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Post by King Vegas on Oct 7, 2007 14:05:16 GMT -4
Continued From...
Handshakes were exchanged between Familia brethren...Temporary goodbyes were spoken as well, seconds before His Majesty exited the hospital room where his brother lay still motionless with no response or movement...His footsteps carrying him towards the elevator towards the end of the corridor, Mr. Gunns in tow...There were no words exchanged between the men during the trek, that lingering surreal atmosphere obviously following them from the room of their fallen brethren. They stood before the doors of the elevator, awaiting it's arrival after Tommy pressed the corresponding button along the long silver panel. Within moments they could hear the car approaching, just as the cell phone upon the hip of His Majesty vibrated slightly. A quick glance downward was followed by a slight shaking of his head by His Majesty. He was neither looking forward to nor in the mood for interruptions for that matter today. Too much was circulating through his mind for meaningless dialog from anyone not affiliated with the Familia Regime. Going with his better judgment he decided to ignore the incoming call, awaiting the doors of the car to open as it came to a slow stop.
Seconds later the door opened to reveal and empty car. His Majesty released a deep sigh as he stepped aboard, his efforts carrying him towards the back of the car where he found himself leaning gingerly against the wall, his vision tilted towards the ceiling of the elevator, already re-entering a deep though process. Tommy wasn't far behind, making his way into the car as well, and finding the silver panel and pressing the button that would take them to the ground floor to begin their departure.
His ears could hear the doors closing as his eyes remained shut awaiting the movement of the elevator to begin. And once they had begun their downward journey, his eyes reopened to meet those of his brother in arms, both staring from behind dark tinted glasses, Tommy offering the first words of their trek...
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Tommy Gunns
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Post by Tommy Gunns on Oct 7, 2007 14:14:50 GMT -4
What's on ya' mind homey...? Tryin' ta' figga' out who da' fuck is comin' afta' us still huh?
Tommy smirks slightly, shaking his head before going on as he snatched the dark glasses from his brow.
Shit's lookin' like it's got ya' stress'd out a bit too nigga. Calm down homeboy. These sumbitchez ain't gettin' away wit' dis' dog. What they did to Murda'? Pfft. We gon' make that shit look like a fuckin' baptism befo' it's ova' Believe that. Me N' Crack already talkin' 'bout hittin' the streets lata' on today and seein' whut we can find out anyway. Shit like dis' goes down? Somebody knows about it. Shouldn't be too long fo' we get SOMETHIN' we can use ya' know?
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Post by King Vegas on Oct 7, 2007 14:25:47 GMT -4
He only nodded his head slightly hearing Tommy express their anxiousness to find whom had done such a thing to their brethren...Better yet whom would even dare to attempt to inflict such harm upon the Familia...Surely they couldn't have been the wisest of individuals. Yet an eerie and lingering feeling of familiarity remained with Cross' thoughts with each passing second...A slight cough from the man who would be King as his clenched fist found it's way to his lips before responding...
Good...Very good...Not to put any additional pressure on either of you gentlemen but...Make haste if you will?...
Their eyes met once again as His Majesty raised an eyebrow, seeing the traces of emerging vengeance in his facial demeanor. Tommy lived for these moments. Moments where unforgiving mercy was needed. Moments where the most brutal of acts could and most certainly would be required during the coming days and weeks. A slight smirk appeared on the King's face as he replied once more, as his person slightly jerked back and forth in response to the downward movement of the elevator...
Then again I know how much YOU personally enjoy such work hm?...I pity the gentlemen who have sought to wage a war against my brethren...Perhaps they don't realize the severity of their choices in the matter...Hm...No matter...It seems once again, we have to do what only we can my friend. Restore "Order"...
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Tommy Gunns
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Post by Tommy Gunns on Oct 7, 2007 14:32:41 GMT -4
Yea, yea I hear ya' potna'. Mothafucka's always tryin' to stop the unstoppable eh?...Fuckin' dumbasses...
