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It's Not Funny Anymore; Showdown 7, Rp 1
Topic Started: Nov 26 2007, 08:02 PM (174 Views)
Jack
sVo Champion
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"I wonder where he is right now. Do you suppose he's holding a press conferance? Or working the tables at Goodfellas? He's on a winning streak, that's for sure." Spring-Heeled Jack stared out a window over glittering Las Vegas. His face was so close to the payne that the night cooled glass fogged with his breath. "Or perhaps he's back at his room, having a more exclusive party."

Jack turns and faces the prone figure of Jon Page, pale even against the white hospital sheets. Most of what can be seen of the Sanctioned Violence co-owner in a mass of gauze, tape and stitches. "And I'm here talking to you."

The comatose man's only response is the slow plopping of his I.V. drip.

The Dark Jester has a new addition to his attire. An ermine trimmed cape of black and red diamond patches hangs heavily from his shoulders. He looms vulture-like over Page. "All the king's horses and all the king's men did you a world of good, didn't they? Jack shakes his head, the sliver bells on his cap tinkleing softly in the quiet room; "I told you you were getting too old for this. Tried to warn you." The dark jester's crystalline gaze rests on Page's left hand. fresh gauze is wrapped at the base of Jon's ring finger. "I don't think I'd have tried so hard if I knew you would come to this anyway. That's what I get for following Jimmy's plan."

"Ah, Jimmy. Where are you?"
Jack again stared out the window. "Where did you put him Jon? I know this has to be another move in your war. I know you have him."

Page's heart moniter beeps at Jack in reply.

"Liar. You do too know where he is."

Jack stands stareing at the face of Jimmy Moretti's bitterest rival for several long minutes. "I understand that even in a coma, you hear every word. So let me tell you a secret:" Jack leans in close to Jon, "I know how much it took out of Mike to get that win. He had to resort to chair shots when the ref was out. You don't do that unless you're unsure you can win. Tristan Walker will be a nice little workout, but I'm not done with Mike by a long shot."

Jack leans back and waits a moment, as if expecting Page to respond. "I somehow knew you'd say that."

Jack turns to a nearby table filled with flowers and balloons. All urgeing, and in one case demanding that the infirm man recover swiftly. It takes Jack only a moment to find one that possesses a card from Walker. The dark jester pulls out the card and tosses it on the table, replacing it with a Jack of Hearts.

"That reminds me, I brought something for you." Jack reaches into the cuff of his glove and pulls out a gold cigar cutter. The little guillotine-like blade is stained brown and black with dried, crusty blood. "A keepsake."

Jack tucks the cutter into Jon's hand, wrapping the bandaged fingers tightly around it. When Jack releases his hand, Jon doesn't let go.
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