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 Posted: Wed Aug 03, 2011 9:26 pm
 Unlike Romane the discomfort of being soaked through didn't phase Vladimir. Especially since he had gotten used to it as a child. When you had no where to go when a storm hit you were bound to get bombarded by the weather. So you learned to deal with it. And he probably shouldnt have gone out in such weather, he could catch a cold.. or whatnot. But Camelia's house had become a bit.. confining, and he needed to speak to the head doctor about his brother. Vlad just watched as Romane approached him and then spoke. Her assumption had him smirking and shaking his head. " Unbelievable. Yet again Romane, your assumption about me is wrong." Vlad rolled his eyes at her. "I came here to tell the b***h, to stay away from my brother. She has him all kinds of insecure now. And all from a little talk with Miss psycho here." Vlad said as he gestured to the door. He shook his head at Romane and moved to open the door, he wasn't about to have another animal fight with the officer. Opening Eva's room door just a crack a thought occurred to Vlad, that had him slamming the door shut and glaring at Romane. "Alright. First off. If anyone needs their head checked its you. And what ******** position what are you implying?!" Vlad said as he pointed to Romane, Vlad got defensive, a low growl in his voice already. "Why the hell were you at Camelia's that day anyways? What didnt think id step up and be a Father. Why the hell would you think that? Well look at that, Romane's wrong again! Just like those damned rumors that are untrue, which i thought you would understand. You seemed to at one point, but no, your just a paranoid ******** b***h who has some fascination with my life and anyone involved with it." Vlad hissed at Romane, as he took a step towards her. "What makes you think i need to see a head doc anyways?! There's alot of other people that could use some therapists advice. Im not one of them!" Vlad growled his face inches from Romane's. "You're not even a good stalker Romane! I dont like people getting into my head, or watching my every move. I will take care of my child.. i will take care of my Camelia. Nothing will hurt them."
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Posted: Thu Aug 04, 2011 3:26 pm
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Zemblanity Insomnia Captain
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High-functioning Marshmallow
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Posted: Sun Aug 07, 2011 3:42 pm
Before either could say anything, though, the door was yanked open and in came a.. very tall woman. So tall, in fact, that Romane was curious if her files had been incorrect and she was actually of the opposing gender. But, she had faith in her documents and the clothing itself was enough of an indicator. She had seen some males fool the majority of the town, but Romane had never been one to fall into that category. A male was a male and a female was a female, regardless of clothing – it only confused her when it appeared others couldn't distinguish between the two. But, that wasn't important. Her brows rose as she listened to the woman, looking at Vladimir with what could be taken as some sort of amusement. But, the rest of her features remained stern to offset such a guess. As the doctor left, Romane followed after her without a word to Vladimir, expecting him to follow considering his adversity to running away – physically, at least. “A correction in your assumptions, doctor.” She stated after taking a quick sweep of the room – nothing obscure? Good. “Mr. Tepes and I are not and can not be 'friends'. I have come today along with Mr. Tepes to correct a particular misguidance of his. Your education would be an appreciated aid in the task as Mr. Tepes is not the.. ah, easiest of civilians to convince.”
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Posted: Sun Aug 07, 2011 4:38 pm
Between Eva and Romane, and consequently everything else. Vlad snapped, not his usual way of snapping. He just was so angry, and seeing so much red at what both had said he was at a loss for words. He wanted to strangle them both to death, but he couldnt.. because they were women, and his conscience wouldnt let him hurt a woman intentionally, unless they wanted it.. in a sexual way. Vlad's eye just twitched and he let out another wolfish snarl before he followed Romane into the room of the b***h head doctor. Vlad hadnt even noticed how tall the woman was, because at the time his back had been to Eva.
Oh he couldnt believe either of them! Appointment! like she ******** expected him to be here for something he didnt want to do, or make?! He did not need psychiatric help! ooo he hated this blond b***h already.. to what level he wasnt sure yet. But he wanted to punch her in her stupid face already. Not that he would, no instead he would end up punching the wall.. or maybe smashing a window.. or her desk, or a chair.. or that painting. And Romane! Vlad's eyes were filled with a raging hellfire of anger towards both the women in the room. Romane.. ooooh that little red headed blue eyed b***h! He wasnt taking steps to protect Cam or his son?! WHAT THE ******** DID THAT MEAN?! That thought had Vlad growling and death glaring at Romane, his hands in fists. How dare she attack him for that! Oh he wanted her to burst into flames.. burst into flames... no, no Vlad thats bad, calm down.
Vlad took his eyes off of Romane and closed them for a moment. He exchanged his growling for teeth grinding, which eventually calmed into a slow shakily released exhale of breath. Reopening his eyes Vlad was still angry but a bit calmer than before.
