A Night Out... Alone?{Anyone}

[wolframbros]

~/~Siegfried had left his brother there with Tiger, whatever happened with the two after that, he didn't care too much about. He was what he was... A good bit pissed off at his brother. He had went to the locker room about 30 minutes after Reiner and Tiger had left the scene. Changed from his gear and into clothing of his own. A pair of black jeans, the shoes matching the color of the jeans. The black shirt he slipped on had a very faint image of a wolf on the front of it, it wasn't faded, no, just the way the design was, as if the wolf was creeping out from the darkness. And, just like Reiner, he slipped on a black fingerless glove onto his left hand. However, before all this, he did something his brother didn't, he actually showered, instead of just spraying himself with body spray.

He left the locker room and made his way to the parking garage, pulling the keys out from pocket. He went to the spot he had parked the vehicle, a dark red Ford Expedition, 2001 model. He pressed a button on the key chain, turning the alarm off, opening the door to the driver's side and stepping up in it, shutting the door, fastening the seat belt and adjusting the rear view mirror. Reiner was the last to drive it, so, of course he messed with it. He stuck the key into the ignition and turned it as it roared to life, the radio station picking up on a rock station, playing Rooster by Alice in Chains. At least halfway through the song as he pulled out of the garage.

Roughly forty-five minutes later he pulled into the parking lot of a bar, parking in the nearest available parking spot, turning the ignition off, unbuckling his seat belt, pulling the keys from the ignition and opening the door, slipping out, shutting the door, and turning the alarm on before putting the keys into his pocket. He looked at the bar and sighed. This place better be good. He needed a good drink in a relaxing enviroment. He headed on in, taking a seat at the bar, he got some stares from people, his overall size was the reason, but perhaps some of them knew who he was. XWA was after all televised. The bartender asked the usual question.~/~

"The Twenty Islands...Bruichladdich brand. I'm sure you got it. Its Scotch after all."

~/~The bartender nodded and went about his duty of retrieving a glass and the bottle for the large gentleman. Siegfried just sat there and sighed as the bottle and glass were placed infront of him, picking up the bottle, unscrewing the top and pouring a half a glass, he picked it up, swirled the liquid inside the glass a bit with a simple rotation of his wrist before taking a sip, sighing as he sat the glass back down on the counter. He went ahead and paid the bartender the full amount for the drink... For the bottle. He felt he'd be here for a while.~/~

[dio]

*Sitting near by was a man decked out in a grey Hoody adorned with red and black tribal markings. He looks to his left to see Seigfried Wolfram, one half of XWA's Tag champions. He sets his cigarete down for a moment and speaks*

You keep drinkin' like that, and your liver's gonna pop out during an abdominal stretch. But then again, I smoke. Hell, we all die someday, may as well speed things along a bit.

The young man laughs to himself a bit before taking another pull of his smoke.

[wolframbros]

~/~A raised eyebrow as a voice picks up. It was directed at him no doubt. He chuckled briefly and looked over in the direction of the man's voice. He raised his glass to him and took another sip of the drink.~/~[

"Yeah... Drinking is bad. Smoking is bad. Hell, there's a few people out there who will say wrestling is bad for you. But... First successful defense as the champs, I think I deserve this drink."

~/~He paused briefly, long enough to take another sip and turn in the stool at the bar, to face the man even more, sitting the drink further ahead of him as he props his arm up on the bar. Of course, having their first defense was one reason he was drinking. There was another.~/~

"What brings you out this way tonight?"

[dio]

He takes another pull of his cigarette, blowing smoke out away from Siegfried before responding.

Preparation. I've got a little issue to take care of in a little bit. I figured I'd find some place quiet. Relax a bit. Because what I've got to do tonight is gonna be anything BUT quiet. But I won't bore you with the details.

He lifts his drink, taking a huge gulp of it.

[wolframbros]

"Fair enough."

~/~He raised an eyebrow, typical reaction considering what the man had said. Whatever the man had to take, it wouldn't be quiet, huh? Well, that left the impression in Siegfried's mind that he was gonna be out looking for someone, exact revenge upon perhaps? Ah, well, he wouldn't think on it too hard.~/~

"Well, whatever it may be... May it go in your favor, eh?"

~/~The hell did you just give him good wishes for? He could be setting out to murder someone, ya fool! That's what his brother would be saying, considering the way the man was simply dressed. But, he always tried to be positive about things. He thought things out thoroughly, unlike his brother. Raising his glass once again he takes a bit more than a sip before sitting it back down on the bar gently~/~