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Post by dayna on Jul 8, 2007 0:11:47 GMT -4
Dayna sat in the cafe, sipping her typical martini, eyes fixated on it. Her thoughts trailing to memories or to events that had come and pasted. One thing still wasn't at ease on her mind. One person to be exact. Her closure that she needed perhaps? Or was it something else...All would be revealed in due time. She had no doubts about that. So for the moment, she'd sit and she would wait. For those answers to present themselves.
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Post by King Vegas on Jul 8, 2007 0:20:42 GMT -4
Another day of endless calculation and preparation for events SOON to come to fruition out of the way, the man known to the professional wrestling world simply as King Vegas entered the cafe located within the Angel Tower, smile donning his face in search of a bit of much needed down time it seemed...His eyes scanning the establishment in which he had entered only moments ago, recognizing familiar faces as well as some that were not as he made his way through the room, receiving an occasional glare or two from those present before...
...What a delightful sight...An old "friend" seemed to feel the need for a bit of leisure time as well hm? Now...What sort of man would the man who would be King be if he did not make an overture towards her?
Quickly removing the dark tinted glasses from his brow, his steps began to carry him in her immediate direction...Eager to "catch up" with her a trace of a smile began to form at the corner of his lips as within moments he was upon her place of seating announcing his arrival with...
Care for a bit of company Ms. Mariano?...Or is this a bad time?
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Post by dayna on Jul 8, 2007 0:26:10 GMT -4
Her eyes scanned up from her drink to-wards the King himself. Her face remaining cold and calm. She motioned to the chair across from her. A mental sigh released as she took another sip of her martini, her eyes all the while locked on his. Answers...now their would be answer, but from the look and feel of things, not the ones she had hoped for..or were they the ones she had hoped for. Again time could only tell. Her lips curved to speak then slowly relaxed again...she took a moment...then finally spoke.
When has timing ever been your forte?
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Post by King Vegas on Jul 8, 2007 0:31:45 GMT -4
You're right...It never has been...That being said...
He slowly begins his motion towards the empty chair, knowing that the forthcoming dialog would be most interesting to say the least. Of course there were a lot of unresolved issues between the two of them...Issues that would soon HAVE to be settled. Perhaps this was the beginning?
He takes the seat at a slow pace, placing the glasses removed from his face atop of the table separating them as he gazes across the table towards her unwavering stare...Allowing for his frame to settle firmly into the chair as he continued...
So...How have you been? It's been quite a while has it not Ms. Mariano? I initially thought you had given up on APW as a whole. Or other things for that matter. Care to...Share?
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Post by dayna on Jul 8, 2007 0:52:09 GMT -4
Here it was..the beginning...of the end? Dayna shifted as her eyes never left his, raising her drink to her soft lips for one last sip before blessing him with her speach. She paused again before speaking. Was he even worthy of her words? Did his ears deserve the grace her angelic voice? She shook her head, and looked down towards his glasses.
Mmmm, you are one to speak on giving up aren't you? No small talk? Just straight to cover you trail...yet...I have heard nothing for you to cover, so maybe you should tell me, what are you coving for?
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Post by King Vegas on Jul 8, 2007 0:58:52 GMT -4
Pardon me? Cover? Ms. Mariano, I have no unearthly idea what you're speaking of to be quite honest with you. And His Majesty NEVER...Gives up on anything he needs or desires I'll have you know. I ALWAYS find a way to acquire what I have set in my sights my dear. It's merely a matter of time but...Some things cannot be acquired with the "direct" approach on occasion. On occasion one must re-think their strategy if you will. I neither forgot nor gave up on anything I can assure you. It's simply...A complicated situation we have between us wouldn't you agree?
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Post by dayna on Jul 8, 2007 1:05:00 GMT -4
sometimes our lives just follow different destiny's. I grow tired of games Cross, the King doesn't give up, he just moves on to easier things, he sits back and never lets anyone in, and when someone gets to close, they get curbed or forgotten. You keep yourself locked in a tight shell. I doubt anyone really knows who you are...I doubt you even know who you really are...
Dayna leans back and awaits his ego-driven reply. She knows full well his defenses will go up and his ego will become present. The answers she looked for. Were not to be found here. This seemed a mere waste of time.
