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 Posted: Sat Oct 30, 2010 8:15 pm
dame looks slightly taken aback and sits up, "...You...you don't think playing jokes is fun?" She tilts her head to the side, "We can get you some clothes, or at least a shirt, from the nurses' closet. They have extra scrubs."
She stares down at her hands, looking almost like a balloon with the air let out, "We...we don't have to go and make mischief if you don't want to..."
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Posted: Sat Oct 30, 2010 9:14 pm
Daniel slumps his shoulders as he lets out a sigh.
"It's not like that Dame. I mean, sure it's fun but, I don't know. A week ago I would've jumped at the chance to loosen some of the stiff necks around here. Now? What with all I've seen and heard in the last few days or so, the least of which is this little message thing, I don't even know if I'm safe to be around anymore."
Daniel rises and walks back over to stand in front of the wardrobe. Staring at it, he stuffs his hands into his pants pockets, looking lost.
"I don't even know what I am. And before, it didn't matter. I figured it would all just come back eventually, and that I might as well enjoy life in the meantime. But now my not knowing may have...I didn't know they would..."
Daniel's head sinks almost to his chest as he struggles to find words, though he keeps his eyes fixed on the wardrobe. The emotions on his face have clearly gone from lost to despondent.
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Posted: Sat Oct 30, 2010 9:27 pm
dame stands to her feet, turning towards him and cocking out one hip, hands crossing defiantly underneath her bosom, attitude kicking in, "Daniel. stare I am not a defenseless girl. Sure," she shrugs her shoulders, "I'm not exactly allowed my weapons in here, but I was not trained to just be left high and dry without them. I might not be as good, but I am still damn good enough. If something "dangerous"," she uses her fingers to make quote marks, "happens while you're around, I can hold my own."
She walks up to him, placing a hand on his arm, voice lower and slightly softer, "Daniel, I'm a trained killer. I'm not some delicate flower. And if something comes along that can take me out, then," she shrugs again, "Maybe it was my time. You need to stop worrying so much. wink Your memory'll come back in due time. When it wants to. When it needs to. When it's time. 3nodding "
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Posted: Sat Oct 30, 2010 9:45 pm
Daniel just nods his head. His eyes seeing beyond her though, seemingly sad. There is also strain around his mouth, as if he must hold it forcefully shut. Finally, the strain lessens and his gaze returns.
"Alright. You're right. It's just that..."
Daniel looks at Dame out of the corners of his eyes, his gaze momentarily flickering just over her shoulder, then back just as quickly.
"Nothing. Nevermind."
Looking back up at the wardrobe and taking a deep breath, Daniel pulls his hands from his pockets and turns to Dame.
"Well, since you seem to have a better handle on the situation than I do at the moment, what would you recommend we do first?"
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Posted: Sat Oct 30, 2010 10:24 pm
dame looks up at him and tilts her head to the side again, hand moving to gingerly touch his chest, "No...what was it? What were you going to say, Daniel?" Concern fills her eyes as she waits for his response.
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Posted: Sat Oct 30, 2010 10:37 pm
Daniel closed his eyes momentarily, mentally berating himself for being so readable. When he opened them again, he could barely stand the concern in Dame's face. He didn't want it there, and he especially didn't want to be the cause of it. He can't even bring himself to look her in the eye as he speaks.
"I got people killed. Not by anything I did or didn't do, but just by being. The man I met, the one who wouldn't really tell me anything, well he did tell me one thing. That I was better off where ever I had been. Where I had hidden. He didn't know it but that means here."
Daniel closes his eyes again as he continues to speak, memory pulling at his face.
"No one mentioned any details, but when the attack began a name kept being said. Mahvatshi. I don't recognize it still, yet I think I know it. But it was clear that I was the reason. I could see it their eyes. A despearte situation had been made hopeless by my arrival. And they all died because of that. That's how I got hurt. Explosions, fire, death all around. They never stood a chance with all their fancy weapons and technology, and yet I bounce back like nothing ever happened. It isn't fair."
Daniel's head sinks once more, and he seems tired, exhausted from the recollection.
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Posted: Sat Oct 30, 2010 10:58 pm
{{OMG dame I just noticed you hair! Now I can't get the picture of a pink haired Wolverine out my head! rofl I'm gonna have such a headache from all this laughing!}}
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Posted: Sat Oct 30, 2010 11:11 pm
(( rofl Oh Icy. We are having WAY too much fun. rofl rofl I called you Legs!!! xd rofl ))
"Oh Daniel..." she touches his face lightly and pads across the room, closing the door to her room. Then dame returns to the weary man, takes him gently by the hand and leads him to the spare bed. She turns down the covers, fluffs the pillow and gently pushes him to a sitting position. She helps him out of his boots and makes him lay down, covering him up and tucking him in. She places her fingers against his cheek again, "You rest, alright? Some good rest will do you well." She walks away, turns off the light, and slips into her own bed.
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Posted: Sat Oct 30, 2010 11:22 pm
Daniel simply lets himself be led and directed, lost in his own thoughts. As he lays there, staring at the ceiling as the lights go out, a thought flickers at the back of his mind. A possibility that had been nagging him since had returned. It's worth a shot.
