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 Posted: Sat Dec 05, 2009 12:10 am
Trial Period for the Cure. Kyou had found a cure in a form of an injection, and the first Raevan he tried it on was Xiu. The cure was successful.
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Posted: Sat Dec 05, 2009 12:11 am
Chipping the Magma. Kyou tried it on Zul next, just to be certain the cure works on another Raevan. It was a success too, the cure really works!
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Posted: Sat Dec 05, 2009 12:12 am
Before this, Kyou had only been able to listen to the messages left on his voice message box helplessly. He was probably ashamed of his uselessness, of his own mistakes that all these problems had arisen. That is probably why he never called back. However, today is different. He will have good news today and he will be able to help finally. Picking up the receiver confidently, he dialed the first number of one of the many callers.
He reached a voice message box, talk about irony.
"Hello? This is Dr Kyou from the lab. I finally have the cure to the infection!" He announced happily, couldn't contain the excitement in his voice, although he knew he should be more sympathetic about the situation. Coughing once, he assumed back a more professional tone. "The virus's weakness is ice, or extreme low temperature. Keeping your Raevan in a freezing cold surrounding would be able to clear their head a little."
"The aforementioned cure is in the form of an injection of liquidized hydrogen sulfide. This will induce hypothermia to your Raevan and the body's low temperature will be able to kill the virus from within. Your Raevan would fall into a short coma or hibernation, but so far the cure had been proven to work on two Raevans and there doesn't seem to be any extra side effects or health consequences. If you could, it is best if you try and send your Raevan to the laboratory for the injection. But if your Raevan could not leave the house at the moment, I will send Alex over with the injection. Please call back with a date and time of your visit, and whether you want to visit the laboratory or you required someone to come over. Thank you and good day."
Now that's one down, just a few more to go.
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Posted: Sat Dec 05, 2009 12:18 am
(( Post to be completed, this is in chronicle order ))
Fight Fire with Ice. Aphismet and Ebony showed up together for the injection for Rivener and Cordelia. Everything went smoothly without any problems.
Dethroned. Kinsey was next with Varun in tow. The leviathan Frei was a bit hostile, but calmed down in the end. Kyou was impressed at both the guardian and the Frei, who didn't pass out immediately after the shot.
The Stray Cat Strut. Yuurei came with Lucia seeking the cure, but Kyou had to regrettably resort to a little bit of trickery to get Lucia to take the hydrogen sulfide shot willingly.
Return of Winter Fire. Prajna came seeking the cure next, and it was very determined to get rid of the virus permanently.
The Clipping of Wings. Tariel came in unexpectedly for treatment. Kyou wasn't prepared, but he had to make do with the situation at hand. The scientist needed to resort to trickery again to treat the Frei, but everything went well despite the little shock Kyou got.
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Posted: Sat Dec 12, 2009 4:30 am
Finally, the day has come. All of the Raevans had finally been cured of the wretched virus, except for one - Lazarus. Kyou had not cured him yet, not because he is saving the best for last, more because he was having an internal battle of his own. The misplaced screech that Lazarus emitted during the battle between him and Zul had been bothering the scientist. It is possible that the original copy of the virus was the 'brain' or core of this outbreak and it is residing within Lazarus still. After what the virus had did, the misery it caused, the scars it left behind, Kyou would be more than delighted to finally be able to wipe it from the surface of the earth entirely.
Yet his intellectual conscience is telling him otherwise. The virus residing within Lazarus is a fel essence after all. Kyou had dedicated almost his entire life studying, researching and creating new beings with these fel essences. The scientist realized that he doesn't have the heart to totally exterminate the virus. So for the past week or so, he had been mulling over these thoughts, to kill or not to kill. If he can't, or rather don't want to kill the virus off entirely, he had to recapture the virus into a vial and figure out a way to deal with it to ensure that there won't be another outbreak in the future. Right now the Raevans are still young, most of them are still Freis. If later on another outbreak happens, and if most of them had grown into Sigel already... Kyou shuddered at the thought, blocking it out of his head.
