Tell Me Why (Feat. Alix Jacques and Nathalie Christiaens)

[DSX93]

Alix Jacques

Her Office

"Oh no."

The afternoon had been good. Another list of promising prospects had crossed her desk, and all had been signed thus far. Alix was even beginning to figure out what to do with them already. Yutani Oshima? Set her up with Dizzy. She had one Elvira Velour asking for her too after catching that first match against Lacramioara. That girl's gonna swear it's Christmas. Dalia Nadeen Mahmoud? Get that woman in some oil, stat!

Renee Barnier's done some cosplay as a deadly assassin. Maybe she could get her to do something with Starboy. Beatrix Reynolds? That was a particularly sensitive one. She actually had a name in mind for a match with her: Asp. But she's been a hard woman to reach.

Alix was looking forward to seeing what that last name was. The slam dunk. The cherry on top, she was sure!

And then she saw it. Nathalie Christiaens. After she'd spoken to her sister, she was eager to have a conversation with her too. Maybe do a "brothers vs sisters" series of matches with her being booked against King D since Arlise had taken on Black Severin. But she didn't like what she was finding when she took a look into the Sapphire Stunner's background. And it wasn't just hearsay. She wouldn't have made a call to cancel that contact order if it was.

But the memo had been missed, and the meeting had been arranged. Alix sighed and waited for the knock at her door. This probably wasn't going to be a pleasant conversation.

[Winter]

Nathalie Christiaens could swear she smelled sex on everything.

Her mouth twisted with derision. While she could assign part of the scent on the expectation that a pornographic actress' office and the surrounding rooms smelled like sex, she refused to believe that she imagined it all. One might claim she had no reason to care considering she worked for LAW, a company built around sex and sexuality, Nat could somehow separate "adult actress" from "erotic wrestler" in her mind well enough to place her own status on a pedestal while imagining that someone had bent Alix Jacques over every piece of furniture in the building.

She shook it off as she neared the woman's door. Whatever her standing on "porn stars" in general, this one at least knew her business well enough to have, well, promoted her own. For all her aversion to any and all porn-related titles, she respected people who found power and success, and it sounded as if Alix had done precisely that. Nat even forgave her for the act of mistaking Arlise with someone worth employing.

Nat did not consider herself a "hentai-style" wrestler by any means - types like Alix and her sister surely opened their legs plenty to make up for Nat's restraint - but After Dark seemed to cater to all types willing to put on a little show to emphasize their wrestling. And if they sought someone like Arlise with her naivety, they would long for someone with Nat's spunk. The opportunity seemed to fit, and she wanted to sink in her talons. She had even dressed up a touch more than she would have for any other meeting - she didn't typically care to bother impressing stuffy suits behind desks, but a fresh manicure, pedicure, and clothes after her long weeks settling into Japan had her feeling fresh and set to impress.

Her heels announced her arrival before she had even knocked, but she rapped on the door a few times anyway.

Nat

Attire

[DSX93]

It wasn't often that Alix had to fake a smile. She certainly had her days: The long photoshoot that stretched on for hours, requiring her to maintain the look of a vixen when all she wanted to do was go home and sleep. Playing the part of a cheating girlfriend in a scene the day after a college girlfriend had cheated on her. Sitting down for a scheduled interview for the Erotic Combat Club's website just minutes after a confrontation with Raven -- a bullying newcomer -- that almost came to blows.

But that's what the business calls for sometimes; there's a reason why they're called models and actresses. And she'd learn to do it well on those occasions. Never has she had to fake it in a scene or a match, however. A fact that she found pride in being able to state. It was a large part of why her popularity grew to the level it did. One of the primary factors in getting awards in her hands.

When Alix opened the door to greet Nathalie, she was looking every bit as radiant as she normally does, greeting her with the same smile and handshake that everybody else was met with. "Hello! Nice to meet you, Nathalie! I'm Alix." She stepped aside to let her in, gesturing towards the cloudlike couches that adorned the homey setting. "Come right on in! Get comfy."

Shut the door, take a seat across from her, and the usual "How are you today?" Since she's here, Alix wanted to at least try. She hoped that something would be said or done that would make her feel that she's wrong on this.