Lily Paquette

[smackdownlily]

smackdownderek:

Derekdidn’t even want any type of social media to track him to at all, butthey had been insistent that he get a Twitter or an Instagram. Whenall had been said and done, he had ended up getting both and spentthe next two weeks in a horrible mood. When he thought about it, itstill peeved him. At her soft quip, his lips quirked upwards. He knewsome of the men she was talking about – hell, a few were guys thatDerek really got along with and carpooled with often. But that didn'tmean he wasn’t silently judging them for putting up every aspect oftheir lives (in and out of the ring) online.

Hiseyes lit up a little at her statement, although he tried to hide it,looking down at the ground until it passed, snagging his glance awayfrom hers just as she looked up at him. “You’ve got the right guy,then,” he coughed. Derek was probably the biggest cake fan he knew– even outside of the WWE Universe.

Hegrabbed his own plate, thinking over his options. He wasn’t all thathungry for anything he saw, but he knew he had to eat something. Hishopes of cake were smashed when he saw lemon bars. He rolled his eyesbehind the blonde. “Y'know, your story. How long you’ve been in theBiz, how’d you get here, did you sleep with so and so to get to themain roster.” He was mostly teasing, but he never passed up anopportunity to ruffle someone’s feathers. Even a newbie.

Lily knew being on social media was nearly a requirement when being in the wrestling business. Even if it was to talk about matches, storylines, past things, the company was all for the fans connecting with the shows. It was how they got their money. Keep the fans interested, they come to shows, superstars get paid. She did miss it when the world wasn't so ruled by technology and having to detail each little moment in a life. She had photos stashed from her life, but she didn't want to share private memories with thousands of people. 

Smiling softly, she noticed how he had looked away quickly before she glanced up to him. Maybe this would be a breaking the ice point? Get him to talk about something he loved? ``What kind of cake is your favorite?`` she asked, looking around and noting the different superstars and backstage hands working and talking. She did like the environment backstage when it wasn't chaotic. Just people getting to know each other and share stories. 

Her lips turned to an O as he explained, using the utensils to pick up shredded chicken and some barbeque sauce. ``Well, I started out doing some commercials and hosting an low scale wrestling talk show, and eventually decided to try out for the WWE. They had me on NXT for a while and now I made my way up here to do backstage interviews and Talking Smack. You know, the glamorous life of a Canadian,`` she said with a small laugh and a shrug. ``I don't sleep my way to the top. If that's the only way I can make it somewhere, then that job just isn't for me,`` she explained, leaning down and picking up a water from the cooler. ``What about you? What made you want to become the Lunatic Dean Ambrose?``

[smackdownlily]

smackdownderek:

Derek was no stranger to that. He knew all about how crazy fans could get; them with the weird shipping thing they did and how they thought they had to be privy to all the details of their life in and outside of the ring. He knew it all came with the territory, but sometimes he wished it was like how it was back when he had first started wrestling. When he had just beat people up and no one really cared what he was eating for breakfast or who he was porking. “It’s true, but sometimes you can get away with y'know, keepin’ your mouth shut about the smaller things that’s none of their business. Some of the fine ladies on our roster’s just don’t get that.” He spoke this part out of the side of his mouth again, like it was only for Lily’s ears.

He shrugged like it was no problem, which it really wasn’t. He mimicked her, nodding as well. “Probably for the best. Don’t need it to get back somehow that you got bum advice from that dude in the locker room obsessed with barbed-wire bats and cake.” He laughed, more to himself, at a private joke, forgetting the blonde was even standing there for a moment.

The scruffy, blond let her step in first, following behind her. He could’ve just decided to dump her and part ways, but there wasn’t anyone he particularly wanted to talk to sat around and he might as well hear whatever else she had to say, if only to pass time until his match later. “So what’s your story?”

Lily knew better than to let too much of her personal life out in the open for the fans to integrate themselves into. With twitter and instagram, most of the time she spoke about her dog or what big news was going on in the shows. Never was she one to talk about relationships or what the other superstars were doing behind the gimmick they portrayed on television. That was all they owed to the fans, the character they put out there on tv for the entertainment. Nodding softly, she knew a few people who he was talking about. ``Some of the men too,`` she said just as quietly, knowing there were ears around them. 