"Alright... first off..." Vlad said as calmly as he could, he looked to Eva. "Sorry for this. But ******** you im not here to talk to you. Im here to tell you to stay away from my brother. Second off..." Vlad said as he looked back to Romane. ""And what the ******** do you mean by im not taking steps to see to Cam and Isaac's safety?! What the ******** are you trying to imply?" Vlad said the growl coming back as he focused on Romane. Vlad shook his head and put up his hands waving them through the air. Vlad said as he turned on his heels and started out of Eva's office.
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Zemblanity Insomnia Captain
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Posted: Sun Aug 07, 2011 5:30 pm
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Posted: Sun Aug 07, 2011 7:29 pm
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High-functioning Marshmallow
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Posted: Sun Aug 07, 2011 7:55 pm
Vlad had heard what Eva said.. the long list... Some that was true.. some that wasnt, and others that he refused to believe were true. He did not have Anger issues.. he wasnt controling.. no wait..well he definately wasnt possessive agressive.. whatever that was! And he had never abused his own family! Or have sex with a minor.. Una was 18 at the time.. and.. she came onto him and he would never force someone into that. And those damned ***** charges! And he was not a jealous person! Right...? Vlad stopped in thought and mid stride when he saw Romane reach for something. Was she going to cuff him? Mace him? Hit him? Did she really think he was that much of a threat to her? He wanted to hit her.. didnt mean he would. He would never.. not after all that he had been through! And that was another thing.. why did that have to be brought up. The trauma in his past... The drugs in the porn.. well that was true enough but only with those willing to be on camera, besides that was lost in the fire. But.. why did she have to bring up his past? When would it stop haunting him?! As he thought about all this in silence, Vlad realized as well that he was trapped, a feeling he didnt like. He didnt want to talk to this woman. He didnt want to open up old wounds, that he knew how to close on his own! So what if it wasnt what others did?! It helped him didnt it?! He had things under control! What would talking to her do?! Nothing! absolutely nothing! And now they were trapping him here anyways! Against his will, God knows what Romane could pull on him being a cop and the Psychologist could have him locked away indefinately! Away from his son away from Camelia! Vlad's heart rate had gone up, the entire time he had realized he was trapped. Fear, unable to be in control, anxiety and the like reared its ugly head and had Vlad on a quick path to breathing rapidly. Not hyperventilating yet.. but soon. Vlad put his hands on his head and dragged his nails across his scalp repeatedly to try and calm. This wasnt working.. he had come here to say one thing! One thing! To help his brother and now he was trapped, forced to talk about his own issues when he had Camelia and his son, his only son, the light in his life... alone in a house.. in the middle of the storm! Closing his eyes momentarily Vlad released his own head, before his eyes shot open and he spun on his heels. Facing Eva, a mixture of fear and anger was present in his hazel gaze. "I cant.. do this right now! I have a son and his mother at home.. i cant leave my Camelia and Isaac alone in this storm! You cant force things out of me! And only part of that list is true! And.. God dammit!" Vlad growled and took enough steps forward to slam his hands on Eva's desk. The mixed look was still in his eyes. "I dont like being out of control! Your not leaving me with any choice in this matter! And-And what can you really tell me that i dont already know about my own damned issues?! Nothing! Thats what! Im not some damned... psycho pathic killer, so stop treating me like one! And stop bringing up my past!" Vlad barked, but the demanding tone was subdued, he sounded more like an animal backed into a corner of the room.
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Posted: Sun Aug 07, 2011 8:25 pm
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Zemblanity Insomnia Captain
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High-functioning Marshmallow
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Posted: Sun Aug 14, 2011 10:03 pm
“I would discontinue such protests, Mr. Tepes. Did you honestly believe I would simply ignore what you said? You have given me little reason to do so.” She added dryly – between his constant insults on her sanity and the lovely names he spouted at her, she wouldn't say they were even close to 'friends'. “If you had any common sense, this would have been expected.” She looked over to the doctor next, but with nothing to really say outside of a nod to tell her to speak.