"Thank you Dame."
He doesn't know why he says it, but it came before he had time to consider. Leaving the statement at that, Daniel closes his eyes, trying to relax himself. But whenever he manages to blank his mind, distant cries and yelling fills his ears, and dust and fire fills his eyes. Sleep is a long time coming, but Daniel is patient. And ready.
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Posted: Sat Oct 30, 2010 11:37 pm
dame speaks softly from the other bed, shifting, "No problem." She starts humming quitely and singing very low, to help lull him to sleep.
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Posted: Sun Oct 31, 2010 9:54 am
dame wakes up early for a Sunday, but later than normal, feeling very well rested, a grin on her face. She rolls over on her back and stretches, sitting up. She smiles and blushes slightly, thinking of her dreams from the previous night. dame leans over and opens her nightstand drawer, pulling out her stationary and a pen. She grins, a slight colour graces her cheeks, as she starts writing.The Letter dame 10/31/10
I dreamt about you last night, baby. We were at the bar, having a good time, surrounded by our friends. They seemed a bit confused but overall, it was just like old times. We danced and teased and laughed. You carried me to the car, wrapped in your coat, me cuddling sleepily in your arms. Then drove us home, one arm around me. It was a lovely dream, Flame.
I miss you so much. I haven't seen you in so long...I hope you aren't angry with me. I haven't heard from you and...I miss you. I literally ache with longing. sad I hope to be out soon...I hope you can come visit soon, Flame. I would like that...
I want to be back in your arms soon, Flame.
heart , dame.
P.S. Sorry this letter is so mushy. I'm still on a high from the dream. -sigh- It was so lovely...and so life like. sad I miss you. -sends hugs and kisses-
dame rises from her bed, slides on her slippers and looks over at Daniel's still sleeping frame. She smiles softly to herself and pads over to the door, slipping out and quietly closing the door behind her.
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Posted: Sun Oct 31, 2010 10:10 am
dame's Letter to the Ladies Ladies,
I am writing this letter to apologize for my sporadic and volatile behaviour these last few months. The doctors tell me that I slowly developed (or lost, in my opinion) the incapability to deal with my emotions. I essentially lost that cap to hold them in and process them rationally and logically.
So far in my treatment I can successfully somewhat control my sadness and get a grip on my depression. (I am also taking med for this too.) Happiness and anger I am still working on. It might sound odd to need a cap for happiness but I am unable to control how happy I get over very small things. (A butterfly should not make me so happy that I cry.) The doctors are very nice and are diligently working with me.
I do not hold back with the nurses or doctors here. If I feel like sharing, even if it’s not my session time, they take the time to listen and voice record so my therapist can hear. (The tapes are most likely kept or destroyed for patient protection.) They know almost everything and I only tell my therapist some things. They have a great patient/doctor/staff confidentially there. (Something I checked into before I came here.)
I miss you guys an awful lot. The doctors and nurses and other girls and women are nice but it’s just isn’t the same as friends.
Psy – How’s the wedding coming along? Dougherty still treating you good?
Leko – Have you taken care of that S.O.B. yet? I’d hate to get out of here only to end up in the big house. wink Tell Ayami I miss her as well.
Kat – How are ya babe? Psy’s not running you ragged with wedding plans is she? You and Dec getting in some alone time or are you on to some knew beau now?
Has anyone heard from Icy? Do we know anything on that front? I worry sometimes about where she is or what has happened. Flame usually very tight-lipped on the matter. stare Accursed man. God how I miss him.
Well it’s almost lights out, so I need to be going. Just know I miss you guys a lot and I can’t wait for you to come visit! Soon ladies, soon!
Much love,
dame heart
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Posted: Sun Oct 31, 2010 10:20 am
dame's Sappy Letter to Flame Flame,
Just thought I’d send this little letter to tell you how much I miss you! I miss everything about you. The way you would sometimes stare at me incredulously for a moment before shaking your head. I loved that every time you did it, I caught that little smile playing at the corner of your lips. I miss the way you feel in my arms and the smell of the toothpaste you use. I miss the way you lowered your eyelids when I did or said or wore something you really liked. I miss the way you chuckle when I say something off the wall and the way you oogle my legs.
I miss the way your skin looks and feels against mine, how you would wrap your arms around me and not let go even when I told you I was getting hot. I love the way you don’t always cave to me or my whims, even with I know you want to. I miss the sound of your voice in the morning, when you are just waking up and it’s gravelly and rough.
I miss getting out the towels from the dirty clothes when you have only used them once! You were clean when you dried off! xd ! I miss you yelling at me for somehow getting the entire bathroom floor wet when we have a perfectly good rug to stand on while toweling off.
I even miss when you’d clench your jaw every time I’d come home from The Colourful Kitten, or every time you’d see my outfit before I left or even mentioned it in our conversation.
I miss randomly roughhousing with you and how you’d let me win sometimes. I miss your breath against my neck and your whispers In my ear. I miss the way you make me feel and how I am almost always crimson around you.
