Post by Queens of Absolution on Dec 30, 2023 18:00:52 GMT -6
"The Founder's Floor"
AI Generated Imagery
“So this is the girl with the skin as white as snow; the raven haired beauty that is the founder of the Queens,” Natalie Dormer said under her breath believing Snow hadn’t heard her. “She and Krysten Ritter could be sisters” she said about the beauty who due to her 5’11” stature, wasn’t often mistaken for Ritter except in glances and passings. But the genetics of the two was not why she had been called to the Founder’s Floor - the highest level of Queens Complex. No, she was on the Founder’s Floor for all more important reasons.
Tracing Natalie’s cheek and cusping her chin, Snow leaned in to whisper into Natalie’s left ear. “We play a grand zero sum game with the other stables of the FCBA and I need you to ensure they are entertaining by our rules.” There faces so close the hair of each girl made contact with each other’s cheeks.
“Is that why you left that note for Femme Fight Club?” Natalie asked Snow inquisitively.
Snow pulled back letting Natalie go and smiled as she turned towards a hallway before turning back. “No, I just wanted to get under Ellie and that damn Mouse’s skin.”
Natalie glanced at the photos from the incident that the paparazzi took. Ellie Thumann didn’t look all too pleased by the contents of the note - whatever that may have been.
“If Ellie or that Mouse chooses to disclose the contents of that note it will be the highlight of the year. Sometimes you need a mousetrap to get a mouse to do what you want,” Snow said calculating.
“What of the other stables next year,” Natalie inquired.
“I don’t think we’ll have to worry about them. Most are inclined to infighting and just need a little nudge in the right direction. It will make great entertainment that the Queens are known for and for our roster - that is, if you use your platform to… help things a long,” Snow hinted.
“Moving things a long is what I do or should we revisit Chopra?” Dormer stated.
It was true, Natalie had been using her platform to push an agenda but now that agenda will be Snow’s and thus the Queens true agenda. But what laid ahead? That was only something that one woman truly knew - Snow herself.
“2024 is ours. Natalie, you are one part of a much larger plan. Don’t falter… we gave you a new lease on your career - I would hate to see it snuffed out,” Snow stated coldly.
Natalie turned for the elevator, pressing the button to go down.
“Oh, Natalie, send Amy and Zooey up here when you go down. We have stables to turn into entertainment for the fans of the Queens,” Snow ended.
A chill went down Natalie’s spine, her heart pounding as she entered the elevator that had arrived wondering what exactly the raven haired beauty meant. One thing was for certain to Natalie, Snow was an enigma wrapped in a mystery tied to a raven haired woman with skin as white as snow.
AI Generated Imagery
“So this is the girl with the skin as white as snow; the raven haired beauty that is the founder of the Queens,” Natalie Dormer said under her breath believing Snow hadn’t heard her. “She and Krysten Ritter could be sisters” she said about the beauty who due to her 5’11” stature, wasn’t often mistaken for Ritter except in glances and passings. But the genetics of the two was not why she had been called to the Founder’s Floor - the highest level of Queens Complex. No, she was on the Founder’s Floor for all more important reasons.
Tracing Natalie’s cheek and cusping her chin, Snow leaned in to whisper into Natalie’s left ear. “We play a grand zero sum game with the other stables of the FCBA and I need you to ensure they are entertaining by our rules.” There faces so close the hair of each girl made contact with each other’s cheeks.
“Is that why you left that note for Femme Fight Club?” Natalie asked Snow inquisitively.
Snow pulled back letting Natalie go and smiled as she turned towards a hallway before turning back. “No, I just wanted to get under Ellie and that damn Mouse’s skin.”
Natalie glanced at the photos from the incident that the paparazzi took. Ellie Thumann didn’t look all too pleased by the contents of the note - whatever that may have been.
“If Ellie or that Mouse chooses to disclose the contents of that note it will be the highlight of the year. Sometimes you need a mousetrap to get a mouse to do what you want,” Snow said calculating.
“What of the other stables next year,” Natalie inquired.
“I don’t think we’ll have to worry about them. Most are inclined to infighting and just need a little nudge in the right direction. It will make great entertainment that the Queens are known for and for our roster - that is, if you use your platform to… help things a long,” Snow hinted.
“Moving things a long is what I do or should we revisit Chopra?” Dormer stated.
It was true, Natalie had been using her platform to push an agenda but now that agenda will be Snow’s and thus the Queens true agenda. But what laid ahead? That was only something that one woman truly knew - Snow herself.
“2024 is ours. Natalie, you are one part of a much larger plan. Don’t falter… we gave you a new lease on your career - I would hate to see it snuffed out,” Snow stated coldly.
Natalie turned for the elevator, pressing the button to go down.
“Oh, Natalie, send Amy and Zooey up here when you go down. We have stables to turn into entertainment for the fans of the Queens,” Snow ended.
A chill went down Natalie’s spine, her heart pounding as she entered the elevator that had arrived wondering what exactly the raven haired beauty meant. One thing was for certain to Natalie, Snow was an enigma wrapped in a mystery tied to a raven haired woman with skin as white as snow.
