Post by Malleus on Feb 25, 2015 11:44:34 GMT -6
Two men stand in the main room of the Las Vegas warehouse that currently serves as the homebase of Gealtachta and the actual home for Aerynn Donnelly and Shonn Maguire. Yet, the two men standing before Shonn right now are not either his best friend and sometime tag team partner, Pauly O’Connor, nor are they his usual back-up, Davis “Doomsday” Delacio and Donnie “Devastator” Samuelsson. Both men standing there are dressed in jeans and ratty black band t-shirts that appear to be for a band whose name starts with an “F” but has been worn off in the time the two have owned the shirts. Both men’s long dark hair is pulled back into ponytails, their half-shaven faces managing to remain in the shadows as Shonn nods to them, apparently quite pleased with whatever accord they’ve just reached.
Shonn Maguire: Ye’ll do it, then?
The guy on the left nods and Shonn smirks.
Shonn Maguire: Brilliant, off ye go, lads.
As the two men wander off, Aerynn Donnelly walks into the room.
Aerynn Donnelly: An’ who they be?
Turning to face her, Shonn’s eyes dance with a look that both annoys and exhilarates her. Aerynn stares into them, unsure if she should punch him for not sharing fast enough to take him right there by the door. Seeing this, Shonn can’t help but smirk even more knowingly at her.
Shonn Maguire: Jus’ a bit o’ insurance, is all.
Aerynn frowns, not sure she likes the sound of this.
Aerynn Donnelly: An’ why would we be naedin’ insurance?
Shonn shrugs, still smirking knowingly and running his tongue along his teeth,.
Shonn Maguire: Dinna say we naeded ennithin, Love.
Nodding slowly, Aerynn glances back to the door the two men have just walked out of.
Aerynn Donnelly: Whot was tha, then?
He nods to the door, smirking.
Shonn Maguire: Tha…?
He shrugs again knowing exactly what it will do to her.
Shonn Maguire: I was checkin’ them out fer a job. They came recommended by someone whot was inside witme an’ I thought they might jus’ be th’ men tae do th’ job fer us all.
Aerynn cocks her head, playing along for the moment.
Aerynn Donnelly: Us all?
Shonn nods, his smirk widening to a full grin.
Shonn Maguire: Aye, us all.
He nods to the door, in the direction of the two departed figures.
Shonn Maguire: Those two are going tae be followin’ Arsenal fer us, so we’ll be knowin’ all we’ll be naedin’ tae be knowin’ wit all of them. This way, ye’ll be hearin’ abot Bethany and Jeszika an’ Pauly an’ I will be hearin’ abot Ashley.
Aerynn nods slowly, taking this all in.
Aerynn Donnelly: S’whot yer sayin’ is tha we’ll nae have tae waste our time on tha ourselves?
Shonn nods.
Shonn Maguire: Aye...
Aerynn stares at him for a second before a smirk not unlike his comes to her face.
Aerynn Donnelly: So, we get information an’ they get trouble?
Shonn shrugs.
Shonn Maguire: The possibilities exist fer the lot o’dem, aye.
Aerynn nods and kisses him.
Aerynn Donnelly: It’s beautiful, Shonn!
Shonn grins.
Shonn Maguire: Nay as beautiful as ye, I thin…
Aerynn smacks him playfully.
Aerynn Donnelly: Flatterer!
Shonn nods knowingly.
Shonn Maguire: Aye but ye love it an’ ye know it!
Aerynn’s eyes flash as she smacks him playfully again.
Aerynn Donnelly: Dinna say I dinna...
Shonn shakes his head.
Shonn Maguire: Nay, ye dinna…
He kisses her and the two go out to their bikes to enjoy some quality time before their big trip to Kansas.
The next morning, Shonn and Aerynn have just gotten up to start to get ready for a workout when there’s a knock on the front door of the warehouse. The two scramble to dress properly enough, slipping on shirts and jeans without regard for how their hair looks, before checking the door. The two are still squinting somewhat when they open the door to find several guys in suits flashing badges.
Agent Number 1: Seán Michael John Maguire?
Before Shonn can answer, Aerynn just shakes her head.
