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Date Posted: 17:33:28 09/18/00 Mon
Author: Rellan Shard, Skylar Thomas, and Celia Thomas
Subject: Chained To The Train - Full Speed Ahead (Jordan, Circle)

OOC Note: I started working third shift lately. It has screwed up my sleep schedule. E-Fed wrestling has gotten a little bit harder but nothing I can't handle. This RP is not HTMLized because I just don't have time to do it. I did probably lose my match but who cares. At least I've got shit to show for it. Am I right? :D Well start reading...


::{In his mind's eye, Rellan Shard saw Rebecca Blake look at him in his bed. He was naked; the soft linen pulled up over his waist. She had opened her duffle bag and filled it with her clothes and other things. He opened his eyes, squinting at the daylight the came through the window. He watched her beautiful silhouette pass slwoly from drawer to drawer.}::

Rellan: Where are you going?

::{She first didn't answer; pretending not to hear the inquiry that her lover of seven months had asked her. He asked again. She turned around and set a folded shirt onto the desk.}::

Rebecca: I already told you. I got a job for the magazine, Metropolitan. I quit the GWA. I'm going on business for a few days.

::{Rellan smiled tiredly. And uttered words that took the fire right out of her stomach.}::

Rellan: No...you won't.

::{She started to fiddle with her necklace. Something she always did when she was nervous or uncertain about something.}::

Rebecca: Why do you say that?

Rellan: Because if you were only going for a few days, you wouldn't be taking your winter clothing. So, tell me. Where you going to fly to Paris and call me collect to say that you found someone else, or maybe things got out of hand at your new job and they want you to tour longer with supermodels who live off bread and water and wear shit that only freaks of nature would dare put on thier sickening bodies. Or perhaps you were just going to disappear off the face of the Earth and forget who you've been sleeping with these past seven months.

::{Rebecca looked at him through opale, saddened eyes.}::

Rebecca: I can't handle this anymore...

Rellan: Handle what?! You're never home anyway!

Rebecca: What about me. You're never here for ME!

::{Rellan's demeanor changed. His squint turned into an almost accusitory frown.}::

Rellan: Is that what this is all about? I don't believe this. I cannot belive this. I've been here for you since day one. I don't even want to hear your petty excuses. You want to leave, I won't stop you. Just go.

::{Rellan turned over onto his stomach and put his face into the pillow. Rebecca's eyes welled up with tears and began spilling as she gathered the rest of her things.}::

Rebecca: I'm sorry things had to turn out this way...

::{Rellan voice was muffled through the pillow.}::

Rellan: No, you're not...

::{It was true enough though. Rebecca was not sorry. But her heart sank into her gut regardless as she walked out of the loft and to the street below. Suprisingly, Rellan did not feel any heart ache over the fact Rebecca had left. Maybe it was because of the fact she was hardly ever around anyway. He turned onto his side and reached for his wallet. He pulled a small business card out and called the number.}::

* * * * * * * * * * * *

::{Rellan Shard sat in his high rise corporate office, drinking a mai tai (you know the kind of alcoholic beverages that have the tiny umbrella) and watching a football game on a flat screen TV that hung on the wall across from his desk. Wisconsin was up 7 to 3 against the Michigan Wolverines. College football didn't interest him that much, but nothing good was on at 12:30 in the afternoon. He sipped his drink and almost spilled when his large oak door was kicked open.}::

::{Skylar Thomas barged into the room with Celia following closely behind. Rellan greeted the two with a simple smile but Skylar frowned and looked at Rellan as if he wanted Rellan to burst into flames. Skylar, unconsiously, began cracking his knuckles - something he did when he was extremely angry.}::

Rellan: To what do I owe this visit?

Skylar: Listen you little runt, I don't know how many dicks you had to suck to get in this office but what hell were you thinking when you pulled off my ref shirt?

::{Rellan exhaled and continued to watch the Thomas Twins.}::

Rellan: You and Trace weren't doing your job... There was nothing but cheating going on during that match and I was the one to stop it.

Skylar: Bullshit. I saw that fast count. Connor shouldn't have won.

Rellan: Well, it doesn't matter WHAT you think does it? I did my job. Keeping order.