Today though, he finally have his answer, and he had made his decision. The virus is here to stay, but not within a vial, well not for long anyway. Keeping the fel essence in a vial is too risky, what if it broke again in the future? The same tragedy would repeat itself all over again, and Kyou definitely doesn't want that to happen. The only way to ensure the accident wouldn't repeat itself, is to 'kill' it in another way - use it. If Kyou used it for a Raevan, the virus itself wouldn't exist anymore, hence thwarting the possibility of the nightmare repeating itself. It sounded absurd of course, wouldn't the Raevan have virus abilities instead? But Kyou had mulled over and did some research of his own. He would cast a curse upon this Raevan. A curse that would completely seal the Raevan's powers relating to its fel essence, so the virus would be contained within the body but it will not be able to escape. Voodoo isn't exactly Kyou's forte, but being part demon has its advantages, it allows Kyou to perform spells that normal wizards or witches can't. This will also help strengthen the curse that he will cast, so it wouldn't be broken so easily.
Right now though, he need to draw the virus out of Lazarus's body first and cure him.
Cautiously approaching the room with the barrier, Kyou ran the plan over in his head again. He cannot make any mistakes, because it might cause him his life if he is not careful enough, especially when Lazarus is still crazed like that. With his fel essence hunting equipment in his sling bag and a fire extinguisher in his hand, he is ready. Standing in front of the open doors now, the dark haired scientist peered into the room tentatively. He squinted as his eyes adjusted to the darkness. There weren't any fires lit in the room, just a small pile of firewood with some dying embers glowing dimly. With his back to him, Lazarus was huddled in a corner, a faint scratching sound could be heard. Probably writing or drawing odd symbols on the wall again, there wasn't much he could do in the barren room anyway. Kyou had to be very very quiet. Tip-toeing through the barrier as silently as possible, the man aimed the fire extinguisher directly at the Sigel, ready to spray it at him anytime. The scientist was only a mere 5 feet away from Lazarus, when suddenly the Sigel turned around swiftly and lurched towards him, his clawed hands outstretched and his fangs bared. Kyou didn't responded in time, he just let out a strangled cry as he backed away a step. Then something strange happened, when Lazarus was about to reach him, it was like he hit an invisible force field around Kyou and it threw the Sigel back into the wall. A loud groan escaped the madden Sigel's lips as he sunk into the wall. For a moment Kyou was puzzled, then he felt something warm against his chest, that was when he remembered.
 The bronze hamsa amulet he had worn around his neck, he had almost forgotten about it. Earlier he had worn the amulet around his neck just in case things like this happen. This hamsa amulet that he had enchanted was exactly the same as the one he had given to Roux a long while ago. When worn, it has the ability to shield off acts intented for evil. Although not forever, because the amulet can only be used a handful of times before it shatters.
Realizing that he has the upper hand now, Kyou aimed the fire extinguisher at Lazarus again and pushed down on the handle, spraying foam all over the stunned Sigel.
"AAAaaaargh!!!" Lazarus shouted, covering his face from the foam. "What the hell are you doing??!"
"I should be asking you that question!" Kyou retorted, "You just attacked me!" Although he knew reasoning would be useless with Lazarus now. The scientist stopped spraying when the Sigel had a thick enough layer covering him, still struggling to get the sticky foam off. Swiftly, the dark haired man lowered the fire extinguisher and his sling bag to the ground, he had to be fast and accurate. Taking a strip of white cloth from his bag, he watched Lazarus's struggles carefully. He only have one chance, and it had to be at the right moment. When both of Lazarus's hands came close to each other, Kyou pounced and grabbed his hands, wrapping the white cloth around his wrist deftly. As soon as the cloth was tied, mysterious red markings started to appear on it again.
"W-what?" Lazarus cried, the ever familiar feeling of exhaustion washed over him. This was how he was first tied up when he was infected, and now Kyou is using the same trick on him again. "You... you didn't just do that again." he said, his voice barely a whisper as he felt the cloth slowly draining his energy. He tried to break free from the bonds but somehow, the more he struggled the weaker he felt.