A slight moment of laughter is shared between the gentlemen as their journey towards the ground floor continues on. Tommy slowly readjusted his body against the wall nearest the control panel of the elevator, almost slumping down as he slightly spread his legs apart for more balance during the bumpy ride. His arms were folded across his waist, fingers interlocked as he began to bob his head slowly to the music being pumped into the elevator. Some classical shit? Who'da'thunk it?!!? He had gotten so much into the musical piece he didn't notice the odd stare in his direction from his brethren on the opposite side of the elevator.
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Post by King Vegas on Oct 7, 2007 14:38:02 GMT -4
A slight chuckle as his cell phone began to gently vibrate once again. His hand lowered towards the device slowly as he responded to his brother in arms...
From "Gangsta Rap" to "Classical" Tommy?...I'm impressed. Genuinely and thoroughly shocked but...Impressed nonetheless...Ha Ha...
The cell phone was raised to eye level in his hands, his gaze peering at the number plastered across the display screen. An eyebrow raised instantly as his facial expression changed within seconds...That...Number...His eyes slowly blinked a few times...Pondering whether or not they were observing just what he thought they were...A moment of silence as he continued to stare endlessly at the device firmly gripped into his palm...Not speaking a single word, nor moving an inch...
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Tommy Gunns
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Post by Tommy Gunns on Oct 7, 2007 14:43:26 GMT -4
Tommy smiled hearing his brother's words about the music playing and him actually seeming to enjoy it. His arm raised slowly, extending his middle finger as Cross laughed at the situation. A giant smile shown across his face but was quickly disipated as he noticed the look of concern on V's face afterwards. Staring at the cell phone in his hand, he could tell something must have caught the man's attention. He slowly stood up to an upright position before speaking out...
What's wrong nigga? Lookin' like somebody sent ya' naked pics of Hot Stuff Mandy. 'Sup?
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Post by King Vegas on Oct 7, 2007 14:48:12 GMT -4
The facial expression of the man who would be King changed slowly and dramatically as he continued to gaze at the phone in his grasps. So much so that he clearly didn't hear the words spoken by Tommy only seconds ago. His arm lowered, the cell phone continued to vibrate as it came to rest along one of the railings partly supporting his weight during their journey towards the ground floor...Still not speaking a single word, his vision raised towards Tommy again...Shaking his head in response, not offering one single word...
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Tommy Gunns
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Post by Tommy Gunns on Oct 7, 2007 14:50:01 GMT -4
His face frowned up seeing the non reaction from V. Wasn't like him at all. Now he was fuckin' concerned himself and had to speak up again.
Hey!...Who da' fuck is it man? Lookin' like you seen a goddamn ghost. Gon' answer dat' shit or what?
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Post by King Vegas on Oct 7, 2007 14:56:52 GMT -4
A slight sigh was released, raising the phone back towards eye level...One final gander ensued, still not sure on whether or not the call should be answered...Though hearing his brethren's words urged him on to do so, he thought perhaps the entire ordeal was some sick joke being played by whomever had sought out the Familia Regime with this waging of a war that had begun a few weeks prior...
The phone, still vibrating steadily was then brought to his ear, just as his hand had connected with the corresponding button to connect the in coming call...The vibration stopped instantly, the "unknown" caller now with a direct line of communication with His Majesty. He cleared his throat slightly, not offering the first word as he awaited the calling party to speak...
