Sitting on a small stool facing the camera, clad in a nondescript black t-shirt over a pair of grey jeans is Hans ‘The Baron’ von Richtoven.
He’s staring into the camera, ready to begin.
(Hans): Today is mein first day in the Academy for a few days now. I’m sure you can all understand how unsettling unt difficult these last few weeks have been for both my wife unt I.
As you are all aware, my wife, Vanessa, mein schatz, sie hat… she has decided to end her role with the HWA with immediate effect. The impact to her mental and physical wellbeing could not be ignored any longer.
Shuffling somewhat on his chair as if to distract from the tension he’s already feeling, Hans pauses momentarily.
A small sigh, no sense in delaying any more.
(Hans): As there is little sign of the cause of this ending soon, neither of us wish to endanger her further by putting her in a position where she would be faced with further physical assaults and mental torture in public. I would ask that you respect her wishes and give her the privacy right now that she needs.
To that end, I would also respectfully ask that calls and queries directed to the Pacific Fertility Center stop. My wife and I’s attempts to conceive was not intended to go public, now that it has, it does not change that it is a private matter. Any update regarding the recent event is also not for the tabloids, jah, again, das ist private.
The last few words have been chewed out, Hans clearly on edge and maintaining as tight a grip on his emotions as possible.
(Hans): I would like to address my own immediate future. I am a competitor, I am signed with the HWA as such, this is not changing. While I do not have a match for the upcoming Havoc, mein freunds Butch and Wisdom seeing that it may not have been best that I compete, I will be there.
Mein freund Matthew, Red Dragon, it has been decided for us to face off a later date rather than at Helloween Harvest as initially announced some weeks ago now. To provide clarity to our fans, this was decided upon by both of us. We wish to honour mein freund’s accomplishments and this will happen when appropriate.
I’ve been informed that I’m to face Herr Price at Helloween Harvest instead. Herr Price ist ein wunderbarer konkurrent, unt he will be a man focused on winning. Ich… I will need to be focused, jah, his recent results are misleading, anyone who has watched those matches knows that.
The next words out his mouth are lower in volume, emotion tinging each word, sadness, anger, focus. All of it present.
(Hans): This decision to stay on with the HWA, I can’t lie, it was very tough to come to. I came back for meine frau, I was initially just training, it became more. I came back to support Vanessa do a job that she loved. And now she can’t do that. Unt here I am, in deeper than expected.
What we both know is that I’m not willing to turn tail and run. Und warum? I will make it safe again for my wife to come back to the job she loves.
A small ‘hmph’ sounds from the back of his throat.
(Hans): Consider it like Herr Price leaving Laney at home a few weeks ago, jah. You get the drift.
Leaving it implied, Hans considers adding more, but declines. His eyes flick to his watch and then back up to the camera.
(Hans): That’ll be all for now.
He reaches off screen for the remote, causing the scene to fade to black.
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