L.A.W. - League of Anime Wrestling

Now this was interesting. An interview based on roleplay, doubling as a film project. When

first spoke to Sue Bailey, via email, the original intention was something simple. Run-of-the-mill. But as they spoke more, especially after the topic of Morasanu Productions had come up, their plans changed.

Eventually, they'd come up with something that Eveline Morasanu-Levesque wanted to go back home for. All the way back to the famous

, her father's gift to her and

when they joined hands in marriage.

Despite doing so well as Ionia, Serina lacked confidence in her acting ability, originally being intent on sitting this and any other projects out. But Eveline was persistent. She wanted to make at least one film, whether feature or short length, where she would appear, and would manage to talk her into playing a small role as a maid. That position of servitude wouldn't be far removed from what she does normally when they're alone, Eveline would mention, so the blonde wouldn't have to dig too deep to get into character.

The Romanian native would also handle the details of Sue's flight. And the workers that would normally be present in the castle would be given the night off when the time came for the shoot, in order to better create an isolating atmosphere. The jig was already up -- Sue knew full well that Lacramioara Albescu and Ionia were nothing more than characters -- but there would still be an audience to entertain. Speaking of which, Eveline would make sure that there were a few cameras outside taking shots of the scenery. Forces had conspired to present the perfect opening ambience: It was literally a dark and stormy night, complete with fog. Bran Castle had been very well-maintained -- it was her beloved childhood home, after all -- but after "Bram Stoker's Dracula" had been filmed, there would be nothing to keep it from looking like the final resting place of the foolhardy traveler to the public eye. Foreboding, ready to swallow you whole.

The cameras were already rolling. Sue was mere minutes away. Lacramioara was ready and waiting in the dining hall, and the maid stood near the front door, waiting for their guest's knock.

Susan's looks

A very unusual sight made it through the mountain passes of the Carpathians. Slithering through the narrow roads was an old-style carriage pulled by two black horses. Inside rested comfortably Susan Bailey, one of the latest additions to the LAW roster that acted not only as a wrestler but as some sort of ambassador, making interviews and interacting with the talent that dwelved into the lewdest parts of the federation. Despite the old-fashion means of transport the carriage was luxurious and comfortable on the inside. Sue had arrived to the Carpathians region the previous day, spending the night in a simple but cozy rural hotel in a small village in the mountains.

When the carriage arrived to get Susan at her hotel it quickly became the talk of town since that was a pretty unusual sight. Some even looked at the family crest decorating the doors with a mix of reverence and what seemed like respectful fear. The carriage’s driver was a tall figure so buried in heavy clothing to protect themselves from the harsh mountain wind that even their face was covered. They didn’t talk to Susan when she greeted them, but they were respectful towards their lady’s guest and helped her get her suitcase in the carriage.

Despite the long road journey it was difficult for Susan to get bored since the vistas were incredible. She always enjoyed the mountain view and there, lost in the middle of Central Europe everything had a tint of adventure that excited the blonde who had never been in that country. On top of some ridges rested her destination: Castle Bran, or as mostly everyone knew it, Castle Dracula. The castle looked beautiful at the light of dusk and had a pretty imposing presence since no matter how sinuous the road was the castle was always in sight, as if it was the edifice the one making a vigilant watch on top of its mountain.

The sun was finally hiding behind the mountains and Susan felt a shudder of tension when she thought about the slithering roads and the lack of light, but the driver had guided the carriage with expertise so far, so the blonde interviewer rested against her seat and reviewed her duties for the night. Not everyday got one an invitation for dinner inside a castle by a Romanian aristocrat, even less times that aristocrat is a renowned LAW employee, so that made an unique opportunity for Susan to showcase in what can be a once in a lifetime interview. Sue got a little distracted looking at the trees surrounding the road, the impending darkness consuming her view. Was that sound a wolf? Surely it was just Sue’s mind playing games.

Finally the castle became a sight too big to fit through the window, signalling that they were arriving. The carriage stopped for a second and with a creak the old but sturdy iron door opened and the carriage made it inside the castle’s premise. Some instants later the vehicle finally stopped inside a patio and in front of the main door to the castle. The driver opened the door without a word and Susan thanked them while stepping down the carriage, her legs a little wobbly because of the carriage’s clatter. Finally back on her feet, Susan looked up at the imposing figure of that mythical castle, casting its enormous shadow over her as if it was forcing dominance on everyone looking. With a shudder and dismissing those grim thoughts, Susan walked towards the main door and used the big dark bronze knocker to make her presence outside known. At that very instant, with the sound of Sue’s knocking on the door, the last ray of sunlight dimmed as the sun hid behind the mountains, leaving the castle in darkness.