She couldn't help but to laugh softly at his statement about bats and cake. ``It cant be all wrong. I would trust a guy who had a love for cake,`` she shrugged, glancing up to him for a moment before she walked in ahead of him. Glancing around to the array of tables set out with food, her eyes widened and her stomach instantly growled. 

Walking over to the beginning and grabbing a plate, she started to peruse the options, only realizing that Derek was still behind her when he spoke up. She had figured that he would have ditched her since he only really had to show her to the food. ``My story? What do you mean?`` she asked, using the spoon to pick up a few vegetables, tilting her head.     

[smackdownlily]

``Is he always this cocky?`` Lily thought to herself. Maybe it was his way of giving her a bit of a tough time since she was new after all. He had been in the business a lot longer than her which gave her reason to ask him for directions. She was starting to regret that decision by the vibes he was giving off. She mentally reminded herself to ask anyone but him the next time she needed help with anything. 

Glancing up to him as he spoke, she raised an eyebrow. ``I doubt it's really even possible in this company to do that. Fans try to pry into anything,`` she muttered, knowing that much was true. Even in NXT, the up and comers were bombarded with people asking them personal things. Gimmicks were there for a reason, but even the company broke them from time to time. 

Listening to the small pieces of advice he did offer, she nodded in understanding. She could always find some of the other girls and see if she could stick with them. Dasha, Natalya, Alexa, they all seemed nice enough. ``Well..thank you for the little bit you did give,`` she said, giving him a genuine smile. ``Ill ask someone else next time,`` she said with a soft nod, able to smell the food wafting through the corridor as they walked. It smelled amazing. She knew they had great options, and for a little woman, she could eat a lot. 

[smackdownlily]

Lily watched him as she spoke, wondering if he was even listening. His eyes were on here but he didn't seem like was actually listening. Maybe she was just too nervous and assuming things. Waiting on an answer seemed even longer to her. Was he thinking about just not answering or was he really lost in thought? Letting her hand drop from the back of her neck, she tilted her head with a soft smile as he spoke up.

``I guess I caught you at the right time then,`` she said softly, following him down the hall. She noted how quiet he was while they walked, softly chewing on her lip. Maybe he was just a quiet person in general. Maybe he just didn't care to socialize with someone he barely knew. A million thoughts ran through her head, having to remember where everything was backstage, why she would be interviewing Randy that night, noticing each person she passed by and who they were. She was feeling very vulnerable, lost in her own head until she heard Derek speak up. 

Raising an eyebrow, she smiled. ``I think I can add to the lunacy. Not as much as you, but I can give my fair share,`` she nodded, before adding, ``eventually. If you've got any tips to stay...sane...on these trips, they'd be greatly appreciated,`` she spoke, her hands sliding into her pockets. 

[smackdownlily]

Anxious was one word to describe the small blonde. Having been recently hired up from NXT, Lily was in dire need of learning the ins and outs of the main rosters backstage areas. It was nothing like what she was used to and she kept getting turned around and lost. A couple of the girls had helped her out with finding the dressing room and makeup, but now it was time for her to grab something to eat before she had to start the interview she was set up for, which was with Randy Orton. 

She asked the first man she recognized, Derek. She has no idea what he was like outside of the ring, but inside, the crowd adored his antics. She couldn't deny that he was very interesting to watch. Having decided to wear a red plaid top with skinny light blue jeans and heels, Lily still couldn't match his height. So as he looked down at her, she was a little intimidated. 

``I'm actually looking for catering. Its super crazy back here and I've got no idea which way to go,`` she said, rubbing the back of her neck and hoping she wasn't being such a newbie bother. 

@smackdownderek

[nayroleplaysarch]

“Hi, I’m new here, can you show me around?”

( DEREK & LILY. )

“Hi, I’m new here, can you show me around?”

And it had began. He knew with the splitting of the brands there would be plenty of new people coming in, hell backstage had been buzzing about it for months, even though the only new people he had met so far were a few kids from NXT that had gotten called up to round out both brands. 

But apparently today was the day that the universe decided to fuck up his quiet time. Without taking his eyes off the ground and as slowly as possible, he turned to see who was interrupting his inner monologue. Boots led to pants which gave away to a distressed tee that boasted a band he had listened to in his youth, all topped off with blonde hair. 

“Where ya trying t’ get?” He asked, uncrossing his arms, adjusting his stance.