Flores Et Obscuratus | Alberta Wrestling Federation

Flores Et Obscuratus Jul 13, 2020 14:35:44 GMT -5

Post by Priscilla Kelly on Jul 13, 2020 14:35:44 GMT -5

Clad in leather, the familiar but rather intense face of Prince Albert moves to the front of the queue, finally reaching the shopkeeper at the till of the flower shop. He hands over the bouquet of flowers, a wonderful sea of red roses, and the shopkeeper smiles up at him.

Shopkeeper

Expensive. Must be a very special someone.

Prince Albert

She is. And she sure knows it.

The Shopkeeper smiles.

CUT TO

Albert moves down the gravel pathway to the front door of Priscilla's mansion, where two bouncers await, Cranston and Gabe. They nod at Albert as he passes them, a warm smile on the face of the Prince as he readies to surprise his Mistress with the beautiful bouquet.

But his smile fades as he's noticed by someone in the lobby.

Those for me Bloom?

Prince Albert

Where's Priscilla?

Aw that's very nice of you to get her flowers, but she's out with her new boy toy.

Prince Albert

What?

She's on a date, with Orange Cassidy.

Albert stands in annoyed silence.

You've been replaced my man. She's got a new puppy to play with.

Albert moves towards S2, getting in his face.

Come on man, relax. Get your head out the clouds. Don't be focussing on Pris, focus on that match we're in coming up. That Battle Royale.

Prince Albert

Oh it is. Watch your back in there.

Why, won't you be watching it for me?

Albert turns and starts walking back out of the house, S2 chuckles.

Every man for himself then Alby? So be it. It'll be your ass on that concrete floor.

Albert shoves past Gabe and Cranston, straight back out of the house, and straight back up the driveway.

CUT TO

Albert in his car, driving down the road, knuckles white as he grips the wheel tightly. He looks irritated, his breathing deep, as he looks at the road ahead. Thoughts of Priscilla tugging along Orange Cassidy on a denim leash come into mind, prompting him to shake his head violently to remove them.

The car pulls up next to an apartment building, and Albert looks up at it, as he grabs the flowers and heads inside.

CUT TO

Albert moving down the hallway of one of the floors, a rather rundown apartment complex. He reaches a door, 17C, and gives it a few raps.

After a few moments, the door opens up, and Albert stretches out the flowers.

Prince Albert

Surprise.

Eclipse

Oh… thanks? I don't think anyone's ever given me flowers.

She takes them off of Albert with a curious look, as Albert leans in and kisses her on the forehead, before moving into the apartment.

Eclipse

I wasn't expecting you. I was in the middle of some writing.

Prince Albert

You were writing? Can I hear it!?

Eclipse

Yeah, sure. But you, you weren't followed right?

Prince Albert

Priscilla's way too occupied at the moment to suspect anything. Her mind isn't on me, trust me.

Eclipse

Oh… that's good then?

Prince Albert

Yeah. That's good.

Albert gulps.

Prince Albert
Anyway, story time?

Flores Et Obscuratus Jul 14, 2020 11:00:49 GMT -5

Post by eclipse on Jul 14, 2020 11:00:49 GMT -5

Eclipse eyes Albert suspiciously as they move into the main living space of her apartment - or at least the apartment she's set up shop in for now. It's as sparse and enigmatic as should be expected. A grey tiled floor, white paint flaking off the brick walls, a punching bag hanging from the ceiling by a chain, an old analogue TV in the far corner and her tablet lying in the middle of the floor are the room's only distinguishing features. Unsurprisingly, the blinds are closed; sunlight and Eclipse don't mix.

Eclipse
I'm not usually one for company, Albert. I don't have any furniture in this place...

Prince Albert
Oh, that's perfect.

Albert barely stifles a soft moan at the prospect of uncomfortable tiled floor foreplay. Eclipse sighs and gestures to a spot by her tablet. Albert obediently gets down on all fours. Eclipse pauses and stares.

Eclipse
Must you position yourself that way?

Albert looks up at her sheepishly.

Prince Albert
... I'd prefer it.

Eclipse shakes her head and sits down cross-legged in front of him. She sets the flowers down on the floor and picks up her tablet.

Eclipse
Fine. Well, if you're ready...

Prince Albert
Please. Read. I can't wait.

A little embarrassed but clearly enjoying having an audience for her writing, Eclipse clears her throat and straightens up.

Eclipse
This one's called "Dark Moon on the Horizon".

Albert bites his lip. Eclipse pretends not to notice and continues.

Eclipse
"It's a dark and stormy night. The rooftops of Detroit are drenched in sheets of filthy rain as the She-Borg Queen Eclipse crouches beside a gargoyle. Old and new; stone and steel; gothic structure of the past and cybernetic creation of the future; they cast a shadow of things to come, figureheads of fear in their respective times".

Albert grunts more audibly and arches his back. Eclipse locks eyes with him and shifts excitedly on the spot - despite herself, she's getting into it. Her voice is louder and more confident as she continues.

Eclipse

"Eclipse looks to her left and shares a crooked smile with the gargoyle. They understand each other, in a way, the She-Borg and this creature. Steel and stone. Tools of the underclass, makers of mankind's great structures. What mankind will never be ready for is the threat looming on the horizon of their new Queen's coming reign. Because she is not entirely like the grotesque creature sitting in the rain with her - unlike him, she has the skill and power to perpetuate the fear she causes. She can give mankind a reason to scream. A reason to tremble. And when she finally eclipses the sun, they'll know the true meaning of-"

Prince Albert
Fuck...!

Irritated, Eclipse stops short and locks eyes with Albert once more. One sweaty hand grips his leather-clad crotch tightly. He's trembling in anticipation. Eclipse stays silent, apparently thinking hard.

Prince Albert
... Please continue.

Eclipse shakes her head. Suddenly flustered - in fact visibly blushing under her mask - she drops her tablet, jumps up and hoists Albert to his feet. She drags him by one bulky arm back to the apartment door and opens it in a rush. Albert protests minimally as she pushes him out into the hallway, but is visibly upset.

Prince Albert
Eclipse, please! Don't pretend we don't have someth-

Eclipse
Albert. Look. That moment we shared at the party was... well, I won't pretend I didn't enjoy seeing you squirm. But we can't do this. If we get caught, I don't...

She pauses, collecting her thoughts.

Eclipse
I am not someone to form a relationship with. I have an image to maintain, and a reign to plan. I don't expect you to understand, but I-

Prince Albert
But this is good! We both get something out of it, right?? I think w-

Eclipse shakes her head again and slams the door in Albert's face. She storms back through to her dingy living space and stands in the middle of the room, hand to her forehead and a heavy sigh escaping. Another pause and she looks down at the flowers on the floor.

After a moment's hesitation, she bends down and picks them up. She presses them to her face and inhales through her mask. A lighter, more wistful sigh escapes her lips.