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Post by King Vegas on Oct 22, 2007 21:05:29 GMT -4
A slight chuckle escapes his lips as his hand finds it's way to his temple area, slowly massaging it it seemed before commenting without even laying his vision upon the man mere feet away from him...
Understand...He asks if I understand...*Sigh* Dr. Gracie, with all due respect I'd like to visit and enjoy this time with my fallen brother if you don't mind? The previous weeks have been quite worrisome for all of us I'm sure you understand. I'm sure you have other visitors to agitate other than myself?...So...If you will. Your services are no longer needed sir. Until we meet again...
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The Trigger
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Go To 'Var? You Haff' Seen NOTHING Yet.
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Post by The Trigger on Oct 22, 2007 21:14:16 GMT -4
"Oh... If you only knew..."
He decided to keep his mouth shut. King Vegas would indeed get his when the time was right. How he will love the day when it comes time to exterminate this man. But he would have to be patient until then. He looks down at 187 still laying unconscious. So close to finishing the job with this target. There's always tomorrow. He looked back at Vegas for a brief moment again before proceeding with making his exit. Stepping out of the room, he began to make his way down the hallway. Off to make his exit of the building entirely, and report back with the news to his employer.
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Post by King Vegas on Oct 22, 2007 21:18:08 GMT -4
Jackass...Thank the Creator he's gone...And that god awful attempt to hide his accent...Psshh...
He turned his head slightly laying eyes upon his brother once again as a smile found it's way onto his face. Almost as if they were laughing together at the brief but interesting encounter. Leaning back into the seat he tilted his vision towards the ceiling, releasing a long breathe before his eyes closed slowly for a few seconds, suddenly reopening as if pondering something he had seemingly forgotten. Sitting up in the chair once more, he retrieved the phone from his hip and began dialing as his fingers lightly made their way across the keypad in a swift manner.
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Post by cookthatshiz on Oct 22, 2007 21:46:00 GMT -4
Back in Jay Crack's room... Young Felony and Jin Remmy were shocked to hear that even Jay's half sister was even involved during this whole little war being waged. Both shaking their heads as they couldn't believe their ears. Felony was the first to speak up after Jay had finished... Felony: "Damn nigga... Sounds like a hit if I've ever heard of one... That broad probably had you scoped out from the get-go. She must have eyes all around here or something... Gotta think about it. She knew you was in that area. Where ever you were, she knew you was there. And just waited for the right moment in order to get you..."Remmy then chimed in... Remmy: "F**kin' A... B***h got connects. That don't mean sh*t though. Ain't like we ain't got connect of our own. Right? You don't think I'm going to let my two closest homies and ol' 'Nisha get hurt without there being some repercussions? F**k that sh*t. Me and Felony... We gonna stay in Canada. Figure out what's going down. Bust some heads if need be. Let their asses know we ain't f**kin' around." Jay shook his head slowly before responding...[glow=red,1,0]"No... Remmy... No... I know how you are... I know how you get.... Just... no... We don't need a war going on in the streets of Canada... I know you got connects... I know you got the firepower... I know you Remmy... But I don't want anymore irrational actions being taken... I don't want to see any more of my homies laid up in the hospital or worse.... You can call me soft... Call me whatever... But I've tried calling them out... They're scared... They're cowards... They're hiding in the shadows while the gunman has already set up his way of killing us... Calling them out ain't gonna work... We need something more than going out and painting the town red to figure out who doing this... For me nigga... Don't do anything irrational... I don't want to see anymore of my people hurt or killed out here... I ain't scared... I ain't being no pussy now... But shooting places up and calling them out ain't gonna do it.. The reason we're losing so many people is cause they got sh*t mapped out and planned... They got us figured out... They know our next moves before us... We can't do this sh*t without planning... So no "shoot first, ask questions last"''.... A'ight Remmy?"[/glow]
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Post by amw on Oct 23, 2007 0:57:08 GMT -4
Remmy nodded his head in agreement. He understood that Jay was dead serious about not taking the war to the bastards that had started this. As much as he wanted to go to the trunk of his car right now and pull those pair of heavily modified, suppressed P90s out... He had to restrain himself right now. He simply responded to Jay with...
Remmy: "I understand Jay. I understand. I won't do nothing drastic. I won't do anything... right now. Just let me know when you give me the okay and let me know who ever them b***hes are... And it's on. It's over with them. Six feet deep under the concrete. Just say the word and it's over for their asses."
