Jacob Trance Posted May 28, 2020 Share Posted May 28, 2020 The noise from the crowd is long gone as we move into the doctor's office, sat on the examination table is Jeremiah Tully, holding an ice pack firmly against his right eye having been the recipient of a brutal post match attack. Tully: Y’know, back in my day if you whipped a man like a misbehavin’ dog you didn’ have t’go worryin’ bout a couple of snakes gettin’ at ya from behind. And mark my words Prince, you did get a whippin’, it don’t matter if you blind sided me when it didn’t matter much. Tully grimaces. Tully: Now it’s about as black and as white as my right eye that the time’s, Mr Dylan, are a-changin’. Tully removes the pack, revealing a severely swollen eye, so much so it’s practically closed. Tully: Thing is… I can still see… Tully points to his left eye, chewing something. Tully: Outta this one… So keep your own two peepers open, but you boys won’t have t’look too hard… I’ll be comin’ right for you. Tully goes back to icing his eye as the scene fades out. 5 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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