The Crimson Baroness vs Liesl Albrecht
Jun 5, 2015 13:15:27 GMT -5
Post by Deleted on Jun 5, 2015 13:15:27 GMT -5
“Looks like this little lamb gets to carry on bleating for a little while longer…” The Crimson Baroness says, playfully, as she works the file over her fingernails. A wry smirk flits across her lips as the camera toting minion finally settles on a place to kneel; he’s aimed the lens upwards towards The Baroness as she sits on an antique-looking dressing table. “…and it would appear as if Butcher is learning that brute strength alone isn’t enough to keep you going these days.”
“Bravo, Butcher,” she says, slyly, “I was almost proud of you; watching as you stole the victory away from the likes of Katie Kensington and Robbie Black. I quivered with excitement.” Her voice is breathy whisper again as she stops filing her nails.
“Alas, there were grander prizes revealed at New Generation than watching one of my past conquests learn from his mistakes,” her eyes glimmer with excitement as she coyly bites her bottom lip, “but you’re not ready for that yet. These things, they can’t be rushed. The details can’t be leaked–” she stifles a giggle at the mention of the word – Katie has also recently become privy to a secret her best friend, Annie Zellor has been keeping about a certain video tape – but The Baroness maintains her composure before continuing. “-otherwise we might have a riot on our hands.”
“And we can’t be having that now, can we?”
“Before that I have a small problem to deal with…” The Crimson Baroness says before sighing. “…a certain member of the disenfranchised youth. Although, not one of this country’s for a change, so that will make a pleasant change.”
The Crimson Baroness resumes her previous task of filing her fingernails as she speaks, “I’m not one to criticize the rebellious youth; those who wish to break away from the system, who stick their middle fingers up at the man and beseech upon us the lessons from which we can all learn. But please, tell us again how you plan to learn from Hans The Hammer…”
“Do share with the class your plan to reign over us lazy Americans, to show us what hard work can get us in this world. Because I assure you that I know the meaning of hard work, Liesl…” there’s a hint of condescension in her tone, “…and I’ve done my share. Nowadays it depends on whether or not crafting schemes and hatching plans counts as hard work – but my empire wasn’t built in a day. My minions don’t follow me just because I’m a pretty face, darling.”
“So what do you say to the lazy swine who has built herself an empire, Liesl? What lessons could I possibly hope to learn from you next week on Pride?” she asks, smugly.
“Frankly I’m not sure this will even be worth my time, but I’ll allow you the honour of seeing the benefits of hard work and American ingenuity up close and personal. You might even reconsider where you get your advice from in the future.” The Crimson Baroness says with a wry chuckle as the scene comes to an end.
“Bravo, Butcher,” she says, slyly, “I was almost proud of you; watching as you stole the victory away from the likes of Katie Kensington and Robbie Black. I quivered with excitement.” Her voice is breathy whisper again as she stops filing her nails.
“Alas, there were grander prizes revealed at New Generation than watching one of my past conquests learn from his mistakes,” her eyes glimmer with excitement as she coyly bites her bottom lip, “but you’re not ready for that yet. These things, they can’t be rushed. The details can’t be leaked–” she stifles a giggle at the mention of the word – Katie has also recently become privy to a secret her best friend, Annie Zellor has been keeping about a certain video tape – but The Baroness maintains her composure before continuing. “-otherwise we might have a riot on our hands.”
“And we can’t be having that now, can we?”
“Before that I have a small problem to deal with…” The Crimson Baroness says before sighing. “…a certain member of the disenfranchised youth. Although, not one of this country’s for a change, so that will make a pleasant change.”
The Crimson Baroness resumes her previous task of filing her fingernails as she speaks, “I’m not one to criticize the rebellious youth; those who wish to break away from the system, who stick their middle fingers up at the man and beseech upon us the lessons from which we can all learn. But please, tell us again how you plan to learn from Hans The Hammer…”
“Do share with the class your plan to reign over us lazy Americans, to show us what hard work can get us in this world. Because I assure you that I know the meaning of hard work, Liesl…” there’s a hint of condescension in her tone, “…and I’ve done my share. Nowadays it depends on whether or not crafting schemes and hatching plans counts as hard work – but my empire wasn’t built in a day. My minions don’t follow me just because I’m a pretty face, darling.”
“So what do you say to the lazy swine who has built herself an empire, Liesl? What lessons could I possibly hope to learn from you next week on Pride?” she asks, smugly.
“Frankly I’m not sure this will even be worth my time, but I’ll allow you the honour of seeing the benefits of hard work and American ingenuity up close and personal. You might even reconsider where you get your advice from in the future.” The Crimson Baroness says with a wry chuckle as the scene comes to an end.