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Post by plzgodno on Oct 24, 2007 1:57:21 GMT -4
He sat aboard the private jet, flying back from Japan for a short visit home, catching up on the latest news regarding his friends since he hadn't seen nor heard from anyone since the tail end of July. Just when he's about to close the magazine covering the various companies in their competition a newspaper is dropped in his lap
FAMILIA SUFFERS SEVERAL SETBACKS DUE TO ATTACKS What the fuck is this? Hits being put on their heads? Several attacks made on the boys? Pyro presumed DEAD or atleast missing? Jesus christ.. this isn't just within the Familia.. this is branching out into The Regine aswell.
Good thing I'm heading back to Toronto now.. but.. just in case...He makes the enevitable call ahead of his landing Hey, have you heard about the shit going down with Familia/Regime? Ya man, I'm about 30 mins away. See to it I land and can get to the car clear from any sort of.. mishap aswell. Thanks man. OH.. and if you can.. try to get ahold of whoever is around, one of the guys from the group. I wanna get the full story of whats goin on. These papers can't have all the details. Yeah.. man thanx again!CLICK He closes the phone and sets it beside him. Looking out the window he begins to wonder who would be behind all this carnage. 30 minutes later he lands without a hitch and wonders whose face he's going to see first. The hired muscle, a friend or a foe?
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Post by jordan on Oct 26, 2007 0:51:29 GMT -4
The young lost soul makes her way around the airport...just flying in from Chicago, for a lil vacation so to speak...or maybe just to be here. She had heard all about the incidents with the Familia...and in a way...she was kinda scared for them...even after what the done to her older sister. Yeah..thats right...Akira's younger sister has made her way to Canada. But, she really hadnt known her sister all that well. They were split up as children, with Akira growing up in KC...and Jordan in Indiana.
She walks around the corner...with her bag over her shoulder..and what she seen stopped her dead in her tracks.... "OMG!!!!"She stands there staring. Sylas Styles...she had heard so much about him...and was so excited to see him...yet she wanted to keep her cool...not give off the school girl crush appearance. Finally regaining her composure...she walks over to him...Sylas Styles....I...I never thought Id get to meet you....Im such a big fan..... [/center][/font]
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Post by mswilliams on Oct 26, 2007 1:08:21 GMT -4
Among the crowds of people, there was Kenisha Williams dragging a couple suitcases down the hall. Why would she be at the airport? As much as it pains her to do so, she was leaving Canada. At least, she was going to be leaving for the time being. Her half brother Jay Crack had made sure that he had book her a ticket out of this country. He did not want his half sister to get hurt any worse than she had already. With the way things were going, it was the safest thing to do in Jay's mind. Kenisha didn't want to leave. She didn't want to leave her love Adrian in his coma. She didn't want to leave Laura here in Canada if she was even still around. She didn't want to leave Jay here in Canada. But he made sure that she was on the next flight out of here with no "ifs, ands, or buts" about it. Maybe it was for the best. But she could only fear the worst in her absence. She looked down on at her ticket she held in her free hand. Looking for the terminal that she was in. She then looked up from her ticket to the signs down the hall she was walking. Looking for the terminal she was to leave in. She spotted it in the distance and proceeded to hurry her way down there. On her way there, she could see people getting off the place that had arrived. A smile formed on her face as she was relieved to see she wasn't late. After arriving at the terminal, she recognized a familiar face. Not one she met before, but easily recognized who he was. She decided she would go ahead and meet him while she had the time and he was here. She slowly approached the man and waved with her free hand.
"Hey... You're Sylas Styles, aren't you...?"
She looked over to her side, hearing another female voice calling to the same person. He must be popular. She looked up at the man and awaited a response.
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Post by plzgodno on Oct 26, 2007 7:43:33 GMT -4
Yes? And yes!He recognized Kenisha from the APW roster and the shows he'd caught on television. The other girl.. she looked familiar, but he couldn't quite put a face to the name. Hell, maybe he didn't know her at all and was just playing celebrity nicey-nice Kenisha, how's it goin girl? What's goin on? You leaving, or arriving?
