The scene opens up at a small private airport in San Antonio as Seifer is seen waiting outside with a phone in his hand.
“Alright baby, I’ll see you when I get back then�?keep kicking their ass in the meantime�?yeah I’ll call you when we land�?alright, bye.�?/FONT>
Click, click, BOOM! TERRORIST ARE ABOUT! Oh wait, that’s just Kurtis Beja. Ahem, yeah.
“Mr. Jacobs, we’re all ready for you.�?/FONT>
Says one of Seifer’s female flight attendants as he smiles and grabs his small bag and makes his way onto his private jet. Taking a seat where he usually does near the middle of the plane as he straps in for the take off.
“This is insane. First I was in New York, then Florida, then Texas, soon to be California, and back to Texas. Heh, and I’m still going to kick Ryan’s ass.�?/FONT>
Seifer smirks, proud of himself for being able to handle everything even with all that traveling as the jet takes off and the scene fades for now.
Opening up over California sometime later we are back inside of the jet as the Co Pilot steps out of the cockpit and into the main cabin where Seifer is currently lying on a leather sofa reading a book, ya know cause that’s what smart people do!
“Mr. Jacobs, Ken wanted me to let you know that we’re about twenty minutes from the airport.�?/FONT>
Seifer looks up from the book and raises the immortal brow, gwhaha, hey if Rock has one so can he!
“Airport? The event is starting in a couple of hours! Do you know how horrible traffic is down there? I’ll never make it to the arena in time. Not to mention I’ll have to bring some money and attempt to bribe them since it’s sold out.�?He thinks for a moment, “Actually I’ll just bring photographs of me and a sharpie and sign some autographs, those are worth much more anyways. Point is, it’ll take forever.�?/FONT>
“What do you suggest then?�?/FONT>
“Land on the roof.�?/FONT>
“What?!�?/FONT>
“YOU HEARD ME! Now go, don’t question MAH AUTHORATAY!�?/FONT>
“Do you wanna be shot down?�?/FONT>
Seifer shrugs, “Not really.�?/FONT>
“We can get a helicopter to transport you.�?/FONT>
Seifer’s eyes widen as he thinks of something else and jumps up, placing the book down on the coffee table in front of him. He heads to the back of the jet and into one of the storage compartments where he pulls out a backpack.
“No…�?/FONT>
Seifer turns around and puts it on, checking to see if everything is set.
“No? I’m freaking SIGH FUR! What they gonna do?!�?/FONT>
“Probably nothing if you get out of their quickly.�?/FONT>
“Damn straight. So it’s settled. There’s a park about a half a mile from the arena so just fly by there and I’ll jump, no biggie.�?/FONT>
“You’re insane Seif.�?/FONT>
“Immortally insane!�?/FONT> Seifer corrects as he goes and sits back down on the couch. This was going to be fun.
A few minutes pass by as Seifer grabs his bag and checks to make sure he has everything. Once he does he straps it to his chest and does the same with the parachute.
“Couple more minutes.�?/FONT>
Seifer nods his head and waits patiently as he finally stands up and goes over to the door as he straps himself to the side of the plane as his flight attendant straps up against the wall next to the door. The pilot yells from the pit.
“Good to go Seifer!�?/FONT>
Seifer smirks and puts quite a bit of force into opening up the door which gives the jet some major turbulence as he does so. He reaches forward and grabs on to guide himself as he reaches back with his right hand and unclips himself as the air sucks him right out of the jet and sending him into a free fall as the flight attendant manages to slam the door shut and lock it up as the jet acquires stability. It wasn’t the first time Seifer had done this, just never actually over a city, what a guy.
“WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!�?/FONT>
Is what Seifer yells as he falls through the sky. Seeing the Arrowhead Pond up in the not too far distant as it gets larger and larger, Seifer getting closer and closer to the park he had planned on landing in. Finally as Seifer gets close enough he pulls his chute which comes out immediately and slows Seifer’s fall to the earth as he glides down now near the end of the park as he coasts down and is heading straight for a wooden fence as he comes in a little too hard and ends up going right through it as he embraces his body for impact and eventually falls to the ground on a little small road right next to it, more like a driveway size.
Seifer quickly unhooks the chute and gathers it up, knowing that there were already plenty of people watching so as he rounds up his chute he puts on a black hat and makes his way across the street, people were looking but not too many stood and stared, they didn’t know who it was. Seifer finishes stuffing it in the backpack and then slows his pace, walking now as he heads up towards the arrowhead pond which was just starting to pile in people for the night’s event, UFC 59: Reality Check. He makes his way over there and heads to one of the back entrances, where VIP members go as he flips open his cell and dials Jake’s number, he soon picks up.
“Jake, where are you?�?Well come to the VIP entrance, I’m going to be there in about half a minute�?yeah I know, kind of had a hectic trip down�?I’ll explain when you get there, I doubt they’ll let me in without a pass�?alright see you in a few.�?/FONT>
He hangs up and makes his way over to the VIP section.
“Have a pass?�?/FONT>
“Actually no, but I was invited by Jacob Mitchell.�?/FONT>
“Have to have a pass sir.�?/FONT>
“He’ll be on his way down and clear everything up. I know a few of the guys anyways, it’ll be no problem.�?/FONT>
“Well so long as he clears you then that’s fine.�?/FONT>
A couple minutes pass and Jake makes his way out there as he reaches over the rail and shakes Seifer’s hand and eyes the stuffed up back pack. Seifer looks down at it and then at Jake as Jacob simply shakes his head and Seifer hands the security guy his ID as he checks it out and hands it back.
“Free to go. Take this VIP pass so they don’t hassle you.�?/FONT>
He reaches into his bag and grabs a VIP pass and hands it to Seifer who thanks him and steps inside as him and Jake make their way into the building.
“You jumped, you crazy bastard.�?/FONT>
“Wouldn’t of made it had I didn’t. You kinda let me know last minute!�?/FONT>
“So?�?Jake smirks.
“Gah, mines! Alright, when’s it starting?�?/FONT>
“Not for another hour or so, we’ve got some time. Was just in the octagon earlier, man brings back some memories.�?/FONT>
They head inside.
“I’m sure it does man. It would for me too, I picked it up a little when I first joined the nWs way back when, so I know kind of how you feel.�?/FONT>
“It was awesome. Almost as awesome as it will be tomorrow night when I take home the gold.�?/FONT>
“And Rebecca wins the half the Tag belts and I finally shut Cain up. It’ll be a grand night indeed.�?/FONT>
The two of them head back towards Ortiz’s locker room as Jake enters first followed by Seifer. Tito stands up and the two of them shake hands.
“Long time no see Seifer.�?/FONT>
“You too man. Thought I’d drop in and catch up with everybody and enjoy the show. And I literally do mean drop in.�?/FONT>
Jake just shakes his head and laughs as the scene fades out, leaving the three men in the locker room as the show nears start time.
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