Post by Vito Brueck on Apr 23, 2024 20:44:12 GMT -8
Here we are, forty-eight hours removed from his victory at Glory. He currently is sitting in front of a roaring bon fire with his Siberian Husky laying next to his feet, watching the flames lick at the air. The sun has barely slipped past the horizon and sparks float into the sky like tiny fairies raising to get the highest in the air.
He is in a pair of baggy, faded jeans and an old, well worn t-shirt with an well loved green cardigan over the top of the t-shirt. Sitting a few feet to his right is his Tag Team partner, Silas Jessup. He sips a drink from a clay mug and watches the flames as well.
They sit in silence. Both men well aware of what lies ahead for the Wildman, Vito. Vito reaches down by his right foot and picks up an ice cold bottle of Dos Equis. He takes a swig from it and replaces it next to his foot.
“I still can’t believe I won…” Vito's voice shatters the silence, if you don’t count the popping of the logs in the fire. “I could win the Tidebreaker Championship! I could be the one to pry it from Aleki's grip…”
Silas nods in agreement, sipping from his mug before he sits up in his chair to get a better look at his partner and friend.
“You will be the next Tidebreaker Champion, brother! I have no doubt about it. Congratulations again. You deserve it!”
They smile at each other across the tips of the dancing flames. Silas raises his mug in salute while Vito nods and holds his bottle of beer up in return.
He is in a pair of baggy, faded jeans and an old, well worn t-shirt with an well loved green cardigan over the top of the t-shirt. Sitting a few feet to his right is his Tag Team partner, Silas Jessup. He sips a drink from a clay mug and watches the flames as well.
They sit in silence. Both men well aware of what lies ahead for the Wildman, Vito. Vito reaches down by his right foot and picks up an ice cold bottle of Dos Equis. He takes a swig from it and replaces it next to his foot.
“I still can’t believe I won…” Vito's voice shatters the silence, if you don’t count the popping of the logs in the fire. “I could win the Tidebreaker Championship! I could be the one to pry it from Aleki's grip…”
Silas nods in agreement, sipping from his mug before he sits up in his chair to get a better look at his partner and friend.
“You will be the next Tidebreaker Champion, brother! I have no doubt about it. Congratulations again. You deserve it!”
They smile at each other across the tips of the dancing flames. Silas raises his mug in salute while Vito nods and holds his bottle of beer up in return.