Nick Mason: Cheers To That (Nick Mason RAVAGE RP)

[Scene opens with Nick Mason gazing intently at a television. Two men are rolling on the mat, fighting for a submission. Zef is off to the side. On the TV, one man, in red shorts, grabs the other man, in blue shorts arm. The man in red shorts twists his body around, bending the man in blue short's arm in a sickly manner. The man in blue taps quickly. Mason reaches for a remote, rewinding the film a few seconds, to just before the submission.]

Mason: There, that's where he made a mistake. Stuck his arm out, gave him an opportunity.

Zef: So what are you saying?

Mason: I'm saying i'm not going to make that mistake.

[Mason shuts off the TV, and stands up. He is dressed in a grey suit with a maroon shirt, and black dress shoes. Zef is in a dark blue suit with a white shirt, and brown dress shoes.]

Mason: what are we doing tonight Zef, seeing as how this might be my last time to hang out with you. Debut is soon.

Zef: What do think about going to our old haunt, Noire?

Mason: Fine by me. Last night to party.

[Nick and Zef walk out of the house, and climb into a lime green Jaguar. Zef starts the car, and the two friends drive off.]

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[Some time later, they arrive at Club Noire. It is a dark looking night club, illuminated only by the pink neon sign hanging above. "CLUB NOIRE" it reads. The boys get out of the Jag, and all eyes immediately turn to them. Maverick is now wearing a pair of Aviators. A valet comes over and hops in the car, taking it off Zef's hands.]

Zef: all eyes are on you, superstar.

Mason: You know it.

[Nick and Zef walk in the club, and are escorted by two blondes to the VIP area. A waitress hands them Nick and Zef drinks. Nick motions for two for the ladies, and the waitress hurries off.]

Stranger: Nick! Good to see you!

Mason: Hey there.

Stranger 2: Maverick, kick Veteran's ass!

Mason: I'm planning on it.

[Mason and Zef take seats, along with the two blondes. A broad shouldered man approaches them.]

Unknown Male: Mr. Mason, how good to see you here! How are things?

Mason: Thing's are great. Probably not as entertaining as managing this place, though.

Manager: Oh trust me, thing's get hectic. Especially when you come in.

Mason: What can I say, i'm good for buisness.

[Everyone laughs, as Nick takes a sip from his glass.]

Manager: For you Mr. Mason, drinks are on the house. Anything you need, feel free to ask.

Mason: Much appreciated.

[The Manager walks off, leaving Nick and Zef alone with the two blondes. Zef and his blonde are flirting, while Nick has a more bored expression.]

Nick's Blonde: It must be so exciting to be a WWX Superstar.

Mason: It is. Tell me, what's your name?

Nick's Blonde: Ashley

Mason: Ashley, that's a pretty name.

Ashley: Thank you. Nick is a very sexy name, if you don't mind my saying.

Mason: Thank you, and no, I don't mind.

Ashley: So, you and Tommy Lipton are friends?

Mason: Yes, something like that.

Ashley: Is something wrong? You seem distracted.

Mason: Nothing's wrong, just focused on my match.

Ashley: Veteran doesn't know what's coming.

Mason: I'm not worried about Veteran.

Ashley: Well, what are you worried about?

Mason: Look, no offence, but could you and your friend give me and my associate a moment? 

Ashley: Sure. We'll be at the bar.

[Ashley grabs her friend and they head off. It's clear that Ashley is very interested in Nick. It's also clear that Zef is very interested in Ashley's friend.]

Zef: What's up man?

Mason: You know what I vowed when my Dad left..?

Zef: What?

Mason: I vowed that I would make him regret walking out on me and my Mom. I vowed that I would make it, somewhere. Here I am, my debut in the WWX is nearing closer and closer, and i'm about to prove his decision to leave as a major failure. It's a funny feeling, realising a dream.

Zef: I don't quite follow.

Mason: I'm saying that i'm the next generation of WWX wrestler. I'm a self made success. I didn't need a father to guide me. 

Zef: Damn right, you didn't. You did it on your own. You Mom, me, and everyone you've ever met is proud of you. Win or lose, you have everyone behind you.

Mason: Don't worry, I'm winning my debut. I'm winning this match, and i'm winning the next one, and i'm winning all the way to the IWA Championship.

[The waitress brings two more drinks. Nick takes one, and Zef takes the other.]

Zef: To you, and the pursuit of a dream.

[Zef raises his glass.]

Mason: To you, and getting laid.

[Nick raises his glass.]

Zef: I'll drink to that.

Nick: Cheers, Zef.

Zef: Cheers, Mav.

[Zef and Nick clink glasses, and take a long gulp. They both stand, setting off for the evening's company. The scene fades to black.]