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Post by wolframbros on Mar 28, 2007 17:13:49 GMT -5
~/~They had did it. They had shown The Lost Boyz who was the top team in the business. Sure, The Lost Boyz deserved a shot, any team deserves a shot. But, just like last time. The outcome was the same. They were handed their belts. They celebrated with said belts. Reiner himself was feeling groggy. How many times did he get his head slammed into the steel steps? He didn't know. But, that didn't stop him from hitting Sion with his own finishing maneuver. The two rolled out of the ring, leaving Sion and his brother to sulk in the loss. Siegfried slapped Reiner on the back as the two headed up the ramp, Reiner flinched slightly, his brother really needed to learn constraint when he did that. The two passed through the curtains and began down the hallways, getting congratulated by staff along the way. Reiner reached up with a hand, rubbing at his forehead.~/~
"Ow... Mein Kopf."
(Ow... My head.)
"Wie Schlechtes?"
(How bad?)
"Ehh..."
~/~Never really one to admit how much pain he was really in Reiner just played it off, shrugging his shoulders as the sound escaped from him. He smiled to his little brother and punched him on the arm before hopping up and down as the two walked through the halls, the belts firmly strapped around both's waist, well, they were, until Reiner unstrapped his and slung it up, resting it against his shoulder. The Lost Boyz sure did come at them strong, but came up short. Reiner was more happy at the way the match ended, then them gaining the win itself. Reminiscent it was. Very.~/~
"Hey! Sieggy! Did you see the end or was you too busy smacking around Seifer?"
"I saw... Reiner, was that exactly smart? I mean... That is Sion's speciality."
"So, I performed his speciality on him... Who cares? I was doing that move back in the Indy's anyway, so its as much as mine as it is his, yeah? The real Reiner Cannon. Not what I've been doing.. You however, have got to keep your same moves.. I don't expect you to understand, Siegfried.."
"Dummer bruder... You do that kick just as good as anyone else I've seen, maybe even better. You shouldn't worry about anything."
(Stupid brother...)
"Hey! Don't be calling me stupid! I felt like using it and I did. What's the worst that could happen? Get a talking to by Miss Blackheart? Gallas even? I did it, it won us the match, who cares?!"
~/~Reiner gave his brother quite the look as he shouted at him. The two went silent as they walked down the halls, staff stared at them as the walked. They could hear Reiner's shouting, he wasn't exactly being quiet about it. The spear was his... Back in the Indy's. He had to get used to someone else using it while he had to perfect a new one. He was slightly on edge about it. But he saw the opportunity to strike Sion with it and he did. No harm. No foul.~/~
"Sorry about that, brother... Just a little irritable right now... But hey! We won, boy! Lets hit the city and celebrate, huh?!"
~/~Reiner laughed and slapped his brother on the back, much like he did to him earlier, however, it didn't have nearly the effect Siegfried's did on him. A smile crept up on Siegfried's face as he nodded his head. Celebration sounded good to him. The two, who had just had a slight argument, was now buddy-buddy once again. They began walking down the hall with a more confident air about themselves, no tensions whatsoever.~/~ |
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Post by tiger on Mar 28, 2007 18:51:00 GMT -5
Well, looky here looky here looky here.
The brothers happen to run into none other than Tiger Jackson, roaming the backstage area since he wasn't on the PPV card. He applauds.
If it ain't the might Tag Team Champeens themselves. Looking good I must say, not as good as me of course, but you good.
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Post by wolframbros on Mar 28, 2007 19:06:00 GMT -5
~/~Man, they really needed to watch where they were going. They didn't even see him anywhere in the hall. Must have come out from the shadows like some kind of ninja or something. Ah, well, friendly time it was.. At least for Reiner. Reiner reached over and patted his brother on the chest as they stepped forward.~/~
"Well, look who it is, Sieggy! The pimptastic Tigger J!"