And I'm sorry, I recognize you.. but I can't seem to recall a name, though you look way too familiar. I don't know how I could forget a girl such as yourself..I'm usually amazing with names...
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Post by mswilliams on Oct 26, 2007 8:35:41 GMT -4
She knew it. She had she had recognized him. He was one of those guys that was hard to mistake for someone else. Interesting enough, he seemed to have recognized her as well. Kenisha had no clue her name was reaching out there to others. Especially someone as famous as Sylas Styles. That was a plus for her. She was getting recognized and she was getting exposure. This made her happy.
"I'm actually on my way out pretty soon. Brother's orders. Says it's too dangerous to stick around town. So I'm going to be leaving for a little bit. I'll be coming back soon, but for the time being, I'm going to head back to California until things quiet down or it's safer to walk the streets around here again. How about yourself, Sylas? What are you doing here in Canada? Making a special appearance somewhere? Or you just coming to visit Canada?"
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Post by blondeambition on Oct 26, 2007 11:03:37 GMT -4
{^^^} Kaley made her way through the airport at a quick pace. There were moments when she found herself making her way through the crowd so quickly that she almost lost balance and fell to the floor. Her mind was racing a hundred miles an hour the entire time.
Her hand clutched onto two bags, one in each hand. The one her right hand was being held onto a bit tighter than the opposite for some reason. Was there something vitally important to her inside? Or was it merely her nervousness over the situation she was soon to be face with once she landed in her next destination? Time would tell, but her face looked flushed almost, every few seconds her hand raising to wipe away the bit of sweat with the hankerchief in her hand.
Stepping through a small crowd of people that seemed to be blocking her path towards the gate from where she was scheduled to begin her flight, her eyes fall on the scene of a small grouping. A few FAMILIAr faces and one she had not seen before. All standing in a small circle having a conversation. She stopped on a dime immediately. It wasn't the meeting itself that had shocked her, but more so one of the participants of the meeting in question. Sylas Styles.
The profile: Name:Sylas Styles...Sex: Male...Affiliation: Regime faction...Height:6'4 Weight:265 lbs...Birthdate: March 23rd 1981...Hometown:Toronto Ontario, Canada...Spouse: Mercedes Mauler/Affiliation Regime faction(Deceased)
[/size][/center] She had studied each and every facet, member and objective of the faction known as the Familia Regime Order since it's early inception some three years ago. There was no one within or even remotely affiliated she didn't know about. A small part of her almost wished he DID spot her and force a conversation at this point. Confusion was something that was a plenty within her thoughts as of late. She had been pulled so many ways concerning family, friends as well as associates the preceeding months that it was extremely difficult to identify between black and white...Good and bad...Right from wrong...
The problem? The gate to where she was headed to was on the opposite side of said conversation. She had no choice but to pass by. A deep breath was exhaled as she cleared her throat before her sights began to scan the area surrounding her awaiting just the right moment. A few groups of people passed through, mostly scattering only seconds later. She needed a better cover to pass by this unexpected check point it seemed and only seconds later her prayers seemed to be answered.
A slightly larger group of people were headed her way, as she stepped to the side awaiting them to be in perfect position to ride the cover of their numbers past the meeting a few dozen feet away. "All passengers boarding flight 94 to Los Angeles, California, please proceed to Gate 12. Gate 12..."
"Just great. Come on. Hurry, hurry." She almost began fidgeting as she stood with both bags dangling from her arms. Moments later the crowd she sought cover from passed by her. Her steps were fast and fluid at first, making her way to the far opposite side and lowering her head as she began walking in the precise same pace as the unlikely helpers she had finally found. Her steps remained set at the same pace the entire 45 seconds of so it took to get past the grouping by Mr. Styles, Ms. Williams and the unknown woman.
She breathed a sigh of relief as she glanced at the meeting, this time from a position that required her looking behind her. They hadn't noticed her at all. Good. That was a bit too close for her liking. Seeing that she had made it without so much as a confused stare from the three she continued on as swiftly as she possibly could, not wanting to encounter any more FAMILIAr faces along the way, and hopefully getting out of Toronto quickly, and back to Los Angeles.