Aerynn Donnelly: Oh, fuck off wit this shite!
Shonn smirks, trying not to laugh as the three agents standing there do their best to remain grim and stonefaced.
Shonn Maguire: Patience, Love…
He turns back to the agents and nods.
Shonn Maguire: Aye, tha be me, Lads. Whot’s this all abot, then?
The first agent steps forward, flashing a badge that says ATF on it.
Agent Starks: I’m Agent John Starks, ATF. This is Agent Ewing and Agent Oakley. You recently left prison after several years inside, did you not?
Aerynn looks as if she wants to leap and rip the guy’s face off but Shonn remains calm and holds her just so to calm her some.
Shonn Maguire: Tha I did, aye.
The agent nods and then glances down at his notes.
Agent Starks: Do you know anyone by the name of Franklin Lamia?
Shonn nods.
Shonn Maguire: Aye, I believe there be someone inside wit me by tha name though if ye be lookin’ tae talk witim, ye’re a wee bit late.
The agents remain seemingly unfazed.
Agent Starks: Did you have any business dealings with him?
Shonn almost laughs.
Shonn Maguire: I dinna know if I’d call a boxing match inside, “business dealin’s.”
The agent nods sternly.
Agent Starks: So you did know him?
Shonn nods back.
Shonn Maguire: Aye, tol’ ye tha already.
Agent Starks: Are you aware of what he was serving time for?
Shonn Maguire: Aye, though I dinna ask him.
The agents all intensify their gazes.
Agent Starks: So someone told you?
Shonn almost laughs again.
Shonn Maguire: Aye, CNN. All over the television, twas, Lad.
The agents remain unamused in appearance.
Agent Starks: Are you aware that Franklin Lamia, Sr. is deceased?
Shonn nods.
Shonn Maguire: Aye, ‘appened ‘fore I gah out.
The second agent produces a picture.
Agent Starks: Do you know this man?
Shonn looks at the picture while Aerynn stands behidn him stewing.
Shonn Maguire: This be Franklin Lamia, Jr., then?
The agents start to question him but Shonn shrugs.
Shonn Maguire: Kinna say I’ve ‘ad the pleasure of makin’ his aquaintance.
The first agent accepts the picture back and nods.
Agent Starks: Are you aware he is deceased?
Shonn can’t help but snicker.
Shonn Maguire: I did jus' tell ye I dinna know him. Seen him a couple o’ times visitin’ his ol’ man inside but ne’er actually metim.
Putting the photo away, the agents nod.
Agent Starks: Do you know where we might find Paul O’Connor, Davis Delacio or Donald Samuelsson?
Shonn shrugs.
Shonn Maguire: Well they might all ‘ave crawled up Satan’s arse but that dinna mean I’d wanna know all the intimate details o’ th’ trip. I dinna keep tabs on all o’them at all times.
The agent nods slowly.
Agent Starks: So that’s a no?
Shonn nods brightly.
Shonn Maguire: Aye, tha be jus' tha.
The agents nod again.
Agent Starks: Thank you for your time, Mr. Maguire. If we need anything else, we’ll be in touch.
Shonn nods in return.
Shonn Maguire: Aye, take care, Lads.
The agents walk back to their and take their leave. Shonn waits until they’ve clearly driven off before closing the door.
Shonn Maguire: Bloody fools, the lot of ‘em!
He turns to find Aerynn waiting for him.
Aerynn Donnelly: Whot was tha abot an’ why wusna I a part o’ it?
Shonn glances back at the door.
Shonn Maguire: They be after Pauly. I’ll be expectin’ me Da tae be callin’ any second now taw both warn an’ yell at me fer bein’ stupid.
Aerynn frowns even as Shonn shakes his head.
Shonn Maguire: Pauly, whot ‘ave ye gone an’ gottin’ yerself inta now?
Aerynn frowns harder.
Aerynn Donnelly: Ye thin’?
Shonn nods.
Shonn Maguire: Aye…
Looking like she wants to break something, Aerynn starts to scream but Shonn quickly takes her into his arms.
Shonn Maguire: We’ll jus' ‘ave tae be smarter goin’ forward, yeah?
