SD 59: Vash vs Tony Ruiz

[Ben Jacobs]

Post rps below.

ATTENTION!!!
Once again the rp deadline is THURSDAY NIGHT

RP LIMIT:
1 Per Person/Per Match

RP DEADLINE:[/u]
Thursday, April 29th @ 11:59 PM CST (board time)

Match & Segment Deadline:
Friday, April 30th @ 10AM CST. (board time)

[Vash]

{It's Wednesday evening, and the night finds RCW's Natural Champ out with his beautiful girlfriend, Rae. The two arrive at Lambert's Cafe, home of the thrown rolls, and are seated at a corner table. They put in their order and try to enjoy their night out.}

Rae: “I thought you might think this place is fun. We used to come here all the time when I was a kid. I thought it was so fun trying to catch those rolls, only because they are so hot I would always drop mine after I caught it.”

{Vash looks around him as a roll boy comes out of the kitchen, yelling at the top of his lungs.}

Roll Boy: “Hot, fresh rolls. Where they goin'?”

{Hands shoot up all over the place and rolls start flying through the air. One accidentally strikes Vash in the side of the head and falls to the floor. Vash has a slight look of annoyance as he wipes the butter residue off the side of his face. He turns back to Rae.}

Vash: “Oh yes, this is just.... splendid. Very quaint. At least I can tell they're going to have some good fried catfish. So, my dear, what else are you going to introduce me to tonight?”

{Vash reaches over and brushes some of Rae's hair back out of her face with a sly smile.}

Rae: “Who knows? I think a nice night in renting something on-demand sounds best.”

{As the two are talking the roll boy comes out again. Rolls start flying again, with a stray one smacking the side of Vash's head, followed by another. Vash then slams his fists down on the table, jumps up from his spot. He crosses the room with a few determined strides and picks the roll boy up by his shirt. He lifts the kid up so they are face to face as he growls at him.}

Vash: “I would appreciate it greatly if you would STOP striking me with those God D*mn rolls!”

{The whole restaurant falls silent as they turn to look at Vash. The roll boy is trembling almost crying, so Rae gets up and walks over, placing a hand on Vash's shoulder.}

Rae: “Dear, are you sure that this is how this situation should be handled?”

{Vash looks down at her, then back at the boy. He looks around the room and sees the horrified looks on the other patron's faces. The manager walks into the room, and begins to head their direction. Vash sets the boy back down on his feet. He smooths an understanding look on his face as the manager gets to him.}

Vash: “Why of course. I'm so sorry, I feel I've over-reacted.”

{Vash reaches into his pocket, pulls out his wallet, and slides out a couple hundreds. He hands two to the boy and two to the manager, looking down on them.}

Vash: “I trust this will take care of our little misunderstanding.”

{The boy runs off as fast as he can, and the manager reluctantly walks away. Rae and Vash sit back down and the rest of the night goes on smoothly, everyone around them walking on eggshells to keep them happy.}

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{Hours later the two have come home. Rae makes her way to the bedroom to unwind, while Vash sits down in the living room. He flicks on a camera set up on a tripod and sits down in one of his armchairs, looking into the camera with intensity.}

Vash: “In preparation for our match against each other this past week, Doug Gavelon accused me of acquiring my Natural title in an unsatisfactory manner. That it was dishonorable, and I should be ashamed of myself and my behavior.”

“Well excuse me, Mr. Morality, for disappointing you. I do not however agree with your point of view. You see, I did not make a mockery of the title, I just saw an opportunity to better my position. Hollywood knew that I was worthy of the title, so why wouldn't he give it to me? I became Natural Champion without having to risk being injured, saving myself for future competition. That way I was fully prepared to participate in our match. And I am at my fullest potential to defend this title against any and all that would challenge me. I am ready to work my way to having a shot at your Southern Heritage Championship. And I'll get it, I can promise you that. It's all a matter of time. You just concentrate on being Daddy for a while, and mind your own business.”

{Vash gives a wicked grin.}

Vash: “I don't really understand why I've been booked the match I've been given. Management obviously ran out of worthy opponents willing to face me, so they paid this loser some sort of bonus to let me throw him around the ring. I am the Natural Champion. I have been in matches with the best of the best of this company and have held my own against them. A man like Tony Ruiz has no standing here. I don't need to waste my breath on him. At Southern Dynamite 59, I am going to walk into that ring and completely destroy Ruiz, then move on to the bigger and better destiny that is in store for me.”

{Vash reaches up and flicks off the camera, gets up and joins Rae in the bedroom to finish off the rest of their evening together.}