Post by Dead Eye on Jun 5, 2024 14:03:21 GMT -5
- "Getting Ready"
- June 5, 2024
- 3PM EST
- Pensacola, Florida
•Entrer•
The scene opens with Dead Eye entering the arena where SCION is to be held in a few hours. He nods at several of the staff he crosses on his way to the locker room area. When he reaches the locker room, he lets out a deep sigh as he mentally prepares for his second round match against another veteran in Slim. Before he could begin his normal pre-match routine, his cell phone rings. He raises an eyebrow as the caller ID simply says "Louisiana".
Dead Eye: Yo...
Voice: Hey, nephew...I think it's about time we speak.
Dead Eye: Not right now. I'm focused.
Voice: I know better than anyone what that's like. I didn't mean we have right nah. I just mean soon.
Dead Eye: Yeah, I just found out about you. What reasoning should I have to speak with you, considering you've never been in my life.
Voice: You told Slim "in due time", right? I could say the same. It's not my fault we've never met. I wanted to be in your life, but when you were young and went to that first wrestling show with your dad...yeah, I know about that. That's when my sister, your mom, shunned me. She didn't want you to be in this life. Even after you did jump in, she still told me to stay away. When you got hurt, she thought you'd give up. Considering everything else you've been through, which is harder than anything I went through, I felt the need to fulfill her wishes. That is the ONLY reason I've never reached out to you before.
Dead Eye: That seems rather convenient, considering you could have guided or helped me and chose not to. I know you probably think that was noble, but you never been here for me. I've literally never met you, and I'm not some kid...
Voice: For that, I'm sorry, but I finally convinced ya moms that this is the right time for me to connect.
Dead Eye sighs.
Dead Eye: I don't know, bruh.
He pauses.
Dead Eye: It may be against my better judgment, but you did reach out. At the end of the day, even if I don't know you, we are family...and considering your history, even at this point, you could help me. However, let's put a pin in this until this tournament is over and I regain my proper status.
Voice: Your call, youngblood. Thanks for hearing me out.
Dead Eye: Yeah, we'll talk soon.
Voice: I'll be watching, nephew.
Dead Eye: Watch closely....this is again my time.
Dead Eye hangs up and sighs heavily. He wonders if a talk or meeting is in his best interest.
Dead Eye: Yo...
Voice: Hey, nephew...I think it's about time we speak.
Dead Eye: Not right now. I'm focused.
Voice: I know better than anyone what that's like. I didn't mean we have right nah. I just mean soon.
Dead Eye: Yeah, I just found out about you. What reasoning should I have to speak with you, considering you've never been in my life.
Voice: You told Slim "in due time", right? I could say the same. It's not my fault we've never met. I wanted to be in your life, but when you were young and went to that first wrestling show with your dad...yeah, I know about that. That's when my sister, your mom, shunned me. She didn't want you to be in this life. Even after you did jump in, she still told me to stay away. When you got hurt, she thought you'd give up. Considering everything else you've been through, which is harder than anything I went through, I felt the need to fulfill her wishes. That is the ONLY reason I've never reached out to you before.
Dead Eye: That seems rather convenient, considering you could have guided or helped me and chose not to. I know you probably think that was noble, but you never been here for me. I've literally never met you, and I'm not some kid...
Voice: For that, I'm sorry, but I finally convinced ya moms that this is the right time for me to connect.
Dead Eye sighs.
Dead Eye: I don't know, bruh.
He pauses.
Dead Eye: It may be against my better judgment, but you did reach out. At the end of the day, even if I don't know you, we are family...and considering your history, even at this point, you could help me. However, let's put a pin in this until this tournament is over and I regain my proper status.
Voice: Your call, youngblood. Thanks for hearing me out.
Dead Eye: Yeah, we'll talk soon.
Voice: I'll be watching, nephew.
Dead Eye: Watch closely....this is again my time.
Dead Eye hangs up and sighs heavily. He wonders if a talk or meeting is in his best interest.