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Date Posted: 19:23:16 02/05/02 Tue
An old Italian man, the head
a the family that killed Rosette, is standing at a lectern. He has just
finished a speech justifying the murder. He has successfully persuaded the
crowd to join him and overtake the government, but he has allowed Caelius to
speak some praise of Rossete.
The old Italian man steps
away from a lectern walks off the camera. Everyone is applauding
him. Caelius walks up to the lectern wearing a black suit with a shiny
black shirt and tie. The ashes are off of his face and he is wearing
reflective sunglasses. He is speaking to a large crowd of Italian men and
a few women. There is a casket next to him. He looks at it, and
lowers his head. He begins to speak.
Friends, Italians, Family
members, lend me your ears; I come to bury Rosette, not to praise him. The
evil men do lives after them, The good is oft interred with their bones.
So let it be with Jon. The noble Tony has just told you Jon was
ambitious. If it were so, it was a grievous fault. And grievously
has Jon answered it. Here, under leave of Tony and the rest, for they are
honorable, I come to speak at Rosette's funeral. He was my friend,
faithful and just to me, but Tony says he was ambitious, and Tony is an
honorable man. He has brought many families wealth, and filled their
pockets full. Did this Jon seem ambitious? When the poor cried,
he wept; ambition should be made of sterner stuff. Yet Tony says he was ambitious
and Tony is an honorable man. You all saw that on New Years day, the
government tried three times to give him a position and and three times, he
refused. Was this ambition? Yet Tony says he was ambitious, and Tony
is an honorable man. I speak not to disprove what Tony spoke; but I am
here to speak what I know. You all did love him once, and not without
cause. What cause withholds you then to mourn for him? O judgment,
thou art fled to brutish beasts, and men have lost their reason. Bear with
me.
There are whispers of approval
in the crowd. Caelius
steps down from the lectern and looks around the room.
I found this in his closet;
'tis his will. Let but the commons hear his testament which, pardon me, I
do not mean to read, and they would go and kiss dead Rosette's wounds. But
have patience, gentle friends, I must not read it. It is not meet you know
how he loved you. You are not wood, you are not stones, but men. And
being men hearing the testament will enflame you and make you mad. It is
good you know not that you are his heirs; for if you should, O, what would come
of it.
He walks over to the casket
and summons the men to come closer.
Tony, as you know, was Jon's
angel. Jon trusted Tony's family more than any other. Judge, O God,
how dearly Jon loved him! This was the most unkindest cut of all!
Then I, and you, and all of us fell down, while bloody treason flourished over
us. Look you here! Here is himself, marred, as you see, wit
traitors!
Tony realizing what is
happening gets up to leave, but the crowd erupts with anger. A few of the
younger men tackle him and hoist him over their shoulders. Tony is carried of
the scene screaming. Caelius just watches. He walks out of the
building and into a black Cadilac that was awaiting him.
Well, Luke, that is one family
we don't need to worry about for awhile. You were right about that speech
too. We have the support of the other families as well. That really
was a beautiful speech, how did you know it would work.
The camera pans over to The
Drifter who is wearing a pin striped suit styled like the 1950. He smiles
at Caelius and begins to drive.
Last time Rome had such a great
leader die, it was used to persuade people to take arms against his assassins. Now, let's get back to the house. We need to finish
getting the plans for the big meeting ready.
Well, at least I don't have to wrestle this Friday, you know that pay-per-view
is coming up. Looks like the HWA will be getting a new set of champions...
I wouldn't mind having one of those belts myself... just like last time.
(Laughs) They are the most prestigious
belts in wrestling. Maybe someday you will... We need to get
you back in the ring and practice some of your old moves.
I don't know if I'll ever be a
high flyer again. I just can't see myself doing all that nonsense.
Maybe I shouldn't have come back to the HWA... my plan has already failed and
it's only been two weeks. None of the wrestlers want to join my
army. I don't know... maybe this whole thing is just not going to work
out.
(A flash of anger is seen in
Luke's eyes, he quickly bears his enlarged k-9 teeth.) Silence! You were
the best at one time... don't you know that! Look at Sean, he has turned
into a whining shit, do you want to be like that?! Look around the fed at
all the has-beens... you are still at the top of your game. You will have
the meeting with the crime families and government of Italy Thursday, then you
and I will work in the ring.
Look, I like you kid, I want to
help in any way possible, but don't piss me off. I realize your in charge,
but I am not about to let you screw up because you get a little emotional.
The best is yet to come. Don't worry about what those little shits at the
HWA think of you. You come from a better breed, Caelius.
First, thank you... I needed
that. Second, at the meeting Thursday, call me Charley. It will get
more respect with the family. Now, I need to get some rest before we have
to start sifting through all the paper work...
Caelius leans his head back
and closes his eyes.
The scene fades.
OOC: Have any comments about the events in my recent rp's? If so, e-mail me... thanks.
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