Post by RAM on May 23, 2023 3:14:49 GMT
RAM: Chicken-shit…
We find RAM inside a vacant office suite that he had been using for a dressing area. As he packs his gear into a red duffel bag, he looks to be visibly steamed that James Gilmore wouldn't throw a punch at him. But as he tried to put himself into a state of meditation, Caroline Machado burst through the open doorway, carrying with her a large manila folder with some important documents.
Caroline Machado: Hi!!!
Ram flinched as Caroline attempted to hug him.
Caroline Machado: You okay...?!
He sighed and shook his head.
RAM: JJ...JJ didn't wanna fight me. Why?!
Caroline Machado: I...I don't know for sure. Maybe it's because he thinks of you like a father would a son.
Ram plunked himself down on a folding chair as Caroline handed him the documents.
Caroline Machado: Oh, good news! Miss Monica and I ran into each other at the hotel this morning!!
RAM: What'd she want?!
Caroline Machado: She wanted me to hand you these…
He broke the seal and opened the folder. His eyes widened in shock as he gazes upon the words that were printed.
RAM: Court release papers?!
He continued reading the papers that his probation officer had sent him, eventually mustering a slight grin on his mug.
RAM: No more probation...glad that chapter of my life is done.
Caroline gently patted Ram on the shoulder.
Caroline Machado: Congratulations!! You can write a new chapter -- anything you like!!!
She chuckled just as the alarm on her phone buzzed. As the Brazilian made her exit, Ram felt a sense of relief course through his veins. Despite the setbacks he had endured, he was a free man -- free to do whatever he wanted to do with his life. Yet the sense of victory was short-lived, as Yulia Malakova -- James Gilmore's ex-wife -- stepped into the picture.
Yulia Malakova: A new chapter, huh?! You could write up a wonderful tale…
Ram scoffed at the thick Siberian dialect that Yulia was using.
RAM: Just who the hell are you?!
Yulia Malakova: Let's just say...one of your biggest fans.
Yulia saunted around Ram, studying him from head to toe.
Yulia Malakova: You want a way to get to JJ?! I...I know him more than he knows himself...
She paused, licking her lips at the opportunity that presented itself.
Yulia Malakova: I can feel the hate within you. Your past...your uncle David Grawn...your mother...you are on the verge of the tipping point.
Ram snapped.
RAM: State your purpose. Otherwise, I'm gonna throw your skanky ass out of my suite.
Yulia shot back.
Yulia Malakova: The way I see things, you are in a position to demand nothing. I, on the other hand, am in a position to grant...nothing. What I offer is what you seek...your focus, your destiny.
Ram took a deep breath, realizing that he wasn't going to win the debate.
RAM: I'm listening. What's in it for me...?!
Yulia Malakova: Simple...in your mind, every simgle opponent IS James Gilmore. You must do what is necessary -- and strike hard. Do not hesitate, show no mercy, do what must be done.
Yulia reached into her handbag and pulled out a can of Dr. Pepper -- Ram's favorite drink. The 19-year-old smiled from ear to ear, gleefully accepting the vindictive woman's offer.
We find RAM inside a vacant office suite that he had been using for a dressing area. As he packs his gear into a red duffel bag, he looks to be visibly steamed that James Gilmore wouldn't throw a punch at him. But as he tried to put himself into a state of meditation, Caroline Machado burst through the open doorway, carrying with her a large manila folder with some important documents.
Caroline Machado: Hi!!!
Ram flinched as Caroline attempted to hug him.
Caroline Machado: You okay...?!
He sighed and shook his head.
RAM: JJ...JJ didn't wanna fight me. Why?!
Caroline Machado: I...I don't know for sure. Maybe it's because he thinks of you like a father would a son.
Ram plunked himself down on a folding chair as Caroline handed him the documents.
Caroline Machado: Oh, good news! Miss Monica and I ran into each other at the hotel this morning!!
RAM: What'd she want?!
Caroline Machado: She wanted me to hand you these…
He broke the seal and opened the folder. His eyes widened in shock as he gazes upon the words that were printed.
RAM: Court release papers?!
He continued reading the papers that his probation officer had sent him, eventually mustering a slight grin on his mug.
RAM: No more probation...glad that chapter of my life is done.
Caroline gently patted Ram on the shoulder.
Caroline Machado: Congratulations!! You can write a new chapter -- anything you like!!!
She chuckled just as the alarm on her phone buzzed. As the Brazilian made her exit, Ram felt a sense of relief course through his veins. Despite the setbacks he had endured, he was a free man -- free to do whatever he wanted to do with his life. Yet the sense of victory was short-lived, as Yulia Malakova -- James Gilmore's ex-wife -- stepped into the picture.
Yulia Malakova: A new chapter, huh?! You could write up a wonderful tale…
Ram scoffed at the thick Siberian dialect that Yulia was using.
RAM: Just who the hell are you?!
Yulia Malakova: Let's just say...one of your biggest fans.
Yulia saunted around Ram, studying him from head to toe.
Yulia Malakova: You want a way to get to JJ?! I...I know him more than he knows himself...
She paused, licking her lips at the opportunity that presented itself.
Yulia Malakova: I can feel the hate within you. Your past...your uncle David Grawn...your mother...you are on the verge of the tipping point.
Ram snapped.
RAM: State your purpose. Otherwise, I'm gonna throw your skanky ass out of my suite.
Yulia shot back.
Yulia Malakova: The way I see things, you are in a position to demand nothing. I, on the other hand, am in a position to grant...nothing. What I offer is what you seek...your focus, your destiny.
Ram took a deep breath, realizing that he wasn't going to win the debate.
RAM: I'm listening. What's in it for me...?!
Yulia Malakova: Simple...in your mind, every simgle opponent IS James Gilmore. You must do what is necessary -- and strike hard. Do not hesitate, show no mercy, do what must be done.
Yulia reached into her handbag and pulled out a can of Dr. Pepper -- Ram's favorite drink. The 19-year-old smiled from ear to ear, gleefully accepting the vindictive woman's offer.