Post by fellalibby on Apr 7, 2021 22:23:46 GMT -5
-Out in a horse stable area North of Jeddha, Saudi Arabia, Eoin is grunting as he is punching a hefty bag of grain that his brother Eric is holding up for him. Eoin himself being topless, and sweaty he has also been punching the bag continuously that his knuckles are red-
Eric: Okay, remind me. Why are we out here in the middle of the desert?
Eoin: You and me are here because I need to get in shape for my match against a dumb as fuck lass who thinks her’self as some goddess of the underworld or something and against a guy who calls himself king, but truthfully he’s out here because he’s fleeing from authorities.
Eric: Really? What’s his charge?
Eoin: Sexual assault.
Eric: Oh god really? What good does this company have with having-
Eoin: On unsuspecting sheep.
-Eric suddenly stops moving with Eoin and drops the grain dumbfounded, only to be met with a punch right in the face, knocking him down on the ground-
Eric: AH! Fuck that hurt.
Eoin: Oh bloody Christ, are ya alright?
Eric: Yeah, yeah. God why do you have to hit so hard, its just grain man.
Eoin: We’re training little lad. I have to go all out otherwise we’re not getting the best outta me. Now come on, up we go.
-Eoin grabs Eric’s hand and helps lift him back to his feet and gives Eric the grain back and returns to punching it-
Eoin: Here ya go… Alright back to it. But yeah, I saw the victims. Those poor sheep didn't know what would hit them until it was too late. Poor things. Doesn’t he know that not everywhere is Scotland? Ya can’t shag every defenseless animal ya see.
Eric: Yeah… And this other lady is crazy?
Eoin: Oh her? Shes one of those looney’s who believe she is the occult and parade’s around the dead like she can resurrect anybody. Funny thing is that I don’t even think the dead want to come back if thats the first thing they see if I’m honest mate.
Eric: Didn’t we literally help kill someone who thought herself as the occult though?
Eoin: Yeah but-
-Eoin punched the bag so hard there was a tear forming and his knuckles were beginning to bleed-
Eoin: Oops. Uh, that cook was only trying to prove that incest is wincest lad. She was more crazy than the royal crown is in England.
Eric: Right… Hey uh bro, I think we need to call it quits. You get this in your skin? Never coming out and it will hurt like a sonofabitch.
-Eoin would look at his knuckles and they were getting bloodied all over with the grain just at the edges of his bruises and skin. Eoin would nod and go over to a wooden table and get tape. He’d then wrap the tape around his hands-
Eoin: Yeah, good call mate.
Eric: Bro, you gotta ease up. Your way too tense and into the thrill of the fight, you need to calm down before you hurt, well anybody. You hurt me. I don’t want you to go way over your head.
Eoin: Sometimes you gotta go over, to get over.
-Eric would help his older brother with the tape and Eoin would wipe his face with a towel-
Eric: You really didn’t finish answering my question though bro. Why are *we* out here? Us, this… Cure group. Why?
-Eoin would take a step back and lean on a table putting himself in deep thought-
“Because if not for us the entire company would fall on itself…”
Eric: Hey. You’re talking to yourself again man. You shouldn’t do that with others around you who can hear you.
Eoin: Right… Anyway, we’re simply trying to right the wrongs thats happening here, while also installing our own ruling body. Because lord knows these fuckwits can’t control themselves to be anything less than “godly”. It’s only when reality, us, who brings them back to mother Earth that they remember, their not as special as they think. Ask that crazy half champion and her dumbass boyfriend if they are anything less than godhood. Trust me, you’ll get an answer that will blow your mind.
Eric: That’s what I got drugs for, to make sure my mind isn’t blown by the sheer stupidity you surround yourself with.
Eoin: Well mate, this is a stupid busniess but it sells and pay’s the bills.
Eric: But do you trust those guys you’re hanging around? Do you even… Like them?
Eoin: Liking and trusting people are two separate topics little lad. Like that Koresh guy. He’s a fruitcake who has more loose screws than a psych ward patient. Supposedly, he’s related to someone who hates the lass. Which makes me wonder where Koresh’s loyalties truly lie. But I can’t bring meself to trust the guy. He doesn’t… Seem like he’s with our objective. Just that he’s hanging around us. As for the other guy, Violence, to me he’s the opposite.
