Post by vastrix on Jun 18, 2021 10:20:45 GMT -5
At the Halifax Stanfield International Airport, Armand von Krauss walks out of the airport entrance with Paul Soutter and Eddie D behind him. He looks around at the limos until he sees what he’s looking for.
Esmeralda von Krauss.
She’s standing by a limo from the luxury hotel that the KGB has rented an entire floor from. She’s in an exquisite baby blue gown that plunges down the front nearly to her navel and is decked out in diamonds and gemstones to make it a several million dollar dress. She walks over in her high heels, making her seem like a giant, and kisses Armand in greeting.
Esmeralda von Krauss: Welcome, dahling! How was your flight? Where, where are your comrades?
Armand makes a face but gives a forced smile.
Armand von Krauss: They had to board a different flight after Hehehe and Hahaha joked about a bomb. Where is he?
Esmeralda’s eyebrows go up in mock surprise.
Esmeralda von Krauss: He who, dahling?
Armand von Krauss: Steve Awesome. I may as well kill him in person with my own hands since you have Ethan Mills and Joe Ghaven wrapped around your finger. Where is he? Have him come forth and meet his mortality with acceptance.
Esmeralda looks a little nervous, or is it a facade?
Esmeralda von Krauss: You see, it’s like this. Steve Awesome doesn’t want to be my…friend. My prize Judge will bring him down in the middle of the ring. I won’t allow any other outcome.
Armand narrows his eyes when he hears the words “My prize Judge”. He stands outside of the limo where it’s clear that several other limos are waiting to park and lights an Egyptian cigarette. He doesn’t say anything as he takes a nice long drag from the imported vice.
Armand von Krauss: “D” is here.
Esmeralda von Krauss: Now, dahling. You have already forgiven me and him that little transgression.
Armand von Krauss: I forgave him because he vanished. He had gone where I could not reach, unlike that Shane Mitchell who was still inside his home in Oklahoma when I had it burned to the ground.
Esmeralda sighs as if she had known about Shane’s possible death. Yes, she had slept with Shane Mitchell too.
Armand von Krauss: Fine. Let your Judge end Steve Awesome in the ring.
A black limo stops in the middle of the road and the driver gets out, walking up to the crowd of people. Eddie D and Paul Soutter had already boarded the limo (mostly to stay out of the situation between the Von Krausses). He walks right up to Armand and pokes him in the chest.
Driver: Listen here, fucker. You need to get in the limo and get out of the way.
Armand’s eyes flicker down to where the driver had poked him and then back to him.
Armand von Krauss: I’m having a discussion with my wife. I would suggest that you wait.
Driver: I shouldn’t have to fucking wait for some ragtag fuc-
Esmeralda does a quick knife-hand chop to the driver’s throat, causing him to grasp at his throat, drop to his knees, and then fall to his side while gasping for air. Armand gives a sinister chuckle, flicking his cigarette butt at the downed driver.
Esmeralda von Krauss: Shall we go, dahling?
Armand von Krauss: We shall.
Armand and Esmeralda board the limo and signal to the driver that everyone is inside.
The next few minutes are spent in silence until.
Armand von Krauss: Everything is still going to go according to plan?
Paul Soutter: This tournament won’t know what hit it. Can you imagine the look on his face when it happens? It’ll be great!
Eddie D looks from Armand to Paul in a small amount of confusion before he speaks.
Eddie D: What? What’s going on?
Paul Soutter: Don’t worry about it.
Eddie D: Are you kidding me right now?
Armand von Krauss: It’s just things that concern the President of SWAT and his Commissioner. Nothing to be concerned over.
Eddie D: Oh.
Yeah, it’s pretty clear that Eddie is put out by this. Esmeralda, watching the entire event, just smiles wickedly.
Esmeralda von Krauss: Why Eddie, dahling. Have you found yourself a Freundin yet?
Eddie D: A what?
Esmeralda von Krauss: Girlfriend, dahling. Have you found yourself a lady friend to make kleine Kinder with?
Eddie D: I’m sorry, but I don’t speak German.
Esmeralda von Krauss: It’s alright. When will you find “the one”? You’ve struck out with so many others. I don’t know why since you’re so handsome and strong.
Esmeralda reaches down and puts a hand on Eddie’s knee. You would have thought that she would have done less damage by shooting him as he jumps back away from her touch. His eyes go to Armand, who has not noticed what’s going on.
Eddie D: No, I have no, I mean yes! I have a girlfriend, but she can’t travel with me.
Esmeralda nods and straightens up, pulling her hand from reach of Eddie D’s knee.