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The Contact
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Post by The Contact on Oct 7, 2007 15:01:38 GMT -4
Finally, the voice she had been waiting to hear for the better part of 60 seconds. She knew he couldn't resist finding out whom was seeking council with him. She knew he wouldn't. At least not for long. The smile on her face on the opposite end was priceless to say the least, awaiting the moment where she could hear his voice again. Waiting patiently for him to come to the realization of just how severe the situation at hand actually had become. Offering only... "His Majesty I presume? How's the "family" lately?"[/center]
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Tommy Gunns
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Post by Tommy Gunns on Oct 7, 2007 15:04:20 GMT -4
Tommy noticed the look of shock come over V's face after answering the phone call. Dude was standing motionless and speechless. Like...I don't know. Something wasn't right though. He stood up even straighter, stepped forward a bit as the elevator began to come to a slow stop. He raised an eyebrow, holding his arms out to the side as if waiting for some kind of information about who the hell was calling. He could hear small traces of the voice on the other end almost. Sounded like a female's voice. Maybe it was Laura. Maybe his sister or maybe even Dez. He didn't know. But he damn sure wanted to know why V had the "deer in the headlights" look right now though.
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Post by King Vegas on Oct 7, 2007 15:38:53 GMT -4
The sound of the elevator doors slowly opening was quickly noticed, his attention turning towards the now growing opening which would allow for their exit from the car. Tommy wasted not a single second in doing so, stepping off of the elevator, hands placed firmly in his pockets after returning the dark tinted glasses to his brow.
He remained motionless...Still processing the voice in which had graced his ears after so long...It couldn't have been fact...Or perhaps it was all merely a ploy to further confuse matters among the faction as a whole...He could hear Tommy's footsteps come to a halt, turning and facing back towards him undoubtedly. Once more a slight cough escaped his lips, before leaving the confines of the wall that had supported his person during the journey to their destination, his advancements carrying him from the car as he switched to his opposite hand and ear, finally speaking into the device with...
Depends on who's inquiring dear. And why do I get the overpowering feeling that you're already quite aware of how my "family" is doing hm?...Or is that merely my own paranoia setting in finally...?
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The Contact
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Post by The Contact on Oct 7, 2007 15:47:00 GMT -4
"Maybe it's a little bit of both you think? Or maybe it's just clear to you now that finally, someone has the balls AND the ingenuity to once and for all rid the planet of you over hyped street thugs? Or maybe, just maybe, the other superstars in the wrestling business just want to finally see THEIR efforts rewarded instead of one lowly faction receiving all of the glory and praise any and everywhere? Who knows really Cross? Me I'd like to think that it's a combination of all of the above, as well as a few things I won't even go into right now. This isn't the time for that kind of talk anyway. Not with the issues you all have to deal with lately anyway. You should be worried about who's "next" on the removal list I think. Oh and of course the little "reunion" the Familia started with the last APW showcase a week ago. How nice. All of the useless and glory hogging superstars of the industry in one place and seemingly in one faction...Again. I could have puked I was so estatic about that."
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Post by King Vegas on Oct 7, 2007 15:53:08 GMT -4
Heh Heh...Is that so? Sounds as if someone has quite the vendetta against my brothers and sisters in arms. Why is that I wonder?...Perhaps you are just merely beneath the class of athletes and individuals with whom I choose to associate and align myself with?...What's that word again...? A term commonly used through out the centuries...
His arm raises towards his head, his index finger coming to rest upon his temple as if contemplating something or another...His steps continue a few feet behind Tommy, who clearly was listening to his every word as their steps proceeded towards the exit some few dozen feet away...Mockingly he seems to come to the conclusion of just the word he was seeking for the conversation. Then...
Oh yes!...Jealous?...Envious?...Perhaps those terms would suffice for you Ms...Ms...I'm sorry I must apologize, I didn't seem to catch your name dear...
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The Contact
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Post by The Contact on Oct 7, 2007 16:13:14 GMT -4
She giggled a bit. He couldn't be serious to think someone was actually envious of the sesspool of talent he called a family.
"I didn't give it actually. I think this way is much better. Not knowing whom exactly you're talking to. Especially seeing as how it's you who's out of the loop. Makes for interesting dialog with you that's for sure. How's it feel oh mighty "King"? Knowing that someone or someoneS, are waiting in the shadows, just dying for the opportunity to give your family what they've been giving others for years now? Except on a more violent level."
