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 Posted: Thu Mar 27, 2008 2:55 pm
There was really nothing Sibyl could do, she was strapped down and even then her body wasn't willing to fight. Her instinct was the only thing going for her and it couldn't do everything on its own. In the end, it was her who decided whether or not to act upon her instinct and right now her mind wasn't functioning for her. It scared her and yet it didn't, she was too at ease to be frightened and yet her instinct continued to scream at her. She was in danger, she needed to get out somehow ... But she couldn't ...
When Alasdair began to leave the room, she hardly even noticed and by now her low puppy growls had ceased completely. She was beginning to feel more and more numb and with it she felt heavy as a rock as well as light as a feather. It was an interesting sensation but her instinct knew that it was bad. Against her better judgement, when Alasdair told her to rest, she actually listened to him. Instead of hearing Alasdair, though, she'd heard one of her pack members and rested without question.
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Posted: Thu Mar 27, 2008 3:16 pm
Alasdair left the room, leaving the procedure to be finished by his crew. Alasdair would return when he got a message that she was ready. Maybe he would actually bring her a present to the new Sibyl. Alasdair began to laugh as he walked downstairs, the guards nodding to him as he left.
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Posted: Thu Mar 27, 2008 3:42 pm
((1 day time skip))
The old man was powerful indeed; he had finished with her in only a day. Maybe he would give the scientist to Rogue so he could mass produce the substance he used on Rogue. Alasdair was already standing in front when a message reached him telling him that she was ready. He held a large bag on his hand. He had been shopping for her, nothing fancy, just a new look for a new dog. The two large vampires in front of the door opened it for him and closed it after he stepped through the threshold. Alasdair placed the bag in a table in the “living” room. The bag contained a long leather jacket bulletproof and dark green. A pair of earrings that were really a secret undetectable and untraceable transmitter, and another jewelry box with a new chocker, this one looked expensive and something someone actually would wear.
Alasdair smiled as he walked towards the room where Sibyl was and saw her still on the chair. He saw the guard in the same spot but with a blood IV and the old man also with a blood IV. Alasdair walked behind Sibyl and stood there. “Wake up Sibyl”
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Posted: Thu Mar 27, 2008 4:02 pm
Sibyl woke up. Her mind had been a blank slate that'd been reconfigured and drawn on to completely transform it into something else entirely. Whether or not she would be recognizeable was really questionable since she hadn't encountered anyone she'd formerly known. However, if she did encounter them then they would no longer be recognized by her newly formed persona. Her new persona did not possess her wolven instincts and she was more human than wolf in her mind. However, her wolf was still within her, its persona rendered dormant. Of course she was unaware of that and didn't realize that she'd been transformed mentally but that would perhaps come someday later. One never knew with minds since memories were impossible to destroy, they were just able to be replaced or lost.
The newly configured mind of Sibyl took in everything around her, the surroundings and all. Since she'd had her mind wiped, she didn't even remember why she was here but since her brand new mind was cold and calculating, without too much of a conscience at all, she didn't bother to ignore Alasdair. Her new mind had been configured to believe that Alasdair was her master and she obeyed him without question since she really didn't possess a mind of her own. She'd basically been made into a loyal brain-washed dog that followed his command and his commands only unless he allowed someone else to command her. There was no questioning his commands and unlike a dog, she did not expect a reward for completeing commands or tasks that he gave to her just as she did not question the morals of them or why she was doing them in the first place. Her mind was formed completely for the convenience of Alasdair.
As Sibyl decided to arise, the staps unvoluntarily undid themselves as Sibyl manipulated her heightened power that the psychic vampire had granted her by accident. She'd managed to siphon off of his powers subconsciously while he worked on her and it'd made her minimal abilities of telekinesis that much stronger. The vampire hadn't intended it but that'd been what had happened. She rose from the chair and smirked at the psychic vampire, showing off her power to him and how useless his straps were against her. "Awake." Sibyl responded, her voice literally a monotone though it was still as soft as it'd previously been before her mind had been tampered with. And her tampered mind was ready for action if it was required of her. "Anything for me to do, master?"
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Posted: Thu Mar 27, 2008 5:05 pm
She grew bored and gathered her things, walking out the door.
[Exits to City]
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Posted: Fri Mar 28, 2008 9:26 pm
Deathgod Kuro Kihaku Kuro stood up and glanced around the room with a large smile on his face even though he was mentally and physically consumed with boredom. He roamed around the room quietly pushing several people gently out of his path as he traveled from one end of the room to the other. He leaned against the wall and once again began surveying the room. He then returned to his table with a disappointed look on his face. "Lets go to Central Park, now. Nothing seems to be happening here for now." He slowly gathers his things, stowing them away within several small pockets within his long coat. He then turned and exited the place. ((sorry it took so long to post.)) "Ok man.After you" he siad. ((i've been in a hurry.))