-Eoin mockingly pounds his chest-
Eoin: “My heart and soul for the cause!” Type bullshit that lad. He seems to have the group’s best interests in mind but he couldn’t lead us. A devout follower to be sure, but I’d never follow him. He just seems to be too invested. But we need that kind of fanaticism. Someone whose willing to go above and beyond their call of duty to help strive for a better future.
Eric: Mayhaps those two could work together? Cancel each other’s weaknesses and help you. And her.
Eoin: Since when did you get hired in OPW to give a thoughtful idea?
-Eoin would shove but then hug his younger brother with one arm in a little laugh between the two of them-
Eric: And… What do you think of her?
-Eoin and Eric would look up at the building next to the stable seeing Liz looking down at them. Eoin would smile-
Eoin: I think… We got lucky.
Eric: What do you mean?
Eoin: Think of it. This same time two years ago, we’d be stuck above a pub, you’d be wasted, and I’d be fighting pricks for nothing. And here we are. On the other side of the world, closer than ever, and it is thanks in large part to Lizzy.
Eric: Yeah, well, if you didn’t throw that guy through the window...
Eoin: Nobody cares about that guy. We got to this place with her help. She’s so… Lovely. She knows what is the root of all evil in this company. It’s what happened to ol Scotty. She knew what was wrong with him, so she took care of him… Which cost Scotty his life. But that’s the price some pay. Not that they are actually evil, just that their evil roots are so far deep that their lives need to be perished to be pure. That’s why we’re called The Cure. Let’s not forget, she helped us get closer together. She brought the best out of you and me. We may still have some anger, but it's not evil or hate. With her words, and guidance and, amazing sex, we have set ourselves up for a long lasting future.
Eric: And what’s that future for me bro?
Eoin: When you’re ready, you can set your own future in motion. A future that, you will have support and actual help setting, because we have the money, the knowledge and freedom of choice. When everything is all set in stone. I’ll be with you, an’ I know she’ll be there too.
Eric: I hope so because… I don’t want my future to be all about fighting like you man. I don’t want to fight. I’m just Eric. Your brother. I can’t see myself getting into a war within a wrestling company, it's not who I am. I wanna be something else, something more.
-Eoin would put his arm over Eric’s shoulder and look up again to see Liz disappear from window view as the setting sun would take over-
Eoin: Just stick with us for a little while longer little man. You’ll get yours.
Eric: And you? What is your goal?
Eoin: … To claim the unclaimable.
Eric: To what?
Eoin: To win the heart of hearts mate. Fuckin’- Her! I want to win her heart!
Eric: Oh. What’s so hard about that?
Eoin: Come now little lad, you’ve been around the shows, around her. She’s made it abundantly clear that those who she falls for either end up missing, dead, or wishing they were never born. It’s part of her “reputation” that she is well aware of, and Liz is no stranger to her own controversy. She has no qualms about making sure that other females can’t even touch her level of status. So what bigger prize is there, from her? She’s made it extremely difficult for her heart to fall to others, but I intend to break that mold, even if it might cost me my-
Eric: No, no… I don’t want you dying over someone bro. That’s where I draw the line.
Eoin: What, are you saying you want to take her heart from me mate? Come now, I know you liked losing your V card to her.
Eric: It’s not even that man. I just… You’re my only family I have left. I mean, I’d be lost without anybody helping me. Haven’t you noticed that she’s kind of… Changed since we first met her?
Eoin: Well, in a way. She doesn’t hound after me what happened in Ireland anymore. Why?
Eric: I’m just saying, be careful. I like her, I really really do. She helped me get my addiction under control, but yet I can feel something. I’m not sure what, but I can feel it.
Liz: Why Eric, I’m a little hurt to hear you say such things. I would have hoped you and I had bonded enough by now that if you felt something was wrong you would have felt comfortable just coming to me...have I wronged you somehow Eric?
++As she often did she appeared out of nowhere from behind some stables. She ran her fingers through her hair and tilted her head to the side, frowning at Eric and drooping her shoulders. She dropped her arms to her sides and looked over to Eoin, visibly hurt++
Liz: I know...my behavior has been off...the past few weeks. I’m sorry you had to see what you did back in New Mexico Eric but...if it bothered you….you could have just….
