The Meetings

+War knocks on Davids Door+

+War walks in looking around, he walks up and picks up a picture frame out of the box+

War: Now most people think I'm an out of it drunk all the time, mostly cause thats what I want them to. But even if I was as out of it as they think I was I would still know about the meeting you had today

David: The entire locker room knew about them coming...the way Lauren quit...it was bound to come around considering my contract

+War walks over to the fridge and grabs two beers bring one back to David+

War: So are you packing your tights or your briefcase?

David looks up at him then continues cleaning out the desk...

David: I can't tell you, I honestly don't know...

David takes the beer and places it on the desk

+War drinks the bottle about half down in one gulp+

War: Well all i can tell you is don't let Kevin, your father dying or even Maria and Juila make this choice for you. You do what makes you happy cause if your not happy then they wont be either

+War finishes his beer and looks at it+

War: I need alot more of these I'm sounding like fucking doctor Phil

David: You know i keep the bar stocked...help yourself...

The Belts laid on the chair in front of David's desk...as he looks at them then continues what he was doing...

David: I have to think about the future either way...I dont really need this company to be happy with my life...in one year War, I accomplished what everyone in this industry hopes to do in their career...then I made it into the Hall of Fame...My career is complete.

+War grabs two beers and opens both sipping from one then the other.+

War: You may have completed some goals but your a fighter like me. You know as much as I do its in our blood, even more so in you. Face it that ring is your home just as much as that big fancy house you have with Maria. You don't need this company but you need that ring.

David looks at him, then picks up the beer sliding the box off his desk and sitting down...popping open the beer, and throwing his feet up on the desk...

David: I don't need the house nor do i need the ring, The Ring needs me...I can sit back here and direct the morons behind the scenes...occasionally showing my face to make major announcements...The fans need people like me and you to cause excitement in this industry

+War sits back on his leather couch and putting his feet up on it+

War: Yeah imagine a wrestling world filled with Flexs and Sosuke

+War fake shivers+

War: You know how much people pay to see what i will do next

David: People watch because they love to hate guys like you. They respect guys like me, and still question my motives...but when it comes down to it, I dont need any of this

+War smiles and drinks his beer+

War: thats where your wrong, just like me your a drama junkie. I know you have your skeletons in your closet, we are addicts how long before you sitting home in Fl or Boston and you start feening for the lights and action

David: My Management contract wouldn't stop me from competing only holding the belts...I can step into that ring and kick your ass any day

David laughs, as he finishes off the beer and throws his feet off the desk and places down the bottle...

David:If i sign a wrestlers contract, I have to sell the company to a new person...and I can only see a soft reset on the company...Stripped titles and traveling arrangements

+War finishes his two beers+

War: Any time any place sucker

+He gets up and throws his empty bottles away+

War: You mean they are gonna take my precious?

+War hugs his hardcore belt that has been over his shoulder+

David: The Board has me where they want me right now...

David pulls out a flask from his desk, and starts drinking on it

+Wars eyes widen+

War: Hiding the good shit huh? Well i think we need to come up with something to get them back

David: Not this time, they've put the shows on hold till i make my decision...either way my reign as Champion is over