Old tricks are always the best, especially when it had been proven that it will work. With Lazarus restrained, Kyou set to work to draw the virus core out from the Sigel's body. Opening his sling bag he took out the items he needed to perform the extraction - An empty fel essence vial with a sponge instead of a cork stuff in the opening, a long hollow plastic tube attached to a large syringe needle, a dose of the hydrogen sulfide, a bottle of alcohol with some cotton, and finally an odd looking octagon disc with strange symbols marked all around it, a golden needle situated in the middle of the disc like a clock, now pointing itself directly at Lazarus.
Putting all the items at the side, Kyou pulled Lazarus over and situated him with his back to the floor, the Sigel struggled weakly but the bond was strong. However, Kyou couldn't treat him with his wrists bonded together like that. Hesitating for a little bit, Kyou untied the white cloth around the Sigel's wrist. For a short moment, Lazarus felt energy flowing back to him, only to be weaken again seconds later as Kyou tied the cloth to one of his hands. The cloth works it's magic when it is tied in a knot, doesn't need to be tied to both hands. Now with Lazarus's arms spread wide like an eagle, he can start his work. Going over Lazarus's body on the ground, the scientist sat on the Sigel's abdomen, his knees gently but firmly pinning Lazarus's arms to the floor. Then he took the octagon disc and placed it on the Sigel's chest. As the octagon settled, the golden needle started to turn ever so slowly, and stopped in the direction of Lazarus's left shoulder. "So that's where you are eh?"
"Wh... what are you doing?" Lazarus whispered weakly as he stared at the dark haired man above him helplessly. He had given up struggling at the moment, conserving what's left of his energy and waiting for the opportuned moment to strike. Although he had to wonder if he have any left in this position.
"Treating you." Kyou said simply as he took the small hose and the empty vial. Firmly he stuff the non-needle side of the hollow hose through a tiny opening in the sponge, making sure that the hose reached securely on the other side of the sponge. Then with a scissors he tore both Lazarus's left and right sleeve near the elbow area. Dabbing a cotton ball with some alcohol, he smeared a large spot in his left elbow. His eyes had adjusted to the darkness by now, the light shining from outside the window was dim, but Kyou had pretty good night vision due to his unique body as well. Even in the dark, he could spot Lazarus's veins clearly. The scientist picked up the needle side of the hose and situated it accurately on one of the large blood veins on the Sigel's elbow. "This is going to hurt, Lazarus." With that, he punctured the large needle through Lazarus's tanned skin.
Lazarus let out a weak groan and shut his eyes as the needle punctured through his skin, he didn't want to admit it, but it did hurt! And worse of all, Kyou doesn't seem to be removing it from his elbow anytime soon. As the Sigel opened his eyes, he noticed that Kyou is holding yet another syringe, but this one has yellow liquid in it.
The dark haired scientist was totally focused, he wasn't affected by Lazarus's reactions, he cannot be affected. Taking another cotton ball, he dabbed the white puff into alcohol again and smeared it on Lazarus's right elbow. Then he placed the syringe's needle on the Sigel's warm skin. Kyou looked into Lazarus's eyes then, bright golden burning into firey red. This is going to be difficult for Lazarus, but Kyou doesn't have a choice. Laying more weight on himself, Kyou pressed his knees harder into Lazarus's arms as he injected the hydrogen sulfide into the Sigel's system. The plan was simple, inject the cure from Lazarus's right elbow and usher the virus to go lower down the Sigel's left elbow, then Kyou could extract it from there.
The reaction was instantaneous. Lazarus's eyes widen as a ear deafening scream tore from his throat, echoing loudly in the room. Whatever Kyou injected into his body was ice cold! He felt like death was gripping him from inside his body and slowly consuming him. Minutes felt like hours as the ice crawled through his veins, torturing him to no end. He want to just die! The Sigel body's stiffen tensely, then started to tremble so violently like he was going into seizure that it threatened to throw Kyou off.