~/~Siegfried raised an eyebrow at his brother's enthusiasm. Just what was going through that mind of his older brother? Ah, well, he wasn't going to mean any harm most likely. No need to spoil his brothers fun.~/~
"What do we owe this honor of your visit?" |
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Post by tiger on Mar 28, 2007 19:19:23 GMT -5
Jus congratulatin' the undefeated Wolfram boys on a job well done againt them Lost Boyz. I mean, this PPV ain't been half as good as it would be in I was on the card, but you fellas are holding it down tight I must say.
What he really showing love here or tooting his own horn? What do you think...
Of course, its always easy when you got someone watchin' yo back all the time like you do. I bet you two ain't never even wrassled a singles match in yo' lives, have you?
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Post by wolframbros on Mar 28, 2007 19:40:22 GMT -5
"Well... You know, Tiger... Not that I can recall we haven't."
"Hey, hey, hey! Tiger... Don't be listening to this big buffoon. Of course we've had a few singles matches in our careers, but we mainly stick to the tag team circuit. Its what we excel at. I mean... Look at what we've done so far, huh?"
"Oh, yeah... We had a few... But those few have been seriously overweighed by our tag team actions, so, I kinda forgot about those few times... What exactly are you getting at, Tiger?"
~/~Quick to the chase as always. Siegfried sensed something was slightly off course in the visit of Tiger. Just didn't seem like him to give people a friendly talk or visit. He was getting at something alright... But what? Ah, well, with his questionings, he'd most likely find out. Reiner glanced over to Siegfried, raising an eyebrow of his own before looking back to Tiger.~/~ |
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Post by tiger on Mar 28, 2007 20:08:28 GMT -5
I'm getting at seeing just how good one half of the mighty Wolframs fairs against the mighty...
He lifts up his "legendary" right, adorned with a big old four fingered ring with a gold tiger on top.
...PIMP HAND! So how 'bout it? How 'bout one of you two take a night off and the other get themselves pimp slapped by Tigger J! You ain't gotta say yes quite yet, you got some celebratin' to do...as a matter of fact...might I offer you some of my local ladies here in the 305, I'll even give a discount, cuz you are the champeens after all...
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Post by wolframbros on Mar 28, 2007 20:30:51 GMT -5
~/~They both took a glance at each other. They had just gotten challenged to single competition. But which one would Tiger choose to tangle with? Well, that didn't matter right now. Tiger was just planning ahead. Neither brother would mind going against him though, they both knew that. Reiner took a glance back at Tiger with a smirk on his face.~/~
"Ladies, huh? Well... As long as they can measure up to that Amber Gianni... Why the hell not, eh, Sieggy?!"
"Reiner... I don't know about that now. What would Nadja think of you if she knew you was having fun with ladies of the evening? We can celebrate just fine without your ladies, Tiger."
"Woah! Sis is all the way back in Dusseldorf, all right? She won't know... I don't think."
"Yeah, yeah... You don't think she would, but you know more than anyone that she always finds out what goes on with us. You play around with a lady of the evening? She'll know. All we need is a few drinks, hit a bar, and we'll be celebrating just fine."
"The hell..." |
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Post by tiger on Mar 28, 2007 20:45:33 GMT -5
Whoa, whoa...what's this? We ain't in the 1800s here, this ain't no "brother's keeper" bull goin' on here!
Tiger interjects...after all this is business we're talking about that was being discussed here.
Listen up big man, if the brother here wants to celebrate in HIGH style and GRAND fashion, and the money is right...I don't think you should be spoiling the part-tay, feel me playa?
Don't hate, participate!
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Post by wolframbros on Mar 28, 2007 21:13:17 GMT -5
"Don't hate? Participate? Yeah... Whatever. Reiner? Have a great time palling around with Tiger and his ladies. As for me? I'll be hitting a bar in the city."
~/~Siegfried turned to leave, Reiner gripped him by the wrist and stared at him for a moment, straight in the eyes. Siegfried shook his head and jerked his hand from his grip. He walked the opposite way of Tiger and Reiner, leaving them to their conversation. With the way things were going, it was apparent which one would be taking Tiger on in the near future. Reiner shook his head.~/~
"That's right... Leave! You big dummy! Don't know how to ever have fun do you? Always worried sister's gonna get on your case about something aren't you?!"