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Posted: Mon Aug 15, 2011 12:17 pm
Eva's childish smile had Vlad furious again. So he was right! She did enjoy picking apart men and beating them down. Well ******** all if he was going to let her get off on destroying him. Vlad was ready to bark at Eva. How dare the woman celebrate like that and treating him like a child that had gotten an A on a test! That was no way to build up a relationship with a client. Isnt that what this b***h was suppose to do? To get him to open up and spill the beans?! Instead she was rubbing s**t in his face and then congratulating him on proving her right! She was bat s**t crazy if she thought after that little insight into her, Vlad would give her any more fuel for the fire. Eva's questions were irritating, her calm intrigue was enraging and her steady gaze a challenge he couldnt win. Romane's words slowly sank in as Vlad stayed where he was. Romane was treating him like a criminal, Eva was treating him like a child. Vlad dropped his gaze to his hands on Eva's desk. It wasnt fair... Vlad frowned, his shoulders sinking in defeat. It wasnt because of what either woman said persay, but what control they had over him if they really wanted to. Pip had nearly had his daughter taken from him because of Eva's little game here. They could do the same to him if they wanted, with the police force backing it up on top of it. They could strip him of his son, with that long list Eva had spout out alone, not to mention the rumors that surrounded him. And that thought had his heart sinking into the pit of his stomach. With a rather defeated look Vlad backed up into the chair behind him before sitting down in it. He pulled his one leg up close to his chest. He was far from comfortable with any of this. Being forced to talk about something he had just gotten over. Well not just.. but close enough. He didnt want to talk about his issues or why he did what he did. Because he knew they would see something he didnt and... he didnt want to know what that could be. But he was stuck... he had few options. Run, only to be shot, arrested and brought back here, forced onto medication and then forced to talk this crap out anyways. Or start talking now... He should have never left Camelia and Isaac.... "Of course she's aware she's my Camelia.. " Vlad said softly. " And ill tell you what i told her when she asked me the same question. She's mine.. not as in property... not some toy... but mine as in- Camelia became mine when we first slept together, when she got pregnant with Constantine, when i realized she's the only woman who understands me, lets me take control in bed, who presents a challenge to me but is, independent, nice, kind and beautiful. She became mine when i realized i l-.." Vlad stopped himself, what the hell was he just about to say? Not that word.. not in that way... No.. he wasnt in love with her.. not in that way... right? His newly increased heart rate told him otherwise. Love, in that way, meant commitment, commitment meant he should marry Camelia, which meant he wouldnt be able to play with other women.... but did he really want to play with other woman right now!? Vlad was scaring himself, ********! this is why he didnt want to talk!
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Zemblanity Insomnia Captain
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Posted: Fri Aug 19, 2011 2:41 pm
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Posted: Sat Aug 20, 2011 7:33 pm
No that wasnt true, Camelia was his with or without their son in the picture... right? No she had meant something more to him than just another person he slept with. She was more than just that... Vlad frowned at these thoughts and Eva's questions. He didnt want to answer her. No he didnt feel the need to control her... right? And Camelia wouldnt leave him she-.. what if she did though? OH he would be pissed, oh he wouldnt kill the man but he sure as hell would hit him. And why was Romane still following him? Because of his history with killing his tormentors, yeah he would kill someone like the Enzo's if they ever returned but.. innocents, children and women he would never kill. He would never hit a woman or a child either, yell at, bark get angry but.... "Thats not.." Vlad started once he had his thoughts straight. He shook his head and frowned though that didnt last for long before his lips went into a snarl and his eyes went dark. " Cam's more than just a woman ive slept with. She.. Goddammit.." Vlad growled and stood up. He pointed at Eva, now glaring daggers at her. He didnt like these questions he didnt want to think about this he hated this kind of crap! "Cam's more than that to me. With or without my son, alright so maybe her having my child amplified my feelings for her a bit, but i cared for her before all that. Maybe not as deeply as i do now but that i think is irrelevant. And of course id be ******** pissed and heartbroken if she left me. No i wouldnt kill the ******** she went out with, but id sure as hell punch the ******** though! But thats it!" Vlad barked, there went the calmer demeanor. "And ask her why she's stalking me! The only reason why i could see her still hounding me is because of what i did in the past! The only person or type of person i would and have killed are those who rape, molest and torment! I killed that priest who raped me and his whore of a wife! And id kill the Enzo's too if i could for what they did to Bela, that innocent man Cadeon, myself and whomever else they harmed! No one who touches a child like that or forces themselves upon a woman, or who kills and tortures others deserves to live!" Vlad barked, his heart rate through the roof, his eyes ablaze with the fires of hell themselves. "If thats a crime, which i dont think it should be! Because you havent been in that position, now have you Eva?! You've never had to watch as a little girl, a year younger than you was raped infront of you! Screaming for you to make him stop! That it hurt and all she wanted was you to save her!" Vlad's eyes had drastically changed at this point. They were dark, distant, somewhere.. not here. And his breathing was well he was more hyperventilating, as he relived this little part from his past. He could see the blonde girl, Sarah, right there, right where Eva was. And he was back to being a little boy, watching as the priest forced himself on her over and over again, while she cried out in pain.
