OOC: Hey peeps, sorry for the fast roleplay this week, I'm quite busy for the weekend and might not have been able to get a better one out. In this one I mostly continued the story from my latest roleplay. If I had more time I would have explained more about the beginning and what happened...Good luck to Dotty!

Downtown Missouri
Missouri...known in the United States of America as a violent state. Many crimes occur here every year just like anywhere else. But this specific state has a violent crime higher than most. From robberies and murders to racism offences between police officers and residents. On this night, however...it appears there was a dispute between a few men at a local bar in downtown Missouri that had called for the Missouri state police to arrive. A struggle and fight ensued between well known professional wrestler, Sheamus and a random man who seemed to have too much to drink. The only thing was, Sheamus didn't get arrested...instead it was his limo driver and friend, Jeeves.

"The Celtic Warrior" Sheamus: "Look I'm sorry, fella. I'll make it up to you."

Sheamus walks over to the cop car that the police officers are taking Jeeves away in.

"Limo Driver" Jeeves: "Just come meet me at the station, don't sweat it!"

Jeeves has his head pushed in under the car door as they close it behind him. Jeeves looks out to Sheamus worried even though he didn't want to make it seem like it. The police officers go ahead and talk to Sheamus as they get him to sit inside of another police cruiser.

"The Celtic Warrior" Sheamus: "I'm telling you the truth, the guy came at me first and tried to hit me. I didn't even touch him, you have to believe me, fella. I don't use my fists outside of the ring. I just finished working a show tonight."

Sheamus continues to plead his case and after several minutes waiting for thing's to be figured out and calm, he's released to go. They do however take Jeeves away as it appears that before the officers arrived on the scene, Jeeves pulled out his gun to scare off the attempted assault.

Fast Forward
Waiting by at a nearby court house, EBWF Superstar Sheamus has been informed that the charges had been dropped on Jeeves. His gun had been registered and he was released on bail thanks to Sheamus. Just as the matter is situated, Sheamus takes notice of Jeeves walking out a door and into the hallway towards him with his head down.

"The Celtic Warrior" Sheamus: "Jeeves!"

Sheamus calls him over as he looks concerned.

Jeeves: "Hey...look man I'm sorry."

Sheamus pats him on the back.

"The Celtic Warrior" Sheamus: "It's okay, fella. My bad. How did you get off so easy?."

Jeeves: "Well the officers dropped the charges due to my cooperation and took my gun..."

Sheamus smiles and then laughs hysterically.

"The Celtic Warrior" Sheamus: "HAHAHA! Are you serious?!"

Jeeves: "Hey man that's not funny...now how am I going to protect you? You told me to have a gun at all tim--"

Sheamus cuts him off, shaking his head.

"The Celtic Warrior" Sheamus: "Jeeves, please, fella...it's okay. I don't want to hurt you, but...I don't think I really needed your help back there at the bar, fella."

Sheamus begins to walk towards the exit door into a long corridor hallway. He and Jeeves walk side by side still discussing the events that just occurred.

"The Celtic Warrior" Sheamus: "Just focus on driving me to events, the airport, my hotel, and whatever else I ask of you. You're like a body guard, fella. But a body guard doesn't always need a gun. I fight with my fists every week and that's exactly what I plan on doing again in Louisville, Kentucky."

Jeeves stops dead in his tracks as he looks up to Sheamus, wondering what he is talking about.

Jeeves: "Louisville, Kentucky...what?"

"The Celtic Warrior" Sheamus: "We're heading there for Warfare. I've been booked in a match with pretty boy..."

Jeeves nods as they wait for cars to pass on the street so they can walk across it to their car.

Jeeves: "Dolph Ziggler or Tyler Breeze?"

"The Celtic Warrior" Sheamus: "Good question...but from what the phone call I got while you were locked up said, it's Tyler Breeze."

Jeeves and Sheamus make it across the street. Sheamus stands on the driver's side with Jeeves who looks confused.

Jeeves: "Isn't that the same guy, though? And uh...what are you doing? That's my side..."

Jeeves is obviously talking about the driver's side where he is use to being on taking "The Great White" Sheamus wherever he wants.

"The Celtic Warrior" Sheamus: "I know, but get in. For once, fella and I don't want you telling anyone...I'm driving you."

Jeeves is about to burst into laughter as Sheamus slaps him across the face.

"The Celtic Warrior" Sheamus: "Jeeves?! I told you...now get the hell in the car, fella."

Jeeves rubs the side of his face and then nods. He begins to walk over to the passenger side as Sheamus opens the driver's side door. As Jeeves opens his door and joins Sheamus inside the front of the car, Sheamus looks over to him and says...

"The Celtic Warrior" Sheamus: "Oh, by the way...you owe me some money for bailing your ass out."

Jeeves: "Ah crap...son of a b*tch!!!"

Jeeves looks frustrated and slams his hands on the dashboard. Sheamus and Jeeves now take off to the local airport in Missouri. Both men are heading to Louisville, Kentucky the next sighting for EBWF Warfare. Sheamus will take on Tyler Breeze not too far away from the next EBWF pay-per-view, Royal Rumble. As they reach the airport, go through the check in protocol and all the baggage checks too, Sheamus and Jeeves have boarded the plane, sitting side by side in their seats.

"The Celtic Warrior" Sheamus: "You're lucky your belongings were in the trunk of my car, ready for going back on the road...but I'm just wondering something..."

Sheamus smirks as Jeeves gives him The Rock like eyebrow.

"The Celtic Warrior" Sheamus: "Who let you on this plane with me, fella?"

Sheamus laughs some more at Jeeves.

Jeeves: "Come on dude, stop...I've had a hell of a night. I just want to go to sleep now."

Sheamus closes his lips together and seals them as he nods his head up and down.

"The Celtic Warrior" Sheamus: "Understandable, Jeeves. You do that, I'm going to write in my journal."

Seconds go by, and then minutes as Sheamus puts in his headphones and begins to write in his journal book.

"The Celtic Warrior" Sheamus: "Tonight was insane...I had my first EBWF match against Damien Sandow. I beat him with ease. Later on, after the show was over and I just went in to have myself a drink, I almost got in a dispute. I hope EBWF doesn't get upset over this. I'm just trying to be the best that I can be. I'm sure if Stone Cold Steve Austin was in that bar though, he would have opened a can of whoop ass. And that's just exactly what I plan to do in a few weeks at the Royal Rumble match."

Sheamus finishes putting the ink to his notepad as he takes a moment to collect the rest of his thoughts.

"The Celtic Warrior" Sheamus: "But first, I have my sights set on Warfare. I go up against Tyler Breeze. Much like him, I'm coming off a victory in my last match. This is a young stud we're talking about here. He's not just a pretty face, he's capable of pulling off some fancy moves and giving me a challenge. But that fella has got something coming to him. There's something Tyler Breeze doesn't know about me. I've been looking for a challenge. A real one, someone to push me to my limits and get me set for bigger and brighter things here. I'm ready to fight, fella."

Sheamus finishes his journal. He puts the pen down and then adjusts his seat back a little further. Laying his head back he closes his eyes shut, and in hours from now he will be landing in Kentucky. Sheamus is ready to fight, but the real question will be...is Tyler Breeze?