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Kissed by a Rose, Part 3 - James Raven - 05-26-2017 I feel like I've just been called to the principles office. I'm 27 years old and I have a 6 year old son, I own multiple businesses, and here I am sitting in some legal beagles leather chair and trying not to sweat as he pushes his wire rimmed glasses up his nose and grills me from across the desk. He said his name is Kevin. Fuck Kevin. KEVIN: Start at the beginning, James. RAVEN: Excuse me? KEVIN: We both know why you're here. Start at the beginning, and tell me what happened. I'd guess this guy is no older than 24, and his arms are crossed sternly across his sunken chest as he tries to ignore the fact that I could literally snap him in two. I drop my head and rub the inside corner of my eyes with my index fingers, but I don't answer him. KEVIN: Do you need me to break it all down for you James, really? RAVEN: Yeah, I guess so. KEVIN: Fine, for starters; ROSE SMITH?! Do you have any idea how furious Peter Gilmour is right now? RAVEN: I don't know what you're talking about. KEVIN: Excuse me? Rose Smith?! You've been talking about her for days! RAVEN: Yeah, sure, but I can talk about whatever I want, right? That's the whole point of the promos... KEVIN: Yes. Talk. You can talk about whatever you want. You can't search out peoples ex-girlfriends when they have exclusive on-camera contracts and- RAVEN: I didn't use her on camera. He stares at me, taken aback. It takes him a moment to recover before he can continue. KEVIN: James, don't play stupid. You used Peter's ex in your promos, and now he's furious- RAVEN: Good. I'm glad he's furious. That was the point of all of this. With that said, I never used her on camera. Watch the first promo again, it cuts out right after I answer the phone, agreed? KEVIN: Well, yeah... RAVEN: Great. On to promo two, you never saw her face did you? In a single frame of that video, did you EVER see her face? KEVIN: Well, no, you recorded it from under a bed. RAVEN: Actually, a dresser. If you never saw her face you can't prove it was even her. Gilmour can be pissed if he wants, he can't do anything about it. KEVIN: So it was an imposter? An actress or something? I don't answer. I gave him as much as I needed to, I'm not doing his job for him. He can figure out exactly how to spin it to his bosses and get Gilmour off their asses. KEVIN: Well, going forward we'd prefer you avoid such controversial acts in your promos, OK? RAVEN: No offense, Kevin, but I'm a multiple time Universal champion. You're a fucking lawyer. Don't tell me how to do my job, m'kay? Is there something else on the docket or were you just hoping to get me to bite the bullet and apologize to Peter? He looks down at the printout in front of him on his desk, and adjusts his wire glasses once more. KEVIN: Well, what can you tell me about the crashing of the XWF website? RAVEN: That it was inconvenient. Next time you guys bring someone of my status back, back sure your servers can handle it. KEVIN: So you take responsibility? RAVEN: Do you? Why does everyone keep blaming me for this? I did my fucking job! I got people talking about the XWF around the world. TMZ covered me and Rose Smith, SI.com, Page 6... casual fans that don't give a fuck about High Stakes flooded the website because JAMES FUCKING RAVEN was back, and you guys weren't ready. I win matches, and I make people money. What the fuck do you guys do? Next topic. KEVIN: It's not that simp- RAVEN: Next topic, Kevin. I put out the best promos in the company this week, and your servers sucked. The end. I didn't hack the website. KEVIN: Actually, it's interesting you should say that. I roll my eyes and throw my hands up in the air. It's exhausting dealing with other people sometimes. RAVEN: Is it? Is it interesting Kevin? KEVIN: Let's talk about the videos. RAVEN: My promos? Isn't that what the fuck we've been talking about? KEVIN: No, the three videos that appeared on the XWF website after it was restored from the crash, then got deleted... "mysteriously". The IT department is fairly confident they originated from an IP address registered to HILITE Fighting Club in Toronto. That's your gym right? Shit. Dustin had assured me those videos wouldn't be traced back to us. I wanted the headlines to be mysterious, like the old days. Not "Raven Trolls Fans". Kevin smiles, he knows he's got me. He grins and stands up behind his desk, walking around to lean on the front condescendingly. KEVIN: Yeah, that's what I thought. I'm going to nail you to the wall. You waltz in here and demand everyone treat you like a legend, thinking you can do whatever you want with no consequences. RAVEN: Is this a joke? KEVIN: Nope. This is serious. Deathly serious. Peter Gilmour is the foundation of this company, you've been gone for five years. I'm Team Gilmour. RAVEN: Shit, I didn't see the team cameltoe until now, but there it is... KEVIN: You're fired, James. Wait until I tell Vinny Lane what I've found. He'll promote me, he'll give me a huge bonus... Kevin circles back around his desk and takes his seat, reaching for his phone. He begins to dial the number, eyeing me as I look down and examine my nails. He pauses, my lack of concern setting off alarm bells in his head. KEVIN: What? RAVEN: I wouldn't call Vinny Lane if I were you. Haven't you been watching the shows lately? Vinny's my boy, and knows he can't let me go until I beat the Kings... I'm bulletproof. Do you really think you're getting rewarded for harrassing the golden boy? You'll be in the unemployment line by tomorrow morning. KEVIN: ... shit. RAVEN: Yeah, sucks to be you. Here's what we're going to do. You're going to put that phone down and leave Vinny Lane alone. You're going to tell Peter Gilmour to suck it up because I didn't break any rules. You're going to thank your lucky stars I'm driving the traffic that I am to the website, and do everything in your power to encourage your IT department to ramp up for more. You're going to let me get the fuck out of this office, and get back to what I do best... any questions? I stand up and make my way to the office door, but his meek voice stops me. KEVIN: Yeah... who's the third man at High Stakes? RAVEN: Your mom. I step out of the office and slam the door behind me. Promos are done. Time to go to work. FADE TO BLACK