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Posted: Sat Mar 29, 2008 12:53 pm
Alasdair saw with pure ecstasy as Sybil undid all those straps with telepathic powers. He knew that had been a side effect of the procedure but it did not matter. As Sibyl stood up, Alasdair let both hard working vampires go off into the other room and rest. With a bow they both walked into the other room.
Now it was time to inspect Sibyl. Alasdair walked closer to her, scanning her with his gaze. Everything seemed to be in order. Alasdair nodded lightly as he approved that Sibyl was physically fine. “You must be hungry Sibyl.” Alasdair smiled as he turned in his heels and walked towards the room outside. The presents where still on a small table in the middle and Alasdair glanced at them as he walked towards the corner.
In the corner of the room there was a small office desk, empty. It had to chairs side by side. Alasdair took the seat with the back against the wall and gestured Sibyl to sit in front of him. As Alasdair sat down the vampire that had strapped Sibyl down and was still uninjured walked from the other room with a big plate of raw meat and placed it on the empty seat.
“We have much to discuss”.
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Posted: Sat Mar 29, 2008 1:20 pm
Sibyl was completely aware that Alasdair's eyes were on her as he observed her demonstration of her newly and accidently heightened powers. It just made her pleased that he was watching her with pleasure as opposed to displeasure. She was oriented to work for and please her master so she was glad that she had done so. As for the guards leaving, she paid little or no heed to them and merely allowed them to leave seeing as they didn't concern her at all. She was only to be bothered with her master until her instructed her otherwise. She was a puppet whose strings did not get tangled and could work on their own so long as they were guided verbally. As for pay, she didn't expect that either so Alasdair was getting the best of both worlds.
As for when he began to inspect her, unlike she would have before, Sibyl made no move to bite him in the face as she had one of his guards and remained perfectly still as though she were a show dog. "Huge metabolisms often make wolves hungry, master." She responded with the same monotone, though there was perhaps a slight tid bit of humour in what she said though it was barely detectable. And as soon as her master left the room, she merely followed after him, he wasn't required to instruct her to follow, she did that all on her own just as a dog would their own masters. She had no problem with it unlike she would have before since her wolven pride had been depleted and drained from her.
When arriving in the office, with complete and utter elegance that did not resemble wolven elegance but the elegance of a humanoid being, she sat herself down and gently bowed her head to her master. She sat with one leg crossing over the other, something Sibyl never did unless both legs were completely crossed and she was meditating in her traditional pose. However, now she was quite lady-like and though she was fairly mindless, she possessed perfected human-like mannerisms unlike the former Sibyl had. As for the raw meat, Sibyl looked somewhat offended at the gesture and slowly moved it away. "Do you mind, master, if I ask for this to be cooked and I receive a fork and steak knife for this food? Being treated like a fowl beast seems somewhat harsh, no? I'm open to discussion but please forgive me if my famished stomach makes some small demands of its own." She smiled to him politely and awaited his response.
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Posted: Sat Mar 29, 2008 1:43 pm
Alasdair began to laugh softly at Sibyl’s new found manners. It was quite refreshing to see a lycan that did not behave like a wild dog. He snapped his fingers and the same vampire came into the room and took the plate away. Alasdair knew that this was a possible side effect also, so he was prepared. “It’s refreshing to see you act like a woman Sibyl, I might even give you those presents after all.”Alasdair followed the comment with a soft chuckle as he opened the desk drawer and took out a big orage envelope. Right as he was opening the envelope the servant vampire walked in with a plate of three steaks well cooked with two plates of Fillet mignon. “Eat as much as you like” Alasdair nodded at the servant as he finished placing the three plates. The servant immediately placed a fork and a knife on the side of the plates and left.
“Now Sibyl you can eat while we talk”. Alasdair opened the envelope and took out about twenty photographs of different lycans and hunters. Alasdair held them in front of Sibyl. They were photos of the lycan pack and some noteworthy hunters. “These were some of your friends and important people you must remember.”
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Posted: Sat Mar 29, 2008 1:57 pm
Sibyl didn't mind him chuckling at her, so long as he was pleased then her job was being done properly since it was only her master she needed to please thus far. As for behaving like a wild dog, those traits had been stripped from her by the psychic vampire that'd configured her and that'd been the part of her that'd probably taken a lot out of the man. "Though I happen to be a dog," she told him as she degraded herself in front of him, something the normal Sibyl would never do, "I don't care to act like one. They're too dirty and noisy for their own good and I'd much rather eat food that isn't unsanitary." She then nodded her head to him as he offered her the food and she accepted with her newly found grace and manners. "Why thank you, kind of you to be so thoughtful. Sorry for being so much trouble." She smiled and then proceeded to inspect the plates as opposed to sniffing them as she would normally do.
"My my my, in your presence I'll make sure that I do not speak with my mouth full. Disgusting habit that all too many people possess." She smiled to him politely and picked up her utensils daintily. The grace she possessed was the grace of a predator, of a vampire if one was willing to go so far as to say that. She chewed her food politely and quietly so that she did not make a scene or interrupt Alasdair as he spoke and all the while she watched him, something she never would have done before, either. Once she finished swallowing, she set her fork and knife down then realized she had no napkin. "Would someone mind fetching me a napkin, please? I've gotten my hands grubby and to touch those photos would be to ruin them with finger prints." However, she inspected the one on top, a name was there along with what race they were. The first was apparently the alpha lycan, Jaden.
