Red Sign: The Mini-Musical
ACT III
PREPARATIONS
or HUGE DISAPPOINTMENTS FOR
AMBROGINO AND CECILIA
The conspiracy headquarters, namely a giant mansion. Zoom into giant hall with a part of it set as a theatre stage. Behind the stage there's a doorway to a balcony overlooking a courtyard. The hall is full of mages and vampires, some studying scrolls, some chanting and some drawing chalk sigils on the floor
Cecilia enters the hall, hugging the Ex Libris Necro and makes her way through the crowd, humming happily. She walks past Philippe de Marseilles, who is getting a full physical examination from Dr. Emma Dodd
PHILIPPE
Miss Lyons! Be a dear
And tell good doctor here
To back off and let me rest!
CECILIA (absent-mindedly)
Chill, I'm sure that she knows best
Cecilia hurries past Agent Revere who is studying The King in Yellow and gibbering maniacally. Finally she spots Pierre painting a giant glyph on the stage. Her face lights up and she rushes to tap him on the shoulder
CECILIA
I have fulfilled your task
Here is the tome you ask
(Fluttering eyelids, shooting another blast of ÜberCute)
Now, won't a girl who's been so sweet
Be getting just the smallest treat?
Pierre grabs the tome, hardly even noticing Cecilia. The blast of cuteness hits a wall and dissipates into a million butterflies
PIERRE
The final one at last!
Oh, this is such a blast!
(Adressing the hall, still ignoring Cecilia:)
Hey everyone, let's do this right
We'll start the ritual tonight!
He hurries off. Cecilia just stands there with her mouth hanging open. She bursts into tears and rushes out of the hall
CECILIA (Screaming)
I hate you I hate you I hate you!
Themistocles hears Pierre's declaration and looks quite troubled. Ambrogino is discussing excitedly with Mendel. Themistocles pulls his sleeve and whispers to him
THEMISTOCLES
Ambrogino, we must talk
Let us go out for a walk
(louder so Mendel hears)
I think our friend here needs fresh air!
MENDEL (puzzled)
He doesn't breathe-
THEMISTOCLES (cuts him off)
-Yeah, like I care.
Ambrogino gets the hint and follows Themistocles out of the hall, grinning at the prospect of more intrigue. When they are a few minutes walk from the mansion, Themistocles adresses him:
THEMISTOCLES
I've revealed a shocking fact:
There's a traitor in our pack!
I shall tell you what I ponder...
But please, first stand over yonder!
He points at a clearly artificial HUGE pile of sticks
AMBROGINO (shrughs, starts climbing on the pile)
I'll trust you, just like before
But your news shock me to core
So please, T-man, do tell me now...
(steps on a time-frozen twig which then causes the entire
pile/bonfire to burst into huge flames. Temporis 4 = FUN!)
Shit, I am burning! Why... And HOW?
Themistocles gloats at burning Ambrogino
THEMISTOCLES
Here's a fact you missed, I bet:
I am not of Troile's get!
My twinkish powers freeze the time
Though they're not printed in Red Sign!
Ambrogino goes whoosh
THEMISTOCLES
You're arrogant, and now you're dead
I bet you wish you would have read
My true lineage from the pages
Of books handling the Dark Ages!
Themistocles starts heading back towards the mansion
THEMISTOCLES
And good riddance, too! Now to stop that ritual...
JEAN-PAUL JOREAU
I don't think so... lawn chair.
The Nephandus steps out from behind a tree and blasts poor Themistocles into torpor with pure Prime power. Then he hurries back to the mansion
JEAN-PAUL
So sorry, everyone! Ambrogino and Themmie won't be partaking in the ritual. Stage fright, I'm sure you all understand. They wished us the best of luck, though.
END OF ACT III