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Post by King Vegas on Jul 8, 2007 1:10:02 GMT -4
Defenses? Pfftt...Surely you do not believe I am the only one who does such things do you? I have no problem admitting so. It's a tool of survival. Preservation if you will. We ALL have that tendency Ms. Mariano. Like yourself for instance? Hiding behind your "Quest" for "power" when we both know that isn't the one thing you desire most here in APW. So I believe we are both guilty of those accusations just spoken by yourself. Only difference? I readily admit to mine. And the comment concerning..."Moving on to easier things"? Elaborate please?
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Post by dayna on Jul 8, 2007 1:14:55 GMT -4
Skillfully dodged Cross, skillfully dodged. You admit you put them up, but you failed to touch on the fact that you truely don't even know yourself. My defenses, were down around you long ago, the moment I made my futile attempted to find the real Cross. I did so many things to find the real you...and this is still how you treat me? Skillfully dodging my questions just to put the same things back on me?
Dayna's eyes reddened slightly. Was she going to cry? No..she wouldn't give him that pleasure. She looked away from him for a moment then back down at her drink. Taking it in her hand she took another sip and regain her composure. Cross...the man who was everything she wished he wasn't...
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Post by King Vegas on Jul 8, 2007 1:23:19 GMT -4
A deep sigh escaped his lips, tilting his head towards the ceiling above. He found it strange how such a beautiful creature could always find a way to strike just the right nerve within him time and time again. Perhaps she was correct in her words? Perhaps she had made her personal intentions clear and he involuntary ignored them or allowed them to go unnoticed? He was almost at a loss of words seeing her reaction...Not knowing exactly what to do or say for that matter. Something not common at all when concerning Cross Genovese. His sights lowered slowly, once again coming into her line of vision as he quickly noticed her demeanor from the dark gaze radiating from her face as he spoke. He was frustrated with this entire situation. At a loss of words as well as direction. Another thing not commonly associated with Cross Genovese. Which begs the question...Why?
Alright...Alright Dayna...Perhaps you are correct in that sense. Perhaps I...*Sigh*...No...Correction. I'm confident that I should have handled things in a more appropriate manner and with more care and concern. You did in fact attempt to dig beneath the "Shell" if you will and I...
His words trailed off, not finishing the sentence completely as his vision seemed to do the same...Once again at a loss of words or perhaps...Just unable to decipher just how to speak those very words in such a situation. VERY unlike His Majesty.
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Post by dayna on Jul 8, 2007 5:14:21 GMT -4
Dayna peered into him, as if trying to read that very soul he kept locked away, oh so ever tightly. Her hands reached out to his and clasped his.
And you what Cross and you what?
She seemed almost as she was pleading. Something she never did. Never did anyone deserve to hear her plead. No one was worthy of that...except maybe....him...
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Post by King Vegas on Jul 8, 2007 15:13:33 GMT -4
His eyes slowly found their way to her hands...Grasped around his, just as his seemed to return the gesture...Slowly and gently grasping hers as well, almost involuntary as if his body had taken over, forcing him to do so...A moment of deep and calculated thought seemed to ensue for His Majesty...Replaying the events of the past 2 months of their..."Interaction"...As well as the "games" concocted as well as executed by them both along the way. It seemed to be coming to it's ultimate culmination...The true end game if you will...A blank look graced his face as he reveled in the moment, attempting to form the correct words to speak at this very minute in time...His eyes slowly rose again to meet hers...Seeing the pleading demeanor in her eyes for what it was...Nothing new when concerned with the fairer sex for Cross Genovese yet...A very different feeling came over him at that instance...One that seemed to be taunting him...Forcing him...To further speak the truth of the matter...Something that would surely prove difficult yes...Yet something...In dire need of occurring...
I...Successfully did...What I always seem to do in such a situation...Just as you stated before...
His vision still not wavering from their hands clasped together before them on the table separating them...A brief pause in his dialog...As if conjuring the strength to continue perhaps? His words continued, as a feeling of urgency came over him...As if...Time was short concerning the situation between the two of them almost...
...I...Chose to not deal with the truth of the matter concerning yourself and I Dayna...Instead choosing to...As you put it..."Remain locked away in the shell" that IS in fact...An ego...And...That fact of truth is...
Finally his vision arose from the table...His eyes ultimately making direct contact with hers as a second moment of his words being halted occurred...The look of lost even more intense on his face as he seemed to almost lose track of the conversation at hand...Just what was wrong with His Majesty at this moment in time? What was halting his words from being spoken and...Placing this most uncommon demeanor upon him in this setting?...