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Post by plzgodno on Oct 26, 2007 11:26:26 GMT -4
Actually, I was coming home. I own a condo here right downtown. Not DOWNTOWN downtown, thats too risky. Just off the main strip. It's funny, I was coming home to relax but on the flight, about halfway back from Japan where I was doing some extensive training, I had a few papers thrusted into my lap about the mishaps around here as of late.He drops his voice in volume and speaks in a hushed tone I heard what was going on with your brother and the rest of the Familia-Regime-Order.His eyes quickly dart around their surroundings, checking for suspicious eavesdroppers as he continues What the fuck is going on around here. If everyone is being targeted, then it's only a matter of time before I'm enbroiled in an attack aswell. I mean, I did lead the Regime in Ohio with Claire, Raven and Santana Austin. Ofcourse Juarez was in on it aswell, and I've yet to hear from any of them, aside from the apparent mishap with Raven... which I'm still in the dark about. All I know is Pyro's done in and attacks have been made already on the rest of us.He eyes the Jordan girl, still unknowing of just who she is... she could be anyone so he's on his guard. A hand on his waist inside his jacket, a nice knife inside the waist of the belt. Handed to him as he entered the airport, after passing metal detectors so he was in the clear should an attack come and he could overpower the attacker.
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Post by mswilliams on Oct 26, 2007 14:26:10 GMT -4
"I see. That's cool."
She nodded her head with a smile on her face. Her smile slowly backtracked a bit when he starts mentioning the attacks on The Familia Regime. She didn't know that he was apart of this giant faction. Then again, she's not aware of much that goes on with the whole group. It was probably better that way. She didn't want to know what went on with them. It seems that Sylas wasn't fully aware of what was going on. Time for her to be the bearer of bad news...
"Well... It actually started in Detroit if I'm not mistaken.. Atleast... It's believed to have started with the strange happenings involving with that Jonny Pyro guy. I'm not too sure on the details of that whole situation. But it's believed to be linked to what's been going on here in Canada. It started with myself and 187 being involved with a drive-by shooting after Game Over. We were the unfortunate victims. Not the other way around. I only suffered a minor flesh wound in my shoulder. The bullet went right through. 187 though..."
Thinking of her love's condition began to make her emotions slowly rise but she managed to keep them down for now.
"He's currently laying in a hospital bed in a coma. After that, it just began going down the list from there. His friend Tommy Gunns was involved in a freak explosion. No body found yet. My brother Jay was hit by sniper. Kasino was almost blown up. I hear that Raven guy has gone missing. I hear there's someone going on with Por-... I mean Jason. Not sure what yet. Damian's friends Joey, Chris, and Silvia were also blown up. Haven't heard what's going on with that either. And there's probably even more that has yet to be reveal. It's just been bad Sylas... That's why Jay made sure that I was to get out of Canada real soon."
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Post by jordan on Oct 26, 2007 22:35:19 GMT -4
Huh?...
She had accidently lost where she was for a moment. Something she actually did from time to time.
Oh...hey Sylas...if I may call you that? I just happen to be a fan of yours....I couldnt believe my eyes when I seen you here.
Somewhat odd that he said he recognized her...though she hadnt ever been in Toronto until tonight. Or anywhere else for that matter....
You said you recognize me? That possibly cant be...I've only just gotten started in the wrestling business...and thought I'd see how things worked here in APW before I made my decision of joining them or not...The names Jordan by the way....Jordan Matthews.
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Post by plzgodno on Oct 26, 2007 23:36:10 GMT -4
...you have an older sister right? I think that might be why I'd recognize you. God what's her name... its litteraly on the tip of my tongue. Akira right? I remember her.. I remember her quite well. I felt she had a HUGE future ahead of her, but haven't seen much of her lately. And.. well if your anywhere near as good as she is.. your going to be just as good with the right direction before you.
