the belt stays on his waist...and his heads stay OUT of the clouds! Do you understand?"

 

"..."

 

"Chris?"

 

"Submissions Match."

 

"Pardon..."

 

"A Submissions Match. It's perfect. Would Zenon go for that?"

 

"You see Chris...it's thinking like THAT consolidating your job. I'm sure Zenon'll go for it if you put the big sell on it..."

 

"Right. I'll get right on it..."

 

"Chris...he doesn't suspect, right?"

 

"Don't worry...he's totally oblivious."

 

"Keep it that way..."

 

And with that the voice on the other end of the phone is replaced by a shrill dialing tone. With a nervous smile Card snaps the cellphone shut and takes another quick look around the hallway before taking a deep breath and re-entering the training facility...as the camera begins to move back into a better view, before finally fading out...

[Toxxic 0]

What? Is that dastard Chris Card not working entirely for Landon's benefit!? The rascal! Fie, I cry, fie! Then again, Landon is a dastard too, so double fie!

 

I dunno. Sometimes you've just gotta go Medieaval

 

But hey, nice promo, and we're certainly getting some INTRIGUE~ developing nicely.

[Guest Tonights Highlite]

"I don't work on prospectives Chris. It's not good business. I work on gambles...but only ones where the odds are in my favour.

Me thinks this is a hint of who is backing Chris and Landon

[Guest Suicide King]

Seems prudent that I should respond here. I can honestly say that I have no idea what is going on, which would seem to rule me out.