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 Posted: Thu Jun 21, 2012 2:23 pm
"WHAT a stubborn brat..."
"Reminds me of someone else I know..."
"Get him down, but do NOT touch his back."
"It's still burning inwards. I think that's his spine I can see..."
"And? He'll survive it. That's La Magra's host. I'm more concerned I didnt do ENOUGH, not vice versa."
"La Magra is, historically, almost as bad as Kuni. Especially as you caused the kid to stand up against him. You heard it."
"Regardless, the blood god is stuck with him as I with you. A broken host is useless. Incentive will be given if needed."
"...hate to be him when he wakes up."
Pulling Corbin down, the creature followed Roan as she walked back through the house, leaving the cell door open, and instructions with Jan to sluice the place down and air it. The stink clung to all three who had been there though even AFTER they reached Corbins rooms.
"Bathroom. Lets clean his back out before we really DO regret it."
Thankfully, her idea of cleaning his back did NOT include putting him in the bath OR shower directly. Instead, alkaline solution preceeded a gentle sponging with tepid water, followed by dressings and being laid into bed on his front.
Jan appeared an hour into this to set out two coolers of blood bags, before withdrawing in silence. Také too withdrew, though in his case it was more like fading away. Quietly taking a seat next to Corbin's bed, she set her feet on the edge of his bed, crossed her ankles.. and settled in to watch over him as he started the long process of recovery.
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Posted: Thu Jun 21, 2012 2:40 pm
It was likely not till they began treating him with the alkaline that it was noticed, but in what was perhaps a predictable turn of events, the viral markings that existed primarily within the brat's left arm had spread over his back within the wounds. Like an inky web meshed in the blood and chemical mess it writhed, as though it actually thrived in the fray.
After all was said and done though, healing was gradual, and by no means on par with what it would be had there been no acid in the equation. It still however, managed to confine the damage, and begin the restitution of scar tissue in the open cavities.
This would take more than a night, though as the morrow came, Corbin awoke, eye gradually sliding open as a exhausted groan fell from his lips like morning mist.
"Roan?..."
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Corbin DeSeer Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Jun 21, 2012 2:51 pm
The viral markings didn't suprise her. Part of her expected them, believed them something to do with the blood god.
And part of her, like an emerging migraine, watched them with some shadow of knowledge.... something like a whisper in the blood. A sense of dread that moved in her bone marrow, but without logical reason, or clarification.
She shook it off, and through the night dozed in a half-stupour, half an eye on the kid as healing continued. It was fast, despite the damage she'd inflicted, as expected. Yet as scar tissue settled in in lurid pink, she held onto the hope it would indeed stay that way, or they'd be doing this all again in a much much WORSE way.
When morning came, she reacted to the first mmovement in his face, opening her own eyes fully a minute before his, sitting up attentively.
As he practically gasped out a single word, she smiled softly, and relaxed.
"Don't try to move. I'm here."
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Posted: Thu Jun 21, 2012 2:59 pm
Turning his head to lay an eye on her, he smirked.
"Good. I owe you after all. That trick at the end, was a cheap move. Made me go back on my word I assume."
Wincing some as he tried to move against her advice, he settled, and focused instead on the markings that had taken to their own motions in his stead. Narrowing his eye, and concentrating on a more serene state of mind, he managed to instigate the gradual regression of the markings. Eventually they'd fall back into their seal upon his upper left arm.
"Have I at least earned a smoke?"
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Corbin DeSeer Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Jun 21, 2012 3:07 pm
"Hardly. It was over from the moment I called Také forth. You just didn't know it."
Smiling, she first opened one of the containers by her feet and passed him a blood bag, before then opening the drawer in the bedside unit and organising a smoke for him.
"So much pride. Be careful with it childe. Use it appropriately. Remember there are times it means nothing, times you can pretend you have none when you have it in spades... and times to have it in spades when others claim you have none.
Drink up. You're hurt bad, for all you would pretend it's not so bad. You have nothing to prove to me. Not now. Likely never again. Last night was acceptance. Cherish it."
As she was sorting smokes out, she deigned to take one for herself also, releasing her first smoke ring of the day with a pleasurable sigh.
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Posted: Thu Jun 21, 2012 3:16 pm
"Heh, much as I appreciate the advice, there i always something to prove. Or rather, maintain. I know you held back against me on that night we fought. How much, I don't know. You'll always have that spade. This I needed to maintain for myself."
With that said he bit into the blood pack and shortly after sucked it dry, in favour now of lighting his smoke, passing over a smoke ring for inhailing a third of the dab all at once, and sighing with exhalation in pleasure.
"So what next... Is there more initiation or, back to the job you gave me?"
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Corbin DeSeer Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Jun 21, 2012 3:21 pm
"You have the answer to that, childe. Name me. And tell me whats in a name."
Everything was a test. Always. Something, she felt, he knew innately, and couldn't help but act upon. Indeed, he was, it seemed, constantly setting himself tests to live up to. Did not his own words just confirm such?
Regardless. Time was something that would bring an innate order and understanding to them both, and time would not be rushed, even by the immortal.
"Just who are you, Corbin.. who are you really...."
The last sentance was murmured mostly to herself, her thoughts wandering alone among much of the last few weeks, and that nagginng feelinng in her very bones. Something.... no, gone. Just this boy, and a possibility...
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Posted: Thu Jun 21, 2012 3:31 pm
"DeSeer."
He said it so quickly, so instinctively and with such solid force in his eye as he stared at her. Almost, as though he hated. No, Loathed her. Perhaps even loved. Some say there is a fine line between the two but that wasn't so. Not with Corbin's current stare as evidence. It was simply that it held such determined significance as either emotion.
