Reflection...{O2A}

[King Vegas]

"*Sigh*...Christ...What on god's green earth is happening..."

The newspaper within his grasp was closed, placed on the table of the booth he sat idly inside of for the past twenty minutes...His eyes readily scanning over the text informing him of the fall of one of his closest associates "elsewhere"...An assassination attempt? The text he had read through the light tint of his trademark glasses would suggest it being so. Quite the unexpected and horrific situation for one of the men whom had assisted in quite a few "ventures" along with his family and closest associates over the course of the past few years. Now, it would seem that his career was over and done with...A legendary one it was yet, but now seemingly cut short because of an assassins bullet. A man whom Cross Genovese himself had idolized for years it would seem, even going as far as to pattern much of his own in and out of ring stature after this gentleman.

He leaned forward, his right elbow resting on the table as his hand found it's way to his face, supporting himself as he lightly brushed his fingers along the goatee of his facial features. He almost dreaded the news of whom had done such a thing. Dreading hearing that it would remain and "unsolved" case, in which he had encountered way too many of over the course of the past six months...Hopefully, the man's past affiliations hadn't come back to haunt him he thought, making a mental note to get in contact with his old friend as soon as possible, before a voice was heard, drawing his attention immediately as his vision arose from it's stagnant trance like state, making eye contact with...

[dayna]

A pair of eyes he had not seen in sometime. A pair of eyes that had vanished from his life almost all together. Not knowing if he even wished to see those eyes. The hatred he must hold for her in his heart had to be great. She stood in front of him. Her figure faltering not. Her hair was still short. Changed. She ran. Got scared? Something happened. She couldn't explain it. But the once proud Dayna Mariano had folded, and fallen to nothing. She couldn't explain it. But it had happened. Puppy dog eyes scaned the frame of the one she once called hers. Those same eyes began to slowly gloss over. Her head dropped. Hanging as if she had already hung herself on this night.

Cross...

[King Vegas]

Quite the ordeal we have here yes? He'd honestly never pondered such an encounter seeing as how things "ended" between the two of them...Merely nodding his head, he motioned his hand towards the seat across from him, as his own sights lowered towards the table once again, speaking...

"Dayna...Long time no speak...Or see...So, how has the single life been treating you by the way? Find what you were in search of I hope...?"

[dayna]

She didn't move. Her eyes stayed fixed on the ground beneath her. Despite the feeling that it could cumble and drop her into a bottomless pit. Hot air escaped her lips in a sigh. Her figure slowly shifted to wards her left hip.

I...


She couldn't speak. Nothing to say? Far from it. She the right words never coming foward. Why did she even come here. What made her want to see him again. When she couldn't even bare to look him in the eyes before...

I'm sorry. I should go.

[King Vegas]

"Running again are we...? I gather I shouldn't be surprised by that, should I?"

The only words to initially leave his lips, reaching down and pushing the now closed newspaper to the side as he leaned back against the booth, stretching his arm out along the back of it...His eyes still hadn't changed their point of focus, a long and deep sigh escaping his lips once again before speaking again, making sure to release every word before she could escape the audible range of his voice...

"It has to be becoming tiresome by now I'm sure...Believe me, I should know. I've done my share of running from problems in my day...So why Dayna? Why even make the initial overture only to run...Again? I deserve that much."

[dayna]

He was right. He did deserve that much. Her knees were becoming weak. It was Toronto all over again. This time it was her running back. Or running away. Another sigh escaped her lips this time aimed upwards blowing hair out from her eyes. Mustering effort. A lot of effort. She took a few steps closer to him. Her eyes now set on him.

You are right. I'm done running. I ran...and It lead me back here. I just...I can't muster the words to tell you what I am feeling...I can't even imagine what you are feeling... I'm....I"m sorry Cross...

[King Vegas]

Her words lingered in his thoughts almost...She was...Sorry...How many times had that word registered with his own sense of hearing, yet out of his own mouth...Many times over it seemed. Now, the tables were turned. A surreal moment it was, his trance like state returning once again as he struggled for words to speak, raising his hand towards an approaching waitress, signaling for her he wished not to place an order as of this moment. His hands finding their way back to the table again, the words replaying over and over in his mind. Sorry...He wondered if either of them truly knew the true meaning of the word at this point...

"...That makes two of us actually. I guess karma has come back to visit the King himself eh?...I see no reason for apologies at this point Dayna. Turnabout it fair play yes?"

[dayna]

No Cross. Don't crawl inside that shell. I am sorry. What I did was wrong. I never should have left. But I can't run or hide from the fact that I did. You just told me to stop running. So why do you in turn run from me now? You have no idea the things I have thought about. The things I wished I did differently. The things I wished I had said, or done. I am sorry for never saying or doing any of them Cross. From the bottom of my heart and soul. I am sorry.

