Post by Julian Tijerina on Jul 19, 2016 2:10:01 GMT
Tijerina Gardens
Tijerina Residence
Extremadura, Spain
The Tijerina Gardens is filled with a myriad of various flora, most of them of the floral, decorative kind. There are more than one marble walkway from and into the main house, a beautiful palace that is both homely and extravagant. Of these marble walkways, one finds itself hosting a Spanish beauty with a fiery mane, graceful passion emanating from her entire existence. Her features are delicate, her beauty out of this world. Her full attention, however, is on her phone, speaking with someone on the other end, a smile never leaving her magnificent lips.
: "El estará ahí. Él ya ha firmado el contrato, simplemente no hay razón para que no sea allí. Además, él tiene que hacer ahí. Sí. Por supuesto. No se arrepentirá de hacer negocios con él. Usted no va a encontrar a nadie más como él. Él es un talento de clase mundial, después de todo. Se está a la espera de hacer sentir su presencia en su parte del mapa. Contar con él para lograr que más audiencia. Su base de fans es una de las más grandes de todo el mundo. Sí. Seguro. No dude en ponerse en contacto con él en cualquier momento. Fue nuestro placer."
Translation: He will be there. He has already signed the contract, there is simply no reason for him to NOT be there. Besides, he has business being there. Yes. Of course. You will not regret doing business with him. You won't find anyone else like him. He is a world-class talent, after all. He is looking forward to making his presence felt in your part of the map. Count on him to bring you more audience. His fanbase is one of the biggest in the entire world. Yes. Definitely. Feel free to contact him any time. It was our pleasure.
After making sure the person on the other end of the phone ends the call first, the redheaded beauty pockets hers and begins walking towards a circular stone patio with a roof, most of it covered in healthy greenery. She enters to find a circular glass table in the middle of the paved space, filled with all sorts of delicious tapas. Sitting at that same table is none other the inaugural AXN Intercontinental Champion, the one-time NWA World Historic Middleweight Champion, the one-time CMLL World Heavyweight Champion, the three-time IWGP Junior Heavyweight Champion, the one-time AAA Mega Champion, the one-time WWL World Heavyweight Champion, the 2010 Best of the Super Juniors winner, the 2014 Técnico of the Year, the 2015 Lucha Libre World Cup winner, the two-time IWGP Tag Team Champion, the two-time ROH World Tag Team Champion, the 2010 G1 Tag League winner, the 2010 Tag Wars Tournament winner, Mr. AXN, The Venomous Virtuoso, The Spanish Sweetheart, El Guapo, Julian Tijerina. The multi-time world champion gets up from his seat and greets her with open arms, a wide smile on his guapo face.
Julian Tijerina: "María, mi amor! Cómo fue tu baño? Me gustaría preguntarle acerca de su noche, pero los dos sabemos cómo ha ido. Vamos, una vez más, he preparado su favorito: morcilla ibérica! Así, su segundo favorito, creo. O soy yo ya no el primero?"
Translation: Maria, my love! How was your bath? I would ask you about your night, but we both know how it went. Come, again, I've prepared your favorite: Iberian morcilla! Well, your second favorite, I think. Or am I no longer your first?
Julian puts on a sad face, essentially a frown with matching puppy dog eyes. Maria can do nothing else but laugh as she walks towards him for the hug. The pair takes a few seconds to savor the warmth of each other's bodies, as if they had not done the same the entire night before. Maria reaches over Julian's neck and softly plants a kiss on his lips. She moans in ecstasy, like a fat kid who misses his sweets. Gently, she puts a hand on Julian's chest and carefully pushes him an inch from her face.
Maria: "Usted siempre será mi favorito, corazón. Pero tenemos que discutir. Unos días más a partir de ahora, usted estará en Los Ángeles, California, compitiendo contra otros siete guerreros para la Pandora's Box de Gods of War Ladder Match en Guerreros of Lucha's Eternal Lucha..."
Translation: You will always be my favorite, sweetheart. But we have business to discuss. A few days from now, you will be in Los Angeles, California, competing against seven other warriors for the Pandora's Box in the Gods of War Ladder Match at Guerreros of Lucha's Eternal Lucha...
Julian looks her in her eyes, speaking directly to her soul. He does not let her go. She does not force her way out of his arms.
Julian Tijerina: "Que yo soy. Entonces lo hare."
Translation: That I am. That I will.
Maria puts a hand on Julian's face, concern blatant in her flawless face.
Maria: "Estás listo?"
Translation: Are you ready?
Julian sighs, wearing a more serious facial expression. He gently lets her go, though Maria does not seem to mind.
Julian Tijerina: "Cuando no he estado preparado para la guerra? Es decir, la última vez que me enfrentaba a un luchador enmascarado en un importante partido de PPV, que ganó el AXN Intercontinental Championship y puso fin a una disputa clásica, el envío de Emily Scott de nuevo a donde quiera agujero se arrastró fuera de."