Celia: When did you become such an asshole Rellan....

Rellan: About the same time you started stalking me.

::{That shut her up real fast.}::

Skylar: Well, from now on, stay the HELL out of my way.

Rellan: Sure, whatever you say... Just so you don't forget... You have a tag match against Stacey Jordan and her partner Anthony "Shadow" Craven.

::{The vein in Skylar's neck throbbed. He began to grind his teeth. What he said next, was forcefully controlled.}::

Skylar: Who is my partner...

Rellan: Your sister, who else?

Celia: GODDAMIT! Is the whole staff smoking crack! I SAID ON NATIONAL TV that I quit!

Rellan: You can't. You didn't follow procedure. First of all, to quit the GWA, you can only leave when your contract has been either annulled or a granted RFT.

Celia: What the hell is an RFT???

Rellan: It stands for Request For Transfer. It's something that is put in your contract in case you ever wanted to transfer to another federation. Secondly, all of your T-Shirt endorsments, the companies who you endorsed products for, including your precious Revlon campaign have to be notified. And THEN it is up to the staff to let you go.

Celia: That's garbage.

Rellan: It's the way it is. So, you will proceed with the match-up and you will leave AFTER the Pay Per View event.

Celia: You know damn well no person in thier right mind would want to watch that PPV. Besides me, my brother, and a small handful of others are the only people here who are VERY GOOD. Everyone else his a bunch of talentless hacks who got in by luck.

Rellan: On the contrary. The GWA stock has shot through the roof. There are others who are better than you.

Celia: Like who?

Rellan: How about the Circle?

::{Skylar rolled his eyes and let out a slow gutteral "Oh my god..."}::

Skylar: You can't be serious...

Rellan: DEAD serious. They bring more revenue than the GWA itself does and now we have a comfortable little symbotic relationship going on with each other. Oh...and before I forget, this is for you.

::{Rellan picks up an envelope from his desk and tosses it to Skylar. Skylar nonchalantly catches it and opens.}::

Skylar: Dear Mr. Thomas. The staff and management of the GWA would like you to participate in a psychatric evaluation for the stable mental health of all our wrestlers. This visit is covered by your insurance and will cost you nothing. Failure to comply with this request will result in a suspension from GWA cards.... (looking to Rellan) What the hell is this?!

Rellan: It's necessary for our protection.

Skylar: From what?

Rellan: From you.

::{A dead silence waved over everyone. Even the football game that had been turned up pretty loud were drowned out by the thoughts of the people that inhabited the small room.}::

Rellan: You won't be the only one who will be doing this.

Skylar: Fine. Whatever.

::{Skylar turned and left the room. Celia stared at Rellan.}::

Rellan: Can I help you?

Celia: I'm just trying to remember what I saw in you.

::{Rellan laughed.}::

Rellan: So am I...

::{Caught completely off guard by that remark, she sneered and left the room, slamming the door behind her. Wisconsin had scored a touchdown during the conversation. The score was 14 - 3. Rellan pulled out a bag of Cool Ranch Doritos and began munching away. Celia and Skylar walked down the hallway to the elevators.}::

Celia: What are we going to do?

Skylar: Celia, your a beautiful and intelligent woman. I'm sure you'll think of something. For right now, I'm going to follow through on what these Nazi f*cks asked me to do.

Celia: And that is?

Skylar: See a psychatrist. This should be fun.

Celia: Don't kill them Skylar.

Skylar: I won't.

::{With a grin, they entered the elevator.}::

Skylar: They almost always kill themselves after I tell them my stories...

