Post by Fire on Sept 17, 2007 22:22:06 GMT -6
The scene fades in showing Lestat, wearing a pair of silk boxers, laying sprawled out on his large black sofa. He stares blankly toward his cell phone that sits on the coffee table in front of him. His unbrushed hair lies around his face, signs of a five o’clock shadow noticeable on his facial profile, and the dark circles under his eyes even more menacing. Was Lestat letting himself go? Was he ready to throw in the towel and leave the business for good, or was it something else? Did the stress of Rose’s reappearance in his life cause him to loss the Television Title, leaving him in this state of unrest, or was is something else weighing heavily on his young mind?
Lestat places his hands on his face and slowly runs his fingers down his head, as if he were trying to remove the flesh from his own form. Letting out a big groan, he sinks further into the sofa, and closes his weary eyes. As it finally seems that he is going to drift off into slumber, the sound of his cell phone causes him to fling his right arm over in a desperate attempt to silence the annoyance. As it finally seems that he is going to drift off into slumber, the sound of his cell phone causes him to fling his right arm over in a desperate attempt to silence the annoyance. Upon finally grasping the device he flips it open quickly.
“WHAT!?! This better be important!” he yells into the phone, not even bothering to look and see who was calling.
“We need to talk. Let’s meet up somewhere.”
“Hell no! If you want to talk to me you know where I live!” he continues to yell and hangs up, slamming the phone down on the coffee table where it once laid.
He grumbles and tosses on the couch a bit until he is once again comfortable. Closing his eyes, he drifts off to sleep.
Fire sighs as she puts her cell phone back into her pocket. She closes her eyes for a moment and then walks out the door. Tossing her coat over her shoulder, she makes her way to her car. Once there she unlocks it and gets in. Taking only minutes, she arrives at Lestat’s house. She exits the car, making her way toward his front door. Not even bothering to knock, she unlocks the door. Quickly, she walks in, not knowing Lestat is sleeping.
“LESTAT!!!” Fire yells.
His eyes fly open as he quickly sits up, not sure of what is going on around him. He looks around trying to adjust his eyes.
“HEY LESTAT!?!” She yells once more.
Rolling his eyes, he lays back on the sofa.
“Go away! I don’t wish to talk to you right now.” He says as he closes his eyes once more.
“We need to talk, and I’m not going away until you listen.” she says as she walks up to the couch where he lays.
“Fine, go ahead and talk, but I’m not moving.” he says as he gets comfortable again.
“I wanted to explain why I wasn’t at ringside and offer comfort since you lost the title.” she says hoping he is not to mad at her.
“I don’t really care what your reasons are. You failed me in my time of need. What has become of you Fire? I used to be able to depend on you, now I can’t. Take your excuses and leave me alone!” he shouts.
“You can trust me! Are you saying that just because King Cobra got lucky you are gonna hang it up and be one of those people who looks for pity?” she asks.
“f**k off!” he replies simply.
She sighs. “I didn’t show because things came up. I was trying to find out all I could on what all exactly happened to Rose.” she says, hoping to peak his interest.
“Fire, get out of my house! Leave me alone and don’t bother me with such trivial shit. Understand?” he says forcefully not really wanting anyone around.
“No! I’m not leaving! You’ve got to listen to me.” she says firmly.
“I’m not listening. Now get OUT!” he yells to her once more.
Fire sits down on the chair and gets comfortable.
“Nope, I’m not leaving until you actually hear me out.” she says.
“Then stay there. I’m not gonna listen to you. I don’t care what your excuses are this time. Go home to your husband. Help him get ready for his match. That is what you should be doing. Not bothering me!” he demands as he tries to get her to leave yet again.
“Perhaps, but Showtime is a big boy he can take care of himself.” she says with a smile.
“I’m a grown man, I don’t need you falling all over me trying to make things better. Go home to your husband and stay out of my life for a while. I need to refocus things.” he says gowning about her calling him a child.
“I wont leave” she starts to say as she stands up from the chair “I will go make you some dinner” she says, making her way into the kitchen.
“Damn her. I wish she would just leave. I want to be left alone, but no she cant stay out of my business to save her life. I hope she doesn’t call Leyna. That is just what I need to make things much worse.” he says and sighs.
While he is drifting back off to sleep Fire calls up Leyna and instructs her to come over. Leyna and Fire let Lestat sleep for a few hours before Leyna wakes him.
“Lestat?” she says softly.
"Ugh, what sis?” he says grunting, now feeling slightly better after a nap.
“Are you okay? I saw what happened. I hate that you lost the title.” she says still in a soft tone.
“I’m fine sis. I still have the Tag Team Gold with Silver.” he replies, not quite awake enough to realize that he wont be working with Silver.
“Yeah, but you will be with Ryan Knight this week. Do you think you two can work well enough together to handle the match your in?” she asks returning to a normal voice.
“Yeah. Though we may personally have our differences right now, he seems to have Silver’s best interest at heart. With that being said, I am certain he will work with me to keep the belts.” he says, finally sitting up.