Something about the way he holds her causes Aerynn to disarm immediately.
Aerynn Donnelly: This be hurtin’ yer plan with Arsenal?
Shonn shakes his head.
Shonn Maguire: Nay, this no be changin’ a thing there. The guys I hired fer tha are clean an’ licensed.
A wicked smile crawls across her face.
Aerynn Donnelly: I love ye…
Shonn smiles back in kind.
Shonn Maguire: I love ye too.
The two kiss, Shonn picking Aerynn up and carrying her to the shower where they proceed to take a shower together without ever breaking contact with each other.
A webcam opens up on Shonn Maguire as he stands next to a bare warehouse wall smirking cruelly.
Shonn Maguire: Tragic Engagement…
He nods, an easy smile passing the smirk into something a little less threatening.
Shonn Maguire: I’ve ‘eard stories abot this show tha make me smile from ear tae ear. Pauly an’ Aerynn both tell me this be the show tha started both o’ them on their roads tae th’ top. It be where they both shocked th’ worl’, th’ worl’ tha thought neither o’them ‘ad a chance against th’ likes o’ Nick Daniels or Sentinel. They weren’t supposed tae be th’ ones tha came outta tha show in th’ main event an’ yet, tha’s exactly whot ‘appened, innit?
He nods forcefully, almost glaring through the camera.
Shonn Maguire: Now, a year later an’ Aerynn’s still in the bloody main event, i’n she?
He pauses to smirk knowingly.
Shonn Maguire: Right where she bloody loves tae be, on top…
Shrugging, Shonn stifles a playful and mischievous chuckle.
Shonn Maguire: An’ Pauly’s jus’ unner tha in th’ North American Championship match meanin’ tha both o’ them ‘ave been able to maintain their excellence despite no one thinkin’ they ‘ad a chance in th’ first place an’ now I’m bloody joinin’ them there.
He nods again, even more forcefully than the first time.
Shonn Maguire: The three of us, Gealtachta, fuckin’ mad, daft, crazy, whoteva word ye wanna use tae describe us tha way…
Unable to stop himself, Shonn laughs at the thought of being referred to as some form of insane.
Shonn Maguire: Crazy… an’ as usual, up tae no good…
He starts to move in closer.
Shonn Maguire: Arsenal be abot tae find out th’ hard way…
A dark smirk crosses his face once again.
Shonn Maguire: It’s nay a good idea tae get on the wrong side of Gealtachta.
Shonn Maguire: Ye’ll do it, then?
The guy on the left nods and Shonn smirks.
Shonn Maguire: Brilliant, off ye go, lads.
As the two men wander off, Aerynn Donnelly walks into the room.
Aerynn Donnelly: An’ who they be?
Turning to face her, Shonn’s eyes dance with a look that both annoys and exhilarates her. Aerynn stares into them, unsure if she should punch him for not sharing fast enough to take him right there by the door. Seeing this, Shonn can’t help but smirk even more knowingly at her.
Shonn Maguire: Jus’ a bit o’ insurance, is all.
Aerynn frowns, not sure she likes the sound of this.
Aerynn Donnelly: An’ why would we be naedin’ insurance?
Shonn shrugs, still smirking knowingly and running his tongue along his teeth,.
Shonn Maguire: Dinna say we naeded ennithin, Love.
Nodding slowly, Aerynn glances back to the door the two men have just walked out of.
Aerynn Donnelly: Whot was tha, then?
He nods to the door, smirking.
Shonn Maguire: Tha…?
He shrugs again knowing exactly what it will do to her.
Shonn Maguire: I was checkin’ them out fer a job. They came recommended by someone whot was inside witme an’ I thought they might jus’ be th’ men tae do th’ job fer us all.
Aerynn cocks her head, playing along for the moment.
Aerynn Donnelly: Us all?
Shonn nods, his smirk widening to a full grin.
Shonn Maguire: Aye, us all.
He nods to the door, in the direction of the two departed figures.
