Post by vastrix on Dec 15, 2022 7:21:34 GMT -5
On the Black Ship of Armand von Krauss, Esmeralda von Krauss stands by the railing of the airship and looks down below at the vibrant green countryside. No visible reference of where they might be though.
There are sounds of a struggle as Hehehe and Hahaha come out from below deck with a disgruntled Jackalope between them.
Jackalope: Hands off, goons.
Esmeralda von Krauss: Boys…let the man go. He is an invited guest, not a prisoner. Thank you for attending so punctually.
Jackalope: Figured I’d save us both time. Look, if you want to kill me for what happened to your daughter, you can certainly try. Just know it wasn’t my fault. I have been warning her for months.
Esmeralda turns around as the twins release Jackalope. She smiles at him, something that makes Jackalope a little uncomfortable. Is she gauging his fighting ability? She looks at him as one might an interesting piece of meat.
Esmeralda von Krauss: Why, dahling. If I wanted you dead, I would have done the deed already. I just wanted assurance that the little bitch who thought she could force me to grant her my last name was dead.
Jackalope: She opened the portal to the reality I came from and perished at the hands of the monster that destroyed it. I sealed the portal.
Esmeralda watches as he tells the tale of Isabella’s mad quest for the ultimate power.
Esmeralda von Krauss: And those ghastly little copies of my twins? Hohoho and Humhumhum?
Jackalope: You not watch the news, do you? She burned down her family’s home with them in it. They’re Dead.
Esemralda nods, lighting an Egyptian cigarette into a lime green foot long holder. She blows smoke into the air with a chuckle.
Esmeralda von Krauss: Thank you for your help. Isabella was an interesting project that has lost its luster. I am glad that I did not have to kill her myself. I have no further use for you, dahling. Thank you for the info. Hehehe, Hahaha, you know what to do. I want him off of my ship.
With that, Esmeralda flicks away her cigarette butt over the side of the ship and goes into the ship. Hehehe and Hahaha walk over to Jackalope, who has readied himself for a fight. Instead, Hahaha hands him a parachute.
Hehehe: You might want-
Hahaha: To put that on.
Jackalope looks at the parachute curiously.
Jackalope: I thought you were going to throw me overboard?
Hehehe: No. Boss didn’t say to kill you.
Hahaha: Besides, she would do that herself.
Hehehe: This is the way off-
Hahaha: Without the dying.
Hehehe: We come back from it
Hahaha: But dying is a bitch.
Hehehe and Hahaha look at each other with Hahaha covering his mouth for saying a curse word.
Hehehe: Should I get the soap?
Hahaha: No! It just slipped out!
Jackalope shakes his head with a laugh, taking the parachute and putting it on.
Jackalope: How anyone could use the two of you for violence is beyond me.
He looks far down below and breathes in deep, letting it out.
Jackalope: Here goes nothing.
He jumps from the side of the ship and is almost out of sight before he engages the parachute.
Inside the ship, Esmeralda von Krauss has found her way to the Observation Deck. She lights herself another Egyptian cigarette and blows smoke into the air with a smile. That changes to a frown when she sees Jackalope fall with a parachute on his back.
Esmeralda von Krauss: Those twins! No dessert for them tonight. See how they feel then.
She walks over to the window where she had seen Jacklope and sees him parachuting to the ground. She shrugs.
Esmeralda von Krauss: His death wasn’t a need anyway. Death Trap, it comes to you and I to face off for one of the plates that I could win to corner the market on titles. You have faced my husband in the ring and more times than not, you have come out the winner of the battles set before you.
She ashes onto the floor with a smirk.
Esmeralda von Krauss: You won’t find me such an easy mark. In fact, you won’t be defeating me at all. Dahling, you couldn’t defeat Donzig in the weird match. How do you think you will defeat the Queen of Assassins? How do you think you will get by me? Will Mistress Discipline help you in the ring? I doubt it, but if she should choose to help her husband, I will have a needle for her eye.
She takes another long drag from the sweet tobacco and blows the smoke into the air.
Esmeralda von Krauss: I know, you puff out the chest in righteous fury at the mere thought that I would murder your blushing bride for interfering in a wrestling match. Don’t even worry about it, dahling. She will keep herself out of our match and I won’t have to murder anybody. Well, except for you, dahling. Not murder really, but defeat in the middle of the ring in accordance with the rules of the match. I guess it’s a metaphor really.
Just think of the fact that I will be dominating you in this match. I will bring you down as I am superior to my husband. I am superior to you. I am superior to your little wife. Face it, Death Trap. You peaked in that bigoted little organization that people who cared about such things left. Your stock has slid into the gutter. You may boast of having the tag team championship, but who is pulling the workload there? Not you.
It might be time to retire. You might be able to teach instead of competing, dahling. You put an old horse out to pasture for baby making purposes.
Esmeralda laughs as she finishes her cigarette and flicks the butt backwards over her shoulder. An attendant in the room that had been silent and unseen until that moment, rushes over to put out the fire. Esmeralda just laughs at the desperation in the attendant’s actions.
