Post by steelmorrigan on Apr 8, 2018 11:00:53 GMT -5
One….Two
The moment between the second and third count seemed to last forever for Kyle, the next few moment nothing but a blur as Taane handed the belt over , then came an even better celebration than the last one, even Jesse was involved.
And Kyle was out on a balcony leaning on his forearms watching the Boston streets, listening to the music inside and very much enjoying the quiet and sipping a big beer.
Clint joined him on his left and Jesse on his right as Jesse spoke first.
“So what now Boy?”
A small chuckle.
“Keep winnin’ keep fightin’.”
He nodded a bit and smirks.
“I wasn’t taking about that I’m talkin’ about Clint over there.”
Kyle blinks at the two and he looked between them with a frown and a soft.
“What about Clint?”
Jesse dropped his head face palming just a bit.
“Kyle, Clint Likes you, even a ornery ol’ coot like me can see that.”
Kyle coved his face and blushed hard even as Clint and jesse chuckles and Jess patted his shoulder to wander off.
“Now I’ve dropped you good an in it…I’m outta here, later champ.”
Kyle sighed even as Clint looked just as Awkward as Kyle does smirking.
“I have no idea how he figured it Kyle…He’s right but I c’n go..I dun wan..”
Kyle shook his head and looked back out to Boston.
“It’s fine Clint, I had noticed, you came onto me drunk, I wasn’t exactly sure how t’ take it.”
Clint looked embarrassed and rubbed the back of his neck even as he said.
“Yeah I been known to feel froggy when I got liquor in me, look man I don’t wanna.”
Kyle chuckles and said causally.
“I haven’t had a boyfriend since I left college Clint, ‘s not like I’m used to it.”
Clint about fell over.
“Wait what..you..in college? But you were on the team! Running Back ..I thought..”
Kyle simply and quietly responded.
“Don’t ask, don’t tell ain’t just for the Army Clint. There’s a lot about me you never figured. Jesse Knows, Pa knows. Texas ain’t exactly th’ place for it.”
Clint just stared at Kyle and licked his lips.
“So, what about it?”
Kyle blew a breath and chuckles, dangling the bottle between his fingers considering and smirking a bit.
“Lemme think about it Clint, that’s not a no It’s a I wanna think about it ‘kay?”
Clint manages a smile and pats his shoulder to squeeze and then nods moving off with a soft.
“You’re a good man Kyle Frye.”
And with that Clint wandered off , leaving Kyle to his thoughts.
Onwards and onwards.
We fade in on Kyle’s form stretching up even as he’s taping his wrist up face grim with determination.
“Folks say that winnin’ a belt ain’t the hardest step in belts it’s the keepin’ now I gotta gove Taane his own an’ say on any given night that match coulda gone either way ain’t nuthin;’ certain except th’ fire in our bellies and a desire to win. This time? I wanted it more.”
A nod of his head.
“An’ jes’ to show that anythin’ can happen seems There’s somethin’ rotten happenin’ in town now that we got ourselves a new mayor in town an’ I ain’t seen nothin’ like this ever.”
A sigh looking down as he flexes a fist.
“Ordinarily I’d be pumped about facin’ a man like Spike Kane, or workin’ with Taane instead o’ against him but this? This ain’t right.”
He smirks.
“I dunno what Ethan King is wonderin’ or reckonin’ by doin’ this but this s a lynch mob he’s asking us t o form, Now some folk got no problem wailing on Spike help or not but I dunno about you but if I gotta choose between doin’ what’s right and doin’ what I’m told?”
A long, long long pause.
“Then I guess I’m gonna do what’s right, and if that means putting’ the dauntless on th’ line because I ain’t joining a posse that King out together to ..I dunno teach Spike Kane a lesson then that’s what I’ll do.. No mistake about it.”
He chuckles and wrinkles his brow smirking.
“That’s right King, if I gotta lariat everyone in m’ way then that’s exactly what I’m gonna do, I’m not gonna play hired gun in a match that entirely unfair I ‘m not gonna lynch the guy yo just beat in order to add to his embarrassment I’m not gonna have anythin’ to do with it, and if you push the issue I will walk across that ring and stand next to Spike Kane.“
A small chuckle.
“Hell I might do that anyway.”
Kyle chuckles knowingly and rolls his neck.
“So I’m gonna rock up, I’m gonna show up, But I ain’t aiming to play ball, I ain’t aiming to walk anyone’s path but my own and anyone who figures to work against me?”
A roll of his arm tapping the wrist tape.
“Lariat’s a hell of an equalizer, lemme show you what I mean.”
A tilt of an invisible hat.
