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Post by $Cash Money Inc.$ on Oct 7, 2007 16:13:33 GMT -4
Ca$h was sick of this place... and the bore it turned out to be. He crashes into the couch with remote in hand while Dollaz is raiding the Familia's fridge and Silvia's on some sort of conference call or something.
There's nothing to watch... only thing that gave him any kind of thrill was watching himself on national television again. It had been a long time coming... especially since Silvia was so adament in keeping them under the radar... and focusing solely on the Compound.
The Compound... He wonders how C's doing... She really wasn't like any of the other girls he's been interested in, fling or not. Guess he's into that whole mysterious vibe she gives off... and it doesn't hurt that she's SLAMMING in anything she wears. Even though she plays hard to get, he could always get her to laugh, whether it was at his own expense or not, and he loved to see that from her. He closes his eyes... only to quickly see her face. She'd always call him a goof... but it seemed like more of a cute pet name than an insult, endearing actually. Ca$h wanted to see her again... wanting to leave ASAP. He lets out a drawn out sigh before he opens his eyes to see the re-run of last Pay Per View of the year here start up.Dollaz: [glow=orange,2,300]What are you watching now?[/glow] Dollaz walks around the couch and realizes that his "little" brother wasn't his old usual annoying self lately. With a bottle of soda pop and a bowl of popcorn in hand, he offers up some of the popcorn. Ca$h simply ignores it... until he just gives Dollaz a sighing "No."Dollaz: [glow=orange,2,300]Well now... depressed much? Would you like to talk about it?[/glow] Ca$h gives him another "No."First match of the night... theirs. Probably the only match that actually gave a damn... aside from another match that they both, including Silvia, were like... "Oh my god!" when they saw an old friend join in on the "fun."Ca$h: [glow=orange,2,300]Yo J... you know when we're bouncing out of this borefest of a city?[/glow] Dollaz: [glow=orange,2,300]Homesick? I thought you liked to travel... and absolutely hated being cooped up...[/glow] He did... but he didn't have something to look forward to when he goes back "home." This time... it's different...Ca$h: [glow=orange,2,300]Yea... but this place sucks ass. By the way... have you called the Sarge?[/glow] Dollaz: [glow=orange,2,300]The Sargeant?...[/glow] Dollaz thinks he knows why his brother is so "down" lately.Dollaz: [glow=orange,2,300]I haven't... but I'm sure everything is going swimmingly. And your little "C" should be doing fine as well...[/glow] Ca$h hates it when his bro reads him like a book.Ca$h: [glow=orange,2,300]I hate you... you know that, right?[/glow] Ca$h crosses his arms and "turtles" his neck, pouting.Dollaz: [glow=orange,2,300]I love you too...  Yet, you're barking up the wrong tree, dear brother. She's not interested... and I haven't detected any sort of indication that she has or will.[/glow] Ca$h: [glow=orange,2,300]That's cause you don't know her like I know her... umm have gotten to.[/glow] Ca$h knew that she was very secretive, but every time he could have his small talks with her, to continue picking at breaking the ice, they were steps into the right direction.Ca$h:[glow=orange,2,300] And it's not like we have a future here anyways. Do we still have anything to prove?[/glow] Dollaz: [glow=orange,2,300]I see where you are coming from... but Silvia hasn't expressed any sign of us staying here for good... as in signing with APW... again. With that in mind, I believe it shouldn't be too long that we do in fact return to the Compound. She's been on the phone for a few hours now. Prepping for our departure, possibly. [/glow]
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Post by ~*Miss Silvia Banks*~ on Oct 11, 2007 0:31:30 GMT -4
...Well... I'm very humbled that you would call me of all people for this future endeavor of yours... I'll be sure to keep in touch. Feel free to call whenever you like. Kisses, darling...
She closes her phone, now walking into the main area of the Familia's locker room. Interesting phone call... the LAST thing she thought would happen. But alas, the world works in mysterious ways. Anyhow, she spots her boys sitting on the couch and tiptoes her way behind said couch. Silvia looks at them both, sensing some sort of blasee aura coming from Chri$.
Something wrong, Chri$?
The last thing she wanted was Toronto to be physically "draining" for them... God knows the end of the wrestling season can do that even to the biggest of personalities...
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Post by $Cash Money Inc.$ on Oct 11, 2007 0:38:05 GMT -4
Ca$h: [glow=orange,2,300]It's nothing...[/glow]
Chri$ thinks about turning around, but meh. He sighs heavily... refocusing on the television set.
Dollaz: [glow=orange,2,300]He's homesick...[/glow]
Ca$h nudges him as quickly as he can... thinking his bro is a damn snitch. Ninjas get f'ed up on the streets for that sh!z...
Dollaz nudges him back, just to reaffirm that it was true... gosh.
