Post by Thunder on Apr 8, 2007 21:36:38 GMT -5
As the scene opens, Thunder is packing for his flight. Judging by the way he is rushing, it appears that time is quite a factor at this moment in time. A black travel bag lays on the bed sideways. After Thunder, who is wearing a black suit, white shirt and red tie, unzips all of the many compartments of the bag and then walks towards the huge walk-in closet to the left of the bed. He swings the double doors open and is immediately faced with what is essentially a wall of expensive clothes: sports coats and matching pants take up a large portion; button-down shirts of various colors and patterns are placed next to it; a wide array of ties follow after those shirts. That is the extent of clothing hanging up. Obviously, Thunder owns many more items of clothing than what is present here in this closet; these are just the most expensive and ones that he wears when dressing nicely is necessary. The more common clothes such as jeans and t-shirts are reserved for the dresser that is also in his room.
The suit and the clothes that go along with it are not the reason for Thunder entering the closet. What he is looking for is on the shelf above the clothes: wrestling gear. Large black boots tower over the ring pants, elbow pads, knee pads, and wrist tape that is next to it. Thunder grabs all of these items and one by one places them in the bag and then zips it back up. Just as quickly as he had done everything else, Thunder grabs the bag in his right hand and heads out the bedroom door.
Now he is standing in a hallway that is so long that it almost appears to be endless, although at this point in time, it is clear that Thunder doesn’t have time to look around. To the right of the room where Thunder just exited, is one of most likely many bathrooms. Although the door is only slightly open, it can be seen that this bathroom is much larger than any room that a normal person has.
Directly in front of Thunder is a white banister. Further to the right it leads to a staircase leading to the next floor of the home; the left extends down the hall, eventually down the stairs. He quickly heads down the left of the hall, passing several rooms with doors that are closed.
In a matter of less than a minute, the quick movements brought Thunder to the end of the massive hallway. Just as quickly, he heads down the spiraling staircase, which leads him into the foyer, which in itself is very large. An expensive piece of red carpeting covers part of the hardwood floor right next to the front door. On either side of the doorway to the living room are two oak end tables. Standing in front of the large door that leads to the outside is Thunder’s limo driver.
The suit and the clothes that go along with it are not the reason for Thunder entering the closet. What he is looking for is on the shelf above the clothes: wrestling gear. Large black boots tower over the ring pants, elbow pads, knee pads, and wrist tape that is next to it. Thunder grabs all of these items and one by one places them in the bag and then zips it back up. Just as quickly as he had done everything else, Thunder grabs the bag in his right hand and heads out the bedroom door.
Now he is standing in a hallway that is so long that it almost appears to be endless, although at this point in time, it is clear that Thunder doesn’t have time to look around. To the right of the room where Thunder just exited, is one of most likely many bathrooms. Although the door is only slightly open, it can be seen that this bathroom is much larger than any room that a normal person has.
Directly in front of Thunder is a white banister. Further to the right it leads to a staircase leading to the next floor of the home; the left extends down the hall, eventually down the stairs. He quickly heads down the left of the hall, passing several rooms with doors that are closed.
In a matter of less than a minute, the quick movements brought Thunder to the end of the massive hallway. Just as quickly, he heads down the spiraling staircase, which leads him into the foyer, which in itself is very large. An expensive piece of red carpeting covers part of the hardwood floor right next to the front door. On either side of the doorway to the living room are two oak end tables. Standing in front of the large door that leads to the outside is Thunder’s limo driver.
Driver: I don’t mean to be rude or anything, but I have other clients in addition to you. You came down here later than I expected, which will make me late for all of my other clients. I am asking as politely as I can to please try to be on time in the future.
Thunder: Are you kidding me? You think I’m trying to be late? In case you’ve forgotten, I’ve got a flight to catch, so why the hell would I purposely try to be late? But this won’t happen again because my private jet will be repaired and I won’t have to worry about making a flight on time. But since we’re late, how about we just go instead of talking?
Without speaking, they head out to the limo, which is parked in front of the house. Once they are both in the limo, Thunder speaks again.
Thunder: Since I’ve got somewhere to be, and so do you, take the fastest route. Basically, do whatever it takes to get us there as long as you don’t get pulled over again or don’t get in an accident.
Driver: I’ll try my best.
Thunder: You better do more than try.
Driver: Yes sir.
For a little bit longer, they drive in silence. But the driver moves around as if he is uncomfortable, or as if there is something he wants to say. Finally, he opens his mouth to let whatever it is that is bothering him.
Driver: I was out of line for telling you what to do earlier. I would just like to apologize for all that. You must be under a lot of stress with your upcoming match and all, so I shouldn’t have made you any angrier.
Thunder: No need to apologize. I was angry back there about being late, but as long as I make the flight on time, it’ll be okay, Plus, there really is no pressure in this match.
Driver: How so? Aren’t all matches important?
Thunder: Well, yeah, but the two guys me and partner are facing this week aren’t nearly on the level of us. We’re facing two house show guys, and I’m gonna be honest with you, I’m not even sure what their names are, that’s how insignificant they are. Just a couple house show guys lucky to be in the ring with the big boys for a change. The pressure is on them to prove that they deserve to be in that spot, not me. I’ve got nothing to prove against these two, so there’s no pressure.
Driver: Okay, that makes sense.
Thunder looks down at his watch, which causes him to become irritated once he sees how late it is.
Thunder: We’re later than I thought. You better go faster.
Driver: If you say so.
The driver does follow the orders, driving at increased speed. And for a few minutes everything is going well.
That is until the police siren is heard in the distance.
Driver: Shit! The cop’s after us.
Thunder: I’ll be late for sure if he makes you go through a whole sobriety test. Just pull over and I’ll take care of it.
Driver: What are you going to do?
Thunder doesn’t hear the question; he is already off walking over to the police car. The driver watches through the rearview mirror and sees that Thunder is wasting no time in getting this over with quickly. The two only talk for a few seconds before Thunder pulls some money out of his pocket and hands it to the cop. The cop counts the money, nods to Thunder, and then heads back in his vehicle. Thunder quickly runs back to the limo and enters again.
Driver: That didn’t take long.
Thunder: Of course not. When a man is faced with money, he’ll always make the right decision. Let’s go.
They drive off as the scene fades.[/center]
