Post by chassiefear on Aug 21, 2009 17:59:29 GMT -5
(the skies over Tallahassee are dark gray and bleak, swirling masses of darkness and impending rain. A man hides out underneath a lean to in an alley way. Grizzled and dirty, he has definitely known better days, but he’s a survivor nonetheless, and right now, he’s headed for home. A crackle of lightening rips through the air, lending beauty and terror to the sky as a roll of roaring thunder follows through after it. The man looks up through blue eyes in a haze. He needs to go now. He knows it’s not safe out. Home is two blocks up and approximately one to the right. He makes his way using the main road, avoiding the dark corners that he usually keeps himself to using. He runs quickly, his army boots still as good as the day that he got them. It’s about the only thing that is though, as his clothes are ragged and mismatching. An army jacket that reads Wolfe matches his shoes, but past that it’s a true variation. But they are made to keep through the weather, not to look good. He finally reaches a junkyard, and ducks inside underneath a loose piece of fencing. A light comes in from the office and the man sees a sihliouette of someone looking at him. He raises his hand in a gesture of both hello and goodnight. The blinds drop again and the figure vanishes. The man smiles as he makes his way through the piles of endless junk to an RV that, like himself, has seen better days. Taking the only key he has too his name out of his jacket, he lets himself in and locks up behind him. Tossing his backpack on what used to be a nice couch, he heads quickly to the back of the RV to his room, and from a closet pulls out four very large buckets. Looping two over each arm he heads back outside, setting them on the ground long enough to pull what appears to be a metal looking coat rack off the side of the RV. Standing it upright he attaches the buckets to it and heads back in. He’ll be able to shower soon. He sifts through the backpack to find what he wants. Batteries. Some dumb kid threw away a forty pack because they were the wrong brand…but he has them. Beneath the batteries are food. While he munches on the remains from Arby’s last shift, he sets his head back and dreams of seeing his friends again and the conversation he had with them and a newcomer. He’d been playing for money and was surprisingly enough, winning.)
Wolfe: Bet you boys didn’t plan on me winnin’ did ya?
Man 1: Games not over old man, you’ve got about as much a shot of winning as Chassie Fear does this comin Sentinel. I damn sure know I would not want to be in her shoes…
Man3: I’d want to be in something else of hers though.
Man2: Dammit James, I did not need that fuckin visual of you.
James: Don’t write off my girl so easy. That bitch is tough. She’s come through hell and walked away. More than I can say for you Thom.
Thom: Yeah, I bet she came…
Wolfe: Hey, I don’t care who or what she is, she prolly busts her ass out there so you treat her with some damn respect.
James: Thank you, Wolfe. And you have no idea. This match, hell, everything goin on has to have her shaken up. She won’t show it though.
Thom: Why the hell would she be bothered. Side from the fact that she has to face Salem. That son of a bitch is evil, and batshit crazy. Hell, I think even Satan would be scared of him. He’s a real life horror movie, he is. And she gotta face him one on one? I’d shit my pants and go to bed first.
James: You don’t understand man, shit went down years back, with that Dragon guy, apparently he and some chick got into a bad feud, and she decided to kidnap Chassie. Drugged her, beat her, had men do things to her…and Chass was so far gone between the drugs and the beatings that she couldn’t fight back.
Wolfe: What kind of…person would do that?
James: The kind that’s got herself rotting away in jail now. Attempted murder, drugging, assisting in multiple counts of grape. The girl that had her held hostage is away for a good bit. But Chass, she had to lay there, taking all this abuse and meanwhile Dragon was out there trying to find her, to fight for her life.
Wolfe: Did this Fear have a lover?
James: Yeah, and he was lookin for her too, bustin his ass using all the resources he had, cops, private investigators, the whole shebang. Eventually Dragon and the girl had their fued, and somehow, while they were fighting, Chass got herself free, and found Jarek. So you gotta think what’s going through her mind to find her pal Dragon kidnapping this Jezebel lady. She knows exactly what the fuck she’s getting into here, and she’s gotta be shitting a brick right now.
(The three continue playing and talking)
Thom: I saw Salem’s latest bit, he’s pissed. He’s going to kill her. Keeps talking bout all the shit he’s gonna do to her, make her up real good like him and some buddies did to her boyfriend a few years back.
James: What the hell do you mean?