Eric: No, it… I mean it did but… It’s not what I-
Eoin: What he’s trying to say lass is, he wasn’t ever expecting to do what happened back in New Mexico, because he never got to see such a life changing experience before. Eric here, never bare witnessed to such an experience unlike you an’ I.
Eric: I wasn’t… Ready for it. I’m sorry, I-I’m just not cut out for this kind of stuff to stomach it all at once.
Liz: Eric...it won’t get any easier. I’m….not always a good person. I am capable of very bad things. What we are trying to accomplish will get messy. People will get angry and these people are capable of just as bad things as I am. I need to know...I can trust you Eric...I can get him out of here ASAP Eoin...
-The brothers turn to each other and stare for a moment. Eoin is more focused than Eric whose eyes are shifting left and right deciding internally what to do. Finally he closes his eyes and inhales the sweet air-
Eric: … Whatever you need me to do just tell me.
Eoin: That’s my lad.
Liz: Eric baby why don’t you go and take some personal time okay? There’s some American students here that are going out to the bars, I think you should go. You’d enjoy it. Trust me. They’re out in the courtyard. I need to talk to Eoin alone...go ahead…
++Eric was reluctant but eventually left, Liz never taking her eyes off of him until he disappeared from sight. She turned and looked to Eoin and sighed++
Liz: We’re going to need to toughen him up Eoin. I adore him...you know that….right? I really DO love the little son of a bitch. It’s why I insist on him coming everywhere. To get out...see the world experience things he would have never been able to. I know...he doesn’t trust me. I don’t...blame him. I’ve killed people and he knows it. More blood is going to shed and we both know it. Tell me to my face...is my demeanor a cause for concern for you? Am I too aggressive?
Eoin: I’d argue your demeanor is… misleading lass. By that I mean, your face looks one way, but your actions be another. I’ve woken up with swollen necks and some scratches all over me after we fuck. Almost as if, you're letting out frustration and steam. I’m fine with it though don’t get me wrong. But I can tell you have a mean streak happening in your mind. Still, you are right about Eric. He needs to be taught the rules of living and life. Just like that certain bitch I gotta face. What I think Eric needs is a do or die situation.
-Eoin would reach for Liz’s hands and hold them-
Eoin: Why not enjoy ourselves before we have to go to the show? I’ll letcha decide what you want to do tonight?
Liz: We’re...going horseback riding. Why else would I bring you here?
-Eoin would smirk-
Eoin: Why else indeed.
Eric: Okay, remind me. Why are we out here in the middle of the desert?
Eoin: You and me are here because I need to get in shape for my match against a dumb as fuck lass who thinks her’self as some goddess of the underworld or something and against a guy who calls himself king, but truthfully he’s out here because he’s fleeing from authorities.
Eric: Really? What’s his charge?
Eoin: Sexual assault.
Eric: Oh god really? What good does this company have with having-
Eoin: On unsuspecting sheep.
-Eric suddenly stops moving with Eoin and drops the grain dumbfounded, only to be met with a punch right in the face, knocking him down on the ground-
Eric: AH! Fuck that hurt.
Eoin: Oh bloody Christ, are ya alright?
Eric: Yeah, yeah. God why do you have to hit so hard, its just grain man.
Eoin: We’re training little lad. I have to go all out otherwise we’re not getting the best outta me. Now come on, up we go.
-Eoin grabs Eric’s hand and helps lift him back to his feet and gives Eric the grain back and returns to punching it-
Eoin: Here ya go… Alright back to it. But yeah, I saw the victims. Those poor sheep didn't know what would hit them until it was too late. Poor things. Doesn’t he know that not everywhere is Scotland? Ya can’t shag every defenseless animal ya see.
Eric: Yeah… And this other lady is crazy?
Eoin: Oh her? Shes one of those looney’s who believe she is the occult and parade’s around the dead like she can resurrect anybody. Funny thing is that I don’t even think the dead want to come back if thats the first thing they see if I’m honest mate.
Eric: Didn’t we literally help kill someone who thought herself as the occult though?
Eoin: Yeah but-
-Eoin punched the bag so hard there was a tear forming and his knuckles were beginning to bleed-
Eoin: Oops. Uh, that cook was only trying to prove that incest is wincest lad. She was more crazy than the royal crown is in England.
Eric: Right… Hey uh bro, I think we need to call it quits. You get this in your skin? Never coming out and it will hurt like a sonofabitch.
