Post by vastrix on May 26, 2021 10:03:20 GMT -5
Backstage in the locker room, “Iron Bear” Joe Ghaven is sitting on the bench, fully dressed. He looks down at his Santa Clausesque bag by his feet in a sort of despondent sort of way.
Joe Ghaven: Did we do good? Ethan?
Ethan Mills is sitting on the bench nearby, a beer from a fan pressed to his lips as he takes a drink from it.
Ethan Mills: I don’t even fucking know. Armand told us to make sure that Steve Awesome don’t get up from this match. Ever. Esmeralda told us to protect him at all costs. What orders do we fucking follow? The money train could be stopped by either one. Well, I suppose there is another factor. Armand is elsewhere and Esmeralda is right here. I think she could take either one of us if she were so inclined. Me more than you, but you are a beast.
Joe Ghaven: You think that Armand would come here to deal with you in person?
Ethan waves him off with a laugh.
Ethan Mills: C’mon, he’s trying to prove to the world that the KGB is the top talent in SWAT by getting Eddie D to win the World title. He won’t come here...I hope.
Just then, both get the whiff of smoke and see Esmeralda von Krauss rounding the corner. She’s dressed to the nines in a shimmering red gown that is plunged down nearly to the belly button. She has her Egyptian cigarette in her foot long holder going, blowing smoke into the air.
Esmeralda von Krauss: You did marvelously, boys. Steve Awesome is mine to claim and do with as I wish. Armand will understand once he has the perfect heir.
Ethan Mills raises a hand timidly, Esmeralda shoots him a murderous look.
Esmeralda von Krauss: Was ist es?
Ethan Mills: If you have a child with Steve Awesome, wouldn’t that child by default be Steve’s heir and not Armand’s?
Esmeralda puts a foot up onto the bench next to Ethan, he swallows hard as she slowly exposes her leg to reveal a band around her leg where she has upholstery needles. Before Ethan knows what’s going on, she has one of them out and pressed against his throat.
Esmeralda von Krauss: You let me worry about such things, dahling. You just worry about the stream of money that comes into your coffers.
Joe Ghaven: Let him alone!
Joe brings down both fists to try to smash Esmeralda, but she easily gets out of the way of the lumbering giant to allow him to smash his fists into the bench, snapping it in half like a twig. Esmeralda jumps back away from Joe and as he stands to face her, throws the upholstery needle where it buries itself in his chest almost completely. Joe’s eyes go wide and he falls backwards to the floor like a felled tree. Ethan tries to grasp at the end of the needle, but can’t get a hold of it. Esmeralda laughs lightly.
Esmeralda von Krauss: You might want to call the medics quickly, dahling. That needle is in his heart. You might lose your meal ticket if you don’t act swiftly.
Ethan Mills: What? Lady...are you crazy?
Ethan gets his smart phone out and calls 911 while Esmeralda begins to walk away.
Ethan Mills: Hey, I need an ambulance. My friend has a needle buried in his chest and piercing his heart. It’s a really big needle that I can’t pull out. Yes, please hurry!
Esmeralda von Krauss: Do not question me again, dahling.
Ethan glances at her back with a look of horror before looking back at the downed Joe Ghaven.
Ethan Mills: Come on, big guy. Hang in there. Help is coming. Help is coming…
Joe Ghaven: Did we do good? Ethan?
Ethan Mills is sitting on the bench nearby, a beer from a fan pressed to his lips as he takes a drink from it.
Ethan Mills: I don’t even fucking know. Armand told us to make sure that Steve Awesome don’t get up from this match. Ever. Esmeralda told us to protect him at all costs. What orders do we fucking follow? The money train could be stopped by either one. Well, I suppose there is another factor. Armand is elsewhere and Esmeralda is right here. I think she could take either one of us if she were so inclined. Me more than you, but you are a beast.
Joe Ghaven: You think that Armand would come here to deal with you in person?
Ethan waves him off with a laugh.
Ethan Mills: C’mon, he’s trying to prove to the world that the KGB is the top talent in SWAT by getting Eddie D to win the World title. He won’t come here...I hope.
Just then, both get the whiff of smoke and see Esmeralda von Krauss rounding the corner. She’s dressed to the nines in a shimmering red gown that is plunged down nearly to the belly button. She has her Egyptian cigarette in her foot long holder going, blowing smoke into the air.
Esmeralda von Krauss: You did marvelously, boys. Steve Awesome is mine to claim and do with as I wish. Armand will understand once he has the perfect heir.
Ethan Mills raises a hand timidly, Esmeralda shoots him a murderous look.
Esmeralda von Krauss: Was ist es?
Ethan Mills: If you have a child with Steve Awesome, wouldn’t that child by default be Steve’s heir and not Armand’s?
Esmeralda puts a foot up onto the bench next to Ethan, he swallows hard as she slowly exposes her leg to reveal a band around her leg where she has upholstery needles. Before Ethan knows what’s going on, she has one of them out and pressed against his throat.
Esmeralda von Krauss: You let me worry about such things, dahling. You just worry about the stream of money that comes into your coffers.
Joe Ghaven: Let him alone!
Joe brings down both fists to try to smash Esmeralda, but she easily gets out of the way of the lumbering giant to allow him to smash his fists into the bench, snapping it in half like a twig. Esmeralda jumps back away from Joe and as he stands to face her, throws the upholstery needle where it buries itself in his chest almost completely. Joe’s eyes go wide and he falls backwards to the floor like a felled tree. Ethan tries to grasp at the end of the needle, but can’t get a hold of it. Esmeralda laughs lightly.
Esmeralda von Krauss: You might want to call the medics quickly, dahling. That needle is in his heart. You might lose your meal ticket if you don’t act swiftly.
Ethan Mills: What? Lady...are you crazy?
Ethan gets his smart phone out and calls 911 while Esmeralda begins to walk away.
Ethan Mills: Hey, I need an ambulance. My friend has a needle buried in his chest and piercing his heart. It’s a really big needle that I can’t pull out. Yes, please hurry!
Esmeralda von Krauss: Do not question me again, dahling.
Ethan glances at her back with a look of horror before looking back at the downed Joe Ghaven.
Ethan Mills: Come on, big guy. Hang in there. Help is coming. Help is coming…
