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Post by Dante Cervantes on Jan 14, 2011 2:55:17 GMT -5
It had been a few days since his meeting with the President of Xtraordinary Wrestling Association, Ms. Blackheart. He had signed the contract and was now officially apart of the company's roster. Being cooped up in his place of residence for long periods of time can be dull and boring. He figured he needed to get out and see the city. The only problem was, it was the middle of the day. This meant big trouble for a creature of the night like Dante. Those ultraviolet rays can really do a number on his flesh. He had to be extremely cautious during his outings in the daylight. Dante had to take every precaution possible to ensure there would be zero complications. It would be difficult to explain severe burns on his skin one day and to be completely healed later. He had put on a thick layer of sunscreen on the exposed areas of his skin to protect himself from the sun. It works for the humans, but it also surprisingly works for the undead as well. Go figure that one out. Dante was dressed in his all black and red suit with a black umbrella being held above his head. You can never be too careful. His black shades sat on his face to hide his crimson stare. He found himself taking a nice, relaxing stroll through Central Park. The place was huge. He did get the occasional strange look as he walked along. He chose not to acknowledge their reactions because he was fully aware of what his appearance looks like to normal people. He arrived at the stone garden known as The Shakespeare Garden in Central Park. The place was just magnificent. Birds sang their little happy tunes from where ever they were. The flowers were a sight to behold. There were some plaques with quotes from some of The Bard's classic works. He had remembered when he had seen one of Shakespeare's plays when he was among the living. He truly was an artist with the English language. He stopped at a plaque that brought a smile to his face.
Dante paused at the plaque for a moment. It had a quote on it that was Romeo and Juliet. A personal favorite of Dante's. He recited it outloud..."What's in a name? That which we call a rose By any other name would smell as sweet." He noticed out of the corner of his eye there was another person standing nearby. A fellow Shakespeare admirer, perhaps? That person happened to be...
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Osiris
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Post by Osiris on Jan 14, 2011 16:32:52 GMT -5
The big form of Osiris. He was on a walk of his own, something he usually does rather then sit around doing research on all the new people coming into XWA. Speaking of, he recognizes Dante from one of the pictures he saw.
Osiris: Correct me if I am wrong, but you are Dante Cervantes are you not?
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Post by Dante Cervantes on Jan 14, 2011 18:54:03 GMT -5
"Yes. He is I, and I am he."
...Dante answered the big man. It was odd to be recognized by a complete stranger. Maybe a fan? He didn't know. He turned to face the man and said...
"And who are you? If you don't mind my asking..."
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Osiris
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Post by Osiris on Jan 15, 2011 1:43:36 GMT -5
Osiris: I go by the name of Osiris. I will be another competitor in XWA, like yourself. I've been doing some work, seeing what new people that have come to XWA, and you were one of them. You have much history in the wrestling world it seems.
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Post by Dante Cervantes on Jan 15, 2011 4:16:44 GMT -5
"I've done a little something here and there. I wouldn't call it 'a lot'. "
He wasn't sure if four years in the business is considered 'a lot.' He wondered if this was the same person who told Ms. Blackheart that his name had been brought up in Detroit. He didn't know. He just shrugged his shoulders and said...
"What have you heard? Or read? Whatever it was that you've done to familiarize yourself with my history."
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Osiris
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Post by Osiris on Jan 16, 2011 17:06:32 GMT -5
Osiris: Hmm. I think not. Who knows what kind of information I've got that could prove useful later on, even if some of the information was a bit.......odd. After all, I'm still trying to form my own opinion of you. I will give you one thing I know, in exchange for one that you should give me. I know that you've been doing this for four years, a little less then what I have. Now for my question. Why do you have an overwhelming stench of suntan lotion on you? It's winter in New York, not exactly something to fear getting sunburn from.
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Post by Dante Cervantes on Jan 16, 2011 20:22:40 GMT -5
Either he had quite the keen sense of smell on him, or he really did use a little too much sunscreen on his outing today. He couldn't quite tell. This man seemed strange himself. With a name like Osiris, which was the same name of the Egyption God of the Afterlife, anything seemed possible. Was this man actually a God? What business did he have with Dante? He better stay on his defenses with him. This, he was certain of. Dante smiled and offered a little tidbit of information as to why someone like he would be wearing sunscreen during the winter in New York...
"Well, it may be winter in New York, Osiris. But one can never be too careful when it comes to harmful ultraviolet rays. Call me superstitious, or whatever the word is I'm looking for. However, it is still possible for one to catch a sunburn in the winter."
He pointed up to his black umbrella hanging over his head.
"This here, is to protect me from the sun's harmful rays beating down upon me. And the sunscreen is to protect me from the sun's harmful rays reflecting off of the snow on the ground. It is unlikely that one can catch a sunburn in the winter as easily as one could in the summer. But it is still possible. With my sensitive skin... I choose to have the protection and not need, rather than to need it and not have it."
Then Dante pointed at Osiris and continued...
"I'm a bit surprised you noticed. You must have some nose on you there."
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Osiris
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Post by Osiris on Jan 16, 2011 21:53:36 GMT -5
Osiris: Heh. Not really. I do not know if it was your choice of brand or just how much you put on, but it has a smell that I doubt I'm the only one who smells it. But to each his own in their stition, but it super or otherwise.
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Post by Dante Cervantes on Jan 17, 2011 3:16:51 GMT -5
"I see. I'll make a mental note to find an odorless brand of sunscreen next time I go out shopping for my monthly supply."
Dante nodded his head. He was glad to know that there seemed to be suspicion about him beyond his unusual habits. Although, that was still pretty bad. Then Dante decided to inquire about the information Osiris knew for the information about his lifestyle choices....
"Now, you going to tell me what it is you've heard about me?"
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Osiris
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Post by Osiris on Jan 19, 2011 23:30:09 GMT -5
Osiris: I already told you, I will not. Some of the information was a little odd, so I'm going to figure out if I am to believe it or not on my own.
Though Mr. Cervantes, you seem to want to know what I have acquired very much. Like you are nervous even. You don't have something to hide do you?
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Post by Dante Cervantes on Jan 20, 2011 19:43:47 GMT -5
"Something to hide? That's absurd. I just find it disturbing that you would go to such lengths to dig up dirt on me. But not only that..."
Dante pointed at Osiris. An eyebrow raised up slightly There was something suspicious about this guy. They took their name from the Egyptian God of the Afterlife. They seemed to come out here looking for him because Dante thought it would be no coincidence that someone with this kind of interest in him would just stumble upon him by chance. This would be especially true considering they are in New York City. A place that probably would be difficult to locate a single person without some kind of help. It did make Dante nervous.
"You specifically come to this location, where I just happen to be, and pretend this was all just a coincidental meeting. No. Someone who just happens to stumble into a person they do not know does not just happen to have information like that. I will warn you this once, Osiris. Stay away from me unless you want the flood gates of Hell to rain down upon you."
Dante turns away from Osiris and waves his goodbye to him.
"Now, if you don't mind... I bid good day to you, sir."
Dante proceeded to take his leave from the Shakespeare Garden. That guy had the nerve to be suspicious of him? Granted, he was not all he appeared to be, but that doesn't mean he hasn't put up a good show to throw people off of his trail. There was something about this situation that made him just a little bit uneasy. Maybe he'll have to do some night time cleaning to make sure that Osiris doesn't blow his cover.
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