Post by Jordan "Bullet Proof" Glass on Apr 3, 2007 18:58:08 GMT -5
| Leave the lights down low .. |
The shutters were closed in the humongous restaurant, which he had rented out for a special night with his princess. Not one person was in the full building besides the two cooks and waiter he had paid to remain there for the evening. He had also made it clear that when he told them to leave, they would leave whether they liked it or not.
There he sat, across from the woman who made him whole, in the beautifully crafted wooden chair with a soft bottom and back so that it was not uncomfortable. He gazed into her amazing brown eyes, and she gazed into his luscious green ones.
On his finger was the shimmering golden band with the blood red ruby, and on hers was a matching golden band with the deep blue sapphire. Both of the gems shone in the flickering candle light.
On the table was a chrome bucket of ice with a bottle of the finest champagne wrapped in a white cloth inside of it. Also on the table were two wine glasses, both drained empty, and the candles which brightened the small, but quaint room.
Jordan "Bullet Proof" Glass was dressed for perfection tonight, wearing a black blazer with a white button-up shirt underneath. His legs bore a pair of dark blue jeans and on his feet were a pair of black leather shoes.
Seraphina, on the opposite side of the table, had a thigh length purple dress on. It had spaghetti straps and was tight around her legs. It accentuated her curves perfectly, setting her off unlike any other woman you had ever seen. She was a sight to be seen. So beautiful, so wondrously perfect.
Her hair was whip straight, dangling around her shoulders. Her earrings had bright pink stones in them which also reflected the light of the shining candles. Around her neck was a beautiful silver necklace with a matching silver heart-shaped locket.
They sit there, staring into one another's eyes for minute after minute. It seems like an eternity before one of them even blinks. Jordan smiles, showing off his pearly whites, then decides to break the silence.
Jordan ~ This is nice, isn't it?
Seraphina smiles, her teeth glinting in the candle-light.
Seraphina ~ Yeah, it is.
Jordan's smile grows again, showing off more of his diamond-like teeth.
Jordan ~ See, I told you I could be romantic when I wanted to be.
Seraphina's smile disappears. She rolls her eyes, sitting back in the chair, slumping immensely.
Seraphina ~ So that's what all this was, just to prove you 'could be romantic when you wanted to be'. Jordan, I can't believe you sometimes.
Jordan's eyes go wide with surprise and he shrugs, not knowing what he did wrong.
Jordan ~ What'd I do?!
Seraphina rolls her eyes again, looking away from Jordan, as if she cannot stand to look at him anymore.
Seraphina ~ I want you to WANT to do these kinds of things, not do them because I said you couldn't. I want you to do these kinds of things because you want to show me how much you care about me.
Jordan ~ But Sera, honey, I did do this to show you how much I care. I did this to show you I'd do anything for you. I spent thousands of dollars to get this night just the way you wanted it. I bought your favorite scented candles, I rented your favorite restaurant, I even made sure that it was your favorite table that we got. What else do you expect me to do?!
Seraphina gets to her feet and places her hands on the table, leaning forward as if she is going to jump on Jordan.
Seraphina ~ I EXPECT YOU TO SHOW ME YOU ACTUALLY CARE ABOUT ME FOR ONCE!
Jordan tries to look serious but snickers.
Jordan ~ Nice cleavage.
Seraphina looks as if she's going to explode.
Seraphina ~ ARGG!!
She turns and begins to storm off, but Jordan gets to his feet and points at her.
Jordan ~ Seraphina Elizabeth Hayes, you get back here right now. I did all this special stuff for you tonight and I'm not going to let you ruin it by storming out like always.
Seraphina spins on her heel, almost toppling over because of the three inch heel on her shoe, and glares at Jordan.
Seraphina ~ Don't you tell me what to do, and don't ever call me by my full name.
Jordan smiles, eyes sparkling.
Seraphina ~ Oh no, don't you do that. You know that always gets me. You're not allowed to do that Jordan. That's not fair.
Jordan's smile is now from ear to ear, as if he were a small child and were just given an ice-cream cone.
Jordan ~ Honey .. come here please?
Seraphina sighs.
Seraphina ~ Okay .. I give up. You know I can't stay mad at you when you have that face on.
She begins to walk toward Jordan as he laughs a little.
Jordan ~ Why do you think I always use it?
They both laugh as Jordan opens his arms and Seraphina falls into him. He holds her tightly, as if he wasn't going to see her ever again. She raises her head up so she's looking up into his eyes. Jordan kisses her lips lightly.
