Awkward coffee moments

[Faceless]

The scene opens up at the backstage area, in a little lounge area, where a coffee machine, along with few vending machine and old couch. In here, the EVPW wrestlers can relax and have a drink or a bite before or during the show. In walks the The Ultra Violent Superstar, Matt Violence. He grabs a plastic cup from the table and sets it at the coffee machine, looking for a little extra energy before hitting the ring later tonight. As he looks at the black liquid pouring down the white plastic cup, suddenly he feels a like he's not alone as he initially though. A mere moment later his ears pick up a silent breathing sound, just right behind him. With a blink of an eye he spins around, lifting his arms up in a preparation for a fight. Ready for anything at first look... he wasn't quite ready for what he saw once he completed the 180 rotation. A decently build six foot figure was standing behind him. But it's not the size of the figure that caught Matt by surprise. It was the face of the figure, or rather lack of. In the place of the face was this white emotionless mask, while the rest of the head was covered by a white hood. Mr. Violence experienced a lot in his life, however the biggest shock of them all came in a form of rather calm, nonthreatening voice that came out of the aforementioned figure just a moment later.

Oh, sorry there Matt, didn't mean to scare you like that. Was just going to get some coffee myself.

Matt remains fazed, staring blankly into this faceless man for a few more seconds, before uttering some words with clear confusion and some anger.

Who the fuck are you?

A small chuckle can be heard from behind the faceless man's mask. He makes a little step towards the coffee machine, grabbing a plastic cup in the motion. Matt continues to keep his eyes closely on this unknown persona, seemingly prepared for any further development of events. The man behind the white mask picks up the cup, filled with hot coffee, Mr. Violence set at the machine before this awkward encounter. He sets his own cup and goes to press all the necessary buttons, so that he can enjoy some of the liquid deliciousness himself. As the machine begins pour coffee again, the faceless one turns to face Matt and begins to speak once more.

They used to know me by many names. I was called a dozen things. Known in many ways. Now... I have no name... But you can call me Billy.

After finishing the last sentence, the nameless "Billy" extends the hand holding Matt's cup towards the Ultra Violent Superstar, awaiting for him to take his coffee.

TBC by Matt

[Matt Violence]

The Faceless Man turns back to the table and begins to fix himself a cup of coffee, once Matt Violence timidly accepts his cup. Matt tilts his head to the side, much like the way a confused dog would and he does so with a riddled expression etched across his mug. He's flabbergasted at how the odd looking man is just doing a typical, mundane routine. Matt expects to see a guy dressed like him in a circus somewhere juggling fireballs, not pouring himself a coffee in the EVPW locker room. Matt, after taking a sip of his coffee and never taking his eyes off the man finally speaks.

Matt Violence: "So, how you gonna' drink that coffee with a mask like that on?"

"Billy" doesn't exactly answer. His just concentrates on the amount of sugar and creamer he's distributing into his coffee. Matt steps forward, putting his coffee on the table beside him and feeling a little more comfortable now.

Matt Violence: "I don't see a hole or anything. Please don't tell you you're gonna go in the bathroom and into one of the stalls just to drink your coffee man!"

MV looks at Faceless with a confused expression again. He shakes his head, wating for a response, but doesn't seem to be getting one. Perhaps "Billy" himself is asking himself the same question. How does he plan on drinking the coffee he has just prepared for himself?

[Faceless]

An awkward silence continues for few more seconds, before Faceless turns back at Matt, stirring the sugar and cream he just poured into his coffee at the same time. Of the questions he expected to get asked and has already been asked, this is one of the weirdest but the most logical at the same time. Sealing his face away from the world he made a commitment, one that surely shouldn't be broken by a mere thing like coffee or food or whatever else. But a man has to eat and a man has to drink after all.

You know, I asked myself the same question the first time I tried to order a beer. It didn't went too well that time. But I have come with a solution since that time. Hold on just one second.

The nameless one puts down his coffee on the table and quickly turns away from Matt. MV tills his head to the side a bit and tries to figure out just what this mysterious persona is up to now. He manages to catch a glimpse of Faceless searching for something withing the inside pocket of the hoodie he's wearing. Soon enough "Billy" pulls out some sort of object out of there, but he hides it well, thus Matt is unable to pick it up just what it is. He continues to try and figure out what's going on as the Faceless man scrimmages with the object for a couple seconds. Finally, he quickly spins 180 degrees on his heels to reveal himself once more.

Tadaa!

What seems to be recruiting theme now, Mr.Violence is taken aback once more. This he wasn't expecting. The face of the Faceless man was different. Or to be exact, the mask was different. Even more shockingly was that it's almost completely opposite of the first one. It's wasn't dead looking, it wasn't emotionless. It was cheerful. [this, just white]

I figured I made a promise to seal my face away from the world until the right time comes, if ever. And I intend to keep that promise. But hiding myself in a dark corner every time I needed a drink or a bite seemed a little ridiculous. I'm forsaking my face, my name, my identity, but I'm not exactly giving up my humanity and social needs. So this just seemed like a good idea. My promise is still intact.

MV continues to stand puzzled for a little longer, but comes to realization that while this is unusual and unexpected, it's quite reasonable and logical. Still, it's seems to trouble him a bit that with each passing moment of this encounter, every expectation he seemed to have about this mystery man seems to be shattering like glass.

TBC by Matt

[Matt Violence]

Matt, smiles a guilty smile. He attempts to talk but his nerves wont allow any words to come out. He bounces around a few vowel sounds, while backing up, looking around the the door. He grows impatient and instinctively jets for the exit. He fumbles with the knob before turning it correctly and exiting the coffee area. The camera zooms in on Faceless, who takes another sip of his caffeinated drink and shrugs his shoulders carelessly before speaking.

"Billy": "He sure is a coward for a Ultraviolent Superstar."

With those last, final words the camera is cut off and the feed ends.

OOC: Sorry it's so short, didn't really know how to end it.