Post by Jason Cashe on May 18, 2013 17:17:16 GMT -4
Indian Style is how Foul Play Members Jason Kash and Reaver are sitting on the carpeted floor. They sit in front of each and seem to be playing Patty Cake. Reaver seems to be smiling through his mask as their eyes keep watch and tries not to mess up the game. Kash slips up first and messes up. Reaver laughs and points at Kash knowing he messed up and now gets the punishment of messing up.
Reaver: Hahahehe! I get to zap you now!!
Reaver reaches over and grabs the New Taser Kash had bought. Kash inhales deeply knowing the volts that thing punches a person with. Reaver switches it on and tests it. The little blue electric lights come on with a snapping sound of electricity. Reaver laughs yet again as he moves it closer to Kash.
Jason Kash: Wait, wait...Let me get ready, Damn!
Reaver: Ready? Where's the fun in letting you get ready? Hahahahahehehe!
AHHHH Okay, OK!!
After the snapping sound of voltage goes silent, Kash rubs his knee where Reaver tased him. He places the taser next to them like it had been. Again Reaver sets up to play another round.
Reaver: Let's go! One more game. Double Penalties!
Jason Kash: You're enjoying this aren't you? Tasing me is getting you all worked up..Not sure I wanna play anymore..
Reaver: It takes your mind off Bailey, you are losing your sanity in anticipation for Mayhem. This puts your focus to right now, not messing up, not being tased.
Jason Kash: Since when are YOU the voice of reason? I'm focused. I'm just anxious is all. Got an Addiction to feed, it grows without some action!
The two get back into position with their hands and begin another game of Patty Cake. They had felt a little awkward even thinking to play the game at the beginning but it is a game that takes focus. You start slow and build speed so it fit their need. They were bored and this gave them something to do.
Reaver: So...You put any thought into Natural Born Killaz? Ohhh I almost messed up there!
Jason Kash: Yeah...No..I've been so caught up with May..aahhh FUCK!!
He went to Patty when he was suppose to Cake. Or that's what he told himself after messing up the children's hand clapping game. He was never good at it and questioned why Reaver even knew the game. Kash's head drops knowing he's taking the taser twice. Reaver is loving it though as he grabs the taser yet again and flips the switch to turn it on. The snapping sound is heard again, not once but twice in long crackles that pinch.
Ahhhh...Eaaaahheey!!
Reaver: HEHEHEHAHAHAHA!!!
Snatching, fighting the taser away from Reaver. Kash doesn't want him to do it for shits and giggles now that the game is over. Reaver scoots away and pushes to his feet. As he turns the pow wow they were having, Kash reaches up, flips the switch and sticks the taser to the butt cheek and pushes the button. You hear the clicks, the snaps of the taser but it's faded. Reaver raises off his feet a good inch off the ground as he arches in the back and spins around to break the shock.
Reaver: Aghhahahahahehehe! That tickled! Jer-Jerky..I stuttered! Hahahahehehe! I'm hungry, I'ma go pick something up. Want anything?
Jason Kash: I don't want no damn Guinea Pigs man. Don't eat that shit in front of me. I had one as a kid. Cried when it died. Not cool! Hehe...
Reaver: Hahahahehe!! Fine. I'll get some grub. Tomorrow is the day man, you eager? Keep NBK on the mind though cause that's first blood elimination...
Leaving the Hotel Room that Lively had reserved but he hadn't been around since the news of his Father dying. The place has certainly lost it's appeal. Kash and Reaver without adult supervision pretty much destroyed the place. A small pile of garbage sitting next to the recliner was clearly something Kash did. Reaver at least put it under his bed to hide it better.
Kash knew he had to keep his mind in the right place. With Bailey and THEN NBK the following night. Blood could very well be involved with both matches. The Tag Match was BASED around blood being shed so he knew he'd have to play this next few days with some thought. Take it slowly but still find his fix, fill his addiction.
Jason Kash: I'm sorry. I've been so focused, so directed to this match with Anthony Bailey that I've almost overlooked Natural Born Killaz altogether. Not that this match isn't important because winning it, I know can lead to bigger and brighter things for Foul Play. That's the goal fellas, the higher we get, the bigger the thrill ride becomes. The better the injection of Action I get in my veins and while Bailey gives me a RUSH in the dose I will have from beating him, I look forward to this Tag Match as well. See Tag Teaming is a whole different thrill ride, you aren't always in control of the outcome on your own skill. I have to trust the man in my corner, the man watching my back as I watch his. Making sure the decisions made in the match are OUR Ideas. We execute together.