~/~He breathed in deeply and let it exhale slowly. Brother's were meant to fight. If they didn't... Well, something was wrong if siblings didn't fight. They'd make it up eventually. But as for now? They hated each other. Reiner sighed and looked back to Tiger.~/~
"Sorry about Siegfried... He's just like that, can't help himself. He'll cool off in a day or two." |
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Post by tiger on Mar 28, 2007 21:23:13 GMT -5
Nothing like that brotherly love...ha ha ha...so then, my German brotha', whas yo pleasure? Something exotic or a lady that reminds of old Dusseldorf? I got ladies in all sizes, nationalities, shapes...you just name and I can provide.
He grins at Reiner now, who's looking more laid back now that Tiger's laying down the sweet talk...gotta make nice when you're a "gentleman of leisure".
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Post by wolframbros on Mar 28, 2007 21:42:26 GMT -5
"Hey, hey, hey... I was glad to leave Dusselfdorf when I did. Don't need to be reminded of the place, eh?"
~/~He couldn't help but laugh at that himself, it was just a short laugh, but a laugh all the same. He shook his head. He reached up with a hand and ran it across his face and nodded slightly as he rested his hand at his chin.~/~
"Now... When you say exotic... Just how exotic are we looking at here?" |
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Post by tiger on Mar 28, 2007 21:57:53 GMT -5
Come come now...this is Miami! As exotic as you can imagine. Cubanitas, Mexicanas...you know you looks like you could go for something hot and spicy, dog.
Nodding his head, he could pretty much have probably have suggested ANYTHING, but he is an honest businessman after all.
How bout you get you some street clothes on and I'll take you my uh...Miami offices. We'll talk bidness further from there.
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Post by wolframbros on Mar 29, 2007 15:29:18 GMT -5
~/~Reiner took a look down at himself, he had forgotten he was still in his gear. Oh, how his mind wandered. He chuckled briefly and nodded his head.~/~
"Yeah, that would be a good idea, now wouldn't it? Locker room is just up the way, so, feel free to wait outside, huh?"
~/~Reiner walked by Tiger, giving him a pat on the shoulder as he headed to his, and his brother's, locker room, no more than seven doors down, on the right. He glanced back at Tiger and nodded before he opened the door and headed on in, shutting the door behind him. He took a brief five minutes to freshen himself up. Just a little washing here and there, some body spray and, bam! Thats all he really needed. It took him about a total of fiteen minutes to change out of his gear and into street clothes. faded jeans, ripped and baggy as well. A faded Rammstein T-shirt. Come on now... That was obvious wasn't it? And of course, adorning his right hand was a black, fingerless glove. He took a few seconds to smell himself, the body spray sure did the job of masking any bad odors. Roughly twenty minutes and he came walking out of the locker room, brushing the front of his shirt as he did.~/~
"Ain't the most classiest of clothing, but it'll do..." |
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Post by tiger on Mar 30, 2007 15:20:46 GMT -5
Ain't that the truth...uh...I mean...not a problem, brotha man. Follow me.
Together they make their way to the parking garage of the arena where a silver Roll Royce awaits them, a sultry little number standing at the driver's door dressed like a chauffeur pretty much. She walks over and opens the door for the two gentlemen.
Please, after you friend...
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Post by wolframbros on Mar 30, 2007 15:54:53 GMT -5
"Woah..."
~/~What a beauty she was... the car that is. Ah, hell, the lady was too. Nice combination it was on his eyes as they approached it. The woman had opened the door for them, Reiner smiled to the lady as he ducked his head down, stepping into the car, keeping his feet on the floor of the car, these seats were much too nice to dirty with his shoes, hell, he didn't even put his knee on them. He took a seat and scooted the rest of the way to the far window, looking around the car as he did, running his hand over the soft cushion beneath him with his left hand, can't use his right hand to feel it, remember? Got that glove on.~/~
"Very... Very nice." |
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