"You are my rival, mentor and goal."
Taking a pull on his cigarette as he slowly elevated to a seated position, he sighed, smoke rising up from his lips and nostrils to pass over his features before he once more stared at his Sire.
"What I tell you already. I'm a Corbin. Only thing that 'as changed is now, i'm a Corbin DeSeer. More than that is your personal opinion o' me."
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Corbin DeSeer Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Jun 21, 2012 3:37 pm
Once more, that predatory stillness came over her. Only the slight trail of rising smoke moved ash she stared ipassively at him while he spoke, eyes not even flicking or moving.
Time stilled, held its breath.... then sighed as the paper of her smoke softly crackled through her inhaling, motion returnig as she exhaled and recrossed her legs, leaning down to grab another blood pack to throw to him.
"Drink up. I need you healed before I can send you out to kill in our name. You have a long way to go before you match me... and further still, before we face the real challenge together. Do not disappoint me, pet."
She stood, inclined her head in a slight show of respect, then headed for the door.
"Oh and Corbin? I won't stand for time out to deal with your passenger. Get it under control, and learn to use it. You'll never best me otherwise."
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Posted: Thu Jun 21, 2012 3:45 pm
"Or that b*****d Ice, right?"
Catching the blood pack he turned his eye from her. He had learnt from that night. That night he pushed her too far. I had gotten him what he wanted but to do it now? He might as well tell Roan that he was pleased with what he got so far and wanted to bail.
He had met the fiend himself, and nearly was crushed in his own opinion. That he thought, earned him at least as much say in it as he had given.
"You're my rival Roan, not my enemy. There is an important distinction there."
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Corbin DeSeer Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Jun 21, 2012 3:52 pm
"If I didn't know that, you woldn't still be in possession of your head or your life, Magra or no. I'm not stupid enough to leave enemies alive to get stronger, pet."
She paused in the doorway to answer him, both eyes a lurid red as she gazed back at him, her tail cracking just once against the floor.
"Drink, heal, find me. There is a man I want you to find in turn. Try not to take too long."
A half smirk made its way on to her face before she ducked around the door and left.
While Corbin covalesced, the implaccable Jan would be around as always to see to his needs, particularly in the form of fresh towels, dressings and more vitae.
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Posted: Thu Jun 21, 2012 4:02 pm
He waited till she left. He waited, till he was sure she was downstairs. Or upstairs it didn't matter. Either way he was a portrait of perfect calm until then. Once he was sure however.
WHAM!
His fist swung back and fractured the wall behind his bed, as he growled with all the frustration pent up inside over what had happened yesterday. Between him and Magra, and his personal goals not being met.
He'd bitten clean through the filter of his cigarette in the moment of rage, so it meant patting the embers out in his lap on the sheet. Sighing he bit into the new blood pack, and cast an eye to the buttler, waving him over with a free hand.
He'd wait till he had approached, before speaking.
"Jan, right? Tell me. That poor sod I tried to save from Ice and his demented mate. Roan is likening me to him, isn't she. He's the unit of measurement i'm against. You must 'ave known 'im. Honestly, how do I compare right now?"
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Corbin DeSeer Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Jun 21, 2012 4:09 pm
Unmovable, Jan didn't react to the scene before him, merely laying out fresh towels and tidying around the room where Roan had been sat.
Respoonding to a direct query however, he headed over towards Corbin, pouring another blood pack out into a glass on the bedside without even thinking about it.
"Indeed you remember my name correctly young master. Would you care for a bath? I'd be pleased to draw it for you."
He spoke calmly and deliberately, not answering the question asked of him initially, though he did raise a hand to forestall Corbin commenting on such.
"Please don't get me wrong sir, it is my pleasure to serve you in all ways as I have always served the bloodline, however there are some things not discussed. Her Ladyship compares only herself to her previous actions. You are, in your own words, a Corbin. That is all that counts.
Where the Lords Syn are concerned, reality itself is a mere toy. What once was is long since gone. Her Ladyship Sires first in you. Were this not the case, I would warn you not to let her down. I feel no need to do such.
A bath, sir?"
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Posted: Thu Jun 21, 2012 4:22 pm
"No, thank you."
Eye closed, Corbin handed the butler his emptied bloodpack respectfully as he couldn't immediately note a bin, and accepted the new glass of vitae.
"If you don't mind, i'll instead take a change of clothes, and my weapons, if possible."
Moving his lower half in such a manner as to be able to stand from the side of the bed at whim, he finished the glass, and sought after a new cigarette.
"I have myself to live up to, and a job that needs doing. You don't have to be clean to dirty your hands."
Smirking at Jan, he raised his right hand, offering to shake.
"I can 'preciate yer loyalty. And for the love of ********, call me Corbin. I'm no master. I'll however take the blood available while I get suited, if'n you don't mind."
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Corbin DeSeer Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Jun 21, 2012 4:30 pm
Taking and disposing of the empty pack in a bin, Jan moved smoothly around Corbin as he got up, doing the necessary, and accepting the handshake with one strong with age and tightened sinew.
"You will find clothing suited to your size and needs in the wardrobe, and I'd be happy to warm your breakfast for you should you wish it. Her Ladyship is not expecting you to be doing anything save healing today, however I will access your weapons on your behalf if you still wish it, Master Corbin."
He smiled slightly as he spoke the last two words, ripping open pack after pack to fill a pitcher by the bed as Corbin drank down the glass already presented to him.
"My personal recommendation sir would be to make use of the VR room before approaching her Ladyship regarding your assignment. It would distress me greatly to hear your suffered uduly with your back."
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