Now this little MC you've got. I don't know if it's to mess with KnoxVILLE and his new little direction in life or because you think you can be some badass Bikers but it means little to Foul Play. It means even less to this match. You can bring your Cuts and when we beat you..We'll take them just to rub your faces into the dirt a little more. See this match is about Blood. Each member from each team has to bleed to see defeat and I love that concept, I will enjoy the time we spend together in that ring, in that environment. Think about Reaver though, he's had a longer run without his fill for a victim to put his hands on. Someone to bite, claw, kick and scratch to get the flesh of his opponent opened. And Management thought to keep him away from the ring for the PPV so his sights are on blood already. To add that as a stipulation? That's bad for you both.
He leans back against the wall behind him and lets his body slide down as he stretches out his legs and almost comes to a laying down position. It's been a while since he's kicked it in the room since coming down to Brazil. It'll be nice to go back home but he's rather enjoyed his time in Brazil. Knowing that it has led him to Bailey and to NBK. Both opponents are people he will enjoy fighting, enjoying hurting and for all very different reasons.
Jason Kash: Blood. I'm not talking about being in a Street Gang either cause if I was reppin those kind of sets it'd be Crip loaded for me. I've affiliated with some cold hearted killers in my days running the streets. Dudes like myself who will do whats needed but these killers didn't have any thought to their actions. They went in guns blazed and in this business, I more enjoy the slower hurt of my victims. It's why Foul Play is the set now, it's what is and will be represented for the rest of my career. I'd go into any battle, against any foe with FP banner waving above me. I'd put it up against any other crew out there today so be it Dying Breed, NBK, neither of it matters.
Our victories are shared. So when Monday rolls around it'll be Foul Play drawing blood, making the first claim to being the NEXT Team to get their shot at Tag Team Gold. I'll most likely have some cuts and gashes during Mayhem but rest assure I'll be out there on Monday night with tapped up wounds ready to put it all on the line against Titan and Roberts. No worries on that front. Reaver knows how it goes and knows the risks we will put on the line against you guys and it'll be worth the risk when our hands rise at the sound of OUR music playing and Paige is forced to name us as the Victors. I know Titan is this big bad dude, nobody is arguing that but we've dealt with big guys before.
We welcome the height and the might but that won't stop us from knocking you down to your knees and slapping the dog shit out of you like you just became our Prison BITCH. I'm not sure Foul Play has met your wife, although you mentioned suck things. Did she hit on me? I must have brushed her off as NFTF which means "Not Fucking That Female" and it's nothing personal. I'm SURE she's a catch...for you! And it seems along with your wife, you have your hand on everyone's ass. Not sure if that's an MC thing but I don't dig dudes touching my poop shoot and truth be told, you really don't want it there when the Gas arrives. WOOO WEEEE! Knock folks DOWN! I see someone under my door...Look, you can see the hallway light out there and there are feet...Shhh...
Kash rolls and pushes up on the floor. He gets to his feet and creeps to the door and quickly locks the bottom lock as quietly as he can. Putting an ear to it, he tries to listen for any whispers. Nothing. Thudding knocks tap against the thick wooden door. He calls out to find out the identity of the person knocking.
Jason Kash: Who is it?
Kaylyn J. Evans: It's me! Open the door.
Jason Kash: Who? I have alot of admirers out there ya know?
Kaylyn J. Evans: Yeah! Keep it up Jason..You better open this door and kiss me or I'm kicking your ass.
Jason Kash: Whats the password?
Kaylyn J. Evans: I'm leaving then...
He flips the lock and unlocks the door, pulling it open. He steps half way out the doorway. KJE jumps out at him, a duffel bag and her Suicidal Title laying over the bag in her clinched fist. Kash pulls her in with one arm and the two embrace with a long, soft pressed kiss. He moves out of the way and lets her enter the room past him. Kash steps in to follow her and his eyes stroll down to her "endzone" and a smile stretches across his face.
Jason Kash: Glad you're finally here. Took you long enough..
Dropping her bag onto the floor she looks around at the littered room of Foulness that Kash and Reaver had created. She turns and looks at Kash like he was a totally difference person she'd never met. She clearly couldn't believe he'd be this messy. Being his usual "Child's Play" self he has an excuse.