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Post by dayna on Jul 9, 2007 23:48:07 GMT -4
Was he opening? Was he really opening up to her? She couldn't let him stop, wouldn't let him stop.
The truth is what Cross? Please tell me, what is the truth?
Dayna leaned in closer to him. She was ass far across the table she could be with out actually getting on it. Finally the answers she needed, the ones she had longed for. This would decide all...everything...came down to this...
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Post by King Vegas on Jul 10, 2007 0:06:42 GMT -4
His eyes meet hers once again...He knew that all of the interaction between them over the past few months were coming to a head it seemed...There was no backing out now...Nowhere to run...A deep sigh from his lips as he seemingly stares endlessly into her eyes...Making his best attempt to do what she has asked of him for so long...His voice seemingly at a low audible tone as he responded...
The truth is...*Sigh*...For quite some time now...You...Have been constantly in my thoughts...Day in...Day out...Thoughts of just what could transpire if we were to...Form this...Potential union if you will...With me seemingly every second...You ARE...With me each and every waking moment...Of every passing day...And....I truly...Believe...You...Are...Destined to be...My...
He paused...His heart rate increasing as each second passed...Then...Officially finishing something that no one even remotely associated with Cross could fathom the man accomplishing...
Queen...
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Post by dayna on Jul 10, 2007 0:26:48 GMT -4
Dayna paused...was he serious...or just telling her what she wanted to hear...she needed to find out...she had to find out.
Yet rumor has it you've been...with...Destiny lately...how do you think of someone daily yet mingle with a former love interest? How do I know you aren't just telling me what I want to hear Cross?
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Post by King Vegas on Jul 10, 2007 0:33:54 GMT -4
His eyes merely remained locked with hers hearing the inquiry...She was right and had every right to think such a thing. He himself had to honestly question what he was doing much of the time...And this seemed to be yet another one of those instances...
You already know the answer to that question Dayna...Yes...Destiny and I have been seen together as of late. As far as my words being fact and not fiction?...Honestly?...You don't know Dayna...You truly don't. It's...Unfortunate things are the way they are sometimes and...There's absolutely nothing I can do to convince you that my words are truth. You have to believe...For yourself...
A feeling of relief came over him as his eyes lowered slowly, focusing on their union of hands in front of him. He knew the outcome of this impromptu meeting if you will. Ms. Mariano was much too careful in her dealings to risk...Herself?...On something as loose as mere words...Actions would surely have to come into play before she did such a thing...And he knew that without a doubt.
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Post by dayna on Jul 10, 2007 0:37:45 GMT -4
Her mouth got dry and she pulled her hands away from him. She looked down at her drink again. Seen with her? or fucked her? How could she believe someone who would randomly have sex with someone?
Define seen together Cross? Did you fuck her?
Dayna wanted him to say no he didn't even if it was a lie. but she knew he had. He was an animal, he could never contain his sexual desires, she knew it from the countless advances she had faced with him. And with a whore like Dez, it would be easy for him.
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Post by King Vegas on Jul 10, 2007 0:40:26 GMT -4
No words were spoken...Not even the slightest amount of movement from His Majesty as he simply nodded his head, confirming her suspicion of his recent involvement with Ms. Knight...On a evening where he had been perhaps more truthful with her than anyone...Pretty much ever...Why lie now?
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Post by dayna on Jul 10, 2007 0:42:49 GMT -4
Dayna wasn't surprised..but she had hoped it wasn't true. She had wished it wasn't true. A small piece of her heart died that moment. As the rest of it sunk. Fighting back the coming tears, she kept her calm and cool presence. She couldn't give him the satisfaction of tears. She wouldn't give him that satisfaction.
Why...?
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Post by King Vegas on Jul 10, 2007 0:51:42 GMT -4
His shoulders shrugged as he made eye contact with her for the hundredth time it seemed...Quickly refocusing his sights as he saw a...Faint trace of...Hurt from her...Surprised as he was over that fact, it didn't change the fact that he now had to get past that "shell" yet once again...Yet another difficult inquiry to answer...And he does so...
What can I say Dayna?...I am merely human...The need for companionship that we all have inside of us?...A moment of weakness?...Yes...It was...
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