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Cookies And Dreams On A Silver Platter; Rp 1
Topic Started: May 17 2008, 05:34 AM (100 Views)
XakWilde
sVo Rookie
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***Present Day***

Xak took back his ticket from the flight attendant that pointed out where to find his seat. He turned and walked only a few feet and sat down in three-B, First Class. Xak had never actually been in first class before other than walking through it to get to the Economy/Coach section of the airplane. As he sat down the thought, "I could definitely get used to this..." escaped form his mouth. He took a moment to look around and play with the phone attached to the seat in front of him, as well as stretch his legs just to use the extra leg room. Then, satisfied, asked the passing flight attendant for a pillow and a blanket. She reached above to the over-head compartment and handed both to him with a smile. He thanked her, made himself comfortable, and mere moments after take-off he was fast asleep.

*** Two Weeks ago***

Xak walked through the doorway into the dandelion colored kitchen. It was all the further he ever walked into this house. There was a living room that could be seen off to the right but that's all Xak knew off the house. A wooden dinning table sat in the middle of the kitchen with four matching chairs, two were occupied by a forty-three year old, slightly overweight black woman named Vanessa, who Xak just called Big Mamma, and her twenty-six year old nephew Louis. Vanessa sat knitting on one side of the table as Louis sat tinkering with a scale on the other.

"Hey hey, Big Mamma." Xak said with a smile as he gave her a hug. But when he stood back up the smile was gone.

She immediately inquired playing the role in which gave her the nickname, "What's wrong there, hun?"

"I uh...well. This is gonna be my last buy for awhile..." Xak let the sentence trailed off into thought not really knowing what to say next.

"You ain't doin' this for a girl, now are ya?" Louis replied giving Xak a hard time.

The three all laughed a moment before Xak answered,"Nah, I got a contract with the sVo in Las Vegas and they're currently touring over seas. So I'm gonna move there and then I'm gonna be leaving the States for awhile. But when I come back I'll still come home every now and then to visit and do a little business and all."

"Look," Vanessa started, "That's sweet and all but don't be makin' promises to your Big Mamma that you ain't gonna keep."

"I will though."

"Let me get this straight," a hint of doubt still lingered in her voice,"You gonna move to Vegas, leave for however many months, then come back and drive eight hours just for some weed?"

"If that's what it takes...I'll miss you guys too much. That and I don't want to go through the hassle of finding another good dealer in Las Vegas. I'll miss your cookies that you thrown in with a purchase too. I mean where am I gonna find another dealer that'll give me cookies?" Xak laughed as Vanessa smirked at the mention of her cookies.

Louis finally looked up from the broken scale. "Well, you always were a crazy white boy. But hey, kick some ass and take some names or I'll eat all your cookies before you get back. Take care of yourself, man."

Vanessa stood up to give Xak one more hug. "Bye bye, Sugar."

"See ya around Louis. Thanks Big Mamma, for everything...and the cookies." Xak said as turned and walked back out the door.


***Present Day***

Xak was jolted awake as the airplane landed at Paris Charles de Gaulle International Airport. He let out a large sigh and began thinking aloud. "I hope I made the right choices. I didn't want to just leave like that. I just have to remember that it's not goodbye, it's see ya later until I get back. I can't let them down, I can not have left to fail." At this point another man across the aisle starts to look over and stare but Xak continues without even noticing, "Great start to not fail, then again you can't fail if you don't show up. What a fool's choice of words. Just because I can afford a silver platter now doesn't mean I should hand out wins on one. It's in the past now though. No use in crying over spilled milk. Got to look forward now. Look to Rodimus. Kick some ass for Louis. Kick some ass to get to regain the respect that was lost for the no-show. Not that I really had any to lose, but come on! Just get my head back in the game. My head wouldn't have even left if I hadn't smoked all that weed before the match last week and pasted out. Aww, but it was so good and smooth. Mmm. That's not the point though. The point is no more smoking the day of a match and/or event. That seems fair." Xak began nodding his head to himself and looked over to the man staring, "Now then, it's not an event day, so what do you say we get off this mother fuckin' plane and smoke some mother fuckin' weed?"

The man was speechless and in shock. He hadn't meant to stare, or rather, he hadn't meant to get caught staring. Finally he replied, "Je ne comprends pas un mot que vous dites, mais le fait que vous parlez vous-même tellement est très étrange, vous fils fou - de - a - chienne." He then turned and began gathering his things and other carry-on luggage.

Xak stared and blinked twice as if in a cartoon. Letting out a sigh he turned to look out the window and watch the plane get taxied to the gate, "Whatever, man. Ya' know that's one thing that I keep running into, is that language barrier thing. Maybe I should look into a translator or travel dictionary or something while the sVo tours."
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