Happy Monday, crime motherfuckers! It's once again time to take a trip to the dark side, to a place where your most violent, hardboiled fantasies become sins of the flesh, right here, at the coolest crime joint in cyberspace ... at That Killing Feeling.
In Chapter 19 of FULL BODY, we return to Washington DC, where Princess Stefanie von Taxi und Drang is having her royal birthday party at the Croatian embassy, and where we find crime boss Yuri Vlaovic in attendance, and, unbeknownst to him, his dearly departed wife Mavra, recently 'risen from the dead' ...
INT. CROATIAN EMBASSY - BALLROOM - NIGHT
PRINCESS STEFANIE
starts descending from above on a swing.
Resplendent as some kinda Marie Antoinette from hell.
Beautiful. Regal. High atop her bouffant do,
a small, lethal-looking guillotine.
Corks POP. The throng CHEERS.
The princess is lowered down, down, down
onto a gilded throne.
She waves. Haughty. Imperial.
Beaming. Glorious.
She pulls a string.
The blade drops --
CHOPS a carrot in half with a CRACK.
PRINCESS STEFANIE
Let them eat cock!
Just then, a HOODED, WINGED FIGURE
on a motorcycle ROARS into the ballroom.
POPS a wheelie.
People SCREAM with excitement.
The chopper SCREECHES to a stop before the throne.
Figure WHIPS OFF it’s hood. Revealing --
MAVRA.
Scary-sexy as a vampire bat outta hell.
She approaches the throne.
Kneels. Stefanie offers her hand.
Mavra takes it, as if to kiss.
But she SLASHES the pale, thin wrist.
Drawing blood.
Mavra GRABS IT.
Sucks greedily.
The princess swoons.
Smitten.
Mavra wipes her mouth. Stands.
Raises Stefanie’s arm in the air
in some kinda demented victory cheer.
MAVRA
Let us feast on the flesh of the gods --
and drink the blood of THE HOST.
DEVIL
speaks into the mike.
DEVIL DJ
Let’s party like it’s 1499!
Music ERUPTS. The drum-and-bass/house-trance
rocket’s red glare of Paul Oakenfold's
FASTER KILL PUSSYCAT takes off.
And hey, isn’t that Brittany Murphy
on the deviant sex kitten vocals?
Sick hot.
BRITTANY MURPHY (V.O.)
'Faster kill pussycat,
those high heels are not your friend' --
UP IN THE BALCONY
is Naughty Girl Scout.
With a scope rifle. She takes aim.
MAVRA
turns to the crowd.
Waves. Big, broad smile.
A RED DOT
appears on her collarbone.
STEFANIE
sees it. PUSHES Mavra.
Mavra hits the floor.
MAVRA
What the FUCK?
Stephanie weaves over.
Helps her up.
STEFANIE
There’s assassin in balcony!
You were about to be shot!
Come, to VIP safe room -
They dash off stage.
IN THE WINGS
A spiral staircase leads up into the rafters.
Stefanie starts up the steps.
Turns. Sees Mavra’s not following --
STEFANIE
What are you doing?
Do you want to get shot?
MAVRA
I’ll be up in a sec.
I’m supposed to meet someone.
STEFANIE
You sure?
MAVRA
Go, dahling.
Crack open Cristal.
I’ll be there faster
than you can say 'muff diver.'
STEFANIE
(giggles)
Muff diver!
And she starts CLATTERING up the steps.
Mavra pulls a HANDGUN with a SILENCER
out of her bag.
Strides over to the edge of the stage.
Looks up at --
NAUGHTY GIRLS SCOUT
in the balcony.
Searching the crowd with opera glasses.
MAVRA
takes aim. Breathes.
Smiles. And SHOOTS.
NAUGHTY GIRL SCOUT
gasps. Looks cross-eyed
at the bullet wound on her forehead.
Crumples to the floor.
MAVRA
fake-blows smoke from the gun barrel.
MAVRA
I’ll take two boxes of de thin-mints.
ON THE DANCE FLOOR
a MAN in a tux makes out
with a YOUNG NYMPHET.
Hair in pigtails.
Mavra dashes over.
TAPS the man on the shoulder.
MAVRA
May I cut in?
The man pulls away.
Looks at Mavra.
We recognize SILKE.
A name tag on his lapel reads
‘Hi! I’m Humbert.’
SILKE
Mavra. You look gorgeous.
Like you haven’t aged a day.
MAVRA
It would seem that death becomes me.
(looks a the girl)
This your accomplice?
The girl blushes deep red.
We see her name tag. ‘Lolita.’
SILKE
Allow me to introduce you
to daughter, Elvissa.
Mavra offers her hand.
They shake.
ELVISSA
Ma’am.
MAVRA
Charmed, I’m sure.
(to Silke)
What delicious treat.
She has your eyes.
SILKE
All in family.
And she can kill a man with bare hands.
MAVRA
Excellent. Let us blow popsicle stand.
We have places to go, people to kill.
Wow! Mavra certainly knows how to make an entrance!! OMG!! She slashed Princess wrist and drink her blood!! F**K!!! Oh... I guess I can say fuck here, can't I? Hehe!!
ReplyDeleteSo, Carole... been to many of these "shindigs"? Sounds almost like you are writing from personal experience... LOL!!! You do have such a wonderful, delicious, wicked, naughty imagination...
Mmmm.... Cristal! "Muff Diver!!" Hehe!!!
So... Naughty Girl Scout very, very naughty... no more... Mavra is very good shot with pistolero, eh? Haha!
You know, Mavra... what would be better.... standing face to face... and she see in your eyes the instant your finger tighten on the trigger... and she has millisecond to know she is going to die... and you see the light in her eyes flicker and dim as she slips to the floor...
Haha! "I'll take two box thin mints." LOL!!! Wicked sense of humor... haha!!
OMG!!! His daughter? Silke is little "bent", yes? Mavra certainly does have some interesting acquaintances..
HA! I love it... "Places to go, people to kill!" :-)
Again, Carole... the Monday chapter is always well worth the weekend wait.. story is very, very exciting... so, now what is Yuri going to do next... looks like his little assassin won't be much help to him... looks like he is going to have to find another little "nikita"...
Awesome story, hun... awesome!!
xoxoxo <3 <3
Thanks, doll. It really broke my hear when nothing happened with this one, but at least I can share it with all of you guys ...
ReplyDeleteAnd yes, you guessed correctly. Back in the day in NYC, in the early 80's, I worked as a hooker, a performance artist, and was a staple on the fetish scene. And yes, Virginia, I once also was a dominatrix.
But that was many years ago. I'm now a writer, that's about it.
But at least I have all these great stories to tell ...
MWAH!
xoCP<3
OMG!!! Wow... that is so cool! Leather, latex... bondage? Now, I know a real live dominatrix! I admit to a certain fascination with the idea of being a dominatrix (something I have not told to either Tina or my therapist)... having that kind of control over someone who submits themselves to you, and knowing that that is exactly what they need and want (or, at least, think they do)... and having that power over them... and, I guess in a sense, they would have a little power of you too... each needing the other to satisfy themselves... very interesting....
ReplyDeleteI bet you do have some amazing stories...
We... your fans... are very fortunate to have you share with us... <3
oh-oh... gotta run... someone is hungry! hehe!! xoxo <3