Thom: You know, they took Jarek out real bad. Had him damn near dead.
James: Oh God forbid man, you gotta stop believing everything you hear. I got a friend in the hospital he was at. Jarek had a fractured collarbone and two concussions, but past that, he walked out of that hospital just fine. Spoon feeding him my ass. They just want you to think that man. The only thing that they shattered was their image as men. Wolfe, you think your friend in the junkyard will let us in when the show comes on? I wanna see this.
Wolfe: Fred? Yeah, he’s cool.
Thom: So, Fear’s as tough as they say?
James: Tougher. She’s gonna get her ass beat half to hell, but that’s just physics. Don’t count her out though, she’s quick and smart and God is she gorgeous. She’ll be able to get around Salem if she doesn’t get intimidated and keeps a good, clear, mindset. Come on, let’s go see what Arby’s threw out.
(As Wolfe fades to sleep in his RV, one can only wonder what the true outcome of the match will be, and exactly how Chassie IS planning on holding her own against Salem. Black)
Wolfe: Bet you boys didn’t plan on me winnin’ did ya?
Man 1: Games not over old man, you’ve got about as much a shot of winning as Chassie Fear does this comin Sentinel. I damn sure know I would not want to be in her shoes…
Man3: I’d want to be in something else of hers though.
Man2: Dammit James, I did not need that fuckin visual of you.
James: Don’t write off my girl so easy. That bitch is tough. She’s come through hell and walked away. More than I can say for you Thom.
Thom: Yeah, I bet she came…
Wolfe: Hey, I don’t care who or what she is, she prolly busts her ass out there so you treat her with some damn respect.
James: Thank you, Wolfe. And you have no idea. This match, hell, everything goin on has to have her shaken up. She won’t show it though.
Thom: Why the hell would she be bothered. Side from the fact that she has to face Salem. That son of a bitch is evil, and batshit crazy. Hell, I think even Satan would be scared of him. He’s a real life horror movie, he is. And she gotta face him one on one? I’d shit my pants and go to bed first.
James: You don’t understand man, shit went down years back, with that Dragon guy, apparently he and some chick got into a bad feud, and she decided to kidnap Chassie. Drugged her, beat her, had men do things to her…and Chass was so far gone between the drugs and the beatings that she couldn’t fight back.
Wolfe: What kind of…person would do that?
James: The kind that’s got herself rotting away in jail now. Attempted murder, drugging, assisting in multiple counts of grape. The girl that had her held hostage is away for a good bit. But Chass, she had to lay there, taking all this abuse and meanwhile Dragon was out there trying to find her, to fight for her life.
Wolfe: Did this Fear have a lover?
James: Yeah, and he was lookin for her too, bustin his ass using all the resources he had, cops, private investigators, the whole shebang. Eventually Dragon and the girl had their fued, and somehow, while they were fighting, Chass got herself free, and found Jarek. So you gotta think what’s going through her mind to find her pal Dragon kidnapping this Jezebel lady. She knows exactly what the fuck she’s getting into here, and she’s gotta be shitting a brick right now.
(The three continue playing and talking)
Thom: I saw Salem’s latest bit, he’s pissed. He’s going to kill her. Keeps talking bout all the shit he’s gonna do to her, make her up real good like him and some buddies did to her boyfriend a few years back.
James: What the hell do you mean?
Thom: You know, they took Jarek out real bad. Had him damn near dead.
James: Oh God forbid man, you gotta stop believing everything you hear. I got a friend in the hospital he was at. Jarek had a fractured collarbone and two concussions, but past that, he walked out of that hospital just fine. Spoon feeding him my ass. They just want you to think that man. The only thing that they shattered was their image as men. Wolfe, you think your friend in the junkyard will let us in when the show comes on? I wanna see this.
Wolfe: Fred? Yeah, he’s cool.
Thom: So, Fear’s as tough as they say?
James: Tougher. She’s gonna get her ass beat half to hell, but that’s just physics. Don’t count her out though, she’s quick and smart and God is she gorgeous. She’ll be able to get around Salem if she doesn’t get intimidated and keeps a good, clear, mindset. Come on, let’s go see what Arby’s threw out.
(As Wolfe fades to sleep in his RV, one can only wonder what the true outcome of the match will be, and exactly how Chassie IS planning on holding her own against Salem. Black)