However, Kyou held on, both of his hands holding onto Lazarus's shoulder now to keep him down. The scream sending chills down Kyou's spine as he stared at the Sigel's trembling form. It was difficult to see him like this, but Kyou's work is still not done, not yet! Closing his eyes the dark haired man started to chant in a mysterious language. When his eyes opened, the golden orbs were shining brightly in the dark room. He continued to chant, over and over again as he watched the hose still connected in Lazarus's left elbow. For a moment nothing happened as Lazarus's scream died off, his body started to still and his body temperature dropping. Did the magic not work? Did Kyou kill off the virus entirely from the system? He wondered alarmingly. Then it happened, a faint glimmer crawled up the hollow hose, slowly but steadily. The scientist let out a sigh of relief as he let go of Lazarus's stilled body, the Sigel had fell into a coma finally. Carefully he held onto the vial as the purple glimmer entered through the hose. There they stayed as Kyou replaced the sponge with a cork after all of them had been contained within.
The nightmare is now truly over.
Kyou slumped, letting out a long sigh of relief as he held the fel essence vial in his hand. The virus cloud is significantly smaller than before, glimmering lazily in the vial. Now the next step it to used it for a Raevan.
Stuffing the vial carefully into his bag, Kyou started to pack, pulling the fat needle out from Lazarus's elbow and untying the cloth from his wrist. The Sigel looked so peaceful now, with his eyes closed and sleeping quietly. Brushing a strand of hair from the Sigel's eye, Kyou stared at his sleeping face for a moment. When he wake up, it will be the normal Lazarus again, and Kyou found himself looking forward to that; to greet him again normally. For a moment he just sat there and looked at the unconscious Sigel like that, until he finally decided to move Lazarus back into his own room, he can't just leave him like that in this filthy room. Snaking an arm underneath the sleeping form, Kyou heaved Lazarus over his shoulder and got up with some difficulty. He steadied himself and started to walk slowly to Lazarus's room which is just across the corridor.
After cleaning up the mess, Kyou will need a shower and a good night's rest, which he looks forward to as well.
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Posted: Tue Dec 15, 2009 12:10 am
(( MSN short between Lazarus and Zul. ))
Stirring from his deep sleep, Lazarus shifted his head a little, his heavy eyelids struggling to open. It felt so comfortable, this warmth that was wrapped around him. He didn't want to wake up, his body felt so exhausted. "Mmmm." he moaned softly, shutting his eyes and tries to go back to sleep.
Blue eyes opened as the Incubus began to stir. Zul remained perfectly still, waiting to hear the Sigel's voice to know he was truly okay and well now. When all he got was a noise, the demon quirked a smile, arms still twined around the formed chest, his chin over the dual-tone hair. "Laz'rus," he purred quietly over the long locks, "you're alive?"
"Mmm, yeah." Lazarus muttered groggily. But wait, why is someone in such close proximity to him when he's sleeping? Snapping his eyes open, the first thing he saw was - he is in his room, and why is there a pair of arms wrapped around himself that doesn't belong to him? "W-what?!" The Sigel is wide awake now.
His temperature simmered with contentment, his voice as warm although infinitely more amused. "Good, that's good. We were worried." The demon's arms slid back enough to wrap his hands around the Sigel's sides, helping him 'up,' or at least off of himself. Zul poked his head over the elder Raevan's shoulder, smiling. "Welcome back."
Lazarus eyes widen in horror as Zul's face came into view. He didn't need to be told what to do as he practically jumped off the bed in a split second. Then he saw it clearly, Zul laying on his bed. Then that must meant, the warm feeling that was wrapped around him was Zul all along. Zul cuddled him in his sleep?! "W-what... were we? How come you... you're in my bed?!" he stammered, face blushing.
Zul's dark brows slowly lifted with each stammered word, and by the time Lazarus was done, the demon was laughing. It was a smoke-filled and light sound, his mirth near tangible. "It's you, that's good," the demon repeated, grinning in a show of teeth. After a moment, though, his expression became a little somber. "I didn't want to leave you alone." His shoulders lifted in a shrug as he pushed himself off the bed, stretching his arms high over his head with satisfaction.