I miss your calculating intelligence and a mind for logistics – how you think everything out and how that rivals my impulsiveness. I miss your strength of mind and body. I miss how you are my complete opposite and yet you want me still, in spite of it.
All in all, Flame. I miss YOU. All of you.
heart dame
P.S. I love that you will probably hate this sappy letter yet you’ll keep it for a while anyway. wink
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Posted: Sun Oct 31, 2010 4:00 pm
Daniel suddenly realized his eyes were open. Or perhaps they had never been closed. He could never tell here, with the all encompassing darkness. Looking down he can see himself, and is only vaguely taken aback by the fact that he is dressed. And not only dressed, but outfitted and armored like the man he had met. Impact armor covered all of his vital areas, while the rest of the body suit he wore was comprised of a flexible Kevlar composite. It looked worn, heavily used and punished by combat. And then realization sets in, as Daniel remembers.
Spinning in place he sees nothing, but the anger welling up inside him wants a target. He needs something to face. To blame.
Mahvatshi.
Nothing. The sound of his voice is swallowed up as if he were in a tiny padded box.
MAHVATSHI!
A wind stirs against his back, and Daniel spins around as a figure becomes distinct behind him. It is the masked figure, though he is not nearly as large seeming as before. Barely taller than himself, the figure advances slowly, a dark black cape swirling about as it comes, and the white and black mask in an unchanging state of contempt. Daniel realizes that something isn't quite right about the figure, and finally notices its limbs. The arms seem too long, both of its six-clawed hands almost reaching to its feet. And even through the robes, Daniel can see that the movement of legs indicating much longer limbs than should be there.
Have you reeeeemembered? Have you fffffinally come to give It to meeeee?
I don't know what you are, and nor do I care. But I came to give you nothing except a promise. You will answer for what you did to those people.
The mask flickered as it rotated slightly to one side, the expression become momentarily quizzical before flickering into a wicked snarl of a grin.
You know myyyyy name, yet do nnnnnot know me. How sssssad for you. But Perhapsssss a little refresssssher will work nowwwww, that you havvvvve opened the door.
One of the figures hands suddenly darted out, and a singular claw straightened out and embedded itself in Daniel's forehead. He spasmed. Every muscle felt like it was on fire, and yet his head, and his very mind felt as if icy tendrils were creeping through them. Then he was seeing things, images, flashes that he could barely keep up with. There was a man, but he was not a man. A sentient being that was not human. It was young, now older. There was fire, happiness, hatred, learning, and death. He saw many creatures like the first, recognizing their shape as the one of figure before him. He saw them writhing, burning, melting. He saw a youth sad for his loss, but happy for his new friend. He saw the youth twisted and angry, hungry for more. He saw a mask being donned by the youth, the look of contempt seemingly permanent upon its visage.
And just as suddenly it was gone. Daniel hadn't realized he had fallen to his knees. His stomach was in knots, and his muscles were as water. Looking up he was met by the black and white sneer of Mahvatshi.
Do you reeeeemember yet? Did you seeeee what was done? Whooooo has done it? Dooooo you remember me yeeeet, old friend?
Daniel pushed himself to his feet, ready to face the creature, but when his gaze rose, he saw dozens of dead people standing around him. Men and women, dressed for combat, and in various stages and manners of death. The people from the attack. The people his presence had killed.
If you givvvvve It to me, I will ennnnnd this all now. No more suffffffering, no more death.
Daniel steadied himself.
Even if I knew what you wanted, beast, I would not give it to you.
Mahvatshi shrugged, or something comparable to it in Daniel's eyes. The cloak and body faded and vanished, leaving only the mask floating there, gloating.
Then their blllllood, and that of those ssssstill to come, are on yyyyyour hands.
The mask suddenly winked out, and as if a signal, the dead people before him charged. Massing over Daniel, they crushed and pummeled him, smashing him beneath their increasing numbers. Daniel pushed, kicked, and tried to free himself. None of it seemed to help, as the bodies continued to pile on. The last thing he heard as the Darkness became complete once more, was the rattling and tearing laughter of Mahvatshi, somewhere distant.
<<<<>>>>
Daniel awoke with a start, only mildly surprised to find his face smashed against the floor, while the rest of him hung from the bed. Groggily, he pushed himself back onto the matress, and faced the ceiling once more. The dream was not quick in fading this time. He could see it, even feel it still. The encounter raised more questions and gave no answers. Turning his head, Daniel noticed that Dame had left at some point already. Stretching, Daniel closed his eyes to try and get some real rest.
You will answer for your actions Mahvatshi. Whatever you are.
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Posted: Thu Nov 11, 2010 6:44 pm
((Retroposting to maybe kinda catch dame and Daniel back up to the present.))
dame gently shakes Daniel awake, whispering, "Daniel...Daniel honey, wake up. Hon, you have been sleeping for almost three days! Wake up, Daniel, you have GOT to be starving! I sneaked you some food!" She sits down on the edge of the bed, pulling the TV tray she 'borrowed' closer. On top was a cafeteria tray filled with that night's dinner: roasted chicken, steamed broccoli, cooked carrots, mashed potatoes, a peach and a small carton of milk. Also around the plate was three small bowls of assorted pudding and a bottle of water.
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