Post by bia6160 on Sept 10, 2024 17:37:28 GMT -5
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We open up on an angled upshot of everyone’s favorite Aussie larrikin badarse, Bia. She’s dressed down, her only visible article of clothing a tank top. Her red hair hanging loose but pulled back by the pair of Wayfarers sitting atop her head. The seat she’s sitting in is visible behind her, as she looks around. We can see random people shuffling slowly past her before she looks back down at her phone.
Bia: “Bloody flights delayed, can you believe that? Nothin’ worse lemme tell ya.”
She rolls her eyes, clearly annoyed.
Bia: “Figured I might as well kill some time then, eh? Another Scion…another massive challenge for your girl! Avery Miles the 3rd…oooo…another prodigy. And this one’s got some numbers at the end of his name, how fancy.”
She grins.
Bia: “As of yet undefeated to boot. Got a list of accolades and championships as long as me bloody arm. Are we sure I’m not facing Mr. Wolf again this week?”
She chuckles and gives a quick shake of her head.
Bia: “Nah. Close…not not quite by the looks of things. Speaking of, I wonder…did I beat Danny so bad I turned him mute or what? Haven’t seen bloody hide nor hair of him since. But not you Aves…noooo, no. You’ve been puttin’ in the work. Doin’ the hard yakka as we say back home. You’ve come into FWP and hit the ground runnin’.”
Bia nods, looking somewhat impressed as more passengers are milling about the cabin.
Bia: “ ‘Cept, now youse drew the short end of the stick. Cus ya got me. And I won’t lie, bein’ 2 and 2 wasn’t exactly the start I was hopin’ for but I got the win last week over someone who has the same sort of CV. If I did it once, I’ll do it again. I look at the Prestige championship ranking list and I say to meself, ‘Bia…your name is entirely too low on that list’. To which I reply, ‘You’re right Bia, it *is* too low. Bloody disgraceful.’. And there’s only one way to fix that ain’t there Aves?”
She pauses, as if for some reason expecting to get an answer. After a beat or two she answers herself.
Bia: “Win. In this line of work winnin’ is the name of the game as they say. Nothin’ personal I hope you know…you seem like a decent enough bloke. But I’m aimin’ to put youse down regardless. I ain’t here to just make up the numbers see? Nah. You’ve got a legacy to uphold right? Bein’ a third generation bloke and all. Me? I’m *buildin’* my legacy as we speak. I’m not the third Bia to come down the bloody pike Aves. I’m one of one.”
She smiles confidently, her self belief on full display without being arrogant.
Bia: “There ain’t been anyone like me before…and there won’t be another after. So what you see is what you get. I’m tougher than old boot leather, I’ve got a motor like a V8 doin’ laps at Bathurst, and I’m hungry Aves. Matter fact, scratch that. Your girls bloody well starvin’. So you bring everythin’ ya got mate, cus I ain’t leavin’ nothin’ in the tank. You beat me, I can guarantee you’ll have earned it. I beat you, and well…I guess we’ll just see what happens after Scion then hey?”
She gives the camera a cheeky little wink before reaching down and hitting stop. The video cuts abruptly as Bia’s cheeky grinning face.
We open up on an angled upshot of everyone’s favorite Aussie larrikin badarse, Bia. She’s dressed down, her only visible article of clothing a tank top. Her red hair hanging loose but pulled back by the pair of Wayfarers sitting atop her head. The seat she’s sitting in is visible behind her, as she looks around. We can see random people shuffling slowly past her before she looks back down at her phone.
Bia: “Bloody flights delayed, can you believe that? Nothin’ worse lemme tell ya.”
She rolls her eyes, clearly annoyed.
Bia: “Figured I might as well kill some time then, eh? Another Scion…another massive challenge for your girl! Avery Miles the 3rd…oooo…another prodigy. And this one’s got some numbers at the end of his name, how fancy.”
She grins.
Bia: “As of yet undefeated to boot. Got a list of accolades and championships as long as me bloody arm. Are we sure I’m not facing Mr. Wolf again this week?”
She chuckles and gives a quick shake of her head.
Bia: “Nah. Close…not not quite by the looks of things. Speaking of, I wonder…did I beat Danny so bad I turned him mute or what? Haven’t seen bloody hide nor hair of him since. But not you Aves…noooo, no. You’ve been puttin’ in the work. Doin’ the hard yakka as we say back home. You’ve come into FWP and hit the ground runnin’.”
Bia nods, looking somewhat impressed as more passengers are milling about the cabin.
Bia: “ ‘Cept, now youse drew the short end of the stick. Cus ya got me. And I won’t lie, bein’ 2 and 2 wasn’t exactly the start I was hopin’ for but I got the win last week over someone who has the same sort of CV. If I did it once, I’ll do it again. I look at the Prestige championship ranking list and I say to meself, ‘Bia…your name is entirely too low on that list’. To which I reply, ‘You’re right Bia, it *is* too low. Bloody disgraceful.’. And there’s only one way to fix that ain’t there Aves?”
She pauses, as if for some reason expecting to get an answer. After a beat or two she answers herself.
Bia: “Win. In this line of work winnin’ is the name of the game as they say. Nothin’ personal I hope you know…you seem like a decent enough bloke. But I’m aimin’ to put youse down regardless. I ain’t here to just make up the numbers see? Nah. You’ve got a legacy to uphold right? Bein’ a third generation bloke and all. Me? I’m *buildin’* my legacy as we speak. I’m not the third Bia to come down the bloody pike Aves. I’m one of one.”
She smiles confidently, her self belief on full display without being arrogant.
Bia: “There ain’t been anyone like me before…and there won’t be another after. So what you see is what you get. I’m tougher than old boot leather, I’ve got a motor like a V8 doin’ laps at Bathurst, and I’m hungry Aves. Matter fact, scratch that. Your girls bloody well starvin’. So you bring everythin’ ya got mate, cus I ain’t leavin’ nothin’ in the tank. You beat me, I can guarantee you’ll have earned it. I beat you, and well…I guess we’ll just see what happens after Scion then hey?”
She gives the camera a cheeky little wink before reaching down and hitting stop. The video cuts abruptly as Bia’s cheeky grinning face.