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Post by King Vegas on Oct 7, 2007 16:33:56 GMT -4
Hmmpf...MORE violent you say?...I see. So basically you're stating that the Familia Regime is as hated as I initially anticipated?...Wow...What a revelation dear, what a revelation. Tell me though, do you have ANYTHING that would be remotely interesting for my ears as of this moment? This dialog is fast becoming seemingly useless and with lack of direction. Surely you have SOMETHING that's not sleep inducing...? His lips cracked a tiny smile at the corners, proceeding out of the doors as the luxury vehicle awaiting their entry sat near the curb motionless, the driver standing in his designated place of course. His Majesty stopped short, seemingly now becoming amused with how the conversation was going thus far. He'd expect nothing less from the person on the opposite end. Nothing less. He readily awaited her response to his words, as his steps came to a halt, Tommy continuing on towards the awaiting vessel of transport.
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Post by The Contact on Oct 9, 2007 20:22:16 GMT -4
"Funny you should mention "revelations" Mr. Vegas. It really is. It soooo pertains the situation you and your little Familia are currently headed towards actually. You know, in "biblical" terms? The end. The culmination. The Climax. All of those apply here Cross. I just hope you all realize it before it's too late and take my associates and mine's intentions seriously. Before it's too late."
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Post by King Vegas on Oct 9, 2007 20:35:42 GMT -4
By this moment, Cross had seemingly come to the conclusion that the caller was either seriously mentally challenged or perhaps...Just possessed the undeniable lust for their demise. Perhaps even both...Yet he remained civil in his dialog, at least feinting to listen to each and every word she spoke through the device he held closely to his ear. His vision met that of Tommy's, already seated comfortably in the luxury vehicle awaiting His Majesty by this time. He could instantly tell from his facial expression that he had begun to grow impatient with awaiting his own entry into said vehicle, so without further hesitation his steps began once more, bringing him closer and closer as he shook his head slightly, all the while a smirk on his face as he spoke...
Oh oh...Now we're getting somewhere Miss. I was beginning to think you were a bigger fraud than initially anticipated. Perhaps...
But His Majesty's sentence was cut short instantly when...
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Post by The Contact on Oct 10, 2007 15:57:37 GMT -4
A school girlish giggle could be heard over the end of the phone, almost drowned out in audible level by a sound that mirrored an explosion of some sort. Only a few seconds later, the sounds of people screaming outside of the hospital could be heard. Almost music to her ears as she just smiled, not speaking a word. A loud clanging noise could also be heard over the phone, most likely the phone held firmly by His Majesty falling to the ground from the blowback of part one of the onslaught soon to be brought forth from her associates and herself. Her giggle slowly escalated to full blown laughter as she waited patiently. She knew he'd retrieve the phone once again after the realization of just what had occured. Leaning back in the chair she sat in, thousands of miles away she stared endlessly at the ceiling above, taking in the sweet sounds of vengeance and absolution.
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Post by King Vegas on Oct 10, 2007 16:04:41 GMT -4
Loud screams and sounds of panic surrounded him almost instantly it seemed...His frame sent crashing violently to the concrete below after the initial explosion. His eyes immediately dart to the luxury vehicle that was commissioned to carry them on their departure on this day, engulfed in flames as high as the eye could see almost...The look of utter shock present in his facial expressions, eyes wide as if he had seen a ghost before him...There were footsteps and voices all around him, his senses nearly oblivious to him as he struggled to return to his feet, fumbling the phone in his hand as only seconds later he could feel the grasps of someone, perhaps seeking to aid the man who would be King to his feet once more, instantly lifting him to his feet in one fell swoop, their motions immediately backing away from the fiery scene mere feet away...
Seemingly locked into the grasp of the person or person(c) pulling him from harms way, the phone now dangling from his grasp, his mouth hung agape as a look of anger & confusion invaded his facial features...His thought process attempting to validate what had just transpired before him seconds later...Though he struggled continuously to do so...He could form no words...
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