-Eoin would look at his knuckles and they were getting bloodied all over with the grain just at the edges of his bruises and skin. Eoin would nod and go over to a wooden table and get tape. He’d then wrap the tape around his hands-
Eoin: Yeah, good call mate.
Eric: Bro, you gotta ease up. Your way too tense and into the thrill of the fight, you need to calm down before you hurt, well anybody. You hurt me. I don’t want you to go way over your head.
Eoin: Sometimes you gotta go over, to get over.
-Eric would help his older brother with the tape and Eoin would wipe his face with a towel-
Eric: You really didn’t finish answering my question though bro. Why are *we* out here? Us, this… Cure group. Why?
-Eoin would take a step back and lean on a table putting himself in deep thought-
“Because if not for us the entire company would fall on itself…”
Eric: Hey. You’re talking to yourself again man. You shouldn’t do that with others around you who can hear you.
Eoin: Right… Anyway, we’re simply trying to right the wrongs thats happening here, while also installing our own ruling body. Because lord knows these fuckwits can’t control themselves to be anything less than “godly”. It’s only when reality, us, who brings them back to mother Earth that they remember, their not as special as they think. Ask that crazy half champion and her dumbass boyfriend if they are anything less than godhood. Trust me, you’ll get an answer that will blow your mind.
Eric: That’s what I got drugs for, to make sure my mind isn’t blown by the sheer stupidity you surround yourself with.
Eoin: Well mate, this is a stupid busniess but it sells and pay’s the bills.
Eric: But do you trust those guys you’re hanging around? Do you even… Like them?
Eoin: Liking and trusting people are two separate topics little lad. Like that Koresh guy. He’s a fruitcake who has more loose screws than a psych ward patient. Supposedly, he’s related to someone who hates the lass. Which makes me wonder where Koresh’s loyalties truly lie. But I can’t bring meself to trust the guy. He doesn’t… Seem like he’s with our objective. Just that he’s hanging around us. As for the other guy, Violence, to me he’s the opposite.
-Eoin mockingly pounds his chest-
Eoin: “My heart and soul for the cause!” Type bullshit that lad. He seems to have the group’s best interests in mind but he couldn’t lead us. A devout follower to be sure, but I’d never follow him. He just seems to be too invested. But we need that kind of fanaticism. Someone whose willing to go above and beyond their call of duty to help strive for a better future.
Eric: Mayhaps those two could work together? Cancel each other’s weaknesses and help you. And her.
Eoin: Since when did you get hired in OPW to give a thoughtful idea?
-Eoin would shove but then hug his younger brother with one arm in a little laugh between the two of them-
Eric: And… What do you think of her?
-Eoin and Eric would look up at the building next to the stable seeing Liz looking down at them. Eoin would smile-
Eoin: I think… We got lucky.
Eric: What do you mean?
Eoin: Think of it. This same time two years ago, we’d be stuck above a pub, you’d be wasted, and I’d be fighting pricks for nothing. And here we are. On the other side of the world, closer than ever, and it is thanks in large part to Lizzy.
Eric: Yeah, well, if you didn’t throw that guy through the window...
Eoin: Nobody cares about that guy. We got to this place with her help. She’s so… Lovely. She knows what is the root of all evil in this company. It’s what happened to ol Scotty. She knew what was wrong with him, so she took care of him… Which cost Scotty his life. But that’s the price some pay. Not that they are actually evil, just that their evil roots are so far deep that their lives need to be perished to be pure. That’s why we’re called The Cure. Let’s not forget, she helped us get closer together. She brought the best out of you and me. We may still have some anger, but it's not evil or hate. With her words, and guidance and, amazing sex, we have set ourselves up for a long lasting future.
Eric: And what’s that future for me bro?
Eoin: When you’re ready, you can set your own future in motion. A future that, you will have support and actual help setting, because we have the money, the knowledge and freedom of choice. When everything is all set in stone. I’ll be with you, an’ I know she’ll be there too.
Eric: I hope so because… I don’t want my future to be all about fighting like you man. I don’t want to fight. I’m just Eric. Your brother. I can’t see myself getting into a war within a wrestling company, it's not who I am. I wanna be something else, something more.
-Eoin would put his arm over Eric’s shoulder and look up again to see Liz disappear from window view as the setting sun would take over-
Eoin: Just stick with us for a little while longer little man. You’ll get yours.
