Syndicate Common Room

[Blake Sterling Jr.]

OOC: Everyone part of the venue is fully welcomed... encouraged even to post

Scene: A room filled with comfortable chairs, a very large flat screen TV (Currently set to MAIN STREAM WRESTLING), and a fridge with non-alcoholic beverages.

IC:

Alexander Mudd is sitting at one of the few tables. Before him on the table is a foam sheet covering half the table. A Glock is in component parts on the sheet and Alexander has a small kit opened filled with brushes and small oil cans. He is slowly and decisively picking brushes for different parts of the gun and cleaning them with great care.

[Blake Sterling Jr.]

IC:

Syndicate Common Room:

News bulletin breaks interrupting MAIN STREAM WRESTLING.

News anchor turns to face the screen “The wrestling legend known as “Rowdy” Roderick Toombs passed away last night. The wrestling legend who has been part of MSW since the beginning will be missed by all. A well known Heel his larger than life persona helped carry him from the squared circle onto Hollywood. His fight scene in They Alive has been said to be one of the best fight scenes of all time. Our love and wishes go out to his family and friends and hope they remember his spirit as we all mourn the passing of this great man.”

The screen goes dark as Alexander turns off the screen and bows his head for a moment. A tear rolls down the side of his face. Quickly wiping away the tear and refocusing on his task he reassembles the Glock, reattaches the suppressor, and places it back into his shoulder holster. Then he pulls out the left one and starts all over again.

OOC:

Growing up in Reno, WWF was really important to me. I watched the cartoon, watched every free event (Pay per view when a friends family bought it) I even went to a captain Lou birthday party when I was eight.

One of my favorite Heels was RRP. He was fun and larger than life. When you hear stories about him it just makes him see even more impressive. I hope this post doesn't offend anyone.

[Oliver "Ollie" Moore]

Oliver walks in to the common room. His leather jacket and and chain making a soft clinking noise as he makes his way around the room.

He grabs a couple of books and sit in one of the arm chairs tucking his feet underneath him. He opens a book and begins to read.

After only a couple of moments he looks over the top of the book and says "So what has you in tears?"

[Blake Sterling Jr.]

Mudd wipes away another tear and says while still focusing on cleaning his gun. "I jus found out one of my childhood heroes died, made me a bit sad at the loss of such a great athlete. Whatcha readin'?

[Oliver "Ollie" Moore]

Oliver looked awkwardly at the cover of the book. "It looks like it's called 'Habits of the Common Draxis."

He went back to reading for a couple of minutes, "Why do you feel sadness about a death that you had no part in, but feel no sadness for the lives you take?" His voice was soft but held a firm edge to the question.

[Blake Sterling Jr.]

Alexander stops cleaning the gun and looks up at Ollie and says calmly

"Do ya feel sadness because you belong to an organization that hires people like me to kill monsters? That, might not be a fair question, pardon. Ifn it had been a little girl that walked up on us in the forest I wouldn't have shot unless it attacked us. I fully understand that things in this world are not as they seem.

You seem to be very attached to that creature, almost like you sympathize with it. Maybe that's on you, I doubt from the impression I've gotten from you that ya had much of a normal childhood. I git that, mine wasn't roses and picket fences either.

Howeva, I promise you that I'll put more stages in my escalation like we spoke about the otha day. I want to see us pull togetha and be a team, despite the different backgrounds we all have.

If'n however someone on our team gits killed because I'm usin' soft gloves I reserve the right ta doin' things my way again and that deaths on both of us. Deal?"

[Oliver "Ollie" Moore]

Oliver stopped reading. He folded the book closed with a calm and controlled motion. Setting the book aside he looked to Mr. Mudd. For a moment Oliver just held his gaze, then spoke. "It is important you do not mistake my query." There was a hard edge to his voice, his tone was uncharacteristically dark.

"Mr. Mudd I am more keenly aware of the darker works the Syndicate is oft to find itself apart of. I know the many true terrors of the day and night. Before I was hardly a boy I have been forced to face that which fights you in both your waking hours and when you dream. That little girl could have been anyone. She could remind me of a friend, sister, daughter, or the simple fact that I am human. Do not presume me a soft-hearted child, prone to unworldly ideals, hopes and dreams." He let his words hang in the air.

"All I wanted to know is how or maybe why you think it is alright to be blasé about killing. Do not kid yourself you are no less here to protect members of the Syndicate as much as you are around to protect the public from us. Mr. Mudd you are a human counter-weight to the dark world. You stand on one side aimed into the dark. Don't misplace your purpose and think we need protecting. Protect yourself, protect humanity, and protect your sanity. For if you lose any of the three what use are you at all?

[Blake Sterling Jr.]

Alexander thinks on what Ollie says for a little while with a slight far away look.

When he speaks he speaks softly. "Ya have ah good point there. Tah answer yer question; how can ah say this without soundin' contrite or like I'm sum poorly written comic book character. Killin' people is what ah do and in general ah kill really bad folks. At sum point if'n ah drawin' on ya it no longer mattaed if'n you were or bad. That's sumthin' ah might want ta think about, possibly with an overpaid shrink.

Ah do think ya have helped me decide on sumthin' ah had been thinkin' about." With saying that Alexander starts to clean the gun again with a focused attention. "By the way, ya like comics? If'n yer ever interested ah got complete runs of trade paperbacks in Daisy is'n ya ever want ta borrow them. Ah would have gotten them as singles but take up too much room ya see."