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Post by ~*Miss Silvia Banks*~ on Oct 11, 2007 0:45:01 GMT -4
Homesick?She raises one of her eyebrows, which had been sculpted fabulously mind you, in question. Taking a second to ponder this, she herself knows why. A woman always knows. The only thing men have on their minds are women... a man's test in life.  Is this about Miss *Bleep*? That's so cute, Chri$. I'm sure she's thinking about you too...She realizes that this last statement catches his complete attention, his ears wiggled when that happened. He turns around and she proceeds in giving him a wink.
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Post by $Cash Money Inc.$ on Oct 11, 2007 0:56:23 GMT -4
Ca$h: [glow=orange,2,300]Really?![/glow] His voice cracks a little bit... Umm awkward moment follows. he clears his throat, to try that again. He had lost "it" there for a second...Ca$h: [glow=orange,2,300]Ya really think so, Sil?[/glow] More of that tough street talk he's learned to take in... and keeping it real of course. He then realizes that by Sil's words, she must know something he doesn't. Maybe she's talked to her about him? Oh sh!z...Ca$h: [glow=orange,2,300]You holdin' out on me, Sil. Come on, sista... spill it. [/glow] Dollaz just rolls his eyes... Silvia had better not be teasing the boy. Unless she was just as delirious as his little brother is. |
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Post by ~*Miss Silvia Banks*~ on Oct 11, 2007 1:05:07 GMT -4
She rushes her way around the couch, as fast as she could in her heels, and sits in between her favorite tag team, the BEST tag team.
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So she's biased... sue her. Well... you know how girls are in playing hard to get? She finds it amusing that you're insistent in getting a date out of her. She's almost close to cracking though... that tough veneer of hers is something she can't just drop altogether, you know. We've trained her not to do that. Keep at it though, she'll break and fall in your arms. And believe me, I know these things like I do fashion...She flips her hair, batting her eyelashes at him... just so Chri$ gets the point.So... I'm sure you too heard about Adrian right? We need to go see how he's doing...
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Post by $Cash Money Inc.$ on Oct 11, 2007 1:16:54 GMT -4
Oh hell yeah! Score! Chri$ knew it, she digs him. He sooo has to continue giving her some more of that Ca$hisma.  Dollaz places his hand on his forehead, dumbfounded. He knew that Chri$topher wouldn't shut up about this for a LONG while. The mood, however, switches gears... the news about 187 hitting too close to home.Dollaz: [glow=orange,2,300]Any word about how he's recuperating?[/glow] Ca$h: [glow=orange,2,300]We sooo gotta pop a cap in someone's a$$ 'cause of that. Nobody messes with Fam... Those who do, get their a$$es clipped...[/glow] They were both worried, wondering what this would mean, who was behind it, and what's to come. A hit on the Fam? It was the furtherest thing on their minds collectively...
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Post by ~*Miss Silvia Banks*~ on Oct 11, 2007 1:27:48 GMT -4
She'd be lying to herself if she didn't feel like leaving Toronto this minute. She was especially worried with Damian running about, unguarded. She actually hoped it was just a freak accident not the word "hit" her own family was so familiar with, but all signs point to the latter.
Damian told me he was stable, the last time I spoke to him that is... but still kept in the ICU... just to make sure everything's going to be okay. Yet in all honesty, I'm quite scared, boys. I just have this bad feeling, you know?
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Post by $Cash Money Inc.$ on Oct 11, 2007 1:47:29 GMT -4
Uh oh... Silvia's intuition isn't something they should take lightly. It's helped them survive this industry and manage to do what's in their best interest. Still though... they weren't sure what to think.
Ca$h: [glow=orange,2,300]Fork this sh!z! We ain't come up here to be scared out of our minds. It's gonna be fine... let's just go check up on 7...[/glow]
Dollaz knew what his brother was doing, being strong for Silvia...so that she wouldn't have a nervous breakdown. She's faint-prone... they should know.
Dollaz: [glow=orange,2,300]Chri$topher is right. Once we're all there around him, we can possibly think of a way to explain all of this. Is Damian anywhere near the vicinity?[/glow]
He hadn't seen Damian since last seeing him on television... decimating those two clowns from a "Green-er" past.
Ca$h: [glow=orange,2,300]D's probably there right now. Let's just head over there... call up a limo or something, J.[/glow]
Ca$h is the first to stand up... to get himself ready. Dollaz and Silvia stay seated.
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Post by ~*Miss Silvia Banks*~ on Oct 11, 2007 1:59:15 GMT -4
A cold shiver slides down her back, causing her to momentarily tremble uncontrollably... the spasm just wasting away with the passing of a few seconds.
I think we should leave, since I'm not sure where Damian is at the moment... Hopefully he's not alone somewhere... Actually, I'm going to give him a call and let him know we're on our way to the hospital...
She reaches for her cell phone and flips it open...
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Post by "The Standard" Damian Juarez on Oct 14, 2007 20:45:35 GMT -4
Silvia? It's Damian... Are you there?