“Good. You do know who you are facing right?” she asks.
“No, not a clue. Who are we taking on?” he says as he yawns.
“You are facing, CIA, Final Cut, Nick Pickles & Bubba.” she answers.
“What?!? Why are there so many of us in this match? What kind of match is it?” he asks frantically, wondering what is going on.
“It’s a Power On Wrestling world tag team championship elimination match.” she answers yet again.
“I see. Well then Ryan better be ready for this match because I’ll not let him screw Silver and I out of this match.” he states in a serious tone.
“Somehow, I think Ryan won’t fail you.” She says with a smile.
“Let’s hope not. So, I’m facing Nick Pickles and his little flunky Bubba. Nick Pickles, why hasn’t he retired? He’s got to be older then Armand. He has been around quite a long time, and he drags his little buddy along with him. Nick Pickles and Bubba... Please, those two are a joke. I could beat them both with my hands tied behind my back, not that this is how we’ll approach this match of course.” he says with a smirk.
“Yes, Fire has mentioned Nick Pickles and Bubba. I think she said she used to work with them in UWW.” she states.
“Perhaps, that would make sense. I knew I had heard those names before. If Fire worked with them then I’m certain Mr. Showtime did.” he states.
Fire walks into the living room and smiles.
“Yes, Showtime and I both worked in the same company as him. Showtime later went on to work for Pickles when he opened up his own business, so he has been both boss and competitor. I will tell you to be careful. That Bubba guy can be more of a threat then you think if you underestimate him.” Fire states as she sits down on the other end of the couch.
“Ah, so Nick Pickles ran a wrestling company. Interesting. Then why in the world is he stepping back into the ring?” Lestat asks.
Fire shakes her head.
“Because sometimes people just have things they need to prove to themselves. This is probably just one of those things.” She replies.
“Ah, I see. Well that leaves me with CIA. I really don’t know much about these guys. However, I am ceratin that once we meet in the ring, we will have one heck of a battle, but Rite of Chaos will come out on top.” he says.
“Yes, that’s because you bring the chaos with you.” Leyna says with a smile.
“That, and you now know how to dig down deep and give all you got to win.” says Fire.
Lestat cracks a grin. “Who else was there? Oh, yes, there is Final Cut. Night and Daye. They have been a thorn in my side for a long time. Though we’ve never faced each other I can’t stand their attitudes. They seem to think that they are the shit and will win everything. They are mistaken, Ryan Knight and I will finally stop Final Cut.” he says as he gets up off the sofa.
“Good, im glad to see your confident. Now go clean up and we will go eat.” Fire says as she smiles and stands as well.
“Yeah, hurry cause it sure smells good.” Leyna says as she stands up too.
“Yeah, Yeah.” he says walking off toward his room.
The scene fades to black as Leyna and Fire walk into the kitchen.
Lestat places his hands on his face and slowly runs his fingers down his head, as if he were trying to remove the flesh from his own form. Letting out a big groan, he sinks further into the sofa, and closes his weary eyes. As it finally seems that he is going to drift off into slumber, the sound of his cell phone causes him to fling his right arm over in a desperate attempt to silence the annoyance. As it finally seems that he is going to drift off into slumber, the sound of his cell phone causes him to fling his right arm over in a desperate attempt to silence the annoyance. Upon finally grasping the device he flips it open quickly.
“WHAT!?! This better be important!” he yells into the phone, not even bothering to look and see who was calling.
“We need to talk. Let’s meet up somewhere.”
“Hell no! If you want to talk to me you know where I live!” he continues to yell and hangs up, slamming the phone down on the coffee table where it once laid.
He grumbles and tosses on the couch a bit until he is once again comfortable. Closing his eyes, he drifts off to sleep.
Fire sighs as she puts her cell phone back into her pocket. She closes her eyes for a moment and then walks out the door. Tossing her coat over her shoulder, she makes her way to her car. Once there she unlocks it and gets in. Taking only minutes, she arrives at Lestat’s house. She exits the car, making her way toward his front door. Not even bothering to knock, she unlocks the door. Quickly, she walks in, not knowing Lestat is sleeping.
“LESTAT!!!” Fire yells.
His eyes fly open as he quickly sits up, not sure of what is going on around him. He looks around trying to adjust his eyes.
“HEY LESTAT!?!” She yells once more.
Rolling his eyes, he lays back on the sofa.
“Go away! I don’t wish to talk to you right now.” He says as he closes his eyes once more.
“We need to talk, and I’m not going away until you listen.” she says as she walks up to the couch where he lays.
“Fine, go ahead and talk, but I’m not moving.” he says as he gets comfortable again.
“I wanted to explain why I wasn’t at ringside and offer comfort since you lost the title.” she says hoping he is not to mad at her.
“I don’t really care what your reasons are. You failed me in my time of need. What has become of you Fire? I used to be able to depend on you, now I can’t. Take your excuses and leave me alone!” he shouts.
“You can trust me! Are you saying that just because King Cobra got lucky you are gonna hang it up and be one of those people who looks for pity?” she asks.
