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Post by ~Gates of Hell~ on Sept 19, 2011 17:43:54 GMT -5
The setting? A conference room, in a hotel located somewhere in the heart of Sin City. It was currently occupied by 3 people, two of which had no reason for being there. They were just extra security. One man was seated at the table surfing the net on a computer, waiting for a special contact to arrive. The security was just there for extra protection, he hadn't seen his colleague in 6 months, and he wasn't sure what kind of mental state he was in.
5 Minutes men, get ready. I don't know how stable he is, so be ready for anything.
The moonlight gleamed off of his watch as the minutes slowly turned into seconds. After the 5 minutes was up, he noticed the time as the moonlight shined through the window of the conference room, reflecting a ghostly light onto the oak table. The man stared out of the window for a moment, glaring at the reflection of himself in the window. He was a completely different man from when he entered the big leagues of the wrestling world, but one thing is for sure, he would keep evolving, and part of his meeting today was part of his evolution. |
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Post by Matthias Marlfox on Sept 21, 2011 20:10:44 GMT -5
Being punctually on time as he always was even when he didn't want to be, Matthias made his way to the conference room that the letter said to go to. He wasn't sure why he was even here, but his gut told him that he should, and he always trusted his gut. Upon his arrival, he knocks on the door to the room and upon hearing "Come in" he does so to see what awaited him. 3 guys, but one was obviously the leader, and it was him he concentrated on, though never letting the other two out of his sight.
"I received a letter that wanted me to be here, I assume that was from you?"
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Post by ~Gates of Hell~ on Sept 21, 2011 20:25:23 GMT -5
The "leader" rose from his seat, and nodded at the other two men, who then went outside of the door and closed it behind them. Now the only occupants of the room. The man slowly walks over to his old friend and stuck out his hand. He wasn't accustomed to wearing his mask anymore, so he doubted the man would recognize him, but from the look in his eyes he knew he sort've did.
Well well well... It has been a long time, hasn't it? You haven't changed much. There's a certain reason I've invited you here, have a seat.
He returned to the seat where he sat before, waiting for Matthias to sit before continuing. He was a man older than he was when he first met his "old friend". He was also a very changed man, as one could say his personality did a 360. One thing in him still remained though, the fact that he was about business, and business first.
We have some things to discuss regarding your place of employment, and its future. |
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Post by Matthias Marlfox on Sept 21, 2011 20:35:01 GMT -5
Taking his seat, Matthias was a little on guard after hearing what the man had said.
"What do you mean by that?"
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Post by ~Gates of Hell~ on Sept 21, 2011 20:47:43 GMT -5
Tapping away at the keyboard, the man pulls up the SCW Website and sees what he wanted to see: SCW PRIDE Champion: Matthias Marlfox. Smirking, he closes the laptop and looks back at Matthias.
It seems like you already have some influence in Sin City Wrestling. This will be good for my plan for next year. You see, you remember our past right? I've been out of the wrestling game for 6 months, but I'm fully prepared to make a comeback. When I do, we have to hold a "resurrection" of sorts. You know what I'm saying? |
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Post by Matthias Marlfox on Sept 21, 2011 20:53:43 GMT -5
It was the eyes. He recognized them, showing the his humor, his anger, and his sorrow. Matthias has seen them through all those phases. Though he had never seen the smirk, what the eyes look like while doing it said it all.
"So you want to bring that here too? What for, there isn't much of a need for it, the Empire is already beginning to crumble as it is with their in fighting. And how would you make sure it doesn't fail next time?"
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Post by ~Gates of Hell~ on Sept 22, 2011 17:31:22 GMT -5
I have a plan for all of that. Part of it is the fact that, unlike last year, this year we hold no punches. We do what we want to do, when we want to do it, and anyone who has a problem, will deal with us. The Empire was doomed to fail, but with us? We are bound for glory.
He smirked, before opening the laptop again and surfing for something. |
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