Jason Kash: Reaver did it! I SEEN him!
Kaylyn J. Evans: Yeah I bet he did it alone..Where is he anyways?
Jason Kash: He went out for some grub, I was cutting my verbal for the Super Show. Kind of forgot about them to be honest.
Kaylyn J. Evans: Yeah...I know how that is as of late..You should finish up with what you were doing. I guess I'm changing your bed sheets and cleaning up a bit since I walked into a Pig Pen..
Jason Kash: Awww you're so swee-
Kaylyn J. Evans: Oh no! You'll work this off, be sure of that Mister!
KJE leaves the living area and heads into the Bedroom. Kash shows her which is his room in the Suite. She closes the door and he returns to the living area. He hurries and picks up the small pile of garbage he left next to the recliner so it'd really just be Reaver that has left a mess. He laughs as he shoves the trash into the garbage bin underneath the kitchen sink. His voice after some thought begins to speak out.
Jason Kash: I feel like I'm a bit more normal being with KJE. Probably annoys her that I act like Child at times. She knew who I was from the jump though, she even said she liked that about me. I wasn't the serious type. I didn't take everything to the heart when drama, when shit hit the fan. I wasn't gonna be the kind of guy to argue with her at the top of our lungs. I was chill, kicked back and that's just who I am now. As a teenage...Woosh, that was a different life. I was really Surviving and the attitude came with that world. I still take shit straight on when times get tough, when I have a reason to have beef and be serious so...
I'ma be serious now because my humor isn't for everyone. I'm twitching at times here, I can feel the hours counting down until the PPV, until Anthony Bailey, and then after that. After him and I go move for move, blasting each other with whatever we wish to use. I will head to the back and my focus win or lose will turn onto you clowns. The NBK MC. Like you have other branches of NBK running around anywhere! Should rename it OC cause it's the Only Charter that takes guys like Titan and Roberts. You want blood boys? You want it from so many people at once it's a surprise you haven't started chasing your own tails! At the Super Show...Foul Play will give you blood. We will give you blood because that to us is as good as paying us, we'll be happy to spray the front row with a red crimson blanket of your blood.
He leaves the kitchen and heads over to the curtains at the back wall. Spreading them open you can see the HSBC Arena. A Stadium that will mean the WORLD to him after tomorrow. If things go his way and he isn't looking at nothing but his way. After tomorrow, Chile will be his destination. A quick flight and he's going into a match he can't even know his condition for. Still he finds himself gazing into his thoughts and finding reasons to want that match.
Jason Kash: LEON Roberts! "The Virus"! First and foremost, you ever make claim to wanting a piece of Lively..You better hide your loved ones boy because Foul Play...We'll show up late at night, cut your power and take over your home with you as a victim. You want to be bad, claim tough but the second you come with threats on Foul Play because of some little beef that you fools have WITH EVERYONE! Think twice because you've seen what has happened with Anthony Bailey and it will only get worse. People hate us for the things we will do, the lengths we will go to get our points across. Watch Mayhem, see how serious I am with my Addiction to Action, my craving to HURT someone to fill an inner anger that I enjoy feeding. You don't want it getting that deep, that heavy, the hectic between us because in the end it would be your worst mistake and you'd come to realize it as you lay Face Down, Ass Up in a puddle of your own blood and vomit.
The hotel door opens, Reaver steps in with plastic bags filled with food that immediately fills the room with their scent. Kash nods at him as he enters and shuts the door. Placing the food on the counter that stands where carpet meets tile. He looks around the room and sees the duffel bag and Suicidal Championship that KJE had dropped.
Reaver: I guess we should have tidied up huh? Hehehehaha! Where she at?
Kash just nods in the direction of the room as he takes a swig of a bottle of water he got from the frig. Reaver starts unloading the little buckets of food. Kind of reminded Kash of Chinese takeout, those little white boxes. If there was an official name for them, he didn't know. But these had grease stains coming through and Kash was instantly hungry.
Jason Kash: Just a heads up..She might call you dirty. I blamed all this on you...
Reaver: Hehehehahaha...Seriously? That's messed up! KAY!!! KAY!!! HE'S LYING!!!
Reaver starts heading for the back room, Kash rushes after him, grabbing his shoulder and arm. He begins to pull Reaver and the two quickly start wrestling. Kash hits Reaver with a side Belly to Belly and the floor thuds loudly. Reaver rolls Kash over, sweeping him and putting him in a headlock. He begins pounding punches into the top of Kash's head as Kaylyn J. Evans comes out and stands at the edge of the living area with her hands on her hips. Her head shaking as the scene begins to fade...