Shonn Maguire: Those two are going tae be followin’ Arsenal fer us, so we’ll be knowin’ all we’ll be naedin’ tae be knowin’ wit all of them. This way, ye’ll be hearin’ abot Bethany and Jeszika an’ Pauly an’ I will be hearin’ abot Ashley.
Aerynn nods slowly, taking this all in.
Aerynn Donnelly: S’whot yer sayin’ is tha we’ll nae have tae waste our time on tha ourselves?
Shonn nods.
Shonn Maguire: Aye...
Aerynn stares at him for a second before a smirk not unlike his comes to her face.
Aerynn Donnelly: So, we get information an’ they get trouble?
Shonn shrugs.
Shonn Maguire: The possibilities exist fer the lot o’dem, aye.
Aerynn nods and kisses him.
Aerynn Donnelly: It’s beautiful, Shonn!
Shonn grins.
Shonn Maguire: Nay as beautiful as ye, I thin…
Aerynn smacks him playfully.
Aerynn Donnelly: Flatterer!
Shonn nods knowingly.
Shonn Maguire: Aye but ye love it an’ ye know it!
Aerynn’s eyes flash as she smacks him playfully again.
Aerynn Donnelly: Dinna say I dinna...
Shonn shakes his head.
Shonn Maguire: Nay, ye dinna…
He kisses her and the two go out to their bikes to enjoy some quality time before their big trip to Kansas.
The next morning, Shonn and Aerynn have just gotten up to start to get ready for a workout when there’s a knock on the front door of the warehouse. The two scramble to dress properly enough, slipping on shirts and jeans without regard for how their hair looks, before checking the door. The two are still squinting somewhat when they open the door to find several guys in suits flashing badges.
Agent Number 1: Seán Michael John Maguire?
Before Shonn can answer, Aerynn just shakes her head.
Aerynn Donnelly: Oh, fuck off wit this shite!
Shonn smirks, trying not to laugh as the three agents standing there do their best to remain grim and stonefaced.
Shonn Maguire: Patience, Love…
He turns back to the agents and nods.
Shonn Maguire: Aye, tha be me, Lads. Whot’s this all abot, then?
The first agent steps forward, flashing a badge that says ATF on it.
Agent Starks: I’m Agent John Starks, ATF. This is Agent Ewing and Agent Oakley. You recently left prison after several years inside, did you not?
Aerynn looks as if she wants to leap and rip the guy’s face off but Shonn remains calm and holds her just so to calm her some.
Shonn Maguire: Tha I did, aye.
The agent nods and then glances down at his notes.
Agent Starks: Do you know anyone by the name of Franklin Lamia?
Shonn nods.
Shonn Maguire: Aye, I believe there be someone inside wit me by tha name though if ye be lookin’ tae talk witim, ye’re a wee bit late.
The agents remain seemingly unfazed.
Agent Starks: Did you have any business dealings with him?
Shonn almost laughs.
Shonn Maguire: I dinna know if I’d call a boxing match inside, “business dealin’s.”
The agent nods sternly.
Agent Starks: So you did know him?
Shonn nods back.
Shonn Maguire: Aye, tol’ ye tha already.
Agent Starks: Are you aware of what he was serving time for?
Shonn Maguire: Aye, though I dinna ask him.
The agents all intensify their gazes.
Agent Starks: So someone told you?
Shonn almost laughs again.
Shonn Maguire: Aye, CNN. All over the television, twas, Lad.
The agents remain unamused in appearance.
Agent Starks: Are you aware that Franklin Lamia, Sr. is deceased?
Shonn nods.
Shonn Maguire: Aye, ‘appened ‘fore I gah out.
The second agent produces a picture.
Agent Starks: Do you know this man?
Shonn looks at the picture while Aerynn stands behidn him stewing.
Shonn Maguire: This be Franklin Lamia, Jr., then?
The agents start to question him but Shonn shrugs.
Shonn Maguire: Kinna say I’ve ‘ad the pleasure of makin’ his aquaintance.
The first agent accepts the picture back and nods.
Agent Starks: Are you aware he is deceased?
Shonn can’t help but snicker.
Shonn Maguire: I did jus' tell ye I dinna know him. Seen him a couple o’ times visitin’ his ol’ man inside but ne’er actually metim.
