Doing It With Dignity

[LJ Summers]

Doing It With Dignity
FGA Vertigo RP

The scene fades in on a shot of a dusty old gym. A small banner hanging on a wall proclaims it as the Southern Star Gym, but it’s currently mostly empty. Their is some early morning light coming through a couple of windows, showing the worn down boxing ring in the center of the floor, and some weight lifting benches, exercise bikes, and treadmills in the adjoining room, but the only sound currently coming from the gym is a thumping sound and as the camera pans around we see a tall blond man thumping away at a heavy bag. He has on a tanktop and tracksuit pants, and his long hair is tied back in a ponytail. This man is LJ Summers. Summers slams a few more punches into the bag, keeping his hands raised as he circles the bag slowly. He seems focused and, judging from the sweat currently dripping over his tank-top, seems to have been at it for a while now. Summers is so focused that he misses the creaking sound of the front door being opened, and the clacking of heels walking over the wooden floor. Slowly a long legged blonde walks into the shot behind LJ. Wearing tattered jeans and a white singlet, and with her arms showing a large amount of tattoos, this woman is Skyla La Lo. Reaching up she presses her hand to LJ’s shoulder, and the startled ANZAC Warrior responds by turning and having his fist half flying before stopping himself as he takes in the Tattooed Princess in front of him.

Bloody Hell Skyla. You startled me. I never even heard you come in.

I got that impression when you tried to take my head off.

Her words seem worried, but the jovial tone that they are said in and the smile on Skyla’s face, are all the evidence needed to know she wasn’t actually worried. LJ grins at her and then slips a still gloved hand behind the beautiful blonde to her lower back, pulling her in and giving her a soft kiss. Skyla is all smiles as her arms slip around LJ’s neck and she kisses him back. She still remembered the day LJ had come to her little island and flipped her life upside down. One day she had just been enjoying living on the island, doing what her father and brothers wanted, and the next LJ had arrived out of nowhere and offered to show her the world. And she hadn’t regretted her choice for an instant. Breaking the kiss, her eyes slip up to stare into the Aussie’s own deep blue orbs and grinned.

You’ve been going at it pretty hard this week. I’d almost forgotten what my handsome knight looked like.

Debut match for FGA. Want to make sure I leave a good impression. And that means going at it harder and getting myself more ready.

Skyla nods and LJ grins and kisses her softly again, a small sigh escaping him as he rests his forehead on hers. After a moment Skyla smiles and slips back out of LJ’s grip, turning towards the ring and the small bag she had left on the edge. Reaching in she pulled out two coffees, and handed one to LJ who sighed happily.

Oh sweet sweet caffeine. Where have you been all my life?

I figured you had been going so hard you forgot to eat too. Didn’t you?

LJ pauses with the coffee halfway to his lips, his eyes slowly widening as a loud grumbling noise broke the silence, and Skyla laughed a little before reaching into the bag and pulling out a small plate covered with aluminum foil. Handing it to LJ, Skyla is all smiles as her man’s eyes go wide and she nods.

You’re welcome. Now go eat your food while I set up the camera. Your Vertigo match is coming up and your contract was pretty clear on your promo duties.

I need to rant about a guy I’ve never even heard of?

Pretty much. Now go eat then get yourself cleaned up.

What would I do without you, Princess?

Starve to death, no doubt.

LJ laughs at that, and with the food in one hand and the coffee in the other, he leans in to kiss her cheek softly before dashing off to eat and get ready. Skyla watches him go and steps away, headed for her car and the video camera and tripod inside it……

******

A little while later the scene fades back in, and LJ is looking refreshed. Wearing a plain collared shirt, his biceps bulging against the hem of his sleeves. LJ has a mile wide smile on his face as he stares at the camera, taking a moment to gather his thoughts and then speaking.

“G’Day FGA! For those of you that do not know, my name is LJ Summers and don’t adjust ya speakers, cause that is definitely an accent you are hearing. I come from the Land Down Under, or as you yanks like to call it, the place Hugh Jackman came from. Your welcome, by the way. Cause Hugh is a fucking legend. That’s something we can ALL agree on.”

“Now, I can stand here and tell you just how great Hugh is for hours on end. Seriously, I can. Prestige. Swordfish. WOLVERINE! Have you seen that Tony’s thing with him and Neil Patrick Harris? You haven’t? What the heck are you waiting for. Go! Watch! I’ll wai----Ahhhh….according to my camerawoman, I’m not allowed to wait. But you go watch and you can come right on back, okay? Ya ain’t gonna miss much.”

“ALRIGHT, for the few of you still here, lets get onto the business at hand shall we? JD ANTON. I….uhhh…..thats all I got. You’re JD Anton. Uhhh…..you suck? Wait, no. Thats….that just seems rude. And really, if you do suck, thats your own business. No judgment from me. I’m not going to make a plebiscite over it. Each to their own right? Besides, why can’t fags be just as miserable in marriage as the rest of us?” “LJ!” “Right. Sorry. I meant Heterosexually Challenged. Totally my bad there. Sorry.” “Just get back onto Anton, LJ.” “Why? I’m not a fag.”

An exasperated sigh comes from behind the camera, and then the camera is tilted downwards and a moment later a loud thwack and a loud yell can be heard. A few moments later the camera tilts back up to show LJ rubbing at the back of his head, eyes flicking from the camera screen to just over it and then back slowly.

“Right. JD Anton. Listen….I don’t know you. And I can bet you don’t know me. You might have done a little research. Might have looked up my name. Might have even googled me. But not in a gay way, right? Just googl---Yeah okay. Cause those pictures were a long time ago, and I needed the mon-----ANYWAY as I was saying, neither of us really knows what we’re in for this week. But I can promise you one thing JD. This week at Vertigo, you’re going to be spending more time with your legs in the air then Kim Kardashian in front of a video camera. Seriously. I’m going to be tossing you around like my own personal little rag doll. Going to be glorious. So very very glorious.”

“So JD…..and seriously, how fitting a name is that? I always hated that whiny little bitch in Scrubs. FOR FUCKS SAKE YOU ARE A DOCTOR! GROW THE FUCK UP! And God dammit Cox, hug that sonofabitch once in awhile would you! And Janitor….No, no I actually liked Janitor. KNIFE WREEEEENCH! Also, the amount of NASTY things I would’ve done to Ell---” “Do I need to hit you again, LJ?” “Would you please? I really liked it.” [There’s a brief pause as LJ stares over the top of the camera and then a soft giggle can be heard and LJ turns to the camera and winks] “See, gotta know how to control your…..OH! HEY! YEAH! JD Anton! You are a BITCH! That is perfect! I bet I can make you bark and everything this week. Because this week you are in the ring with me! With L! J! Summers! And I promise you JD Bitch Boy, you are gonna go DOWN!”

“Just like a fag would?” “Well that’s just rude, Skyla. Honestly. Why do you have to be so insensitive? Gay people have feelings too, ya know. Sheesh.” “I didn----I mea----” “Tut Tut! The damage is done now. Just let me finish with some dignity.” “So not all over his face?”

LJ stares at the camera in complete shock for a few moments and then bursts out laughing and walks away from the shot, the camera staying on the blank wall for a long few moments and then cutting out at the sound of the happy couple laughing together.