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Post by jordan on Oct 26, 2007 23:59:12 GMT -4
Yeah....thats right. Akiras my older sister....and to tell you the truth...I dont know what happened to her. I havent heard from or seen her since she left New York. Its like she disappeared off the face of the earth ya know. I think she was ashamed of what the Familia done to her....but I dont know. Im not holding a grudge for her. We were seperated as kids...so you know...its not like we're really close.
She turned her head for a moment...admiring the surroundings. She actually liked the look of the place...though it was only an airport
I cant believe I've never been to Toronto before...
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Post by Laura De'Icco on Oct 28, 2007 19:21:52 GMT -4
Yes Cross...Yes!...I know, I know...You know I'm not a baby right? I can handle myself and I'll be fine. Don't worry...Yes...Well...
Glancing down at the watch on her wrist, Laura's eyes narrow slightly as they quickly dart towards the gate where she was headed towards.
...I've got a few to spare I think...A little under thirty or so...I should be fine...Yes...Of course I will...There's no way I'm coming back Cross...*sigh*...I'll be sure to...Always Cross, always...You know that'll never change...Okay...And tell Sarah to take care of that baby and make sure YOU get out of here too Cross!...Don't go playing super hero and...Well...I don't wanna think about that...But...Just leave as soon as possible okay?...
A pause as she stops her steps holding the phone to her ear. A frown crosses her face as she slowly begins walking again as she replies back into the phone.
I knew you'd say that...I don't even know why I tried but...Sue me I guess?...But whatever you do be careful...Cross?...Alright...That's all I ask...And I'll be seeing you all in the Spring then?...Well I'd better...Alright...Yea I'm going now...Well until then...Goodbye Cross...
The phone lowered to her side slowly, the look on her face clearly showing her true feelings over the matter. She didn't want to leave her friends behind. It was something she never even thought twice about even when the attacks started. But...She knew that Cross was indeed correct about this being an awful time to be associated with their family. That she couldn't deny.
She continued on through the airports terminal, bags in hand as her head hung low, knowing that in some ways this WAS indeed for the best.
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Post by plzgodno on Oct 29, 2007 12:08:26 GMT -4
He nods along, acknowledging what she's saying and agreeing with her as his cell rings, but on vibrate, for a third time inside his pocket. This time he feels the shaking as it goes off and he raises a finger to his surrounding "friends" One moment...He slides the phone open seeing the name on the screen and quickly presses it to his ear What is it? You don't say? Where are they? Oh my.. that close? This is nonsense.. I will not be toyed with. I'm going to confront them if I see them. What do you mean? Tipped off? For christs sake.. I just got here. I LIVE HERE! Coincidence? I think not. Planned is more like it. No, I won't go quietly.. they can screw themselves. I've got more power in this town then the don of a mafia. This is my home, my country, my land. I've got a way out, don't worry. I just need to part with the 2 women in my company at the current moment. Nisha & Jordan Matthews.. Yes Akira's little sister apparently. Well yeah I can see a resemblance.. I asked her about her.. No she didn't volunteer the info.. I just said I asked her. Precaution? Alright fine.. I'm heading out the way I told you I would before, you can meet me at the pickup point in 5 minutes. I got a bag to pickup before. No.. it's nothing important, just my gear and some clothes. Fine.. send him in to grab it and I'll go.. but he better get my bag, I need that gear.. and the tapes in the bag aswell. Right, 5 minutes! ONE!He turns back to facing the two women and shurgs his shoulders, a facial expression on his face to guide his words Sorry ladies, I gotta go. My driver is here and he insists on getting me out of here before anything happens here. I shall speak with the both of you at some other time? Enjoy your vacations and please, by all means, feel free to contact me if I can ever be of help or of servive in the future!A nod and wink towards Kenisha and he's heading for the exit that the officials kept in extreme emergency situations such as this and on his way he catches a brief glimpse of Laura "Love" De'Icco but shakes it off. Something could go down any moment now and he can't afford a pitstop.. even if it was a brief informing statement towards her and her safety to seek protection a.s.a.p. Then he was out the door and inside the awaiting vehicle as the muscular protection is a few seconds behind him with the bag he sought from his trip as they leave
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Post by The Benefactor on Oct 30, 2007 23:00:11 GMT -4
3 weeks had passed since he last spoke with his newly formed band of henchmen. Their plans were going off splendidly throughout he thought as he sat behind the desk in his study thousands of miles away from Toronto.
