Post by Hawkeye on Aug 7, 2013 10:50:22 GMT -4
The plane touches down and the Legend known as Hawkeye quickly tries to step off the plane and get through the terminal. Millions of thoughts continue to race through his head after the phone call he received. Hawkeye doesn't even bother to wait for his luggage, knowing that it will be delivered to his house. His heart races, the blood pulsing through his veins, anger apparent on his face, but covered by his red mask. Hailing a taxi, while carrying the satchel, which inside contains seventy five thousand dollars, a man bumps into him and continues along his way without saying sorry. Hawkeye looks at the man, but decides trying to save his family is more important. The cab stops, the Legend enters into the backseat, sits down and tells the driver to take him to the High Dollar Kitty Kat Club. The driver nods and quickly they begin to weave and bob between cars, pedistrans on bycylces, rick shaws, and other modes of transportation. As the cab continues to make it's way towards it's destination, a vibration is felt in the right pocket of the Flying Assassins coat pocket. Reaching in and pulling out Hawkeye see's a phone that is ringing, he opens it up, presses talk and before he can say anything a gravely voice on the end speaks.
Mr. Jones, I am glad I was able to get a hold of you, now listen to me and don't talk back or else! I am a friend of Mr. Nagaruchi, he told me that I should get in contact with you and let you know that, as of this moment your family is being held in a safe place. He understands that you have been really, really, trying to pay off the debt and he has decided to leave your wife and kids within my care. Now as long as you do as your told, as long as you keep continuing to make the payments on time, no being late, then your family will be safe. If you are late or stop making the payments....Then I was instructed to handle my business, as I see fit. Mr. Jones, I hope that this matter is resolved between you and Mr. Nagaruchi, because you have beautiful wife and such charming kids.
Before Hawkeye can answer back the phone goes dead. This causes Hawkeye to get even more worried, as he has never known Mr. Nagaruchi to use non Japanese people when conducting business. More thoughts race through his head as the cab driver finally pulls up in front of the High Dollar Kitty Kat Club, Hawkeye pays the cabby while getting out of the cab and makes his way towards the double set doors, that are protected by the two big gorillas. They step aside upon seeing Hawkeye walking up to them, one of the men opens the door and with a sly smile welcomes Hawkeye to the club. Hawkeye continues to quickly make his way towards the stairs next to the VIP section, almost knocking over one of the waitresses in the process. The men at the stairs, step aside and let Terry walk up the stairs and towards the door to the boss. Hawkeye knocks on the door and proceeds to enter when hearing the voice. The door closes behind Hawkeye, and sitting at his desk with the high back leather chair, wearing his small wire rimmed glasses,his pressed black suit, with a lime green tie, sits Mr. Nagaruchi.
I have seventy five thousand dollars in this satchel Mr. Nagaruchi, I ended up being able to pawn a lot of my stuff, I get that you are in control of my life and well being, but why the hell have you involved my wife and kids? Why the fuck did you send some.
ENOUGH! I do not have to answer questions that you ask of me. I do what I must in order to ensure that all debts owed to me are paid. You Mr. Joneson should have known that when you took loan from me to keep your wrestling organization afloat, that there were steep penalities involved, yet you chose to still take loan from me. I am not bad guy here you trying to make me out to be. I run a business, I must ensure that my business makes profits, I also must make sure that any and all debts are paid in full. I will admit some of the means may seem barbaric or even crude, but you know what? They work and get the job done. I am greatful for your payment of seventy five thousand, that is more then what your normal payments are but then again you were behind a bit. How is your wife and kids? I do hope that they are ok. I would hate to think something bad could happen to them here in Japan.
You fucking jerk! If anything happens to my family, I will kill you and every single person who works for you, there was no reason to involve my family into any of this, yet you chose to include them. I have tried, and tried, to meet your demands. I have worked hard on paying you back, yes it may not be as good as it should, but there should be no reason to involve my family.
Hawkeye proceeds to approach Mr. Narguchi's desk, the guards on either side prepare to step out of the shadows and make there way towards the small man. Mr. Narguchi waves them off with a hand, and a cold dark smile comes across his face, as he watches The Flying Assassin take the satchel and lay it on the desk. Hawkeye turns to walk away and leave but is stopped suddenly by Mr. Narguchi's voice.