::{And with that, the doors closed.}::

* * * * * * * * * * * *

::{Skylar approached the secretary's desk and looked at her. The young brunette woman looked up from her computer. She had beautiful green eyes and a wonderful smile. If she would have applied herself, she definately would have been a model or something of the like. Skylar looked around at his surroundings. Everything was a tasteless stone gray - even the gigantic desk that stood to the left of him containing the secretary was as bland as the rest of the room. He cleared his throat as she smiled at him. He sort of dressed down for the occasion. Instead of his black overcoat and sunglasses, he wore a white T-shirt and jeans.}::

::{The girl couldn't have been older than Skylar. Perhaps maybe a few years younger, but her body betrayed her in the best of ways. Perfect 10 through and through. It was kind of funny at first. He stared at her, she stared back - maybe for just a millisecond, but their eyes locked and in a single moment, Skylar felt like throwing everything off her desk and doing the wild thing five minutes before his scheduled appointment. But as just as fast as the thought came to him, it disappeared into the recesses of his mind. He did something unconsciously - he smiled at her. She grinned as well.}::

Skylar: I have an appointment with Dr. Kessler...

Woman: Your name please?

Skylar: Um, Skylar Thomas.

::{The woman froze for a split second.}::

Woman: Wow...you're him? I mean...really??? From the GWA?! The MAXIMUS Champion?! Oh my god!

::{She let out this erotic high pitched squeal that would flatter most guys. Skylar laughed.}::

Skylar: So, what's your name?

Woman: My friends call me Sonya...

Skylar: That's a pretty name... Do you have any idea when Dr. Kessler will be ready for me?

::{A door to his right clicked open and out stepped a woman wearing a skirt and white blouse. Her glasses rested on the edge of her nose. She was a beautiful woman as well.}::

Dr. Kessler: Hello, you must be Skylar Thomas.

::{Skylar smiled.}::

Skylar: Indeed I am.

::{She invited Skylar into her office where he took a running plop onto her couch. He kicked his shoes off and got comfortable. Dr. Kessler stared at Skylar for a moment and then took a seat beside him.}::

Dr. Kessler: I'm going to ask you a few questions Skylar. This is not an interogation. Talk as long as you want. Don't hold anything back. It's my job to help.

Skylar: Um...ok... This is all off the record.

Dr. Kessler: That's right. None of this is given to any organization without written consent of you.

Skylar: Ok, good...

Dr. Kessler: Shall we begin?

Skylar: Yes.

Dr. Kessler: So, are you in love with anyone?

Skylar: Gonna dive into the deep stuff right off the bat, eh?

Dr. Kessler: We don't have to...

Skylar: Forget it... (sighing) Love is not real to me. Love is a word made up to justify acts of passion and aggression. Love is the same as hate.

Dr. Kessler: In what way?

Skylar: About the way I feel about a certain woman...

Dr. Kessler: Tell me about her.

Skylar: Well, she's smart, sarcastic, and mean. She is a woman after my own heart. But I'm afraid I had something to do with her transformation.

Dr. Kessler: Why is that?

Skylar: Because of the way she acts... She used to be stable and effective. She's reckless and unstable. She's turning into me...

::{Dr. Kessler shifted uneasily in her chair.}::

Dr. Kessler: What are you then?

Skylar: I don't really know doctor. It'd be easier for me to blame society.

Dr. Kessler: Well, why don't you start from the beginning. Have you had any nightmares or dreams as of late.

Skylar: Yes...

Dr. Kessler: Tell me about them.

Skylar: Somehow in each dream I have, Stacey and I--

Dr. Kessler: Is that her name?

Skylar: Yeah... Stacey Jordan... But anyway, somehow I will walk through a field and at the end of it is a large oak tree. She'll be itting under it with a picnic basket. A short conversation follows and I sit next to her. Then we start to kiss and then she bites my neck. I wake up in a cold sweat.

Dr. Kessler: She bites your neck? Is it a nibble to get you aroused?

Skylar: More like she is eating a T-Bone steak. I feel the pain. Everything. I can't breath somehow. But I wake up moments after that.

Dr. Kessler: Can you link this to any past experience?

Skylar: Well, I don't know... I neer tried...

Dr. Kessler: Just relax. Breathe in and out. Just name things that come to your mind...

::{Dr. Kessler starts to write notes on her legal pad.}::

Skylar: My private school...

Dr. Kessler: What else...

Skylar: I see...Alexander...

Dr. Kessler: Is he a friend?

Skylar: Was... He's dead now, but we were as close as two people could get.

Dr. Kessler: What else do you see...

::{Skylar grinned with his eyes closed.}::

Skylar: The Detention Hall.

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