"But i couldnt! B-because his whore of a wife had me chained to a goddamn heavy wooden chair!" Vlad barked, his voice filled with anguish and fear. "Every fiber of my being wanted that man dead! And every cell in my body wanted to take her place! The girls didnt deserve it! And i was too weak to save them! Everytime... everytime he raped them, i wished it was me just so they didnt have to go through that. They shouldnt have gone through that. And when he did come after me... i was thankful.. because at least the girls were safe for the time being.. no matter how much it hurt me, as long as he wasnt hurting them...- so i took control.. what little i had... i took every opportunity to have him focus on me.. and not the girls..... " Vlad cried out, tears streaming down his cheeks. He fought with the lump in his throat. But it didnt last long before he collapsed to his knees and wrapped his arms around himself. The flood gates were open, and Vlad was really fragile at the moment.
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High-functioning Marshmallow
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Posted: Fri Aug 26, 2011 12:11 am
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Posted: Fri Aug 26, 2011 11:42 am
Had she ask all of that? She was pretty sure she hadn’t… It was… Well, a little more information hat she had bargained for, but… it was good, right? That the man was just letting it out like that? That was what she was trying to do, afterall… maybe not as soon as that and with such power, however… Then again, this did prove her thoughts that Vladmir, just like his brother, was a little attention whore. Oh, he would act all thought and mean around people, but the moment he had a chance to tell someone about his oh so dramatic past, he would just spill it up right there as if he was the most important person in the whole universe and that everyone should now focus on him. Stilll… God, man, get a hold of yourself. ”No, officer, you do not. I think I perfectly understand….”, she replied to Romane all while eyes, with a mix a confusion, fear, disgusts and a slight hint of pity, Vladimir who was now crying like a baby on the floor. ”Vladimir, stays there. I’m going to go get you a cup of water. Officer? Don’t let him leave the room?” The last thing she wanted was a man in his state walking around the clinic. Who know on who or what he could stumble upon.
She got up of her desk and crossed the room, walking as close to the wall and as far as Vladimir as she could without looking suspiciously weird and left the room. She walked down the hall way, going pass the water cooler and into Mao’s office, without even bothering to knock. After that day the previous season when she had walked on him naked in his office with leaches on his butt and wolfban around his next and god knew what painted all over his body, the separation limit between then had been broken and privacy had went to hell. There wasn’t anything she could see while walking in his office that would shock her anymore. ”Doctor? Can I ask for you help with one of my patients in my office? Well… You’re help and 20cc of morphine and a good 30 centimetre needle.” What had she said about Vladimir? Not letting him walk around the cleaning in his state? Well, the hell with that, she wasn’t letting him walk on the island.
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Zemblanity Insomnia Captain
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High-functioning Marshmallow
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Posted: Sat Aug 27, 2011 1:48 am
 
In another part of the clinic, a door or two from the one in which this little encounter was taking place, Mao sat behind his desk. The man had been exploring the uses of bat dung, as one would expect from the clinic's head doctor and owner, strangely enough. A silver tray was set atop his desk, papers, pens, folders, and the usual miscellaneous objects one would find on a business owner's desk covered and protected from the smelly concoctions he was creating. It was hard to say what it was exactly he had one the desk, but almost every color of the rainbow could be found in the gooey, crinkled, or plump array, one red, jelly-bean shaped object was before him with a syringe being pushed into the center of it. The surgical mask and goggles he donned, smeared with red and a chunky yellow substance, were splattered with a new cream-colored liquid just as Eva entered the room. He frowned from behind the mask, arching a brow at the woman as his only visible sign of acknowledgment. He disliked being disturbed but, unfortunately for him, there weren't many psychiatrists asking to move out to Nirvani for him. Eva, annoying as she may be, was necessary.
Any irritations toward her, however, quickly evaporated as she mentioned a 'needle'. Oh. Ohoho. He stood up immediately, pulling the dirtied mask down with one gloved hand and smiling as if she had just told him one of the gay men in town had come in pregnant by one of his fertility drugs. “I see. Well, obviously, I don't have anything more important to do than your job.. Aside from my own work, that is.” He shrugged slightly as he took off the mask and goggles, pulling the needle up to wipe it off with a sleeve in his eagerness. Eh, he had sterilized the chicken testicle before he stabbed it – it should be fine.. Good enough for a crazy, in any case. He went off to one of his desk drawers, pulling it open to idly pick up one of the various medications he kept on hand. ..It was hard to say whether one should be worried that Mao had 20cc of morphine on hand in his desk, but the fact remained he had it. He took it in one hand and, holding the needle so it pointed straight to the ceiling, he walked by her with a grin. He didn't need to ask where the patient was as there was only one office to hold loonies anymore.. “Clear the way.” He stated the second he opened Eva's office door, walking by a semi-confused Romane as she hovered between shooting the intruder or allowing him inside. Whatever she decided on, it wasn't quick enough before Mao had knelt, stabbed, and injected the morphine into Vladimir with the speed of a very large, very angry, and very venomous snake. By the look on his face, though, the comparison probably wasn't too off.
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