Pausing for a moment, his eyebrows frowned as he tried to process Zul's words. That was when the memories came flooding back to him. What happened in the past month, the events that transpired, he remembered all of it! Clutching his head the Sigel staggered backwards a little and hit the bookshelf behind him. In that instant, he was overcame by the feeling of guilt. Looking less confused now, he glanced up at Zul. "Did we... fought?" he asked. He needed confirmation, because it all almost felt like a dream.
The Sigel's sudden backwards movement startled him, reaching out to the elder demon as he collided with the bookcase. His warm hand stayed around the Incubi's forearm, concern writ clear on his face. At the question, however, his expression became blank, and Zul hesitated. He'd told his woman he didn't remember anything, but...as blue eyes stared resolutely into crimson, he decided to be honest with Lazarus. The Sigel deserved it. "Yes," he replied, hand lowering slowly. "I'm sorry." The demon bowed his head with his apology.
So it wasn't a dream after all, the battle, how it started, all that time he was trapped in the room, they all did happen. "You... don't need to apologize." Because he should be the one apologizing. "Thank you for your concern, but... I think I want to be alone for now." he said, turning away. He was disgusted at himself, he felt filthy, he don't want anyone to look at him now.
"Laz'rus." He again seized one of the Sigel's arms, his expression absent of his jovial smile. Even his eyes were not as bright and happy-go-lucky; his whole face was lacking his childish glee he so often wore with ease. Zul stared at him for a while before imparting words that had been spoken to him while sick, "We are bigger than this." The demon lightly patted the arm he had previously held before he floated back, giving the Sigel the most respectful bow he could. "We're outside," he said as he turned to leave, letting his unspoken words hang in the air. 'You're not alone.'
Although just a little bit, Zul's words made Lazarus feel a little bit better, and he really appreciate that. A small smile, though bitter graced his lips. He nodded silently as Zul left. When he was gone, Lazarus turned around and headed into the bathroom, he needed a shower to clear his head, and to arrange his thoughts. Then after that, he will need to figure out what is the next step.
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Posted: Wed Dec 30, 2009 7:49 pm
Staying beneath the shower, Lazarus just floated still and let the cold water run all along his body. The water was cold and uncomfortable yes, he always hated it that way, always had. But this time, he felt like he needed it. The chilling water stinging his warm skin gave him a moment of clarity, clearing the cloud in his mind. And damn does he need it now, especially at this moment. For the last month during the infection, he felt like someone was possessing his body. Yet at the same time, deep inside he knew that the monster that roamed free during that horrible period was him all along. All his deepest desires, his pent up anger, all belonged to him. It was just him letting himself loose, free from all social restrictions.
That was when civillains become criminals.
Lazarus had committed crimes, numerous crimes. He should feel lucky that he had a culprit to blame - the virus. But for some unknown reason he felt that he is still partially at fault. If only he didn't had those desires, those images, the knowledge, the pent up feelings, he probably wouldn't be so... aggressive.
Leaning forwards, the Sigel let his forehead hit the wall gently as water ran down his back, matting his hair to his skin. Closing his eyes, he let the images of the past month run through his mind again. The initial attack on Alex, Hazeline, and the newborn Frei. He did not know the name of that Frei yet. The images of Xiu and Zul also came into his mind, how he shoved the white Frei roughly into the shelf and how he glared at Zul. Damn, he even remembered all his emotions during that period. It makes him feel uncomfortable, a feeling close to nauseous; something new to him. And he loathed the feeling.
Then there was the period when he was trapped in the room. All the destructions and vandalism in the room, reducing everything in there to mere smithereens. He remembered at that time it felt immensely satisfying causing destruction like that; but now he just feel an ill knotted feeling in his guts. Raising a hand he placed it against the cold tile wall, feeling the hard and cool surface; a far more gentle touch compared to the fist punches he did to the walls in a room just a few feet away from him. His fingers curled and formed a fist, he wasn't going to punch another dent into the wall. Although he wanted to, with all the frustrations coursing through his mind and body now.