Putting the photo away, the agents nod.
Agent Starks: Do you know where we might find Paul O’Connor, Davis Delacio or Donald Samuelsson?
Shonn shrugs.
Shonn Maguire: Well they might all ‘ave crawled up Satan’s arse but that dinna mean I’d wanna know all the intimate details o’ th’ trip. I dinna keep tabs on all o’them at all times.
The agent nods slowly.
Agent Starks: So that’s a no?
Shonn nods brightly.
Shonn Maguire: Aye, tha be jus' tha.
The agents nod again.
Agent Starks: Thank you for your time, Mr. Maguire. If we need anything else, we’ll be in touch.
Shonn nods in return.
Shonn Maguire: Aye, take care, Lads.
The agents walk back to their and take their leave. Shonn waits until they’ve clearly driven off before closing the door.
Shonn Maguire: Bloody fools, the lot of ‘em!
He turns to find Aerynn waiting for him.
Aerynn Donnelly: Whot was tha abot an’ why wusna I a part o’ it?
Shonn glances back at the door.
Shonn Maguire: They be after Pauly. I’ll be expectin’ me Da tae be callin’ any second now taw both warn an’ yell at me fer bein’ stupid.
Aerynn frowns even as Shonn shakes his head.
Shonn Maguire: Pauly, whot ‘ave ye gone an’ gottin’ yerself inta now?
Aerynn frowns harder.
Aerynn Donnelly: Ye thin’?
Shonn nods.
Shonn Maguire: Aye…
Looking like she wants to break something, Aerynn starts to scream but Shonn quickly takes her into his arms.
Shonn Maguire: We’ll jus' ‘ave tae be smarter goin’ forward, yeah?
Something about the way he holds her causes Aerynn to disarm immediately.
Aerynn Donnelly: This be hurtin’ yer plan with Arsenal?
Shonn shakes his head.
Shonn Maguire: Nay, this no be changin’ a thing there. The guys I hired fer tha are clean an’ licensed.
A wicked smile crawls across her face.
Aerynn Donnelly: I love ye…
Shonn smiles back in kind.
Shonn Maguire: I love ye too.
The two kiss, Shonn picking Aerynn up and carrying her to the shower where they proceed to take a shower together without ever breaking contact with each other.
A webcam opens up on Shonn Maguire as he stands next to a bare warehouse wall smirking cruelly.
Shonn Maguire: Tragic Engagement…
He nods, an easy smile passing the smirk into something a little less threatening.
Shonn Maguire: I’ve ‘eard stories abot this show tha make me smile from ear tae ear. Pauly an’ Aerynn both tell me this be the show tha started both o’ them on their roads tae th’ top. It be where they both shocked th’ worl’, th’ worl’ tha thought neither o’them ‘ad a chance against th’ likes o’ Nick Daniels or Sentinel. They weren’t supposed tae be th’ ones tha came outta tha show in th’ main event an’ yet, tha’s exactly whot ‘appened, innit?
He nods forcefully, almost glaring through the camera.
Shonn Maguire: Now, a year later an’ Aerynn’s still in the bloody main event, i’n she?
He pauses to smirk knowingly.
Shonn Maguire: Right where she bloody loves tae be, on top…
Shrugging, Shonn stifles a playful and mischievous chuckle.
Shonn Maguire: An’ Pauly’s jus’ unner tha in th’ North American Championship match meanin’ tha both o’ them ‘ave been able to maintain their excellence despite no one thinkin’ they ‘ad a chance in th’ first place an’ now I’m bloody joinin’ them there.
He nods again, even more forcefully than the first time.
Shonn Maguire: The three of us, Gealtachta, fuckin’ mad, daft, crazy, whoteva word ye wanna use tae describe us tha way…
Unable to stop himself, Shonn laughs at the thought of being referred to as some form of insane.
Shonn Maguire: Crazy… an’ as usual, up tae no good…
He starts to move in closer.
Shonn Maguire: Arsenal be abot tae find out th’ hard way…
A dark smirk crosses his face once again.
Shonn Maguire: It’s nay a good idea tae get on the wrong side of Gealtachta.