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 ||As Weezle, Ravyn, and Keoki are on their way out the lobby of the Holliday Inn for a day on the town, they are stopped by the man at the desk.|| This message was left for you. For who? All three. ||Weezle shrugs his shoulders and grabs the envelope. After opening it pulling out the paper, Keoki and Weezle start to read over his shoulders.|| To: Weezle, Ravyn, and Keoki From: Brendan Campbell Valued stars of LCW and members of Destruction, your services are required for an LCW promotion at the local mall. Once you get there the manager will direct you to where you are supposed to go. Attendance and participation is mandatory. Sincerely, Brendan Campbell ||As the members of Destruction finish reading the message, Weezle slips it back into the envelope, folds it up, and puts it in his pocket.|| So... It's a trap! Could be... Ah well, what's the worst that could happen? Let me think... Hmmm... Rook and Ronin beat us up! ...Yea... that could happen... Sovereign or his buddies could beat us up! Sov? If he thinks we are going to help Brendan, he would probably want to get rid of us now. That is true... Or it could be Brendan planning an attack. ||Weezle thinks to himself for a second.|| Brendan? Oh, so now you too think he is the perfect nice guy? If he thinks we are not going to side with him, he may see us as an enemy, and try to snub us out now! Yea... He could, couln't he! But look at it this way... Don't you think we could handle them? Unless Rook and Ronin, or Sovereign, or Brendan co-ordinate the entire roster to come out and attack as at a mall... Wouldn't we be able to fight back? Of course we would! So what is there to worry about? ...Good point. ||Now that Keoki is ready, the three leave the hotel to flag down a taxi.|| ||After a couple minutes, Weezle, Ravyn, and Keoki find themselves being escorted through the mall by security, until they reach some large tables with a large LCW banner overhead.|| Meet and Greet LCW Superstars Well... I feel special... Don't you? ||Keoki and Ravyn chuckle as they are shown to their seats, to some welcome applause, some cat calls for Ravyn, and a few boos from the large crowd that has already gathered. As they all sit down, Mike Sinister is also ushered in, and seated next to Weezle.|| Ahhh... so they got you too? Yea. Who all else is coming? ||Weezle just shrugs his shoulders.|| Don't know. Let's just hope Rook and Ronin don't make a "special visit." Well, not unless they come through the crowd... ||Mike Sinister taps his steel chair, as Weezle laughs.|| On second thought... I kinda would like to see the Big Unfriendly Giant. Give the kids a real Kodak moment. ||Before Mike Sinister can respond, an announcer starts to talk tot he crowd, asking them all to be orderly and quick, and that everyone will be given a free 8x10 that will be signed, for $5, and are allowed to take photographs, free of charge (well, as long as they buy a picture).|| So, you think Brendan really set this up? Yea... I mean, anyone could have done it, really, how would the counter guy know if it was Brendan or Rook or Sovereign on the other end of that line? I'd say it's either Rook and Ronin or Brendan. But if it was Rook and Ronin, I imagine the fireworks would have gone off by now. Hehe... Say, shouldn't Laura be with you? She's coming... She just had to stop because she saw some jacket. ||As the announcer finishes his little spiel, the hordes of people press closer to the tables. As the 'superstars of the LCW' sign away, the people ask them questions or make little comments.|| Hey Weezle... I'm a big fan. Thanks. So what do you think the Blood Brothers have in store for you guys? Well, they can say that their plans are 'secret', but we all know what's going to happen. Afterall, they only really have two plans. Plan one is to secretly beat the crap out of us... Either in the parking lot, our dressing room, or do a sneak attack in the ring. Their other plan is to kidnap us and mail us to Peru. So, Timmy, I only have to do two things to prepare for them. Watch my back, with the help from my friends, and make sure my passport is in order. Have a good day.|| ||As Laura comes in and sits down, the mass shifts slightly, the many young boys wanting a picture with her.|| Let me get this straight... We bust our asses out there, week after week, and it's the valets that get the most attention? Hey, I say let them worry about it. Do you want a bunch of greasy teenage boys harassing you? Hell no! Exactly! Heeeeeyy! Good point! Yea... Women come in handy from time to time. ||As Laura hears Mike Sinister's comment, she slaps him across the chest, then continues on with her autograph signings and posing for pictures.|| ||After about two hours, Weezle, Ravyn, Keoki, Mike Sinister, and Laura get up, wave, and leave. As Weezle, Keoki, and Ravyn go one way and Mike and Laura another, Weezle stops Mike.|| Hey... You wanna grab a drink with us? ||Mike looks at Laura.|| Sure. ||The group walk around the mall, searching for a licenced reastaurant.|| So who do you think set this all up? At first, I had my doubts. I was expecting a good ol' crack to the back of the head from either Rook or Ronin. Part of me thought maybe Sovereign was up to something... And Brendan? ||Weezle stops walking for a second, trying to think about what he wants to say.|| ...Yea... I really thought Brendan was planning it. Now, I wasn't too sure what his intentions were-- I know, I thought the bastard would have tried to screw us over. Yea... but he didn't. I guess he really just wanted us to do some PR work. Or he's trying to trick us. ...? Think about it. He sets this up, we think he's up to something, but when it's all over, he hasn't done anything and was all honest with us. Now he thinks we won't be so untrustworthy with him. Yea... That does make sense! ||Unknowingly, Weezle and Mike have fallen a bit behind the rest of the pack, and Ravyn and Laura shout at them to hurry up, as they have found an actual restaurant on the bottom floor.|| Looks like the ladies are calling. Yea... But I'm hungry, so it's all good. Like I said... sometimes these women prove themselves to be useful. ||The two men share a laugh as they walk up to the rest of the group and slip into the restaurant.|| ||End|| |
