Post by liber8 on Jan 17, 2002 20:05:37 GMT -6
:: Drunks stumbling on the ground in a bar which is seemingly filled with smoke rising from a few mens cigarettes, a busty young female stands next to a pool table holding a pool cue, the light is dim and it is hard to make her out and the figure sitting to her on a stool. But judging from his appereal and the lit cigarette in his hand it is clear that it is Novacaine. The young female who is deffenitely not his wife bends over to line up her next shot. As she does this Nova's head adjusts slightly so it is obvious he is looking at her backside. Suddenly a faint ringing is heard. ::
"I got that babe..."
{He pauses for a momment and pulls from his pocket a cell phone. He answers it...}
"Jen... (Pause)... Calm yourself...(Pause)... I told you I'd be comming home late tonight, I'm training for the later hours... (Pause)... No I'm not at the bar... (Pause)... Thats just the gym's amp in the background...(Pause)... Honestly give me some credit here, what do you think I'm out picking up women? (Pause) There see, alright, don't stay up for me tonight..."
{He hangs up his cell phone and puts it in his pocket. He looks at the girl who has taken her shot and is now standing up. He motions for her to take one for him... He gets up and makes his way to the bar. He sits himself down at one of the stools and orders a drink, snuffing out his cigarette in an ash tray he sits waiting for his brew...}
"This Friday at Travesty I have the ill pleasure of a triple threat match vs Pit-Fighter and GoldenEye. No worries enter my mind, not even a threat of a reprisal from The Dessert Storm. Hmmm, in fact, the only reason I'd bother attending this event is the hopes that Magic makes an appearence. Even if my short lived memories of him are fuzzy, if i know him I will see him there...."
:: The bartender hands him a drink and he walks away from him back to the waiting woman by the pool table. He sits next to her again and opens his next beer. He takes a swig and sits back with a smile on his face as the pills kick in... ::
"I got that babe..."
{He pauses for a momment and pulls from his pocket a cell phone. He answers it...}
"Jen... (Pause)... Calm yourself...(Pause)... I told you I'd be comming home late tonight, I'm training for the later hours... (Pause)... No I'm not at the bar... (Pause)... Thats just the gym's amp in the background...(Pause)... Honestly give me some credit here, what do you think I'm out picking up women? (Pause) There see, alright, don't stay up for me tonight..."
{He hangs up his cell phone and puts it in his pocket. He looks at the girl who has taken her shot and is now standing up. He motions for her to take one for him... He gets up and makes his way to the bar. He sits himself down at one of the stools and orders a drink, snuffing out his cigarette in an ash tray he sits waiting for his brew...}
"This Friday at Travesty I have the ill pleasure of a triple threat match vs Pit-Fighter and GoldenEye. No worries enter my mind, not even a threat of a reprisal from The Dessert Storm. Hmmm, in fact, the only reason I'd bother attending this event is the hopes that Magic makes an appearence. Even if my short lived memories of him are fuzzy, if i know him I will see him there...."
:: The bartender hands him a drink and he walks away from him back to the waiting woman by the pool table. He sits next to her again and opens his next beer. He takes a swig and sits back with a smile on his face as the pills kick in... ::