Post by Priscilla Kelly on Jun 30, 2020 8:21:08 GMT -5
The sun beats down on Maeve Shiliko, who is spending her free time in the grand back garden of Priscilla Kelly's mansion, layed across a blanket, finally letting herself relax from what has proven a stressful job. It's a good job she's getting paid so much more than her previous job at the Post Office, because she's DOING so much more than her previous job at the Post Office.
At the very least, she had this break. This time to herself. Where she could just sit back, relax, and enjoy her time in the sun.
Until suddenly, the sun is gone, as a huge looming shadow washes over her.
Maeve sighs, as she brings her sunglasses down to her nose with her finger, peering over them at the great, brutish, unfortunate sight before her.
Maeve
What do you want?
S2
Arigato, Miss Shiliko! You tanning? Didn't know you yellow bitches could do that.
Maeve
Holy shit that was all so racist I don't know where to start with that. I'm not even Japanese, I'm Filipino, and even if I were, 'arigato' means thank you.
S2
That was a whole lot of words that I did not listen to.
S2 lets his gigantic flabby body flop down on the blanket next to Maeve, his sweaty fat folds brushing against Maeve's arm. She gips immediately.
S2
So when are we gonna cut off this sexual tension and finally bone. I'm letting you know now, I do NOT return the favour. But trust me, the size of my dick is favour enough.
Maeve
Holy shit. What is fucking wrong with you?
Maeve is up to her feet in that instant. She tries to grab at her blanket, but the great weight of S2 pins it down, making the effort fruitless.
S2
Well it works when Beefton does it? What, you just don't like 'em big and black?
Maeve
It does NOT work when Beefton does it! But even then, He isn't even half the pig that you are! I'm not even going to address that last comment!
S2
You'll come around Miss Shiliko, I guarantee it. You'll be nibbling on my dick with the same gusto as you do some fried dog.
Maeve boots S2 in the side of the head, causing him to clutch at his ear as he grits his teeth in pain. She storms off quickly, as S2 sits up in pain.
S2
Holy fuck! What the fuck! You stupid fucking Chinese!
S2 clutches hard at his ear, as he looks around the yard around him. He sees in the distance is Prince Albert, doing a form of Yoga, and gets up walking over to him. Albert looks up at S2 upon him getting there, and gives a small nod.
Prince Albert
Mistress Priscilla will be really annoyed if you keep bugging Maeve.
S2
What? You know how long Pris has known me right? I got her into this gig. I think she respects me a hell of a lot more than that bitch.
Prince Albert
If you say so. But Mistress Priscilla-
S2
Mistress Priscilla… wow. She really got you whipped don't she.
Prince Albert
Whippings on thursdays and sundays.
S2
It's scheduled?
Prince Albert
Gives me something to look forward to.
S2
Oh…
Prince Albert
And yes, she has me whipped. You think that insults me? I don't know if you've picked up on the clues, S2, but I kinda love it. Priscilla having everyone around her little finger here is fine by me, and it should be fine by you, since not a soul in this place would put up with your fat ass otherwise.
S2
'Scuse me, Bloom?
Prince Albert
But I'm a professional. If Priscilla wants me to team up with you, I'll do it. No qualms. No complaints. I'm just happy to make her happy, even if that means making you happy. And I'm happy to make others unhappy, and that starts with Tokyo Vice.
S2
Those our opponents? More Asians? Jeez they're everywhere.
Prince Albert
I've not seen you wrestle. But I know how good at it I am, and as long as you aren't a hindrance, we'll be just fine.
S2
You think Priscilla would hire me as Head of Security if I wasn't good at my fucking job. You wait 'til you see me in that ring Bloom, it'll be Godzilla Round 2 for them mother fuckers.
Prince Albert
As long as Avulsion are on the same page in the ring, that's all I care about, we don't need to be friends outside of it. Now, you're in my Yoga space.
S2 looks down to see he's on Albert's mat, and slowly steps off of it as Albert continues his Yoga. S2 moves away from his tag partner, shaking his head from the awkward exchange. He moves over to Shiliko's blanket which lays on the ground and snatches it up, looking down at it.
He notices it seems to be personalised, scattered with different drawings and paintings that have been printed onto it. 'This must mean a whole lot to her', thinks S2. And immediately, an idea comes to his mind of what he plans to do with it.