Reaver: Hahahehe! I get to zap you now!!
Reaver reaches over and grabs the New Taser Kash had bought. Kash inhales deeply knowing the volts that thing punches a person with. Reaver switches it on and tests it. The little blue electric lights come on with a snapping sound of electricity. Reaver laughs yet again as he moves it closer to Kash.
Jason Kash: Wait, wait...Let me get ready, Damn!
Reaver: Ready? Where's the fun in letting you get ready? Hahahahahehehe!
AHHHH Okay, OK!!
After the snapping sound of voltage goes silent, Kash rubs his knee where Reaver tased him. He places the taser next to them like it had been. Again Reaver sets up to play another round.
Reaver: Let's go! One more game. Double Penalties!
Jason Kash: You're enjoying this aren't you? Tasing me is getting you all worked up..Not sure I wanna play anymore..
Reaver: It takes your mind off Bailey, you are losing your sanity in anticipation for Mayhem. This puts your focus to right now, not messing up, not being tased.
Jason Kash: Since when are YOU the voice of reason? I'm focused. I'm just anxious is all. Got an Addiction to feed, it grows without some action!
The two get back into position with their hands and begin another game of Patty Cake. They had felt a little awkward even thinking to play the game at the beginning but it is a game that takes focus. You start slow and build speed so it fit their need. They were bored and this gave them something to do.
Reaver: So...You put any thought into Natural Born Killaz? Ohhh I almost messed up there!
Jason Kash: Yeah...No..I've been so caught up with May..aahhh FUCK!!
He went to Patty when he was suppose to Cake. Or that's what he told himself after messing up the children's hand clapping game. He was never good at it and questioned why Reaver even knew the game. Kash's head drops knowing he's taking the taser twice. Reaver is loving it though as he grabs the taser yet again and flips the switch to turn it on. The snapping sound is heard again, not once but twice in long crackles that pinch.
Ahhhh...Eaaaahheey!!
Reaver: HEHEHEHAHAHAHA!!!
Snatching, fighting the taser away from Reaver. Kash doesn't want him to do it for shits and giggles now that the game is over. Reaver scoots away and pushes to his feet. As he turns the pow wow they were having, Kash reaches up, flips the switch and sticks the taser to the butt cheek and pushes the button. You hear the clicks, the snaps of the taser but it's faded. Reaver raises off his feet a good inch off the ground as he arches in the back and spins around to break the shock.
Reaver: Aghhahahahahehehe! That tickled! Jer-Jerky..I stuttered! Hahahahehehe! I'm hungry, I'ma go pick something up. Want anything?
Jason Kash: I don't want no damn Guinea Pigs man. Don't eat that shit in front of me. I had one as a kid. Cried when it died. Not cool! Hehe...
Reaver: Hahahahehe!! Fine. I'll get some grub. Tomorrow is the day man, you eager? Keep NBK on the mind though cause that's first blood elimination...
Leaving the Hotel Room that Lively had reserved but he hadn't been around since the news of his Father dying. The place has certainly lost it's appeal. Kash and Reaver without adult supervision pretty much destroyed the place. A small pile of garbage sitting next to the recliner was clearly something Kash did. Reaver at least put it under his bed to hide it better.
Kash knew he had to keep his mind in the right place. With Bailey and THEN NBK the following night. Blood could very well be involved with both matches. The Tag Match was BASED around blood being shed so he knew he'd have to play this next few days with some thought. Take it slowly but still find his fix, fill his addiction.
Jason Kash: I'm sorry. I've been so focused, so directed to this match with Anthony Bailey that I've almost overlooked Natural Born Killaz altogether. Not that this match isn't important because winning it, I know can lead to bigger and brighter things for Foul Play. That's the goal fellas, the higher we get, the bigger the thrill ride becomes. The better the injection of Action I get in my veins and while Bailey gives me a RUSH in the dose I will have from beating him, I look forward to this Tag Match as well. See Tag Teaming is a whole different thrill ride, you aren't always in control of the outcome on your own skill. I have to trust the man in my corner, the man watching my back as I watch his. Making sure the decisions made in the match are OUR Ideas. We execute together.