Esmeralda von Krauss: You let me know when you’re ready and I’m sure I can find someone just perfect for you.
Eddie D: Uhhh thanks?
Esmeralda von Krauss.
She’s standing by a limo from the luxury hotel that the KGB has rented an entire floor from. She’s in an exquisite baby blue gown that plunges down the front nearly to her navel and is decked out in diamonds and gemstones to make it a several million dollar dress. She walks over in her high heels, making her seem like a giant, and kisses Armand in greeting.
Esmeralda von Krauss: Welcome, dahling! How was your flight? Where, where are your comrades?
Armand makes a face but gives a forced smile.
Armand von Krauss: They had to board a different flight after Hehehe and Hahaha joked about a bomb. Where is he?
Esmeralda’s eyebrows go up in mock surprise.
Esmeralda von Krauss: He who, dahling?
Armand von Krauss: Steve Awesome. I may as well kill him in person with my own hands since you have Ethan Mills and Joe Ghaven wrapped around your finger. Where is he? Have him come forth and meet his mortality with acceptance.
Esmeralda looks a little nervous, or is it a facade?
Esmeralda von Krauss: You see, it’s like this. Steve Awesome doesn’t want to be my…friend. My prize Judge will bring him down in the middle of the ring. I won’t allow any other outcome.
Armand narrows his eyes when he hears the words “My prize Judge”. He stands outside of the limo where it’s clear that several other limos are waiting to park and lights an Egyptian cigarette. He doesn’t say anything as he takes a nice long drag from the imported vice.
Armand von Krauss: “D” is here.
Esmeralda von Krauss: Now, dahling. You have already forgiven me and him that little transgression.
Armand von Krauss: I forgave him because he vanished. He had gone where I could not reach, unlike that Shane Mitchell who was still inside his home in Oklahoma when I had it burned to the ground.
Esmeralda sighs as if she had known about Shane’s possible death. Yes, she had slept with Shane Mitchell too.
Armand von Krauss: Fine. Let your Judge end Steve Awesome in the ring.
A black limo stops in the middle of the road and the driver gets out, walking up to the crowd of people. Eddie D and Paul Soutter had already boarded the limo (mostly to stay out of the situation between the Von Krausses). He walks right up to Armand and pokes him in the chest.
Driver: Listen here, fucker. You need to get in the limo and get out of the way.
Armand’s eyes flicker down to where the driver had poked him and then back to him.
Armand von Krauss: I’m having a discussion with my wife. I would suggest that you wait.
Driver: I shouldn’t have to fucking wait for some ragtag fuc-
Esmeralda does a quick knife-hand chop to the driver’s throat, causing him to grasp at his throat, drop to his knees, and then fall to his side while gasping for air. Armand gives a sinister chuckle, flicking his cigarette butt at the downed driver.
Esmeralda von Krauss: Shall we go, dahling?
Armand von Krauss: We shall.
Armand and Esmeralda board the limo and signal to the driver that everyone is inside.
The next few minutes are spent in silence until.
Armand von Krauss: Everything is still going to go according to plan?
Paul Soutter: This tournament won’t know what hit it. Can you imagine the look on his face when it happens? It’ll be great!
Eddie D looks from Armand to Paul in a small amount of confusion before he speaks.
Eddie D: What? What’s going on?
Paul Soutter: Don’t worry about it.
Eddie D: Are you kidding me right now?
Armand von Krauss: It’s just things that concern the President of SWAT and his Commissioner. Nothing to be concerned over.
Eddie D: Oh.
Yeah, it’s pretty clear that Eddie is put out by this. Esmeralda, watching the entire event, just smiles wickedly.
Esmeralda von Krauss: Why Eddie, dahling. Have you found yourself a Freundin yet?
Eddie D: A what?
Esmeralda von Krauss: Girlfriend, dahling. Have you found yourself a lady friend to make kleine Kinder with?
Eddie D: I’m sorry, but I don’t speak German.
Esmeralda von Krauss: It’s alright. When will you find “the one”? You’ve struck out with so many others. I don’t know why since you’re so handsome and strong.
Esmeralda reaches down and puts a hand on Eddie’s knee. You would have thought that she would have done less damage by shooting him as he jumps back away from her touch. His eyes go to Armand, who has not noticed what’s going on.
Eddie D: No, I have no, I mean yes! I have a girlfriend, but she can’t travel with me.
Esmeralda nods and straightens up, pulling her hand from reach of Eddie D’s knee.
Esmeralda von Krauss: You let me know when you’re ready and I’m sure I can find someone just perfect for you.
Eddie D: Uhhh thanks?
