Boxer and the Runaway ( closed thread )

[DeliciousMaiden]

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OOC:

This was a thread that didn't work for me.

Apologies all.

DM x

 

[DeliciousMaiden]

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[ariosto]

Vince Amado



Vince Amado stared out to sea and reveled in the golden glory of the sunset on the purpling waters of the caribbean.
Leaving London had been the best decision he'd made lately.
Fuck Paddy Doyle for sending him on a sightseeing tourist excursion, this was what he needed.
Hot sun in the day and star swept skies at night with the picture perfect dawn and dusk sandwiched in between.

He gripped the weathered rail of the verandah with hard caloused hands and closed his eyes wondering why he had made it so far when so many others had failed. He was good in a fight, he'd always been good in a fight. It's what took him out of
Hells Kitchen, first to a juvenile detention facility and then into the hands of Mike Jacobs, who saw the potential and then to Paddy Doyle who began to hone him into a contender.
They's saved his life and then he let them down big time.
Two months before the title fight...a rape charge. It was bull shit...but the bitch had seen the potential of the publicity and she'd ended up on Jay Leno while he went to prison for three years. The trail had bankrupted Paddy and killed Mike.
Now he was going to pay them back.
Twelve fights in 18 months...twelve wins all by KO and a shot at Braxton's title. He wasn't gonna let them down again.

He came to the island to have fun and relax but nothing crazy. He was barely drinking and had fended off the advances of several women who recognized him and wanted a shot at the 'Contender' themselves.
It was the island he'd allowed to seduce him...to embrace him in it's colors, to rock him to sleep with it's gentle winds.

He stripped off the light shirt he was wearing and bent down to lace his Nike's. Muscles rippled across his shoulders and bulged in his thighs. To anyone that saw him he was a lean, broad shouldered athlete. But Vince knew differently. He was fighting for the middleweight title, 160 pounds and he was 15 pounds away and would have to work like hell to get there.
The austerity of training camp at Lake Placid was upcoming but it wouldn't hurt to be halfway there when he checked in.

He'd been on the island for four days and already had developed a regimin for himself. Dawn and dusk were for running on the beach long easy runs in the cool brisk air.
He paused at the foot of the steps and looked in both directions.
To the south was San Pedro with it's jetset high rises, expensive shops, it's Club Med and the even more hedonistic Eden Resort.
To the north was the washed up hippy community of Port Isabel.
Rundown hotels, dangerous bars, cheap sex, and drugs.
The 'villa' he'd rented was midway between.
It was a tossup but he decided to turn his back on the glow of San Pedro and run north.
A flight of gulls swooped low and banked in that direction.
Vince smiled, a good omen.


He ran for a mile and was still breathing easily. His attention was on a cruise ship paralleling him far off shore so he didn't see the girl until he almost was on top of her.

"Jesuschrist!"

He put on the brakes but was off balance and fell into the hard sand two yards from her limp body. He stared at the dark form for a minute and then crawled over and shook her.

"Hey...HEY! are you okay?!"

 

[DeliciousMaiden]

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*Nice kid.*
Vince thought, she reminded him of the street tough girls he'd grown up with.
In the failing light he could still tell that she was quite pretty and had a nice figure. She was also drunk and hurt.
He ran his hand quickly over her body and she winced when he touched her ankle...
"Fuck off..." she mumbled again through the veils of alcohol and exhaustion.
It was sprained or broken, that seemed clear. She needed help.

It wasn't that far back to his place and he could call an ambulence from there. He carefully slipped his arms under her back and shoulders and lifted...she didn't weigh much and he wondered how long it had been since she'd had a square meal.

Tasha came around about halfway back and began to struggle...
"What the fuck...where are you taking me...put me down godammit..."

He tried to be reasonable...
"Your hurt...I've got a phone at my place we can call an..."
But she was out again, whether from pain or booze he wasn't sure.

The going was tough in the soft sand and by the time they got to the house, Vince was sweating.
*New kind of workout...I'll have to tell Paddy about this.*

He felt her tense up suddenly and realised she was staring up at him.
"Your ankles fucked up lady."
He started up the steps,
"You need a doctor."

 

[DeliciousMaiden]

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[ariosto]

She didn't want an ambulance. She didn't want to go to the emergency room either. She won the first point, but lost the last when she attempted to storm out the door as soon as he set her down in the house, and went sprawling on the hardwood floor in excruciating pain.
Vince picked her up and carried her out to his rented Celica, sitting her as carefully as he could on the backseat with her leg propped up.

The San Pedro Hospital was small but modern and the ER on this Wednesday night deserted.
They were processed through pretty fast once Tasha finally gave in and gave them the neccesary information.

Name...Natasha...Smith
Age..."eight..."CHRIST THIS HURTS!"...eighteen."
Address...Vince gave his.
Closest living relative..."None"

"Whose your insurence with?"
The receptionist asked cheerfully.
"What fucking insurence?"
Tasha looked like she was about to kill the girl any minute.
"I'm the responsible party."
Vince handed over his card.

"Like hell you are."

"Shut up Tasha...there's no strings attatched to this."

"There's always strings..."

The receptionist was back...beaming.
"Mister Amado! I knew you were on the island but I never thought I'd meet you! Would you autograph this for me?...please?"

Tasha watched in amazement as the big man blushed and scribbled his name on an index card.

"Who the hell are you?"
she whispered,
"A rock star?"

He laughed and waved as they gurneyed her away,
"Nope!...guess again.
I'll be waiting for you out here."

 

[DeliciousMaiden]

OOC: Over to you...

Aristo:

I'm opting out of this.

I have a very clear picture of Natasha, but as you intend to write her actions, her speech, her reactions and move the location of the story, I'll leave you to write all of her.

My picture of "my" character is somewhat different!
I can't write with a co-writer controlling events, sorry.

Enjoy!

DM