About this time, a security guard walks into the room with his eyes on Esmeralda.
Guard: You can’t be smoking here.
Esmeralda von Krauss: And?
The security guard blinks and puffs his chest out in defiance.
Guard: Then, I’m going to have to ask you to leave!
Hehehe and Hahaha sit up in their beds, looking miraculously healed.
Hehehe: You don’t talk-
Hahaha: Like that to her!
The guard looks back and forth between the two of them in some shock. After all, he is up to date on the celebrities in the hospital. He knows how injured the twins were.
Guard: How is this possible? I thought they were dying?
Esmeralda takes the cigarette off of the end of the holder and flicks it at the guard where it explodes in a shower of sparks. The guard quickly stomps it out.
Esmeralda von Krauss: If this hospital had an arzt worth anything, then they would have known that my twins have a most excellent healing ability when they are near their mother.
The guard looks from one twin to the other and then back to Esmeralda with a look of disgust.
Guard: They’re your children? The father must be ugly…
Esmeralda raises an eyebrow while keeping her gaze on the guard. The twins give a ghastly chortle, but Esmeralda is unamused.
Esmeralda von Krauss: Not literally, you imbecile. They are like my children. Why don’t you see to it that they get to the hotel while I go sit with my other injured people.
Guard: That’s not my-
Esmeralda glares at him in such a way that stops the guard from speaking. He swallows hard.
Guard: Right away, miss. I’ll see to their discharge and make sure they get to the hotel you are staying at.
The security guard is gone in a flash while Esmeralda stands up and puts her cigarette holder
away. She turns back to the twins.
Esmeralda von Krauss: Now, you two be good and listen to the nice guard. If he isn’t nice, let me know, and I’ll have him buried alive…
The twins give a nasty giggle, getting up and starting to get their bloodstained clothes back on. Esmeralda looks at them and clicks her tongue at the sight of the ghastly tears in their clothing where the ninja had attacked them.
Esmeralda von Krauss: Once I return to the hotel, we should see about getting you two fresh pieces of clothing to wear.
She walks out of the room and into the room next door where only Tarrasque lays in bed. The bed where Sir Monocle would have been is empty.
Esmeralda von Krauss: Where is the other clown? Did he die?
Tarrasque: Him get hand put back on. Doctors working on him.
Esmeralda nods and sits down in the chair by Tarrasque.
Esmeralda von Krauss: You don’t like Armand or myself very much. Do you?
Tarrasque cocks his head, giving Esmeralda an odd expression.
Tarrasque: Armand have Marcus. Me obey or Marcus hurt.
Esmeralda nods, her expression going from soothing to more predatory.
Esmeralda von Krauss: That is how that works. You obey my husband in all things and he leaves Marcus in the best of health. He’s doing fine in his cell. He gets three meals a day, plenty of time to exercise, and I think Armand was considering letting him be on Love after Lockup, but that’s a lot of personal freedom if you know what I mean, dahling. I think he will continue to drug you in order to blunt your ability to astral project to the Akashic Records. You understand that we must keep his location secret? If you found and rescued him, we would not have control of you. If we did not have control, Armand would ask me to send one of my more bloodthirsty Judges to kill him and then you as well. We don’t want that, dahling.
Tarrasque: If…me…find Marcus? You kill him and me? Me no care me, but me no want Marcus hurt.
Esmeralda reaches out with a hand to touch where Cyan Komar had stabbed him in the chest to put him down for the count. He had missed the heart by mere centimeters. Esmeralda bits the side of her right index finger and runs the wounded digit across the cut to smear her dark blood across the wound that closes right away.
Esmeralda von Krauss: Do not judge us so harshly, Tarrasque. We do what we do as we have done for millenia. We are so set in our ways in the pursuit of power when we already have it that many will see us as evil. We were good people once. Well, as good as one could have been during the Roman Republic. Many lifetimes of doing the wrong thing for the right reasons has eroded what’s left of our good natures. I will tell the nurse that you should be released into Armand’s care. You two do have a match to prepare for. Students of old friends of yours. Then, I will see what is going on with that idiotic Gentleman clown that Armand hired.
Esmeralda exits the room without another word and informs the nurse on duty that Tarrasque is healed as well. Though, she does not inquire as to the continued health of Sir Monocle. If they cannot reattach the hand, he will find new purpose in life as a pirate clown.
No, Esmeralda exits the hospital and continues until she has left the grounds. That way she can place a fresh Egyptian cigarette into its foot long holder and lights it.
Esmeralda von Krauss: What can I say that hasn’t been said before? Blaze Freya, your attempts to “get with” my husband were bold. Show the whole world and Armand what you’re working with to get him. You are the most ignorant female wrestler that I have ever met.
Lady Sinclair Godfrey. I can repeat myself in saying that I never liked you, but why does it matter? We hung back in the shadows our husbands cast while they were in the KGB. Now, we have the chance to go free ourselves from their wake. We have the chance to tangle up like no one has ever seen. Expect to be thrown to the side while I work to defeat Blaze Freya in the ring. It shouldn’t be too hard of a task to accomplish.
Esmeralda flicks ashes onto the ground.
Esmeralda von Krauss: I am the Queen of these Schwächling Kampfspiele as you will come to find out when I claim both of those plates for mine own.
She finishes the cigarette and flicks the butt in the general direction of the spot where workers from the hospital are required to place their cigarette butts. She heads to the limo to take her to the hotel that she had rented.