Seraphina ~ I have to go use the ladies room, okay?
Jordan gives her a weird look.
Jordan ~ Are you asking me if you can go use the washroom?
Seraphina shakes her head disgracefully.
Seraphina ~ No, I was just letting you know where I was going. What would you think if I just turned and walked out of the room?
Jordan lets go of Seraphina and she begins to walk toward the door.
Jordan ~ I wouldn't think much of it, it wouldn't be the first time.
Seraphina looks back over her shoulder.
Seraphina ~ Oh thanks.
.. she said sarcastically. He smiles as she walks out through the door.
Jordan ~ I love you!
.. he calls out behind her.
Seraphina ~ I love you too!
.. can be heard in the distance. Jordan takes his seat once more, turning toward the camera. His eyes are sparkling, the little lights dancing around the beautiful orbs set in his head. His hair was a tangled fray atop his head, as per usual, and his lips were smooth and moist as he spoke.
Jordan ~ Now while I have a moment ..
Jordan clears his throat loudly, then looks back into the camera.
Jordan ~ .. I'll talk some business. Corporal, you say your fists are .. how did you put it? .. "as piercing as rounds."
Jordan chuckles.
Jordan ~ I don't care if your fists are made of diamonds, at Side Effect there is no way you will triumph over me. I, Jordan "Bullet Proof" Glass will reign supreme, as I have since my debut.
You lost at Fool's Revenge. I'll give you the benefit of the doubt seeing as it was against the World Champion, Szaban, but your fate there will be repeated at Side Effect. I don't care if you did make him bleed, you will not shatter the Bullet Proof. You ain't got a snowball's chance in hell, Corp. Not a chance.
Just then, Seraphina walks back into the room. She looks puzzled as she looks at Jordan.
Seraphina ~ Who are you talking to?
Jordan turns his head sharply, smiling at Seraphina.
Jordan ~ Just sending a message to Punishment. No big deal. Now, lets eat.
WAITRESS!
As Seraphina sits down, a man walks into the room. Jordan and Seraphina snicker as he asks them what they would like to eat. Their voices fade as the camera moves out of the room and off the scene.
Your screen goes black as you turn it off. You get out of your seat and walk into the kitchen. That restaurant has made you hungry.
| .. so she knows I mean business. And maybe we can talk this over, because I could be your best bet, let alone your worst ex. |
The shutters were closed in the humongous restaurant, which he had rented out for a special night with his princess. Not one person was in the full building besides the two cooks and waiter he had paid to remain there for the evening. He had also made it clear that when he told them to leave, they would leave whether they liked it or not.
There he sat, across from the woman who made him whole, in the beautifully crafted wooden chair with a soft bottom and back so that it was not uncomfortable. He gazed into her amazing brown eyes, and she gazed into his luscious green ones.
On his finger was the shimmering golden band with the blood red ruby, and on hers was a matching golden band with the deep blue sapphire. Both of the gems shone in the flickering candle light.
On the table was a chrome bucket of ice with a bottle of the finest champagne wrapped in a white cloth inside of it. Also on the table were two wine glasses, both drained empty, and the candles which brightened the small, but quaint room.
Jordan "Bullet Proof" Glass was dressed for perfection tonight, wearing a black blazer with a white button-up shirt underneath. His legs bore a pair of dark blue jeans and on his feet were a pair of black leather shoes.
Seraphina, on the opposite side of the table, had a thigh length purple dress on. It had spaghetti straps and was tight around her legs. It accentuated her curves perfectly, setting her off unlike any other woman you had ever seen. She was a sight to be seen. So beautiful, so wondrously perfect.
Her hair was whip straight, dangling around her shoulders. Her earrings had bright pink stones in them which also reflected the light of the shining candles. Around her neck was a beautiful silver necklace with a matching silver heart-shaped locket.
They sit there, staring into one another's eyes for minute after minute. It seems like an eternity before one of them even blinks. Jordan smiles, showing off his pearly whites, then decides to break the silence.
Jordan ~ This is nice, isn't it?
Seraphina smiles, her teeth glinting in the candle-light.
Seraphina ~ Yeah, it is.
Jordan's smile grows again, showing off more of his diamond-like teeth.
Jordan ~ See, I told you I could be romantic when I wanted to be.
Seraphina's smile disappears. She rolls her eyes, sitting back in the chair, slumping immensely.
Seraphina ~ So that's what all this was, just to prove you 'could be romantic when you wanted to be'. Jordan, I can't believe you sometimes.