Eric: And you? What is your goal?
Eoin: … To claim the unclaimable.
Eric: To what?
Eoin: To win the heart of hearts mate. Fuckin’- Her! I want to win her heart!
Eric: Oh. What’s so hard about that?
Eoin: Come now little lad, you’ve been around the shows, around her. She’s made it abundantly clear that those who she falls for either end up missing, dead, or wishing they were never born. It’s part of her “reputation” that she is well aware of, and Liz is no stranger to her own controversy. She has no qualms about making sure that other females can’t even touch her level of status. So what bigger prize is there, from her? She’s made it extremely difficult for her heart to fall to others, but I intend to break that mold, even if it might cost me my-
Eric: No, no… I don’t want you dying over someone bro. That’s where I draw the line.
Eoin: What, are you saying you want to take her heart from me mate? Come now, I know you liked losing your V card to her.
Eric: It’s not even that man. I just… You’re my only family I have left. I mean, I’d be lost without anybody helping me. Haven’t you noticed that she’s kind of… Changed since we first met her?
Eoin: Well, in a way. She doesn’t hound after me what happened in Ireland anymore. Why?
Eric: I’m just saying, be careful. I like her, I really really do. She helped me get my addiction under control, but yet I can feel something. I’m not sure what, but I can feel it.
Liz: Why Eric, I’m a little hurt to hear you say such things. I would have hoped you and I had bonded enough by now that if you felt something was wrong you would have felt comfortable just coming to me...have I wronged you somehow Eric?
++As she often did she appeared out of nowhere from behind some stables. She ran her fingers through her hair and tilted her head to the side, frowning at Eric and drooping her shoulders. She dropped her arms to her sides and looked over to Eoin, visibly hurt++
Liz: I know...my behavior has been off...the past few weeks. I’m sorry you had to see what you did back in New Mexico Eric but...if it bothered you….you could have just….
Eric: No, it… I mean it did but… It’s not what I-
Eoin: What he’s trying to say lass is, he wasn’t ever expecting to do what happened back in New Mexico, because he never got to see such a life changing experience before. Eric here, never bare witnessed to such an experience unlike you an’ I.
Eric: I wasn’t… Ready for it. I’m sorry, I-I’m just not cut out for this kind of stuff to stomach it all at once.
Liz: Eric...it won’t get any easier. I’m….not always a good person. I am capable of very bad things. What we are trying to accomplish will get messy. People will get angry and these people are capable of just as bad things as I am. I need to know...I can trust you Eric...I can get him out of here ASAP Eoin...
-The brothers turn to each other and stare for a moment. Eoin is more focused than Eric whose eyes are shifting left and right deciding internally what to do. Finally he closes his eyes and inhales the sweet air-
Eric: … Whatever you need me to do just tell me.
Eoin: That’s my lad.
Liz: Eric baby why don’t you go and take some personal time okay? There’s some American students here that are going out to the bars, I think you should go. You’d enjoy it. Trust me. They’re out in the courtyard. I need to talk to Eoin alone...go ahead…
++Eric was reluctant but eventually left, Liz never taking her eyes off of him until he disappeared from sight. She turned and looked to Eoin and sighed++
Liz: We’re going to need to toughen him up Eoin. I adore him...you know that….right? I really DO love the little son of a bitch. It’s why I insist on him coming everywhere. To get out...see the world experience things he would have never been able to. I know...he doesn’t trust me. I don’t...blame him. I’ve killed people and he knows it. More blood is going to shed and we both know it. Tell me to my face...is my demeanor a cause for concern for you? Am I too aggressive?
Eoin: I’d argue your demeanor is… misleading lass. By that I mean, your face looks one way, but your actions be another. I’ve woken up with swollen necks and some scratches all over me after we fuck. Almost as if, you're letting out frustration and steam. I’m fine with it though don’t get me wrong. But I can tell you have a mean streak happening in your mind. Still, you are right about Eric. He needs to be taught the rules of living and life. Just like that certain bitch I gotta face. What I think Eric needs is a do or die situation.
-Eoin would reach for Liz’s hands and hold them-
Eoin: Why not enjoy ourselves before we have to go to the show? I’ll letcha decide what you want to do tonight?
Liz: We’re...going horseback riding. Why else would I bring you here?
-Eoin would smirk-
Eoin: Why else indeed.