Felony nodded his head after Remmy responded before chiming in himself...
Felony: "Usually I don't agree with too much that comes outta Remmy's mouth... but this time I do. It don't matter, once you find out the who, what, when, where, why, and how. You let us know the who, what, when, where, and how. No reason to give us why we should mirk them niggas. This is reason enough. You just keep ya head up nigga and stay alive Jay. We'll do the rest."
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Post by King Vegas on Oct 24, 2007 11:09:10 GMT -4
Numerous calls...Back to back. Nonstop almost. He had made attempts to get in contact with Taylor for the better part of an hour...Only to fail it seemed. His mind was already processing the worse possible case scenarios concerning the whereabouts of not only her, but more importantly his young daughter. Glancing over towards his brother in arms for a split second, he knew he had to once more leave his side. Every effort to ensure their safety of course had to be made at this point of the war being waged upon the Familia as a whole. Leaving his seat, once again his hand began dialing the needed digits to get in direct contact with the young blond beauty, his steps carrying him out of the hospital room and out into the corridor and beginning his trek towards the elevator at the end of the passage...All the while hoping for the best...
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Sarah Andrews-Cross
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APW Rose Champion
Professional Wrestling's "Iron Rose"
Posts: 834
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Post by Sarah Andrews-Cross on Oct 26, 2007 9:19:59 GMT -4
Continuing From "Reaching Out""*Sigh*...Damnit..." Nothing. That was what she received with each call to Taylor's phone following Madison's surprise "arrival". She sat fidgeting at the kitchen table with her niece literally draped against her body, her small arms wrapped tightly around her neck the entire time. The child must have been horrified at this point. She seemed to not even remember how she had gotten all the way here to Aruba, nor recalled when was the last time she had seen her mother either. That alone would have frightened any child enough, yet for her to turn up so far away was making things that much worse. The only consolation was that she was in the presence of family at least. People that would certainly look after her until things could be figured out. The phone remained clutched in her grasp as she stared across the table at an equally as confused Jason, her arms returning the child's embrace as she begin to think what she would say when she made this next phone call. This time to her brother back in Toronto. Positioning herself as best she could while holding a five year old in her arms, the appropriate numbers were dialed and the phone brought up to her ear as Jason's eyes met hers again... "...Didn't want to have to do this but...I have to call him now. God I hope he knows at least SOMETHING about what's going on..." She could only shake her head in disbelief over the days happenings, closing her eyes for a few seconds almost as if she was preparing herself for the coming conversation.
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Post by King Vegas on Oct 26, 2007 9:31:06 GMT -4
"Hello. You have reached the phone of yours truly, Taylor Devereaux. Lucky you. I'm sorry I'm not in at the moment but if you would, leave your name and..."
The call was suddenly ended as his thumb was readily pressed against the END button, silencing the third such playing of his former lover's voice mail. An agitated look overcoming his facial expression as each and every second passed him by, his efforts to vacate the hospital continued as the elevators opened once more as the car arrived on the ground floor. Quickly stepping off, his eyes quickly scan the immediate vicinity of the lobby, clearly and understandably more cautious following the events that followed during his last such exit from this precise same structure. The cell phone he held firmly in his hand began ringing just as his steps had brought him to the doors that led to his exit, slowly exhaling as he instinctively raised his arm, bringing the phone to his ear only seconds later...
Speak...
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Sarah Andrews-Cross
Status Unknown
APW Rose Champion
Professional Wrestling's "Iron Rose"
Posts: 834
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Post by Sarah Andrews-Cross on Oct 26, 2007 9:38:34 GMT -4
Hearing her brother answer the phone, Sarah breathed a deep sigh of relief, her eyes lighting up a bit as she exhaled slowly before speaking.
"Thank God Cross. I was thinking I wouldn't be able to get in contact with you. Where are you and Taylor? Here in Aruba?"
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Post by King Vegas on Oct 26, 2007 9:47:12 GMT -4
A clear and evident moment of inquiry came over him, as his steps stopped immediately after exiting the building. His eyes swiftly began surveying the area as he responded back to his younger sister...
And why...Would either of us be in Aruba?
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Sarah Andrews-Cross
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APW Rose Champion
Professional Wrestling's "Iron Rose"
Posts: 834
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Post by Sarah Andrews-Cross on Oct 26, 2007 9:57:55 GMT -4
"Well I..."
She pauses for a second, the look in her eyes showing how much more confused she was now. She was sure that either Cross or Taylor would have been here if Madison was.