The faint voice startles both Joey and Silvia. They could have sworn they didn't hear a ring. How eerie... Even though she received the call in an unexpected fashion, Silvia's intentions were the same nonetheless. |
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Post by ~*Miss Silvia Banks*~ on Oct 14, 2007 20:57:41 GMT -4
She could hear some static over the line as she quickly positioned the phone to her ear. She recognizes the voice in a few seconds, hoping for some good news about the strange happenings of Adrian's freak acccident... or assasination attempt, eep...
Damian? Damian! I'm here... Where are you?
The static continues to build, the irritation it brings her ear evident with her winces.
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Post by $Cash Money Inc.$ on Oct 14, 2007 21:21:07 GMT -4
Dollaz wants to know what's going on. He can see how uncomfortable Silvia looks but he didn't understand why. He tries to get something out of her with his questioning eyes, but she's trying her best to hear what Damian is saying.
Meanwhile, Ca$h is looking for his designer denim jacket somwhere out back. He wanted to get the hell out of here because he was fed up with this town and the fact that there are fricking lunatics running around shooting people. No one could convince him though... he knows that someone must have placed a hit on 7. There are fricking 30 or more people in this company that are more deserving of getting shot than his brotha from another motha 187. Suddenly... he hears some sort of ticking sound.
Ca$h: [glow=orange,2,300]What the hell?[/glow]
Is he hearing things? His eyes shift from left to right. A few seconds pass... and he starts thinking that he truly is hearing things... so he pays no mind to it. Back to finding that jacket...
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Post by "The Standard" Damian Juarez on Oct 14, 2007 21:39:41 GMT -4
...Silvia?...I...my...way...the...Sit...We...get...of...
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Post by ~*Miss Silvia Banks*~ on Oct 14, 2007 21:52:38 GMT -4
Hello... hello... hello?!! UGH!  She's completely fed up with her phone... not realizing that it wasn't at fault here... moreso on Damian's end. Silvia closes her phone and tosses it over her shoulder. Joey is surprised by her reaction, thinking if it was something Damian had said that upset her.
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Post by $Cash Money Inc.$ on Oct 14, 2007 22:34:23 GMT -4
Dollaz: [glow=orange,2,300]Umm... Silvia?? What's wrong? What did Damian say?[/glow]
Ca$h: [glow=orange,2,300]Where's that goddamn jacket?...[/glow]
Chri$ is still looking for his jacket, while the faint ticking increases in volume. Suddenly, the scene pans back to the main room where Silvia and Joey are situated...
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Post by The Trigger on Oct 14, 2007 23:13:24 GMT -4
After a brief moment of silence, it was time for him to get his fun with the whole "phone tag game." Getting the okay from his boss. He picked up a cell phone sitting on the table top of a desk in front of him. Then he leaned back in his seat and kicked his feet up onto the table. Resting those black combat boots on top of the desk, he flips the cell phone open. He goes through the list of names on the phone that have been acquired through secret means. He finds the name "Silvia Banks" and this brings a smirk across his face. He hits "send" and lifts the phone up to his ears. Letting it ring as he awaited an answer from the other end.
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Post by ~*Miss Silvia Banks*~ on Oct 14, 2007 23:21:45 GMT -4
The call went...
Silvia could hear the phone she tossed behind the couch, playing her favorite song. This stops her from finishing her last sentence.
It's him again... hold on a second!
She shoves Joey away while she gets back on her own two feet. Hurrying around the couch, she lowers herself and grabs hold of the phone. A flick of the wrist later, she answers...
Damian?... The line went...
She's cut off...
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Post by The Trigger on Oct 14, 2007 23:30:29 GMT -4
"Hahahahahahahaha.... HA!"
Silvia is cut off by the laughter of a man with a heavy German accent of a man on the other line. Shaking his head at the sound of the woman on the other end calling out to the wrong person. Should have checked the phone before making such quick assumptions as to who's on the phone. The man responded with...
"Damian...? As in Damian Juarez...? The so-called Standard...? Oh no Miss... You're very 'vrong there. Unfortunately for you... This isn't Damian... He will be... dealt with very soon. No... This is not Damian... Guess again Miss Banks..."
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Post by ~*Miss Silvia Banks*~ on Oct 14, 2007 23:40:12 GMT -4
All of the color and life upon her flawless skin is sucked right out of her... confusion and fear slowly setting in.
What?! Wh..who is this?!
It then dawns on her that her woman's intuition was right on the money, a hit has been placed on people she's cared for... just for it to escalate with another name. The name of the man she's loved for 4 years now had been uttered by another... but in a most threatening and conniving way...
No... if you hurt Damian I swear to GOD I'll have your head on a silver platter...
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Yet, you're barking up the wrong tree, dear brother. She's not interested... and I haven't detected any sort of indication that she has or will.[/glow]
