Post by Falcon on Aug 15, 2010 1:16:22 GMT -6
(It was Saturday, the day before Ascension. Falcon stepped out of the locker room in his training gear and started across the gym floor. Several other nCw wrestlers were already here. Falcon shared a brief hug with Angel, and they wished each other luck. Falcon gave a brief nod to Destructor! as he worked out with his trainer, as a sign of respect. Then he passed a man finished up a rep of bench press lifts.)
Man: Kyle...
(Falcon turned to look into the face of Andrew Jacobsen.)
Falcon: Andrew...
Andrew: Look... You may have heard already..
Falcon: You want to apologize for drunk dialing Zelda.
(It wasn't a question, and Andrew nodded.)
Andrew: Yea.. I just wanted to say..
Falcon: Don't...
(Jacobsen was a bit taken aback by this.)
Falcon: I mean.. you don't have to. You have feelings, and you expressed them. I can't and won't fault you for that. Maybe someday you'll have what you want right now, or maybe there's a girl for you waiting around the next corner... who knows..
Andrew: ...Yea...
Falcon: I know you'll wonder for a time what might have been. A month ago, two months ago, last week or even yesterday will all cross your mind as a million scenarios of what ifs. But this isn't the dark ages. I'm not going to throw down a gauntlet and pick a fight because you expressed yourself.
(Jacobsen looked off to the side, exhaling the breath he had been holding.)
Falcon: So, we'll just get passed this.. alright?
(Jacobsen looked at Falcon a terse moment. Then nodded.)
Andrew: Alright.
Falcon: Good.
People don't want sympathy. Nobody likes that feeling of knowing there's someone else out there feeling sorry for them, or feeling sorry for their situation. But it's an instinctual part of most people to have such feelings. The need to care about someone else, bred by your desire to want somebody to care about you. Nobody with a pulse is so unfeeling that they don't want people to care. Even serial killers want what they've done to be known. Which is why...
I'm going to do what I have to.
I do not want to, in any way, be responsible for cutting short the promising career of Rob Diamond. But I can't in good concience let him just have this win. He's put too much into this to just see me walk out to that ring and lay down for him, just to see him stay. In fact I doubt he would stay even if I did all of that. Rob Diamond may be an ass at times, but he's a fighter, and has the heart and courage of fifty men twice his size. The wrestling world would be at a loss without people like him to take the bar we've set and raise it higher. But I can't help what the man wants.
And what I'm prepared to give.
(Zelda walked into the gym, playing with her DS Lite. She had headphones in her ears plugged into the machine and was completely oblivious to all the people milling about. She dropped her bag by where she found Falcons things, and sat down on the bench. Falcon was behind where she sat, rapidly doing pull ups.)
Falcon: Zelda...
(She continued to play her game, humming along.)
Falcon: Zelda...?
(No response.)
Falcon: Earth to Zelda!?
(Nothing. He sighed and dropped down, walking up behind her. He grabbed her about the waist and lifted her off the bench. She gasped in surprise, then giggled a bit, taking care not to drop her pricey electronic.)
Zelda: Hey! Put me down, I gotta save Johnny!
Falcon: Johnny..? Oh.. Trauma Center...
Zelda: Yes.. he has intestinal bacteria and I must kill them!
(Falcon set her back on the bench and took the seat next to her. She focused on the screen, her tongue peeking out the side of her mouth in her concentration. A smile formed on Falcons lips as he looked at her.)
Zelda: Oh crap, he died.
Falcon: Don't worry Doctor, I'm sure you did everything you could.
Zelda: I just hope my malpractice insurance is paid up.
Falcon: I'm sure it is. Are you ready to get started or do you need a minute?
Zelda: Ehhh.. ok.. we can start.
Falcon: So when are you going to show me this super awesome move?
Zelda: Are you ready for it?
Falcon: Probably not.. but you know I can't resist your pretty face.
(She put her DS down and turned to face him, leaning in to kiss him quickly, then shoving him away.)
Zelda: Flattery will get you everywhere...
I don't have the power to change the world overnight. I wish I had that Reed Richards ray of happiness that could change things in the blink of an eye. Erase everyone's bad decisions for the better. But life doesn't work like that. We're all responsible for our own lives.. guilt and shame are just tools to use as motivation to grow stronger. I wish I had the words to make this all better. But sometimes you have to understand that people do what they do for reasons that are entirely their own. Redemption starts from within, and if you feel the need to go threw me to get it.
Then do so.
In my years in the ring I've never tried to end anyone. Never tried to do what was so often promised to be done to me. I've always thought that everyone can be better, everyone can be a star. So, trying to take this from you, will be without a doubt the hardest thing I have ever tried to accomplish. But I'm going to suck it up and do it, not just because the professional nature of my job demands it, but because it's what you need. I've never seen this look in you before. And if I have to break my own heart to give you what you need...
It's a price I'll pay.
For you. For me. For the fans. For the future.
But it doesn't mean I'll like it.
Man: Kyle...
(Falcon turned to look into the face of Andrew Jacobsen.)
Falcon: Andrew...
Andrew: Look... You may have heard already..
Falcon: You want to apologize for drunk dialing Zelda.
(It wasn't a question, and Andrew nodded.)
