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Post by Synovis on Jul 31, 2014 2:51:22 GMT -5
12:37 P.M.
Baltimore Arena Parking Garage
Level 4E
*Flick-sss*...*Click*...*Flick-sss*...*Click*
The metallic lighter ignited, only to be choked by the cover seconds later. On and off...on and off...
Sirious leaned against the trunk of his Daimler, fiddling with his lighter. It was around noon...or at least he thought it was around noon. He was schedueled to be in the co-main event of today's house show, but he felt like killing time. He glanced back over at his phone laying on the trunk to look over the message Hawkins had sent him earlier that morning. 'Sirious Sterling vs James McKay - Main Event 1' the message read with a picture of McKay directly underneath.
It didn't come to a surprise to Sirious that he'd be competing against someone as stubborn as McKay and someone under the tutelage even more so.
"WrestleFury...Barnett." Sirious spoke to himself. He became increasingly disgusted at the thought. Barnett is indeed one of the greatest wrestlers and trainers within the circuit, but he's just like the rest. Arrogant, washed-up, and out of touch with the current day. It bothered Sirious. 'How could someone as technically gifted as McKay give himself up to someone as useless as Barnett when he's far more capable on his own,' Sirious thought. He picked up his phone and stared at the picture again...his mind was made up. 'I guess I'll just have to prove my point then...tonight...'
Sirous' thoughts were quickly interupted by the smell of food. He quickly remembered how he'd forgotten to eat lunch prior to arriving to the stadium. Though catered steakhouse food wasn't entirely his style, he was willing to make due. He turned off his phone and shoved it back into his right pant pocket. He walked around to the window of the Daimler and tapped twice on the tinted windows on the driver seat door. The window rolled down swiftly to show the smiling face of Albert, Sirious' butler.
"Off to the show, sir?" Albert asked diligently.
"Yeah. Hold on to this," Sirious tossed the lighter to Albert, who had caught it with one hand. "Security probably won't let something like that through."
"Of course, sir. Best of luck to you." Albert responded endearingly as he rolled the tinted window up. Sirious shoved his hands into his coat pockets and made his way towards the backstage entrance in hopes of finding the catering table soon.
Oddly, there weren't many people in the garage at the time Sirious had been walking through it. Perhaps they were already inside, awaiting the arrival of the rest of the wrestlers who were as late as he was. Even wrestlers who aren't even involved with ACE had flown in from all around the world to meet the ACE talent. This was a surprisingly popular house-event. He pondered as to who'm he may see...
Suddenly, a noise echoed from behind him...
(T.B.C. by anyone listed as a "Fan")
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