Now this little MC you've got. I don't know if it's to mess with KnoxVILLE and his new little direction in life or because you think you can be some badass Bikers but it means little to Foul Play. It means even less to this match. You can bring your Cuts and when we beat you..We'll take them just to rub your faces into the dirt a little more. See this match is about Blood. Each member from each team has to bleed to see defeat and I love that concept, I will enjoy the time we spend together in that ring, in that environment. Think about Reaver though, he's had a longer run without his fill for a victim to put his hands on. Someone to bite, claw, kick and scratch to get the flesh of his opponent opened. And Management thought to keep him away from the ring for the PPV so his sights are on blood already. To add that as a stipulation? That's bad for you both.
He leans back against the wall behind him and lets his body slide down as he stretches out his legs and almost comes to a laying down position. It's been a while since he's kicked it in the room since coming down to Brazil. It'll be nice to go back home but he's rather enjoyed his time in Brazil. Knowing that it has led him to Bailey and to NBK. Both opponents are people he will enjoy fighting, enjoying hurting and for all very different reasons.
Jason Kash: Blood. I'm not talking about being in a Street Gang either cause if I was reppin those kind of sets it'd be Crip loaded for me. I've affiliated with some cold hearted killers in my days running the streets. Dudes like myself who will do whats needed but these killers didn't have any thought to their actions. They went in guns blazed and in this business, I more enjoy the slower hurt of my victims. It's why Foul Play is the set now, it's what is and will be represented for the rest of my career. I'd go into any battle, against any foe with FP banner waving above me. I'd put it up against any other crew out there today so be it Dying Breed, NBK, neither of it matters.
Our victories are shared. So when Monday rolls around it'll be Foul Play drawing blood, making the first claim to being the NEXT Team to get their shot at Tag Team Gold. I'll most likely have some cuts and gashes during Mayhem but rest assure I'll be out there on Monday night with tapped up wounds ready to put it all on the line against Titan and Roberts. No worries on that front. Reaver knows how it goes and knows the risks we will put on the line against you guys and it'll be worth the risk when our hands rise at the sound of OUR music playing and Paige is forced to name us as the Victors. I know Titan is this big bad dude, nobody is arguing that but we've dealt with big guys before.
We welcome the height and the might but that won't stop us from knocking you down to your knees and slapping the dog shit out of you like you just became our Prison BITCH. I'm not sure Foul Play has met your wife, although you mentioned suck things. Did she hit on me? I must have brushed her off as NFTF which means "Not Fucking That Female" and it's nothing personal. I'm SURE she's a catch...for you! And it seems along with your wife, you have your hand on everyone's ass. Not sure if that's an MC thing but I don't dig dudes touching my poop shoot and truth be told, you really don't want it there when the Gas arrives. WOOO WEEEE! Knock folks DOWN! I see someone under my door...Look, you can see the hallway light out there and there are feet...Shhh...
Kash rolls and pushes up on the floor. He gets to his feet and creeps to the door and quickly locks the bottom lock as quietly as he can. Putting an ear to it, he tries to listen for any whispers. Nothing. Thudding knocks tap against the thick wooden door. He calls out to find out the identity of the person knocking.
Jason Kash: Who is it?
Kaylyn J. Evans: It's me! Open the door.
Jason Kash: Who? I have alot of admirers out there ya know?
Kaylyn J. Evans: Yeah! Keep it up Jason..You better open this door and kiss me or I'm kicking your ass.
Jason Kash: Whats the password?
Kaylyn J. Evans: I'm leaving then...
He flips the lock and unlocks the door, pulling it open. He steps half way out the doorway. KJE jumps out at him, a duffel bag and her Suicidal Title laying over the bag in her clinched fist. Kash pulls her in with one arm and the two embrace with a long, soft pressed kiss. He moves out of the way and lets her enter the room past him. Kash steps in to follow her and his eyes stroll down to her "endzone" and a smile stretches across his face.
Jason Kash: Glad you're finally here. Took you long enough..
Dropping her bag onto the floor she looks around at the littered room of Foulness that Kash and Reaver had created. She turns and looks at Kash like he was a totally difference person she'd never met. She clearly couldn't believe he'd be this messy. Being his usual "Child's Play" self he has an excuse.
Jason Kash: Reaver did it! I SEEN him!
Kaylyn J. Evans: Yeah I bet he did it alone..Where is he anyways?
Jason Kash: He went out for some grub, I was cutting my verbal for the Super Show. Kind of forgot about them to be honest.
