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Sam and Tier in the Guy.; Er... gym. I meant gym.
Topic Started: Mar 19 2005, 08:55 PM (47 Views)
Tiff
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Sam, Bill, and Tier really need to find some where to hang out besides in the gym. Mostly because I’m tired of starting these things by saying “Scene opens in the gym…” and I’m also tired of writing “guy” instead of gym…but that one is my own fault. Maybe I should create a chain of gyms, called “Guy’s Gym” that would make my life easier. But back to the people you came to read about, they are in the gym, Bill is still doing his working out, Sam is finished and sitting near Tier who has also finished his work out for the night.

Sam: Read anything good recently?

Tier: No, unfortunately. An idiot friend of mine told me to read Atlas Shrug, wish I hadn’t wasted that week.

Sam: Never heard of it.

Tier: Be thankful.

Sam: I’m thinking about just bringing a dictionary to the ring with me, I don’t expect to actually be reading it.

Tier: Oh?

Sam: I’m one of those people that finds it easiest to read in near silence and ringside is anything but. And, if I bring a big book it could be fun to hit Brighty with when he gets too close to me.

Tier chuckles.

Tier: This is true.

Sam sighs, and does the sitting stretch thing.

Sam: I don’t know how I feel about this. I know that I wouldn’t have wanted anyone suddenly thrown in the last few matches I had with Torrie and Elrick…but I don’t know if I would have flat out asked someone to not participate at all…

Tier shrugs.

Tier: You couldn’t know, unless it happened.

Sam: Yeah…you have a point.

Tier: It’s not anything unreasonable. It’s not like he’s asking you to lose.

Sam: I know, but this sorta reminds me of when I dropped off. I know it’s different and I’m not really complaining...I’m just not totally comfortable with it either.

Sam shrugs Tier shrugs as well.

Tier: I don’t know what to tell you. If you don’t like it tell him so.

Sam: You always seem to be a wealth of advice, and I don’t mean that as an insult this time…I had thought maybe you’d have more input.

Tier shrugs again.

Tier: This is one of those things I don’t have experience with.

Sam nods.

Sam: I was under the impression that you had done it all, but then again I was under a lot of impressions when we first met.

Tier: Most of them not 100% correct.

Sam: Yeah, I know that now. It’s amazing what two arguments and being thrown into some chairs can do to a person.

Sam smiles at Tier.

Sam: Not to mention watching numerous promos and getting my hair pulled by your former student. Now he’s an interesting individual.

Tier: Misguided that one is, but that’s my fault really.

Sam: If I wasn’t a bit worried about injury I’d probably have visited him again, I’m curious about him now.

Tier: Part of that misguided ness is violent tendencies.

Sam: So I’ve learned, though he didn’t really hurt me until I challenged him. I was left really wondering what he’d have done if stayed.

Tier: Some things are better left to mystery, especially things with ones as unpredictable as he.

Sam nods.

Sam: Yeah, though I look forward to seeing him again.

Tier nods.

Sam: Where you watching the promos back when my family first complained about Bill?

Tier nods.

Sam: According to my brother the family likes you better, which I thought was interesting.

Tier laughs.

Sam: I laughed at Allen when he told me, I asked if they had seen you and I fight. He said that they did see it. So I guess my family would rather me be with someone who holds me up by the neck for acting like a child than with a rather non violent half black man.

Tier shakes his head.

Tier: It’s funny how the minds of raciest work.

Sam nods.

Sam: My Dad called me four times the day after he saw Bill in my locker room wearing only the red bow. I missed the first three calls, by the fourth he was sure I was pregnant… When I finally did talk to him he tried to convince me to go home.

Tier: Makes me wonder why you bother picking up the phone.

Sam: Their family.

Tier: I wouldn’t understand that.

Sam: I’m sorry.

Tier: Did you kill my mother?

Sam: No.

Tier: Then don’t be sorry.

Sam: My family isn’t too bad, my Dad jumps to conclusions but he’s really a good guy. Mom and I have not gotten along since...well, it’s been a long time.

Sam sighs.

Sam: Allen is always trying to get us all to sit down and have a chat, but that never turns out well.

Tier: I wouldn’t imagine so.

Sam: I’ll stop bitching about my family now.

Tier shrugs.

Tier: This is just not one of those things I’m helpful with.

