Post by blaze on Apr 24, 2007 1:03:02 GMT -4
He paces around outside of Hugh's office. Could he go through with this? Could he really sell out the love of his life? His heart told him no, but his pain inside that she had caused him screamed out yes. Sadly, in past choices, Shaddix was more known on acting out in pain more so than love. This time, appeared to be no different....
[glow=blue,2,300]"Dick, we need to talk....."[/glow]
Just like that, Shaddix had barged into his office. No knock, uninvited, yet acting as if he owned the place. He takes a seat across from Hugh and gives him a cold stare. Hugh immediately acknowledges Shaddixs presence, but before he can greet him, Shaddix begins speaking....
[glow=blue,2,300]"Get this straight....I don't like you....I despise you....I think your a low down, worthless son of a.....Well, to keep it simple....your a jackass...."[/glow]
Hugh raises his eyebrow in a questioning manner. The look on his face not very happy with where this is going so far. He attempts to speak again, but Shaddix raises his finger, hushing him...
[glow=blue,2,300]"And I'm obviously not the only one who feels this way....You see....Theres a bit of a....um...revolt? Heading your way....and after it deals with you....its going after the Angels......Of course, I got some more information on the whole thing....And I can guaren-damn-tee you wanna hear what I have to say....but thats all you get from me....for now.....However, if your familiar with the saying you scratch my back, I'll scratch yours.....Then we can continue this conversation a bit more...and delve a bit deeper into this whole situation....However, right now my backs itching.....So its your turn to return the favor....And with the obvious small amount of superstars backing you....You certainly will want to return the favor...Because you...need....me....."[/glow]
Shaddix leans back in his seat, propping his feet up on Hugh's desk. The ball was in Hugh's court now....We just have to wait and see if he knows how to play the game....
[glow=blue,2,300]"Dick, we need to talk....."[/glow]
Just like that, Shaddix had barged into his office. No knock, uninvited, yet acting as if he owned the place. He takes a seat across from Hugh and gives him a cold stare. Hugh immediately acknowledges Shaddixs presence, but before he can greet him, Shaddix begins speaking....
[glow=blue,2,300]"Get this straight....I don't like you....I despise you....I think your a low down, worthless son of a.....Well, to keep it simple....your a jackass...."[/glow]
Hugh raises his eyebrow in a questioning manner. The look on his face not very happy with where this is going so far. He attempts to speak again, but Shaddix raises his finger, hushing him...
[glow=blue,2,300]"And I'm obviously not the only one who feels this way....You see....Theres a bit of a....um...revolt? Heading your way....and after it deals with you....its going after the Angels......Of course, I got some more information on the whole thing....And I can guaren-damn-tee you wanna hear what I have to say....but thats all you get from me....for now.....However, if your familiar with the saying you scratch my back, I'll scratch yours.....Then we can continue this conversation a bit more...and delve a bit deeper into this whole situation....However, right now my backs itching.....So its your turn to return the favor....And with the obvious small amount of superstars backing you....You certainly will want to return the favor...Because you...need....me....."[/glow]
Shaddix leans back in his seat, propping his feet up on Hugh's desk. The ball was in Hugh's court now....We just have to wait and see if he knows how to play the game....