Post by Silas SUBHUMAN on Jan 16, 2017 6:24:55 GMT -5
[ ooc // Been super busy the past few weeks. My apologizes on getting it in late. ]
From inside the hotel room, time flowed like cement. Silas checked his cell for the time. A minute had passed since he last checked an hour ago, or so it seemed. He sat there staring at a half-empty bottle of PRIMO sake, which had grown excruciatingly dull, when his phone lit up. Silas took another shot and swiped his thumb across the screen.
A light drizzle began beading the window as he peered out onto Fukuoka. Silas loved the rain. Everything about rain. The whispering hum as sheets plummeted, the often unanticipated flashes of lightning, or the rolls of ominous thunder. He absolutely loved it all. So, between responses, SUBHUMAN hastily pulled a sweatshirt over his head and jammed his key card into his jeans. With the noodle bar well within walking distance Si adjusted his hood. Eager to brave the elements.. Eager for the neon distractions.
1 . 7 . 17
F U K U O K A JAPAN
RAMEN STALL
You know it's that time of night when the streets are full of folks who walk as if the ground is the deck of a storm-tossed boat. Each foot comes to the sidewalk as if the collision of shoe and concrete wasn't entirely anticipated and the person lurches, stumbles. The sober ones stride like the only adults in a party of infants, shepherding them home.
The camera comes up behind Silas and The Black Light District's resident cannibal who sits quietly tipping his bowl back, slurping on the broth. Settled in on the other side of the table, Si takes a swig of his beer, using his sleeve to wipe the foam from his lip. While the two tacitly gab about the upcoming Glory event their attention is suddenly taken out of frame by the fast approaching Luke Knux. He slaps them both on the back and pulls up a stool. Smiling from ear to ear.
KNUX: What the fuck is up, dudes?!
SUBHUMAN: Glad you could make it out. It sounded like a "do not disturb" kinda situation when I came bangin' on your door, so I just kept movin'.
KNUX: Yeahhh.. It most definitely was. I'll spare you boys the details.
SUBHUMAN: How considerate.
Spike lifts his head from his food and smiles, nodding with noodles clinging to his beard.
SUBHUMAN: Spike here, was just expressing his unmitigated disdain for that youngster Starling he's been tasked with in this next Global round. The kid is smug as fuck.
STEEL: He's got a smart mouth on Twitter.. We know that. We'll see what happens when we're in there. The only thing I gotta do.. Is get my hands on him. Fix him up some of that "old man" strength.
KNUX: I have a feeling he's gonna level out quicker than he thinks. A lesson in respect.. and a big ass piece of humble pie should do him good. I'm stoked about it.
Silas takes a drag from his cigarette and puts it in the ashtray. Reaching behind him, he grabs a big overflowing beer and sets it in front of Luke.
KNUX: Thank ya, thank ya. BLD is out for blood on the 15th, no doubt! This contendership match for those tag straps is pretty well sewn up, as far as I'm concerned. We been training hard, too. Dating back several months now.
SUBHUMAN: This is true. Even been putting in work while here in Japan. The Twins gotta different flavor that I can relate to. I like them.. They're entertaining. Not title holders yet, though. None of these teams, aside from Rad, have really had any success. Those goddamn Selfie Sisters? They haven't even seen the fuckin' win column yet.. and if I'm honest, I didn't even know who they were until I got the contract to sign off on. No clue at all. Those two got no business in there. This fight is huge, so fuck yeah, we'll take it. Obviously, any advantage we can get, but The District needs gold if we really wanna start moving pieces in Redemption. That's what makes this scrap so crucial.
KNUX: For real. We're gonna make it happen. Let's beat'em up.
STEEL: Let's finish up our drinks, boys. There's a few other stops we need to make before we call it a night. Get rid of this fuckin' crew!
.::STATIC::.