“f**k off!” he replies simply.
She sighs. “I didn’t show because things came up. I was trying to find out all I could on what all exactly happened to Rose.” she says, hoping to peak his interest.
“Fire, get out of my house! Leave me alone and don’t bother me with such trivial shit. Understand?” he says forcefully not really wanting anyone around.
“No! I’m not leaving! You’ve got to listen to me.” she says firmly.
“I’m not listening. Now get OUT!” he yells to her once more.
Fire sits down on the chair and gets comfortable.
“Nope, I’m not leaving until you actually hear me out.” she says.
“Then stay there. I’m not gonna listen to you. I don’t care what your excuses are this time. Go home to your husband. Help him get ready for his match. That is what you should be doing. Not bothering me!” he demands as he tries to get her to leave yet again.
“Perhaps, but Showtime is a big boy he can take care of himself.” she says with a smile.
“I’m a grown man, I don’t need you falling all over me trying to make things better. Go home to your husband and stay out of my life for a while. I need to refocus things.” he says gowning about her calling him a child.
“I wont leave” she starts to say as she stands up from the chair “I will go make you some dinner” she says, making her way into the kitchen.
“Damn her. I wish she would just leave. I want to be left alone, but no she cant stay out of my business to save her life. I hope she doesn’t call Leyna. That is just what I need to make things much worse.” he says and sighs.
While he is drifting back off to sleep Fire calls up Leyna and instructs her to come over. Leyna and Fire let Lestat sleep for a few hours before Leyna wakes him.
“Lestat?” she says softly.
"Ugh, what sis?” he says grunting, now feeling slightly better after a nap.
“Are you okay? I saw what happened. I hate that you lost the title.” she says still in a soft tone.
“I’m fine sis. I still have the Tag Team Gold with Silver.” he replies, not quite awake enough to realize that he wont be working with Silver.
“Yeah, but you will be with Ryan Knight this week. Do you think you two can work well enough together to handle the match your in?” she asks returning to a normal voice.
“Yeah. Though we may personally have our differences right now, he seems to have Silver’s best interest at heart. With that being said, I am certain he will work with me to keep the belts.” he says, finally sitting up.
“Good. You do know who you are facing right?” she asks.
“No, not a clue. Who are we taking on?” he says as he yawns.
“You are facing, CIA, Final Cut, Nick Pickles & Bubba.” she answers.
“What?!? Why are there so many of us in this match? What kind of match is it?” he asks frantically, wondering what is going on.
“It’s a Power On Wrestling world tag team championship elimination match.” she answers yet again.
“I see. Well then Ryan better be ready for this match because I’ll not let him screw Silver and I out of this match.” he states in a serious tone.
“Somehow, I think Ryan won’t fail you.” She says with a smile.
“Let’s hope not. So, I’m facing Nick Pickles and his little flunky Bubba. Nick Pickles, why hasn’t he retired? He’s got to be older then Armand. He has been around quite a long time, and he drags his little buddy along with him. Nick Pickles and Bubba... Please, those two are a joke. I could beat them both with my hands tied behind my back, not that this is how we’ll approach this match of course.” he says with a smirk.
“Yes, Fire has mentioned Nick Pickles and Bubba. I think she said she used to work with them in UWW.” she states.
“Perhaps, that would make sense. I knew I had heard those names before. If Fire worked with them then I’m certain Mr. Showtime did.” he states.
Fire walks into the living room and smiles.
“Yes, Showtime and I both worked in the same company as him. Showtime later went on to work for Pickles when he opened up his own business, so he has been both boss and competitor. I will tell you to be careful. That Bubba guy can be more of a threat then you think if you underestimate him.” Fire states as she sits down on the other end of the couch.
“Ah, so Nick Pickles ran a wrestling company. Interesting. Then why in the world is he stepping back into the ring?” Lestat asks.
Fire shakes her head.
“Because sometimes people just have things they need to prove to themselves. This is probably just one of those things.” She replies.
“Ah, I see. Well that leaves me with CIA. I really don’t know much about these guys. However, I am ceratin that once we meet in the ring, we will have one heck of a battle, but Rite of Chaos will come out on top.” he says.
“Yes, that’s because you bring the chaos with you.” Leyna says with a smile.
“That, and you now know how to dig down deep and give all you got to win.” says Fire.
Lestat cracks a grin. “Who else was there? Oh, yes, there is Final Cut. Night and Daye. They have been a thorn in my side for a long time. Though we’ve never faced each other I can’t stand their attitudes. They seem to think that they are the shit and will win everything. They are mistaken, Ryan Knight and I will finally stop Final Cut.” he says as he gets up off the sofa.
“Good, im glad to see your confident. Now go clean up and we will go eat.” Fire says as she smiles and stands as well.
“Yeah, hurry cause it sure smells good.” Leyna says as she stands up too.
“Yeah, Yeah.” he says walking off toward his room.
The scene fades to black as Leyna and Fire walk into the kitchen.