Andrew: Yea.. I just wanted to say..
Falcon: Don't...
(Jacobsen was a bit taken aback by this.)
Falcon: I mean.. you don't have to. You have feelings, and you expressed them. I can't and won't fault you for that. Maybe someday you'll have what you want right now, or maybe there's a girl for you waiting around the next corner... who knows..
Andrew: ...Yea...
Falcon: I know you'll wonder for a time what might have been. A month ago, two months ago, last week or even yesterday will all cross your mind as a million scenarios of what ifs. But this isn't the dark ages. I'm not going to throw down a gauntlet and pick a fight because you expressed yourself.
(Jacobsen looked off to the side, exhaling the breath he had been holding.)
Falcon: So, we'll just get passed this.. alright?
(Jacobsen looked at Falcon a terse moment. Then nodded.)
Andrew: Alright.
Falcon: Good.
You say you know just who I am
But you can't imagine
What waits for you across the line.
You thought you had me
[/center][/i]But you can't imagine
What waits for you across the line.
You thought you had me
People don't want sympathy. Nobody likes that feeling of knowing there's someone else out there feeling sorry for them, or feeling sorry for their situation. But it's an instinctual part of most people to have such feelings. The need to care about someone else, bred by your desire to want somebody to care about you. Nobody with a pulse is so unfeeling that they don't want people to care. Even serial killers want what they've done to be known. Which is why...
I'm going to do what I have to.
I do not want to, in any way, be responsible for cutting short the promising career of Rob Diamond. But I can't in good concience let him just have this win. He's put too much into this to just see me walk out to that ring and lay down for him, just to see him stay. In fact I doubt he would stay even if I did all of that. Rob Diamond may be an ass at times, but he's a fighter, and has the heart and courage of fifty men twice his size. The wrestling world would be at a loss without people like him to take the bar we've set and raise it higher. But I can't help what the man wants.
And what I'm prepared to give.
But I'm still here
Standing
And I'm tired of backing down
[/center][/i]Standing
And I'm tired of backing down
(Zelda walked into the gym, playing with her DS Lite. She had headphones in her ears plugged into the machine and was completely oblivious to all the people milling about. She dropped her bag by where she found Falcons things, and sat down on the bench. Falcon was behind where she sat, rapidly doing pull ups.)
Falcon: Zelda...
(She continued to play her game, humming along.)
Falcon: Zelda...?
(No response.)
Falcon: Earth to Zelda!?
(Nothing. He sighed and dropped down, walking up behind her. He grabbed her about the waist and lifted her off the bench. She gasped in surprise, then giggled a bit, taking care not to drop her pricey electronic.)
Zelda: Hey! Put me down, I gotta save Johnny!
Falcon: Johnny..? Oh.. Trauma Center...
Zelda: Yes.. he has intestinal bacteria and I must kill them!
(Falcon set her back on the bench and took the seat next to her. She focused on the screen, her tongue peeking out the side of her mouth in her concentration. A smile formed on Falcons lips as he looked at her.)
Zelda: Oh crap, he died.
Falcon: Don't worry Doctor, I'm sure you did everything you could.
Zelda: I just hope my malpractice insurance is paid up.
Falcon: I'm sure it is. Are you ready to get started or do you need a minute?
Zelda: Ehhh.. ok.. we can start.
Falcon: So when are you going to show me this super awesome move?
Zelda: Are you ready for it?
Falcon: Probably not.. but you know I can't resist your pretty face.
(She put her DS down and turned to face him, leaning in to kiss him quickly, then shoving him away.)
Zelda: Flattery will get you everywhere...
And I'm here now
Feeling the pain of a thousand hearts
Been to hell and back again
I won't take this
[/center][/i]Feeling the pain of a thousand hearts
Been to hell and back again
I won't take this
I don't have the power to change the world overnight. I wish I had that Reed Richards ray of happiness that could change things in the blink of an eye. Erase everyone's bad decisions for the better. But life doesn't work like that. We're all responsible for our own lives.. guilt and shame are just tools to use as motivation to grow stronger. I wish I had the words to make this all better. But sometimes you have to understand that people do what they do for reasons that are entirely their own. Redemption starts from within, and if you feel the need to go threw me to get it.
Then do so.
In my years in the ring I've never tried to end anyone. Never tried to do what was so often promised to be done to me. I've always thought that everyone can be better, everyone can be a star. So, trying to take this from you, will be without a doubt the hardest thing I have ever tried to accomplish. But I'm going to suck it up and do it, not just because the professional nature of my job demands it, but because it's what you need. I've never seen this look in you before. And if I have to break my own heart to give you what you need...
It's a price I'll pay.
For you. For me. For the fans. For the future.
But it doesn't mean I'll like it.
You tried so hard to bring me down
Can't break the broken
You still don't seem to understand
It's your turn to see just
How it feels to be me
How it feels to be knocked down
And you're here now
Feeling the pain of a thousand hearts
You've been to hell and back again
You can't take this
[/center][/i]Can't break the broken
You still don't seem to understand
It's your turn to see just
How it feels to be me
How it feels to be knocked down
And you're here now
Feeling the pain of a thousand hearts
You've been to hell and back again
You can't take this