Post by SinclairGodfrey on Jul 26, 2021 22:05:39 GMT -5
Sinclair Godfrey smirked at the camera, and then her hands lifted to mock clappingly. She whistled and laughed, and then shrugged as she fell silent as she leaned back in the battered wingback chair in the empty room of the fading Victorian she called home. She shook her head, fingers tapping against the arm of her chair before she leaned forward. 'Andi Snow! Congratulations on beating--'
She shrugged, settling back again. '--I don't even remember who it was.'
A snort of laughter, and Sinclair reached over to pick up a small porcelain cup which she sipped tea from. She held the cup in her hand, a pinky extended as she thought for a moment. Another sip taken, and she balanced the cup on a saucer as she continued. 'But Andi much to the dismay of you and your twin? You haven't actually beaten anyone worth beating! You basically beat as Donzig would say?'
A pause, and Sinclair thought it over before sitting her cup aside. And her fingers lifted, making air quotes as she spoke.
'The Great Value version of Andi Snow.'
A shrug as it was clear that the Lady Godfrey, Baroness of the KGB didn't shop at Wal-mart. But of course, the legendarily cheap Donzig would. Sinclair inclined her head, reclining once more as her legs crossed, and her booted foot swung as she tilted her head. 'But Andi, I have beaten someone. I have beaten Isabel Rios everytime I faced her but once, I have beaten Commandrix. And all you have beaten is--'
A shrug, and Sinclair thought. '--A nobody?'
The Baroness slid to her feet, and she started to stalk back and forth. Her long coat swirling around her as she paced back and forth, and she frowned as a hand lifted to smooth her hair back before she glared at the camera. 'You packed a bag for your opponent so they could leave NPW? I hope your sister packs you a bag for the hospital, Andi. Because I am trying very hard to not take your actions personally, but you dared to insult the Children of the Fall. You mocked the Herald of Oblivion, and for that? You must be punished.'
Sinclair shrugged, and clasped her hands before her. Leaning down slightly as though she was speaking to a child, her eyes narrowed. 'What that means Andi Snow? Is that you are about to learn your place.'
She shrugged, settling back again. '--I don't even remember who it was.'
A snort of laughter, and Sinclair reached over to pick up a small porcelain cup which she sipped tea from. She held the cup in her hand, a pinky extended as she thought for a moment. Another sip taken, and she balanced the cup on a saucer as she continued. 'But Andi much to the dismay of you and your twin? You haven't actually beaten anyone worth beating! You basically beat as Donzig would say?'
A pause, and Sinclair thought it over before sitting her cup aside. And her fingers lifted, making air quotes as she spoke.
'The Great Value version of Andi Snow.'
A shrug as it was clear that the Lady Godfrey, Baroness of the KGB didn't shop at Wal-mart. But of course, the legendarily cheap Donzig would. Sinclair inclined her head, reclining once more as her legs crossed, and her booted foot swung as she tilted her head. 'But Andi, I have beaten someone. I have beaten Isabel Rios everytime I faced her but once, I have beaten Commandrix. And all you have beaten is--'
A shrug, and Sinclair thought. '--A nobody?'
The Baroness slid to her feet, and she started to stalk back and forth. Her long coat swirling around her as she paced back and forth, and she frowned as a hand lifted to smooth her hair back before she glared at the camera. 'You packed a bag for your opponent so they could leave NPW? I hope your sister packs you a bag for the hospital, Andi. Because I am trying very hard to not take your actions personally, but you dared to insult the Children of the Fall. You mocked the Herald of Oblivion, and for that? You must be punished.'
Sinclair shrugged, and clasped her hands before her. Leaning down slightly as though she was speaking to a child, her eyes narrowed. 'What that means Andi Snow? Is that you are about to learn your place.'