He had put endless of amounts of money and resources into this venture of theirs. All for one thing. All to regain the one thing he had seemingly lost before he even knew it.
To get "her" back again. His hand held the phone tight inside the palm of his hand as it rung on the other end, hoping to get a word in with just one of the many people "involved" with the current events. Even if she hadn't fully realized what she was truly getting herself into that is. He awaited the moment she would answer.
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Post by Laura De'Icco on Oct 30, 2007 23:07:22 GMT -4
As she neared her gate for her flight a few minutes away, the phone in her hand began to ring once again. She smiled to herself. Cross must wanted to say goodbye again. She knew he still had a flame burning for her in that ice trap he called a heart.
Quickly raising the phone she flipped it open, bringing it to her ear as she spoke into the device...
What Cross? And no we can't have one more romp before I go.*Giggles*
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Post by The Benefactor on Oct 30, 2007 23:11:37 GMT -4
"Mr. Genovese is quite the lucky one isn't he?"
"Woman after woman...
At his disposal it seems"
"How are things coming along Miss De'Icco?"
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Post by Laura De'Icco on Oct 30, 2007 23:18:32 GMT -4
Laura stopped in her tracks, her mouth dropping as her head began surveying for somewhere to duck into as she began speaking through the phone in her hand as her head lowered instantly.
Why are you calling me? I told you I wouldn't do ANYmore to help you. I'm...I'm already ashamed of the small part I played in the beginning of all of this...You mislead me...This wasn't anything like what you said it would be...It...It was something completely different from what I thought you wanted to do...What I thought I was helping accomplish...This was NOT our agreement and you've clearly shown that you can't be trusted.
Fainting a smile to a passing couple she ducks into the nearby ladies room as she switches hands with the phone, awaiting the response from the other end she knew was coming.
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Post by The Benefactor on Oct 30, 2007 23:33:25 GMT -4
"I think it's a bit too late to get angry Miss De'Icco.
What's done is done honestly. You're already deeper in this ordeal than you originally anticipated.
Why stop now? See it through and help us complete what you know should have been done from the beginning.
I told you...
I won't stop until I get back what I lost. And keep it away from those who don't deserve to even be in the presence of something so precious.
Nothing more. Is that too much to ask? Also...
My offer still stands to supply you with whatever you should need to "start over" should you accept my proposal a few weeks ago."
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Post by Laura De'Icco on Oct 30, 2007 23:42:43 GMT -4
Laura found herself standing in front of one of the bathroom stalls as she held the phone to her ear, her face frowning heavily by this point.
If you think I'd accept ANYTHING from you and your little band of renegades at this point then you're seriously as stupid as you look! I want nothing and I mean NOTHING else to do with you all. EVER! YOU all are the monsters! NOT my friends and family. So, no. You know what you can do with that offer of yours. I'm washing my hands clean of this situation entirely.
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Post by The Benefactor on Oct 30, 2007 23:48:58 GMT -4
"I was only offering. No need to get rude Miss De'Icco.
I'm sorry to disturb you and for what it's worth...
Sorry you were pulled into this deeper than you thought you would be. But you simply had to understand.
I won't be denied. You see "family" is something that is very important to me as well. But I'm sure you can already see how true that is. I'll leave you be for now Miss De'Icco.
But as always, my friends and I will be keeping tabs on you wherever you should end up. In case of course. Any loose ends need to be tied up. Good evening."
The phone was slowly returned to the base which housed it only minutes before. It seemed that one of their involuntary helpers had finally "cracked". Such a shame too. She helped them get things started in the beginning. Without her perhaps they wouldn't even had been as "successful" as they had been.
Water under the bridge now he thought as he leaned against his desk with his hands folded underneath his chin, thinking of the day when "she" would come back to him.
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