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Post by Cameron Kincaid on Dec 15, 2007 23:54:05 GMT -5
Oh noez! He hadn't even introduced himself. Talk about rude eh? He gets up from his seat after shrugging the invite off a bit, making his way over and extending his hand as he replies... "Sorry bro'. Cameron. Cameron Kincaid."A brief handshake ensues between the two men, before Cameron takes his place across from him with his coffee firmly in his hand. After a few moments of getting situated he continues on, answering his question of his experience in the world of professional wrestling..."...But yea...Worked for three promotions so far. One in New York, one in Detroit. Miss Wallace was the CEO of the one back in Detroit and was on the staff back in New York. The other? Meh...No need to even mention it really since it didn't even last that long."
"But I got enough in ring time I gotta say. Still got a lot of improving I think I can do though. No major titles held really either. Never was my thing. Until this year. I wanna grab a few if I can. What about you? How much in ring time you got on your resume man?"
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Post by md on Dec 16, 2007 0:11:57 GMT -5
Kincaid huh? Is that Scottish or something? Kinda has a good ring to it though, Cameron Kincaid. Certainly isn't something forgettable, just like Miles Divine. And the guy's got big promotions under his belt. Maybe he could learn a thing or two from him? Or maybe, just maybe, he could teach the old-timer the few tricks Miles has up his sleeve? Me? Belt-wise, had just one, but I kinda had to drop it, to come up here. I'm from the MIA. Ya know, Florida. Did some indy work in Tallahasee for the most part, and a few untelevised shows up and down the east coast, so you could say I'm a rook. I could tell you that I'm not though, technically speaking. Second generation soon-to-be superstar right here. But anyway, about that belt deal. I won the cruiser title in a small promotion in Tally, battle royal to be exact. Same night, I came across that notice about GCW. So, I went out there, took what was mine all along there, tossed it back into their faces, and here I am. First goal? Securing my spot on the road to the gold. Mr. Divine for breakout star of the GCW cruiser division and its very first champ. Sounds good to me. He takes a sip of his wine.
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Post by Cameron Kincaid on Dec 16, 2007 0:41:25 GMT -5
Cam raised an eyebrow as a smile crept across his face. This guy was confident. DAMN confident. And had big aspirations for himself here in GCW too. He could relate easily with that mindframe. No need to shoot to be on the bottom of the totem pole now was there?
"Got it all mapped out I see. Nothing wrong with that at all. Gotta have a plan on where you wanna go in this business. At all times really. Things can change so fast right in front of you, your head will spin. But from what you're saying, you're at least ahead of some of the newer guys I've met here. Some haven't even stepped INTO a ring yet and want contracts. Probably end up a paraplegic or something.
Meh...
But hopefully we can both accomplish the goals we set for ourselves this season bro'. I'm out for some tag team gold. A FEW reigns actually. A singles title along the way if things go right and...Well the other one pertains to a certain female but...Yea it's still a goal of mine. How's about you? Got yer eye on any of the ladies around here? There's like a shit load of em' to choose from."
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Post by md on Dec 16, 2007 0:53:11 GMT -5
People who haven't stepped into a wrestling ring even once are getting contracts?! What's up with that? Oh yeah, the jobbers. Makes sense, Miles thinks. As he's taking another drink of his wine, he downs more than he should have, causing him to get all choked up. That wasn't the reason he did though. Miles wasn't kidding anyone. The question uttered took him by surprise. So much for that whole getting his mind off of women for a while... My bad. Umm, swallowed my gum there. Yeah but I haven't seen a lot of them to be honest. Some here and there, more in here than anywhere else. Maybe I need to patrol the grounds a little harder then. But I have my eyes set on one little lady I met today. Knocked my fine-ass feet from right underneath me. And here I thought I was the one who should be FINE sweeping people...He puts down the glass of wine, before he makes a fool out of himself again. Some food would do him good, while he listens on.
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Post by Cameron Kincaid on Dec 16, 2007 1:02:00 GMT -5
"Pfftt... You missing out I gotta tell ya. Quite a few around here look good for a little "white washing" session if you know what I mean..." A slight pause as he raises the cup to take another sip from it before raising his hand and giving a thumbs up to the man across from him. Lowering the cup to the table once again he replies... "But just have a gander around bro'. I'm a one woman kind of guy now so...Somebody's gotta do it for me. Hell to be honest...If not for Sakura...I'd be trying to bang the entire staff myself. Talk about some hot bitchez....Yeeeesh...Dude the ass on Amanda is like freakin'...*Shivers* I can see bouncing quarters off of it with Noooo problem. Candice? Gotta love the blonds. That lady could most definitely get it. Kimberly's got a rack like she's hiding two midgets under her shirt and Silvia...Well...Sassy is sexy so yea. White wash material...
...If I wasn't a one woman man of course... "
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Post by md on Dec 16, 2007 1:18:25 GMT -5
Miles taps his nose, reaches for his glass and slightly tips it toward Kincaid's direction. On the same page here it seems. Hold up, though. The Staff here is an all women show? Well he'll be damned... Something in particular catches Miles' interest however.Wait. Do you know Candice... umm personally?This guy was certainly right. When single, mingle to your heart's content. But, he just couldn't get HER out of his mind. Maybe he was a sucker for blonds? He'd seen enough of them in sunny Florida so that couldn't have been it. He might have given that whole "having his eye on that one he met today" though...
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Post by Cameron Kincaid on Dec 16, 2007 1:27:39 GMT -5
Cam paused and thought over the question a bit. Pondering just how many times he had even spoken to the woman including a few minutes before strolling back into the cafe. He honestly didn't know the woman all that well. But wouldn't mind getting to know her...In a professional way you pervs...
"Personally? Nah not really man, not really. I only met her like...3 times really. When I signed my contract here with GCW, back in Toronto while she was scouting talent at a little house show type of event and passed by her in the Tower back in Detroit once while she was leaving Amanda's office. Other than that? Nah. Only really seen her on television from up in Toronto. "
He lifts his cup again before suddenly looking across the table to Miles again. Pausing he lowers the cup with a smile on his face and replies...
"So you too huh? Don't sweat it. You're not the first to get caught up in that beauty of hers bro'. And damn sure won't be the last. But hey you never know, go for it. Ask her out. I hear she's like really really professional when it comes to things like that though but...If you gotta you gotta right?"
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Post by md on Dec 16, 2007 1:49:10 GMT -5
Damn. Note to self: stop being painfully obvious with all you say and do, Miles. Kincaid read him like a book, but from his take on her, she seemed like quite the exciting conquest. It sucks SO bad that she's technically his boss... and he'd let her boss him around all... FOCUS!You think I should?What kind of dumb question is that, Miles? Of course you should damn well fuckin' go for it. You're MILES DIVINE. The finest there ever was, the finest there ever is, and the finest there EVER will be! MISTER F.I.N.E.! Ladies' man extraordinaire with the finest charm since Shakespeare made Romeo a mac-daddy of the spoken word. Anyone else think this'll back fire though? He's so in over his head about this. You're damn right I should. Hey, sorry to meet and run, but I've got to get that handled like pronto, Kincaid. He takes out his wallet and several bills to pay his keep, tosses the money next to his half-eaten plate of food, bids his finest adieu to a friend?, slips on his jacket as he heads toward the door, and off Miles goes. Hopefully, he could catch Candi at her office before she calls it a day.
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