Esmeralda von Krauss: Death Trap. Don’t be sad that you lost. Be joyous that you were able to share the ring with me. That is legend enough for you, dahling.
There are sounds of a struggle as Hehehe and Hahaha come out from below deck with a disgruntled Jackalope between them.
Jackalope: Hands off, goons.
Esmeralda von Krauss: Boys…let the man go. He is an invited guest, not a prisoner. Thank you for attending so punctually.
Jackalope: Figured I’d save us both time. Look, if you want to kill me for what happened to your daughter, you can certainly try. Just know it wasn’t my fault. I have been warning her for months.
Esmeralda turns around as the twins release Jackalope. She smiles at him, something that makes Jackalope a little uncomfortable. Is she gauging his fighting ability? She looks at him as one might an interesting piece of meat.
Esmeralda von Krauss: Why, dahling. If I wanted you dead, I would have done the deed already. I just wanted assurance that the little bitch who thought she could force me to grant her my last name was dead.
Jackalope: She opened the portal to the reality I came from and perished at the hands of the monster that destroyed it. I sealed the portal.
Esmeralda watches as he tells the tale of Isabella’s mad quest for the ultimate power.
Esmeralda von Krauss: And those ghastly little copies of my twins? Hohoho and Humhumhum?
Jackalope: You not watch the news, do you? She burned down her family’s home with them in it. They’re Dead.
Esemralda nods, lighting an Egyptian cigarette into a lime green foot long holder. She blows smoke into the air with a chuckle.
Esmeralda von Krauss: Thank you for your help. Isabella was an interesting project that has lost its luster. I am glad that I did not have to kill her myself. I have no further use for you, dahling. Thank you for the info. Hehehe, Hahaha, you know what to do. I want him off of my ship.
With that, Esmeralda flicks away her cigarette butt over the side of the ship and goes into the ship. Hehehe and Hahaha walk over to Jackalope, who has readied himself for a fight. Instead, Hahaha hands him a parachute.
Hehehe: You might want-
Hahaha: To put that on.
Jackalope looks at the parachute curiously.
Jackalope: I thought you were going to throw me overboard?
Hehehe: No. Boss didn’t say to kill you.
Hahaha: Besides, she would do that herself.
Hehehe: This is the way off-
Hahaha: Without the dying.
Hehehe: We come back from it
Hahaha: But dying is a bitch.
Hehehe and Hahaha look at each other with Hahaha covering his mouth for saying a curse word.
Hehehe: Should I get the soap?
Hahaha: No! It just slipped out!
Jackalope shakes his head with a laugh, taking the parachute and putting it on.
Jackalope: How anyone could use the two of you for violence is beyond me.
He looks far down below and breathes in deep, letting it out.
Jackalope: Here goes nothing.
He jumps from the side of the ship and is almost out of sight before he engages the parachute.
Inside the ship, Esmeralda von Krauss has found her way to the Observation Deck. She lights herself another Egyptian cigarette and blows smoke into the air with a smile. That changes to a frown when she sees Jackalope fall with a parachute on his back.
Esmeralda von Krauss: Those twins! No dessert for them tonight. See how they feel then.
She walks over to the window where she had seen Jacklope and sees him parachuting to the ground. She shrugs.
Esmeralda von Krauss: His death wasn’t a need anyway. Death Trap, it comes to you and I to face off for one of the plates that I could win to corner the market on titles. You have faced my husband in the ring and more times than not, you have come out the winner of the battles set before you.
She ashes onto the floor with a smirk.
Esmeralda von Krauss: You won’t find me such an easy mark. In fact, you won’t be defeating me at all. Dahling, you couldn’t defeat Donzig in the weird match. How do you think you will defeat the Queen of Assassins? How do you think you will get by me? Will Mistress Discipline help you in the ring? I doubt it, but if she should choose to help her husband, I will have a needle for her eye.
She takes another long drag from the sweet tobacco and blows the smoke into the air.
Esmeralda von Krauss: I know, you puff out the chest in righteous fury at the mere thought that I would murder your blushing bride for interfering in a wrestling match. Don’t even worry about it, dahling. She will keep herself out of our match and I won’t have to murder anybody. Well, except for you, dahling. Not murder really, but defeat in the middle of the ring in accordance with the rules of the match. I guess it’s a metaphor really.
Just think of the fact that I will be dominating you in this match. I will bring you down as I am superior to my husband. I am superior to you. I am superior to your little wife. Face it, Death Trap. You peaked in that bigoted little organization that people who cared about such things left. Your stock has slid into the gutter. You may boast of having the tag team championship, but who is pulling the workload there? Not you.
It might be time to retire. You might be able to teach instead of competing, dahling. You put an old horse out to pasture for baby making purposes.
Esmeralda laughs as she finishes her cigarette and flicks the butt backwards over her shoulder. An attendant in the room that had been silent and unseen until that moment, rushes over to put out the fire. Esmeralda just laughs at the desperation in the attendant’s actions.
Esmeralda von Krauss: Death Trap. Don’t be sad that you lost. Be joyous that you were able to share the ring with me. That is legend enough for you, dahling.