“Yippie-Ki-Yay.”
Fade out.
The moment between the second and third count seemed to last forever for Kyle, the next few moment nothing but a blur as Taane handed the belt over , then came an even better celebration than the last one, even Jesse was involved.
And Kyle was out on a balcony leaning on his forearms watching the Boston streets, listening to the music inside and very much enjoying the quiet and sipping a big beer.
Clint joined him on his left and Jesse on his right as Jesse spoke first.
“So what now Boy?”
A small chuckle.
“Keep winnin’ keep fightin’.”
He nodded a bit and smirks.
“I wasn’t taking about that I’m talkin’ about Clint over there.”
Kyle blinks at the two and he looked between them with a frown and a soft.
“What about Clint?”
Jesse dropped his head face palming just a bit.
“Kyle, Clint Likes you, even a ornery ol’ coot like me can see that.”
Kyle coved his face and blushed hard even as Clint and jesse chuckles and Jess patted his shoulder to wander off.
“Now I’ve dropped you good an in it…I’m outta here, later champ.”
Kyle sighed even as Clint looked just as Awkward as Kyle does smirking.
“I have no idea how he figured it Kyle…He’s right but I c’n go..I dun wan..”
Kyle shook his head and looked back out to Boston.
“It’s fine Clint, I had noticed, you came onto me drunk, I wasn’t exactly sure how t’ take it.”
Clint looked embarrassed and rubbed the back of his neck even as he said.
“Yeah I been known to feel froggy when I got liquor in me, look man I don’t wanna.”
Kyle chuckles and said causally.
“I haven’t had a boyfriend since I left college Clint, ‘s not like I’m used to it.”
Clint about fell over.
“Wait what..you..in college? But you were on the team! Running Back ..I thought..”
Kyle simply and quietly responded.
“Don’t ask, don’t tell ain’t just for the Army Clint. There’s a lot about me you never figured. Jesse Knows, Pa knows. Texas ain’t exactly th’ place for it.”
Clint just stared at Kyle and licked his lips.
“So, what about it?”
Kyle blew a breath and chuckles, dangling the bottle between his fingers considering and smirking a bit.
“Lemme think about it Clint, that’s not a no It’s a I wanna think about it ‘kay?”
Clint manages a smile and pats his shoulder to squeeze and then nods moving off with a soft.
“You’re a good man Kyle Frye.”
And with that Clint wandered off , leaving Kyle to his thoughts.
Onwards and onwards.
We fade in on Kyle’s form stretching up even as he’s taping his wrist up face grim with determination.
“Folks say that winnin’ a belt ain’t the hardest step in belts it’s the keepin’ now I gotta gove Taane his own an’ say on any given night that match coulda gone either way ain’t nuthin;’ certain except th’ fire in our bellies and a desire to win. This time? I wanted it more.”
A nod of his head.
“An’ jes’ to show that anythin’ can happen seems There’s somethin’ rotten happenin’ in town now that we got ourselves a new mayor in town an’ I ain’t seen nothin’ like this ever.”
A sigh looking down as he flexes a fist.
“Ordinarily I’d be pumped about facin’ a man like Spike Kane, or workin’ with Taane instead o’ against him but this? This ain’t right.”
He smirks.
“I dunno what Ethan King is wonderin’ or reckonin’ by doin’ this but this s a lynch mob he’s asking us t o form, Now some folk got no problem wailing on Spike help or not but I dunno about you but if I gotta choose between doin’ what’s right and doin’ what I’m told?”
A long, long long pause.
“Then I guess I’m gonna do what’s right, and if that means putting’ the dauntless on th’ line because I ain’t joining a posse that King out together to ..I dunno teach Spike Kane a lesson then that’s what I’ll do.. No mistake about it.”
He chuckles and wrinkles his brow smirking.
“That’s right King, if I gotta lariat everyone in m’ way then that’s exactly what I’m gonna do, I’m not gonna play hired gun in a match that entirely unfair I ‘m not gonna lynch the guy yo just beat in order to add to his embarrassment I’m not gonna have anythin’ to do with it, and if you push the issue I will walk across that ring and stand next to Spike Kane.“
A small chuckle.
“Hell I might do that anyway.”
Kyle chuckles knowingly and rolls his neck.
“So I’m gonna rock up, I’m gonna show up, But I ain’t aiming to play ball, I ain’t aiming to walk anyone’s path but my own and anyone who figures to work against me?”
A roll of his arm tapping the wrist tape.
“Lariat’s a hell of an equalizer, lemme show you what I mean.”
A tilt of an invisible hat.
“Yippie-Ki-Yay.”
Fade out.