Jordan's eyes go wide with surprise and he shrugs, not knowing what he did wrong.
Jordan ~ What'd I do?!
Seraphina rolls her eyes again, looking away from Jordan, as if she cannot stand to look at him anymore.
Seraphina ~ I want you to WANT to do these kinds of things, not do them because I said you couldn't. I want you to do these kinds of things because you want to show me how much you care about me.
Jordan ~ But Sera, honey, I did do this to show you how much I care. I did this to show you I'd do anything for you. I spent thousands of dollars to get this night just the way you wanted it. I bought your favorite scented candles, I rented your favorite restaurant, I even made sure that it was your favorite table that we got. What else do you expect me to do?!
Seraphina gets to her feet and places her hands on the table, leaning forward as if she is going to jump on Jordan.
Seraphina ~ I EXPECT YOU TO SHOW ME YOU ACTUALLY CARE ABOUT ME FOR ONCE!
Jordan tries to look serious but snickers.
Jordan ~ Nice cleavage.
Seraphina looks as if she's going to explode.
Seraphina ~ ARGG!!
She turns and begins to storm off, but Jordan gets to his feet and points at her.
Jordan ~ Seraphina Elizabeth Hayes, you get back here right now. I did all this special stuff for you tonight and I'm not going to let you ruin it by storming out like always.
Seraphina spins on her heel, almost toppling over because of the three inch heel on her shoe, and glares at Jordan.
Seraphina ~ Don't you tell me what to do, and don't ever call me by my full name.
Jordan smiles, eyes sparkling.
Seraphina ~ Oh no, don't you do that. You know that always gets me. You're not allowed to do that Jordan. That's not fair.
Jordan's smile is now from ear to ear, as if he were a small child and were just given an ice-cream cone.
Jordan ~ Honey .. come here please?
Seraphina sighs.
Seraphina ~ Okay .. I give up. You know I can't stay mad at you when you have that face on.
She begins to walk toward Jordan as he laughs a little.
Jordan ~ Why do you think I always use it?
They both laugh as Jordan opens his arms and Seraphina falls into him. He holds her tightly, as if he wasn't going to see her ever again. She raises her head up so she's looking up into his eyes. Jordan kisses her lips lightly.
Seraphina ~ I have to go use the ladies room, okay?
Jordan gives her a weird look.
Jordan ~ Are you asking me if you can go use the washroom?
Seraphina shakes her head disgracefully.
Seraphina ~ No, I was just letting you know where I was going. What would you think if I just turned and walked out of the room?
Jordan lets go of Seraphina and she begins to walk toward the door.
Jordan ~ I wouldn't think much of it, it wouldn't be the first time.
Seraphina looks back over her shoulder.
Seraphina ~ Oh thanks.
.. she said sarcastically. He smiles as she walks out through the door.
Jordan ~ I love you!
.. he calls out behind her.
Seraphina ~ I love you too!
.. can be heard in the distance. Jordan takes his seat once more, turning toward the camera. His eyes are sparkling, the little lights dancing around the beautiful orbs set in his head. His hair was a tangled fray atop his head, as per usual, and his lips were smooth and moist as he spoke.
Jordan ~ Now while I have a moment ..
Jordan clears his throat loudly, then looks back into the camera.
Jordan ~ .. I'll talk some business. Corporal, you say your fists are .. how did you put it? .. "as piercing as rounds."
Jordan chuckles.
Jordan ~ I don't care if your fists are made of diamonds, at Side Effect there is no way you will triumph over me. I, Jordan "Bullet Proof" Glass will reign supreme, as I have since my debut.
You lost at Fool's Revenge. I'll give you the benefit of the doubt seeing as it was against the World Champion, Szaban, but your fate there will be repeated at Side Effect. I don't care if you did make him bleed, you will not shatter the Bullet Proof. You ain't got a snowball's chance in hell, Corp. Not a chance.
Just then, Seraphina walks back into the room. She looks puzzled as she looks at Jordan.
Seraphina ~ Who are you talking to?
Jordan turns his head sharply, smiling at Seraphina.
Jordan ~ Just sending a message to Punishment. No big deal. Now, lets eat.
WAITRESS!
As Seraphina sits down, a man walks into the room. Jordan and Seraphina snicker as he asks them what they would like to eat. Their voices fade as the camera moves out of the room and off the scene.
Your screen goes black as you turn it off. You get out of your seat and walk into the kitchen. That restaurant has made you hungry.
| .. so she knows I mean business. And maybe we can talk this over, because I could be your best bet, let alone your worst ex. |