A deep breath followed. She tried to be so strong but...she was weak. She was lost. She had strayed from the flock. No. She was never part of the flock. She had now become part of that flock. The flock she use to lead. She was but a mere sheep now. But sometimes to regain what you once were...you have to remember where you came from. She shook her head. Her own thoughts weren't even making sense anymore.

[King Vegas]

"Apology accepted Dayna. And I offer mine as well..."

He surprised himself with that one, yet he hoped he wasn't leading her on as to his reason for even having this conversation. Much had changed in the short time since their...Parting ways so to speak. His vision finally arose to meet hers, seeing the almost sense of turmoil in them as he continued...

"You know you could join me if you wish to?...I don't bite...Unless asked to."

[dayna]

I know...all to well...

Awkward...to say the least. Slowly she took the seat across from him. Letting her figure drop into the pedistal that would hold her grace for the duration of their conversation. She bit her lip again. She didn't know what to say. Obviously this was easier for him then it was for her. Revert Dayna. Remember who you use to be. You use to own this man. Wrapped around your finger like a string. A devious smirk crossed her face; and she shook her head.

How have things been Cross?

[King Vegas]

"Well I...I find it difficult to locate one word to describe things for myself the past few months. I'll just say that I've done a lot of...Searching, during that time. Yes. Searching. Healing still though I have to admit. A bit of traveling here and there as always. Mostly business, not much pleasure...But enough..."

"..."

"But, I'm sure you don't wish to be bored hearing of such things. I'm more interested in your activities as of late. Business...I mean. You can leave the "personal" things out for a later date if you don't mind...Heh Heh..."

[dayna]

Why is that Cross? Wish not here about someone ravaging my body? I thought the kiing himself would have moved on by now?

Here it is. Cue the I have moved on, I am the king, blah blah. Put up your shell. Come on Cross. Be typical. Like always. Her smirk only grew as she locked eyes with him again.

[King Vegas]

Very well played Ms. Mariano, very well played. Just...Not good enough...

"Oh no, please don't confuse my manners for anything such as that Dayna. Please, if you wish to discuss then please..."

He once again leaned back against the booth, a smile coming over his face suggesting he'd quite enjoy hearing this...

"...Don't allow me to hold you back. Been enjoying your freedom?...As I have..."

[dayna]

When didn't you enjoy yourself Cross? Being married never stopped you.

She smiled. Oh Cross. You are so see through. If only that shell of yours actually did something anymore.

So hearing about how Reco rocked my world in ways you could only dreamed of? Or maybe how Ariel even did that. Hmm so many many to choose from. Thought I'm sure you found another oh what was it....Yes a dog. You alway were fond of the animals weren't you. I mean you did LET me go after all. How is your dog anyways? I'm sure one of them is around here somewhere.

Dayna pretended to look around. Oh that felt good. So true it all was. Cross was a hornball. And skanks loved his money and power. So they alway spent most the time on their backs for him. No wonder he couldn't handle one like Dayna Mariano. She already had the power and the money.

So much happened. What would you like to hear about first Cross? I'm sure that perverted little mind of yours is craving some sexual attention. I mean either you resorted to your dogs. Or you'll want to hear my stories so you can at least...pretend.

Your move sir.

[King Vegas]

"Re...Reco? Gay much? And please let's not even mention Ariel dear. People ARE attempting to enjoy their meals here yes? We wouldn't want to start some sick chain reaction vomit fest now would we?...You could have at least chosen to whore out for attractive people or ones that actually...Well...Are Present on occasion. Not absentee insignificant asses. Talk about downgrading."

"And please Dayna...The high school jabs of "This person was better" or "She did this to me and..."...I mean truly, do you believe such an outdated and horribly strategically plotted verbal attack such as that would even bring forth even the slightest discomfort in yours truly? At this point?"

"Hm, of course you do, of course you do. Because...You're Dayna Mariano aren't you? Yes...The one true Queen. The one true Queen whose IRONICALLY become what she proclaimed to loathe oh so much herself..."

"Dare I say...Dog? All the insults, all the harsh words for those...Lovely and oh so generous women who line up to "spread their wings" for His Majesty, and now...You've become part of the K-9 crew yourself. Amazing. If I would have known I would have brought along a gift of some sort. A chew toy or a new bowl for you. I feel I came unprepared now. The least I could have done was have a small appetizer for you once you arrived. Gravy Train or...Meh, no matter. But alas, to each his own yes...?"

"Yet with all that you just spoke Dayna...You...Made the overture...Towards yours truly this evening...Now didn't you? How interesting is that "wifey"? Shell? Ha Ha...No Dayna my love, there's no shell anymore. There's no need for it. It's not as if anyone is worthy of the effort of lowering that shell anyway...Wouldn't you agree?"