Sam: Oh, I understand…well I don’t really. I didn’t expect you to have much advice for it. I just wanted to relay to you that my family likes you better than Bill, I’m glad you laughed. It was the reaction I was hoping for.

Tier: You have an amusing situation, unfortunate but amusing. It’s good that you can see the light in it.

Sam nods.

Sam: I don’t take much they say about my social life seriously. They wanted me to never leave the house after the first attack, the second left them trying to convince me to never leave my room again…If it hadn’t been for Kevin and Allen they may have sent me to a private school where “things like that don’t happen”.

Sam does the air quotes and mocks a voice, which sounds a bit like an older woman’s voice. Probably her mother’s.

Tier: It’s funny, I always thought people with families overrated their problems. But it appears that you’ve got some legitimate issues with yours.

Sam: Most families do overrate their problems, I saw a lot of that when I was in college. I never had to, Mom and I don’t talk anymore, but it has more reason behind it than most family fights do. Aside from that, there weren’t any problems until they decided to give me their two cents about Bill.

Tier: It’s too bad that so many people can be clouded by such archaic principals, I would suggest that perhaps it’s because no man is good enough for their daughter but that’s clearly not the case.

Sam: It might be that partially on my Dad’s part. He didn’t like my boyfriend in college either, and he was a white boy…in pre-med.

Tier chuckles.

Tier: Well then perhaps there’s hope.

Sam: Maybe.

Silence visits Tier and Sam as this part of their conversation is over with.

Sam: So, you seeing anyone?

Tier: Not anymore.

Sam: Aww.

Tier shrugs.

Sam: If I had any friends I’d offer to introduce you.

Tier: That’s quite alright.

Sam smiles.

Sam: So, I’ve been wondering. How is it that you knew about the law of karma and all the voodoo business anyhow?

Tier: Research.

Sam: Did you have a report on it in school or something?

Tier: Not hardly. I found myself delving into the darker arts during my old Revolution days. I read up on it then, I got fucked by it.

Tier shrugs.

Tier: And here we are now.

Sam: You think Revolution failing was karma coming back to bite you in the ass?

Tier: I’d say that’s part of it. But I do carry most of the blame.

Sam: I understood what you were trying to do, if that is any consolation. I watched a lot of your old promos, some of them were pretty interesting.

Tier: I’ve been a pretty interesting person.

Sam: I didn’t like goofy Tier too much…though he was funny. Darker Tier is much more entertaining…or at least I think so.

Tier smiles.

Tier: So goofy and dark…What does that make me now?

Sam: I’m not sure…but I’ll let you know when I figure it out.

Tier: You do that.

Sam: Do you try to stop everyone you come across who messes with the darker side of Witchcraft, then?

Tier: I wouldn’t say that, but then again I don’t cross that many people doing that.

Sam: So why’d you stop me?

Tier: I came across you, and what you were doing was interfering with Bill.

Sam nods.

Sam: Didn’t want to lose another student?

Tier: It goes beyond that.

Sam gives him a questioning look, hoping he will explain.

Tier: It really has nothing to do with Bill, he’s a good student but, that’s just not what fuels me these days. Were he to slip from my grasp it would be unfortunate but it’s just not going to have as devastating an affect on my personal life as Swytch did.

Sam: You said that day in the gym, when I apologized for our fist meeting that you didn’t seek to ruin me, for several reasons that you would tell me when I progressed. I know things have changed, you yourself said that last night…I was just wondering about the reasons…What they were, or are?

Tier: You may be useful to me yet. Beside that, why should I seek to ruin you?

The question is not rhetorical. Sam makes a bit of a thinky face.

Sam: I don’t know, really.

Tier nods.

Tier: Exactly. You, like millions of others, think of me as a ruiner because I do what I will to get ahead. Because I take risks and I don’t take shit from even my “superiors”. But I am not a ruiner; I am a bringer of unity among the scattered. That, if you recall, is what the Revolution was all about.

Sam nods, at a bit of a loss for words.

Tier: I recommend speaking with your cards soon… they might hold some information you need.

Sam: They usually do.

Tier nods. Sam nods. Bill, who had just walked up, nods as well. Seems like the in thing to do.

BK: Hey, Mr. Draven. Can Sammie come out and play?

Tier: Sure. Steal any more of Swytch’s lines, though, and I’d start watching your back through the halls.

Bill makes the “eugh” face.

BK: Will do, bossman.

Bill extends a hand and helps Sam to her feet they walk out as the scene fades.
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