| The Long Walk; yes i know it's late | |
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| XakWhite | May 11 2008, 11:56 PM Post #1 |
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Xak Wilde drove around and around trying to find a parking space in the parking lot of the Stadio Giuseppe Meazza. He had decided to rent a car with the thought in mind that if he had any spare time he could drive himself to see the sites and experience Milan at his own pace. That thought quickly went out the window as he didn't want to go through finding a parking space again. It seemed never ending, just going up and down each aisle. It wasn't even an event day and there was just car after car. "Finally a free space! Now to make the trek back to the stadium. At least this will give me sometime to get a nice buzz." he said as he lit a joint from his glove compartment. After a couple hits he decided to count the cars he passed."1....2....3....4..." By the time he reached the Stadium entrance the joint was gone and he was still counting,"120...130...140...150...Wait! Damn. Oh well." He laughed to himself and opened the door. A small group of people were gathering near a hallway off to the side with a woman at the front of the group wearing a ruby red pants suit and had dark hair pulled into a high pony tail raised her hand. "È tutto aspetta?" she said as she began walking away down the hall and turned to the right as she reached the end. Xak had heard that a number of new guys were added to the roster, but he never expected the sVo to hire someone to make sure everyone knew where to go. This was some high class treatment compared to what Xak had been used to. "Il primo rinnovamento principale era in diciannove quaranta. Un completamento di due file ha dato una capienza esatta di cento cinquanta mila ma era realmente intorno cento venti cinque." The woman began speaking and pointing up and around in certain areas. A puzzled face came over Xak's face and he began wondering just how high he was or if she was speaking another language. He began looking around and the few people that were talking in a whisper around him were speaking what sounded like the same language. His first thought escaped aloud, "Either you're all aliens or I'm going crazy." Xak began turning his head rapidly trying to watch everyone at once, trying to remember everyone's face in case he made it back safely and had to identify his abductors. Then it hit him like a brick wall. He bagan laughing as he made the realization, "Oooohhhh, yeah. I'm in Italy, of course it's another language!" Some of the people in the group turned to look at him but he didn't take notice. In any case the speed in which the woman was talking entranced him and he continued to follow just to hear this her speak. The woman continued speaking, "Il rinnovamento futuro può coinvolgere il completamento della terza fila dal lato orientale dello stadio, anche se questo coinvolgerebbe comprare la terra dal Hippodrome attuale, dietro lo stadio." Xak let a big smile take over his face as he listened. Of course he couldn't understand her but he really didn't care. -----Some Time Later---- "So far all we've done is walk around this giant place and go to different levels," Xak began thinking allowed as he started coming down from his high. No one really seemed to pay attention to him this time but he still continued, "And I'm getting really thirsty and hungry. Where the hell are the locker rooms. I wasn't expecting an actual tour." Just then the group walked back into the main entrance underneath a sign on the wall that said, "I giri cominciano qui." with an arrow pointing down to the spot that they were standing at. Xak over heard someone speaking English behind him and so he turned and asked, "Excuse me, you couldn't by any chance tell me what that signs says could you?" It was a couple, a husband and wife, who were obvious tourists, right down to the matching windbreaker jump suits and hot pink and baby blue fanny packs. "Of course," the man answered as he unzipped his baby blue fanny pack and pulled out an English/Italian dictionary. After a moment and many page turns he answered,"Tours...um...tours start, or begin, here. Is that all you needed?" "Really? Yeah, that's all. Thanks." Xak answered and let out a big sigh. "Great, apparently I got a free tour of the place and still have no clue where to go." "Oh! Who are those two over there. I know you've told me before but i always forget which one's which." The woman asked speaking in a loud whisper to her husband. "How can you forget who Mike Polowy and Kelly Flawless are!? There the one's the did that thing, well never mind. I know how much you didn't like that. But all the more reason for you to remember who they are!" Her husband promptly answered craning his neck trying to get a better look at them. Xak's ears perked and his eyes went wide,"What!? Mike Polowy and Kelly Flawless!? You're right!! Thank you thank you thank you." Xak ran off down the same hallway the tours started but turn left instead of right as the tour did to follow them. He never caught up to them but he was able to find the locker room. When he entered no one else was in there. "They must've gone off somewhere else. At least I know how to get here now and I've wasted enough time. I should get changed and ready for my debut! Wouldn't want to disappoint anyone!" Xak turned to open his bag but in his haste to get through the parking lot to the stadium he forgot to grab it. He stood there for a moment with his head hanging. "Come on, Xak! Back to the parking lot." Xak had to laugh at himself as he walked back out to his car. The walk back out fortunately didn't seem to take as long as it had getting to the stadium. When he got to his car sure enough the bag was sitting in the back seat untouched. Xak grabbed his bag and looked back at the stadium then turned back to his car. "Well, now to make the trek back to the stadium...again. At least this will give me sometime to get a nice buzz...again." Xak said with a smile as he reached into his glove compartment and pulled out another joint. He threw his bag over his shoulder and started walking back. "1...2....3...3....4....5...." and counting. |
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