You know Mr. Joneson, I hope that you learn better manners in future when you come to me. I will let your disrespect slide just one time. Next time I will not be so forgiving. Now since business is done, I suggest you go home and prepare for your next show. Wife and kiddies are depending on you to come through and save them.
The Flying Assassin begins to turn on the balls of his heels, wanting to confront the man, but thinks better of it as he walks out of the office and down the stairs, out through the patrons and into the cold night air. The Legend known as Hawkeye, wraps his coat around him and begins to walk home, thoughts of where his wife and kids could be, again begin to run through his mind as the brisk night air makes contact with his skin.
EOT
Mr. Jones, I am glad I was able to get a hold of you, now listen to me and don't talk back or else! I am a friend of Mr. Nagaruchi, he told me that I should get in contact with you and let you know that, as of this moment your family is being held in a safe place. He understands that you have been really, really, trying to pay off the debt and he has decided to leave your wife and kids within my care. Now as long as you do as your told, as long as you keep continuing to make the payments on time, no being late, then your family will be safe. If you are late or stop making the payments....Then I was instructed to handle my business, as I see fit. Mr. Jones, I hope that this matter is resolved between you and Mr. Nagaruchi, because you have beautiful wife and such charming kids.
Before Hawkeye can answer back the phone goes dead. This causes Hawkeye to get even more worried, as he has never known Mr. Nagaruchi to use non Japanese people when conducting business. More thoughts race through his head as the cab driver finally pulls up in front of the High Dollar Kitty Kat Club, Hawkeye pays the cabby while getting out of the cab and makes his way towards the double set doors, that are protected by the two big gorillas. They step aside upon seeing Hawkeye walking up to them, one of the men opens the door and with a sly smile welcomes Hawkeye to the club. Hawkeye continues to quickly make his way towards the stairs next to the VIP section, almost knocking over one of the waitresses in the process. The men at the stairs, step aside and let Terry walk up the stairs and towards the door to the boss. Hawkeye knocks on the door and proceeds to enter when hearing the voice. The door closes behind Hawkeye, and sitting at his desk with the high back leather chair, wearing his small wire rimmed glasses,his pressed black suit, with a lime green tie, sits Mr. Nagaruchi.
I have seventy five thousand dollars in this satchel Mr. Nagaruchi, I ended up being able to pawn a lot of my stuff, I get that you are in control of my life and well being, but why the hell have you involved my wife and kids? Why the fuck did you send some.
ENOUGH! I do not have to answer questions that you ask of me. I do what I must in order to ensure that all debts owed to me are paid. You Mr. Joneson should have known that when you took loan from me to keep your wrestling organization afloat, that there were steep penalities involved, yet you chose to still take loan from me. I am not bad guy here you trying to make me out to be. I run a business, I must ensure that my business makes profits, I also must make sure that any and all debts are paid in full. I will admit some of the means may seem barbaric or even crude, but you know what? They work and get the job done. I am greatful for your payment of seventy five thousand, that is more then what your normal payments are but then again you were behind a bit. How is your wife and kids? I do hope that they are ok. I would hate to think something bad could happen to them here in Japan.
You fucking jerk! If anything happens to my family, I will kill you and every single person who works for you, there was no reason to involve my family into any of this, yet you chose to include them. I have tried, and tried, to meet your demands. I have worked hard on paying you back, yes it may not be as good as it should, but there should be no reason to involve my family.
Hawkeye proceeds to approach Mr. Narguchi's desk, the guards on either side prepare to step out of the shadows and make there way towards the small man. Mr. Narguchi waves them off with a hand, and a cold dark smile comes across his face, as he watches The Flying Assassin take the satchel and lay it on the desk. Hawkeye turns to walk away and leave but is stopped suddenly by Mr. Narguchi's voice.
You know Mr. Joneson, I hope that you learn better manners in future when you come to me. I will let your disrespect slide just one time. Next time I will not be so forgiving. Now since business is done, I suggest you go home and prepare for your next show. Wife and kiddies are depending on you to come through and save them.
The Flying Assassin begins to turn on the balls of his heels, wanting to confront the man, but thinks better of it as he walks out of the office and down the stairs, out through the patrons and into the cold night air. The Legend known as Hawkeye, wraps his coat around him and begins to walk home, thoughts of where his wife and kids could be, again begin to run through his mind as the brisk night air makes contact with his skin.
EOT