Translation: When have I not been ready for war? I mean, the last time I faced a masked luchador in a major PPV match, I won the AXN Intercontinental Championship and ended a classic feud, sending Emily Scott back to wherever hole she crawled out of.
Maria smiles, but no less than a second after, heaves a sigh and crosses her arms over her admirable chest.
Maria: "Antes de eso, sin embargo, que no sólo perdió su primer partido importante PPV en AXN, pero yo también."
Translation: Prior to that, though, you not only lost your first major PPV match in AXN but also me.
Julian winces at the memory. He offers her a smile but realizes right away that it might not be a great idea to appear as if he's taking that point in their lives at surface level. He purses his lips and carefully puts a hand on her face, to which Maria closes her eyes and savors the warmth of his touch. Julian looks her at her face fondly, genuinely wanting answers.
Julian Tijerina: "Usted no está todavía enojado por eso, verdad?"
Translation: You're not still mad about that, are you?
Maria does not waste time in answering his question with another question, raising an eyebrow and placating his concerns with a teasing smile.
Maria: "Estoy aquí, verdad?"
Translation: I am here, aren't I?
Julian heaves a sigh of relief. His features turn softer, an appreciative smile appearing on his face. He gently puts both hands on Maria's shoulders.
Julian Tijerina: "Tienes razón. Yo he perdido mi primer partido importante PPV en AXN contra el primer luchador enmascarado que enfrenté en AXN. También te había perdido a esa loca..."
Translation: You're right. I did lose my first major PPV match in AXN against the first masked luchador I faced in AXN. I also lost you to that crazy...
Maria frees herself from Julian's hands to put a finger on his lips.
Maria: "...lenguaje."
Translation: ...language.
She puts her finger away after ensuring he gets the message. Julian can only smile in response. He takes a second to savor Maria's spunk, clearly proud of and attracted to her tongue. He reverts back to a serious look on his face.
Julian Tijerina: "Pero que la pérdida de sólo sirvió para hacerme mejor, más fuerte, más rápido, y desde ese punto en adelante, traté de ser alguien que se merece, un guerrero, un héroe, un campeón. Di un paso atrás cuando llegué a AXN pero se recuperó rápidamente. Aprendí el error de mis maneras. He aprendido a perseverar y hacer que usted y la gente que represento orgullosos."
Translation: But that loss only served to make me better, stronger, faster, and from that point on, I endeavored to become someone you deserve, a warrior, a hero, a champion. I took a step back when I arrived in AXN but I quickly recovered. I learned the error of my ways. I learned to persevere and make you and the people I represent proud.
Maria throws her hands around Julian's neck. She closes the gap between them, closing her eyes and resting her forehead on his. Julian closes his eyes as well. He breathes her in and she does the same of him.
Maria: "...y nos has hecho, yo, orgulloso, mi campeón."
Translation: ...and you have made us, me, proud, my champion.
Maria gives him a quick, brief kiss before pulling away, leaving another inch or so of dead air space between their lovely faces. She puts her hands on his shoulders, echoing what he had previously done with her. To add cherry on top of her plagiarism, she looks him in the eyes, in genuine search for an answer.
Maria: "Pero va a elevarse por encima de los siete, y será el último guerrero de pie?"
Translation: But will you rise above the seven and be the last warrior standing?
Julian swallows air, afraid of what the answer to his question may be.
Julian Tijerina: "Dudas de mi?"
Translation: Do you doubt me?
Maria flashes him a smile before knitting her eyebrows in beautiful sorrow.
Maria: "Yo no. Dudas de ti mismo?"
Translation: I do not. Do you doubt yourself?
It takes him a few seconds to come up with an answer he feels is true, but when he lets it move through his lips, he does so with firm confidence. He takes Maria's hands in his and gives them a kiss.
Julian Tijerina: "...no. Nunca. No tengo el lujo de dudar de mí mismo, porque no sólo va a estar luchando por mí mismo. Voy a estar luchando por ti, por la gente que represento, para nuestro mundo, para el verdadero espíritu de lucha."
Translation: ...no. Never. I do not have the luxury of doubting myself because I won't just be fighting for myself. I will be fighting for you, for the people I represent, for our world, for the true spirit of lucha.
Maria takes back her hand and puts it on Julian's face. The sight of her beauty, emanating pure confidence in him, makes Julian's heart beat faster. Her radiance is the only thing he needs, the only thing he will ever need. Then and there, he realizes how much he owes to this young woman, his longest and most loyal friend, his very soulmate. For her, and for the rest of their world, he cannot, must not, will not lose the ladder match. They deserve better.
Maria: "Then win."