(04-23-2017, 09:28 PM)Doctor Louis DVille Said: Doc leans into Father Slathe and takes a looooooooooooooooooooong sniff from the exhaust of that Cuban he's holding.

You couldn't spare one of those could you, Father?

Doc takes another whiff and stares at the over-sized death stick pinched in Father Slathe's grasp.

I, uh, hate to inform you, sir, but your monster....? That Television Title of your's? It's pretty safe. Former UNIVERSAL Champions aren't eligible for that.

Doc takes his stare from the cigar to straight in the face of Father Slathe.

Or perhaps.... With the new UNIVERSAL perks that accompany holding this title, we could adjust those forbidding rules a bit....

Doc then takes his crooked eyed stare along with a devilish grin from Father Slathe to his fellow King and half owner of the XWF, Theo Pryce.

Father Slathe takes another drag on his Honey Cuban that put off enough essence to lure in the one and only Doc. Father Slathe then puffs the smoke out after swirling it around in his mouth for a few seconds. Waving the cigar in the face of Doc Deville with a slight grin, before pulling it back and resting it between his lips. Taking a couple more puffs as he reaches inside his robes pulling a silver cigar case with diamonds spelling "MS" in the center. Father Slathe opens the cigar case while still puffing away on his own. Holding the case in one hand, Father Slathe removes his cigar from his mouth so he can speak. Holding the case out toward Doc, Father Slathe winks at Doc before speaking.

Father Slathe: "Wow, now what kind of man would I be without enough of these delicious beauties to go around? Please don't confuse my hospitality and proper educate as weakness or a kneel of surrender. The Truth, the children of Htaed we consider ourselves warriors, depraved warriors but warriors. Death before dishonor. So please enjoy one of my cigars. Come for our Television Championship, well you won't enjoy what we will have to offer as much..."