Kaylyn J. Evans: Yeah...I know how that is as of late..You should finish up with what you were doing. I guess I'm changing your bed sheets and cleaning up a bit since I walked into a Pig Pen..
Jason Kash: Awww you're so swee-
Kaylyn J. Evans: Oh no! You'll work this off, be sure of that Mister!
KJE leaves the living area and heads into the Bedroom. Kash shows her which is his room in the Suite. She closes the door and he returns to the living area. He hurries and picks up the small pile of garbage he left next to the recliner so it'd really just be Reaver that has left a mess. He laughs as he shoves the trash into the garbage bin underneath the kitchen sink. His voice after some thought begins to speak out.
Jason Kash: I feel like I'm a bit more normal being with KJE. Probably annoys her that I act like Child at times. She knew who I was from the jump though, she even said she liked that about me. I wasn't the serious type. I didn't take everything to the heart when drama, when shit hit the fan. I wasn't gonna be the kind of guy to argue with her at the top of our lungs. I was chill, kicked back and that's just who I am now. As a teenage...Woosh, that was a different life. I was really Surviving and the attitude came with that world. I still take shit straight on when times get tough, when I have a reason to have beef and be serious so...
I'ma be serious now because my humor isn't for everyone. I'm twitching at times here, I can feel the hours counting down until the PPV, until Anthony Bailey, and then after that. After him and I go move for move, blasting each other with whatever we wish to use. I will head to the back and my focus win or lose will turn onto you clowns. The NBK MC. Like you have other branches of NBK running around anywhere! Should rename it OC cause it's the Only Charter that takes guys like Titan and Roberts. You want blood boys? You want it from so many people at once it's a surprise you haven't started chasing your own tails! At the Super Show...Foul Play will give you blood. We will give you blood because that to us is as good as paying us, we'll be happy to spray the front row with a red crimson blanket of your blood.
He leaves the kitchen and heads over to the curtains at the back wall. Spreading them open you can see the HSBC Arena. A Stadium that will mean the WORLD to him after tomorrow. If things go his way and he isn't looking at nothing but his way. After tomorrow, Chile will be his destination. A quick flight and he's going into a match he can't even know his condition for. Still he finds himself gazing into his thoughts and finding reasons to want that match.
Jason Kash: LEON Roberts! "The Virus"! First and foremost, you ever make claim to wanting a piece of Lively..You better hide your loved ones boy because Foul Play...We'll show up late at night, cut your power and take over your home with you as a victim. You want to be bad, claim tough but the second you come with threats on Foul Play because of some little beef that you fools have WITH EVERYONE! Think twice because you've seen what has happened with Anthony Bailey and it will only get worse. People hate us for the things we will do, the lengths we will go to get our points across. Watch Mayhem, see how serious I am with my Addiction to Action, my craving to HURT someone to fill an inner anger that I enjoy feeding. You don't want it getting that deep, that heavy, the hectic between us because in the end it would be your worst mistake and you'd come to realize it as you lay Face Down, Ass Up in a puddle of your own blood and vomit.
The hotel door opens, Reaver steps in with plastic bags filled with food that immediately fills the room with their scent. Kash nods at him as he enters and shuts the door. Placing the food on the counter that stands where carpet meets tile. He looks around the room and sees the duffel bag and Suicidal Championship that KJE had dropped.
Reaver: I guess we should have tidied up huh? Hehehehaha! Where she at?
Kash just nods in the direction of the room as he takes a swig of a bottle of water he got from the frig. Reaver starts unloading the little buckets of food. Kind of reminded Kash of Chinese takeout, those little white boxes. If there was an official name for them, he didn't know. But these had grease stains coming through and Kash was instantly hungry.
Jason Kash: Just a heads up..She might call you dirty. I blamed all this on you...
Reaver: Hehehehahaha...Seriously? That's messed up! KAY!!! KAY!!! HE'S LYING!!!
Reaver starts heading for the back room, Kash rushes after him, grabbing his shoulder and arm. He begins to pull Reaver and the two quickly start wrestling. Kash hits Reaver with a side Belly to Belly and the floor thuds loudly. Reaver rolls Kash over, sweeping him and putting him in a headlock. He begins pounding punches into the top of Kash's head as Kaylyn J. Evans comes out and stands at the edge of the living area with her hands on her hips. Her head shaking as the scene begins to fade...
