Post by vastrix on Mar 7, 2023 0:37:57 GMT -5
As Esmeralda falls through the sky, the whipping wind nearly tears her dress away, but she manages to keep it on. As the remaining moments of her life tick away, she gathers her thoughts and spots Mormo and Moloch parachuting down lazily to the ground.
Esmeralda von Krauss: They have had a head start on me, but I can catch up.
She goes into a head-first dive, speeding her descent and aiming for one of the Oblivion Death Squad.
All the while that she falls, and she curses Armand and Victoria. She then curses herself and her blindness at not seeing this betrayal coming.
How many times has she betrayed Armand? How many affairs has she had over the eons? She would rival Zeus in affairs. And yet, there has been no child coming from any past union. Almost as if the fault of not being able to have a child were not upon Armand, but hers.
She shakes her head, banishing the thoughts from her mind. Armand is to blame and Armand is the one who has betrayed her this time around.
The twenty person over the top battle royal. The road to championship glory awaits. All she has to do is eliminate everyone and win a Wrestle: UK World title shot at Dominion. It could be a match against Armand von Krauss if he wins the day. She has not ever been tested against her husband in combat, though she knows in her mind that she is the more skilled one while he is the more powerful one. She knows that should a contest between them prove to be one of a final nature, she would be the one to kill him. He would never…she had thought he would never betray her either.
Esmeralda von Krauss: Brave new world.
While she was involved in her own thoughts, she notices that she whips right by the falling Mormo. She spreads out her arms and legs to give the dress more area to be hit by the buffeting winds to bring her back up where she hugs around Mormo’s torso.
Mormo: Çfarë dreqin po ndodh? Zonja, a je i çmendur?
Esmeralda smiles as she holds on tight to Mormo.
Esmeralda von Krauss: Just hitching a ride, dahling. You don’t mind. Do you?
Mormo blinks. He could kick her off of him and let her fall to her probable death since immortality might not be able to counteract this kind of fall. The question on his mind is pretty simple.
Mormo: Si ra nga avioni?
Esmeralda von Krauss is silent for a time, deep in her own thoughts and shocked at being betrayed.
Esmeralda von Krauss: I jumped, dahling. That’s how I got to be here. A new woman has shown up and is manipulating Armand against me. I simply jumped before he did something that he would regret.
The rest of the fall is quiet as they make their way down to the Earth. Upon impact with the ground Esmeralda does a backroll in her dress to get away from Mormo before walking back over to help unentangle him from the parachute so they can go help Moloch.
Esmeralda looks up to see that the airship has continued its travels, uncaring if Esmeralda lived or died her plummet through the sky.
Esmeralda von Krauss: Curse you, Armand. Curse you even more, Victoria.
Mormo and Moloch look alarmed at the mention of the name Victoria, but otherwise, say nothing to her on the subject.
Esmeralda von Krauss looks at her arms where she would have a small pouch for her golden cigarette case, holder, and lighter. The case is missing while the rest are still there. Esmeralda holds out her hand with a bitter sigh. Her eyes light up when the golden case of cigarettes land in her hand as if handed to her by God. She gets out her ebony foot-long holder and lights an Egyptian cigarette. She happily blows smoke into the air.
Esmeralda von Krauss: Battle royal, here I come!
Esmeralda von Krauss: They have had a head start on me, but I can catch up.
She goes into a head-first dive, speeding her descent and aiming for one of the Oblivion Death Squad.
All the while that she falls, and she curses Armand and Victoria. She then curses herself and her blindness at not seeing this betrayal coming.
How many times has she betrayed Armand? How many affairs has she had over the eons? She would rival Zeus in affairs. And yet, there has been no child coming from any past union. Almost as if the fault of not being able to have a child were not upon Armand, but hers.
She shakes her head, banishing the thoughts from her mind. Armand is to blame and Armand is the one who has betrayed her this time around.
The twenty person over the top battle royal. The road to championship glory awaits. All she has to do is eliminate everyone and win a Wrestle: UK World title shot at Dominion. It could be a match against Armand von Krauss if he wins the day. She has not ever been tested against her husband in combat, though she knows in her mind that she is the more skilled one while he is the more powerful one. She knows that should a contest between them prove to be one of a final nature, she would be the one to kill him. He would never…she had thought he would never betray her either.
Esmeralda von Krauss: Brave new world.
While she was involved in her own thoughts, she notices that she whips right by the falling Mormo. She spreads out her arms and legs to give the dress more area to be hit by the buffeting winds to bring her back up where she hugs around Mormo’s torso.
Mormo: Çfarë dreqin po ndodh? Zonja, a je i çmendur?
Esmeralda smiles as she holds on tight to Mormo.
Esmeralda von Krauss: Just hitching a ride, dahling. You don’t mind. Do you?
Mormo blinks. He could kick her off of him and let her fall to her probable death since immortality might not be able to counteract this kind of fall. The question on his mind is pretty simple.
Mormo: Si ra nga avioni?
Esmeralda von Krauss is silent for a time, deep in her own thoughts and shocked at being betrayed.
Esmeralda von Krauss: I jumped, dahling. That’s how I got to be here. A new woman has shown up and is manipulating Armand against me. I simply jumped before he did something that he would regret.
The rest of the fall is quiet as they make their way down to the Earth. Upon impact with the ground Esmeralda does a backroll in her dress to get away from Mormo before walking back over to help unentangle him from the parachute so they can go help Moloch.
Esmeralda looks up to see that the airship has continued its travels, uncaring if Esmeralda lived or died her plummet through the sky.
Esmeralda von Krauss: Curse you, Armand. Curse you even more, Victoria.
Mormo and Moloch look alarmed at the mention of the name Victoria, but otherwise, say nothing to her on the subject.
Esmeralda von Krauss looks at her arms where she would have a small pouch for her golden cigarette case, holder, and lighter. The case is missing while the rest are still there. Esmeralda holds out her hand with a bitter sigh. Her eyes light up when the golden case of cigarettes land in her hand as if handed to her by God. She gets out her ebony foot-long holder and lights an Egyptian cigarette. She happily blows smoke into the air.
Esmeralda von Krauss: Battle royal, here I come!