"...I, well...Are you...Serious? Cross, you DO know that Madison is here with us right now right?..."
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Post by King Vegas on Oct 26, 2007 10:08:04 GMT -4
His mouth hung agape...His daughter Madison...Thousands of miles away from where she was mere hours ago...In Aruba? He almost struggled to form words, his response with clear traces of confusion and happiness altogether...
What...? How in the...*Sigh*Thank God...Wh...How?...How is she? Is she hurt? Anything wrong at all?
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Sarah Andrews-Cross
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Professional Wrestling's "Iron Rose"
Posts: 834
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Post by Sarah Andrews-Cross on Oct 26, 2007 10:20:48 GMT -4
"No, no she's fine Cross. She's fine. She's here with family so she'll be taken good care of. You know that. Now what is going on here Cross? Where is Taylor? There's no way she would leave Madison by herself ANYWHERE, much less in another country thousands of miles away from home. When's the last time you two spoke? Do you know if she was planning on coming to Aruba or...?"
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Post by King Vegas on Oct 26, 2007 10:26:20 GMT -4
She arrived in Toronto this morning. She said that her arrival was a request from me actually. Which was anything but the truth. I hadn't spoken with Taylor for the better part of a month. Then she shows up in the middle of all of this madness...Strange. Very much so.
I informed her of the danger that was looming here among those affiliated with the Familia as a whole and instructed her to get Madison out of Toronto and out of Canada as quickly as possible. Last I spoke with her, she was headed towards the airport. That was...
He quickly glances down towards the watch on his arm before proceeding...
A little over 6 hours ago...
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Sarah Andrews-Cross
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APW Rose Champion
Professional Wrestling's "Iron Rose"
Posts: 834
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Post by Sarah Andrews-Cross on Oct 26, 2007 10:30:33 GMT -4
This made no sense whatsoever. Sarah knew Taylor well enough to know she was a very responsible person, and even more so as a parent. It just...Didn't add up.
"Well, that makes no sense Cross. She would have barely even had enough time to come to Aruba in that time frame. And if she did then...Where is she?...Have you spoken with any of her friends or...Anyone who might know anything?"
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Post by King Vegas on Oct 26, 2007 10:37:20 GMT -4
No. No one. And...I'm afraid to say that...Given the events of the weeks prior to this very moment, we WON'T...Be hearing from anyone...I'm sure...*Sigh*...
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Sarah Andrews-Cross
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APW Rose Champion
Professional Wrestling's "Iron Rose"
Posts: 834
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Post by Sarah Andrews-Cross on Oct 26, 2007 10:42:57 GMT -4
Sarah knew full well what Cross was referring to. She had heard the stories of someone targeting the Familia over the past month or so. She feared the worse at this moment in time, knowing that in such dealings and "wars", that there were no limits or boundaries to how far enemies would go to gain the upper hand in the battle. Her thoughts instantly go to Taylor's safety as she begins to hold onto her niece Madison with an even tighter embrace.
"You're not saying...You...Think she may have been..."
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Post by King Vegas on Oct 26, 2007 10:45:51 GMT -4
Let's hope not, let's hope not Sarah.
His steps then immediately begin again towards his awaiting transport. The black luxury vehicle's driver exiting the driver side to make his way around to the opposite side and assist His Majesty in entering for their departure. His words continue on as he nods his head in the direction of the young man...
Yet I doubt...There's much we can do about that now I'm afraid. Madison is safe with you. KEEP her that way. I have something...To deal with myself...These games are becoming far too dangerous as well as taxing. I'll make sure to be in contact...If I find out anything...
Pressing the END button on the phone within his grasps, his frame comes into contact with the plush leather seats in the back of the vehicle in question, and seconds later the door was closed. A somber and most telling demeanor came over his facial expression as his vision surveyed the immediate vicinity surrounding the hospital building's structure. The time for vindication as well as absolution had arrived it seemed. There were things in need of doing...And he had every intention of doing them.
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Sarah Andrews-Cross
Status Unknown
APW Rose Champion
Professional Wrestling's "Iron Rose"
Posts: 834
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Post by Sarah Andrews-Cross on Oct 26, 2007 10:54:17 GMT -4
"But Cross..."
But it was too late. He had ended the call just as she was going to tell him to be careful. She feared the worse as she held the phone still firmly placed against her ear, just as the line went dead. She sat almost motionless, still calling out to him...
"Cross?...Cross?...Cross?!!?..."
TO BE...CONCLUDED...
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