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Posted: Sat Mar 29, 2008 2:08 pm
Alasdair smiled warmly as a servant walked in with a black silk napkin and a glass of water. He bowed and left once again. “That one is the pack leader; all the members of your pack are there. Know their names, their nicknames everything. Make then think you are the same Sibyl as before.” Alasdair smiled once again. He loved when a plan worked, and this plan worked better than he could have hoped for. The old vampire had left the old memories of some of the most important targets, but he made sure that Sibyl would not be capable of challenging Alasdair’s will.
“When you finish eating the bag in the table there is for you.” Alasdair pointed to the bag he had brought and placed on the middle of the room.
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Posted: Sat Mar 29, 2008 2:35 pm
Sibyl nodded, she had enough memory to remember that and found it hard to believe she'd been associated with the man. Then again, for a lycan, he wasn't that terrible in appearance though he was far from well-groomed. "Yes, I remember a little of him. He's not very well groomed, quite unkempt ..." She seemed disgusted almost by the fact that he was so scraggly and that he was ungroomed. "Hm, the same as before. What a nuisance ... I have to act like a dog and I have to act disgusting ..." Still she had no questions as to how she'd been configured though Alasdair had been saying it right to her face. She registered it but she thought absolutely nothing of it, it was simply information to her and she was not going to challenge his will at all. A puppet she was, to him and to him alone for that'd been how she'd been configured.
She then wiped her hands with the silk napkin that she'd been handed, accepting it with a smile and a polite thank you. Sibyl assured that it was handed to her and that she did not grab it from anyone. She then took up all of the pictures, silently prefering to have had gloves on to assure they were not soiled at all. Sibyl went through all of them and stopped to inspect each one, taking in all of the information on the spot, her memory now being photographic as opposed to recognizing scents like she used to. Sibyl then went back to her meal and finished not too long after and when she did, she once again wiped her hands and looked curiously to the gift. With a smile she looked over to Alasdair, "Thank you very much, quite generous and thoughtful of you. Of course I'd never expect or ask you to, master." She brought it back to her seat and decided to open it.
Inside of the present, she found a dark green trenchcoat that would appear black in the night time to human eyes and a beautiful choker necklace that was to replace the absence of her ugly shock collar. "Beautiful!" She exlaimed as she further examined the coat to find that it was bullet proof and it'd been lined on the inside with fine black silk. She then inspected the choker, which was black in colour and it had a dark purple pendant on it. The pendant was that of a small cross, embedded with amethysts. "You are a very fine selector of gifts, I do have to say. They're beautiful, master." She smiled and decided to set the gifts back inside the box so that she could apply them later. "Anything else we've to discuss?"
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Posted: Sat Mar 29, 2008 2:46 pm
“One last thing” As he said this Alasdair stood up and walked over the center of the room. His hands tied themselves to his back as Alasdair took a few steps towards the door. He then turned around to face Sibyl again and with a calm look on his face spoke to her. “The void has agreed to lend a fraction of it to you.” Alasdair said as he stretched his arm towards her. He wanted her to kiss one of his rings; the pinky finger had a pitch black ring. It was an old family crest. It symbolized the voids presence in Alasdair. “The power will be hard to sustain for a while. If you are not killed by it, it will prove very useful for you. Now go. I will call upon you when you have resumed your life as a lycan. “
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Posted: Sat Mar 29, 2008 2:55 pm
"The void, hm? How very kind of it to choose to lend a dog such as myself its powers." She then observed him as he began to stretch his arm out towards her and unballed his hand so that she could see the top of his hand seeing as it was faced palm down. Without needing to be instructed as to what to do, she kissed the black ring on his pinky finger that happened to an old family crest. She didn't know what family it represented but it didn't occur to Sibyl to really ask questions about it because she'd been remodified not to though if it occurred to her to create small talk or conversation then she might have. However, that wasn't what she was to be doing at the moment. "All power comes with a few sacrifices," she said with a grin, "and I can assure you that I'll handle it properly so as not to be killed by it. I'd be rather useless if that happened, now wouldn't I? Very well, master. But I shall retreive my old effects to make use of being what I formerly was." With a beautiful bow in perfected form, she left the room to resume her life as her supposed self.
~Exit to Junkyard~
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Posted: Sat Mar 29, 2008 3:11 pm
Alasdair grinned as he walked out the door. The vampires inside knew to clean up the place and rest until they are needed again. As he walked through the threshold of the room he went through all that had happened to Sibyl. That old man was very powerful indeed. He had to bring Sibyl here for a regular scan to renew the Alasdair’s hold on her, but she was perfect as of now. Alasdair began to laugh as he walked along the corridor and up the stairs to the roof. He had been in that room for too long and needed some fresh air.
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