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Date Posted: 20:26:00 07/29/03 Tue
Author: Karma
Subject: A visit...Part 2

(The camera opens back on the loft, Karma carrying a few bags. She surveys the loft, shaking eher head to herself with a small smile to herself.)

Karma: I've got to talk him in to more furniture. I know the sparse, desolate look is something he likes but this is getting ridiculous.

(She walks past a tall brass scone, her fingers passing through the flame as she approaches DeSante who is still staring out the window, that little tune still drifting through the loft and drifting on the currents of the night air)

DeSante: ...and if the good captain threatens his wrath, I'm gonna take him on a trip down the devil's path...

(She laughs under her breath, letting the bag slip from her hand, watching him not even jump as it hits the ground, the golden glow of candles catching his profile as he looks up, hair now slicked down by the rain. She reaches up to brush her hair back, watching him as she approaches)

Karma: So you're going for the pirate now, hm? And I told Jim to keep you from doing anything stupid...

(DeSante cocks his head, a few lacerations and bruises signs of the match that he recently went through. His debut...and what a Hell of a debut it was)

DeSante: This isn't stupid, Karma. This is about respect for what I love doing. This man's some lost crewman from a cheap ass kiddie ride and he is a Hall of Famer?!

(Karma frowns, shrugging as she walks closer, leaning down to set the bag down close to his feet, not catching the wicked little grin DeSante gets from the nice view she is no doubt flashing him. She leans back up, motioning him to loose the coat and shirt, stepping back to give him room. He stands, abiding her requests, letting both fall to the floor, revealing several bandages here and there. She steps over and starts removing the bandages. The wounds are almost healed already. Never let it be said he isn't tough. She kneels in front of him, removing gauze)

Karma: Need to get those changed out.

DeSante: That and you just want to get your hands on me.

(Karma looks back up, smirking as she stands again, starting to wrap his upper arm...no doubt from the fire)

Karma: Would have thought you'd never agree to such a match again considering the last time.

(DeSante gives her a devious grin, holding still as she works)

DeSante: That's exactly why we did it, Karma...the ultimate head trip.

Karma: That and what better way to prove you are really back.

(DeSante shrugs with a smile, watching Karma as she works on the arm)

DeSante: Who knows? Maybe I will remind this federation what this sport is really about. it's not catch phrases and it's not gimmicks. It's blood. It's sweat. It's tears. It's everything we can give and then we give more.

Karma: Which is why you will always be the people's choice.

(Karma pins the bandage, arching a brow at him with a smile as she leans closer)

Karma: You're always at least one person's choice. Just keep yourself in one piece.

(DeSante just grins as Karma steps back, gathering the old bandages)

DeSante: Talk to Jim again soon. I think he'll be a little more willing to...listen.

Karma: You talked to him then? I will see what I can do. Maybe he will finally start to see me for what I am.

(DeSante laughs, watching her as the rain continues to pour behind him. Karma folds her arms over her chest, laughing under her breath)

Karma: I get it now. You'll die from pneumonia because of all the rain you stand in all the time before anyone retires you.

(DeSante just grins and nods, jerking his head back towards the rain)

DeSante: More likely than anyone ending me when I've just gotten started.

(Karma steps close, placing her hands on his shoulder as she leans close, kissing him for a rather long moment, then steps back)

Karma: I know, Santiago. You know I have the utmost faith in you and I know all too well that you're going to remind a few people here how to really give it all they got.

DeSante: You know I'm gonna look worse than this on occasion btu don't worry. My dance partners will always look much worse.

Karma: Never said I was worried. I lvoe watching you work and in the end? I plan to see gold around your waist again. It's where it belongs.

(DeSante grins again and nods, looking down at his waist)

DeSante: Don't worry, Karma. It will happen probably sooner than they expect.

(Karma nods and looks at the old bandages in her hand)

Karma: Going to go throw this away. Enjoy your nightly drenching...

(She motions to the stormy weather as she walks away from a laughing DeSante and the camera fades to black with DeSante returning his attention to the driving rain.)

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