Post by Paul Sant on Feb 12, 2011 23:21:40 GMT -5
Don't show up then
The Sants exit the cab outside the Cookeville Community Center. Paul opens the trunk and pulls out his backpack. After slamming the door shut, he hits the back of it and does a wave with his left hand as he and Marley head towards the door to the back entrance of the Center. The whole walk that feels like an eternity to Marley is filled with nothing but the sound of her voice. It began with anger but soon changed to concern.
Marley: Paul, what is the matter? I know you're upset from last week but look at the keyword. LAST. It was in the past and you can still change the future. This is a week of making things right. You two have been in the ring before and things didn't go our way babe. But now is the time to correct it. Seize it babe.
At the entrance of the door, Paul places his hand on the handle but pauses before pulling it.
Paul: I know this. *turns around to face Marley* To be honest, I'm not upset with you. I'm not upset with Jacob for staying home to spend the weekend with Mandee. I just want this match to start already.
Marley smiles and kisses his neck.
They enter the center and hold hands as they make their way to their locker room. Upon reaching the half-way point to destination they get stopped by a staff member with a camera.
Worker: Mind if I get a few thoughts on your upcoming match with Obscene?
Paul: Sure, why not.
Worker: Great! Let me just set up things over here. It'll only be a minute or two.
Paul shrugs and messes with his phone while the worker gets set.
Marley: Enough! He's ready.
Paul: I've had a HELL of a week so far. Literally, it's been hell on Earth for me. My best friend is now spending most of his time with his new girlfriend. Which is a one-two blow for me seeing as his chick is Marley's sister.
Marley: What's THAT supposed to mean?
Paul: She also plays the role of Marley's best friend. Therefore, I've had this one *points to Marley* attached to my hip for the most part.
Marley: WHAT'S THAT SUPPOSED TO MEAN!?
Paul: *laughs and looks up* Nothing. Absolutely nothing. There's another thing too. This week's edition of Oblivion has me facing Obscene. Ring a bell? You may have recognized us in the ring a fuckin' week ago! *begins a slow clap that Marley joins in as well* Congrats Obscene! You did a great job against Stuart Cage. You did a great job against Kid Flanagan. Defeated a champion, that should line you up for a title shot soon huh?
Marley: Whoa. Let's not get too excited now! The champion wasn't the one who got pinned. Why don't we save the title shots for though who want them.
Paul: Oh, that's right! Second guessing why he should want a title, you'd think the guy was crazy! Why should you want it? You just want to kick ass? Bro you don't belong here, take that attitude to the streets. Make your name as an ass kicker on Youtube or something. *shrugs* Worked for Kimbo. But seriously, you want to underestimate me? That's cool. Nothing new brought to the table. It only fuels me to see the reaction. The look on a person's face when they realize they were wrong is by far the best expression out there. And I intend to fully enjoy the sight of yours. Order needs to be restored here in KoP and I'll do my part to help out by beating you. Stopping any sort of momentum you think you have going into this match is goal number 1. By the end of the night, you'd better believe this will be mission accomplished.
The camera turns off as the Sants relax a bit.
Worker: Thanks guys.
The Sants smile and nod as they head off.