The fight. He remembered the fight he had with Zul. And worse, the cause for the altercation. The images of a torn up Alex, and how her body felt under his touch. The Sigel shook his head in disgust, finding himself liking that intimate caress. But the way he called out towards her, to lure her into the barrier. Lazarus knew it wasn't totally Alex's will somehow, it was his. That feeling, it was very odd. It was almost like he was mind controlling Alex, but it was different somehow. Lazarus couldn't put a hand on that feeling right now. Momentarily he wondered if it is a new ability. Ever since he was born he had his fire abilities all along, conjuring fire and spontaneous combustion, very destructive powers. He had heard that Raevans gain new abilities all the time throughout their life, maybe this is one of his?
Strangely, he don't feel disgusted about his new ability. Despite what he did with it and what it caused. Although he felt like crap right now, the mere proposition of a new ability lightened up his mood just a little. Made him look forward to the future just a little bit more.
However, before he started exploring new territories, he needed a proper closure. The people that he harmed, he knew he needed to apologize to them at the very least. Or else he wouldn't be able to forgive himself for what he did, the trauma that he caused to them. That will be the first step he will take on his personal road to recovery.
Floating a little bit away from the wall, he closed his eyes yet again and faced squarely at the shower, letting the cold water splashing on his face as he cleared his mind. The sexual attacks on the girls, the ability to lure someone to him, the signs on the vandalized wall within the barrier, and the images from the dream he once had on repeat in his mind for the longest time. He hadn't dreamt of it in a very long while, but during the period when he had the dream, it was so frequent that the images had pretty much burnt into his mind now. All his life, Kyou had shielded this particular fact away from him, to protect him perhaps. And Lazarus now felt a little foolish that he never inquired about it at all. Although he knew that Kyou wouldn't tell him anyway. But now, without a doubt, he knew what he was; what soul he was made from.
He was an incubus in his past life.
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Posted: Wed Dec 30, 2009 9:19 pm
Seeking Forgiveness. Lazarus felt that he owes Hazeline an apology, so he decided to make a brief visit. It didn't went as well as expected, but Lazarus had a relaxing chat with Xiu that made him feel better.
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Posted: Sat Jan 23, 2010 9:01 am
Underneath The Mistletoe. A chance encounter between Lazarus and Xiu in a shopping mall when Lazarus was tipsy from an alcohol sample counter. Xiu didn't help when he accidentally nipped a little bit of the Sigel's innocence. It resulted in Lazarus feeling a bit too relaxed and more adventurous, kissing Xiu on cheek when they were underneath a mistletoe.
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Posted: Wed Feb 03, 2010 5:12 am
Why did I do it? Lazarus wondered idly as he lay on his bed. Why did I kiss him? It was already a day since his little Christmas shopping experience with Xiu, and the alcohol had completely cleared from his system by now. He was no longer feeling tipsy, giddy and relaxed, instead an odd feeling kept nudging him.
It was a little bit out of character for him to be kissing someone, a guy at that! For a moment he wondered if it was the influence of the alcohol he consumed before he bumped into Xiu, he had heard that alcohol does strange things to you. He glanced warily at the bottle of mango schnapps that now stood on a shelf nearby, he didn't want to put it in the kitchen because he didn't want Kyou to find it. The strangest thing was... Lazarus didn't mind the kiss at all. It was kind of nice actually. The corner of his lips curled up a little bit in a faint smile at the memory. Just for a short moment, he wondered if he would mind kissing other male Raevans like Rivener or Zul as well, but quickly disregarded the idea altogether with a mighty shake of his horned head. That just seems.. wrong. Yes, he had been kissed by Rivener on the cheek once before, but that was more a prank than anything else (or so he hopes). He didn't mind that one so much.
Getting up, he decided to ignore the issue for now as his eyes settled yet again on the bottle of mango flavored alcohol on his shelf. Maybe just one cup, it wouldn't do much harm. He recalled his memory from yesterday, the samples he drank was served chilled, which means he needed to make a trip to the kitchen to get some ice. It should be fine, Kyou is out today, meeting with some people to discuss about the renovation for the room Lazarus destroyed. Suddenly, he found himself needing that drink more than just a moment ago. Grabbing the bottle he started to head towards the kitchen downstairs.
Aside from the kiss issue, there are other things that had been constantly bugging his mind as well. One major one was of course, the guilt that he still feels for the whole infection thing. He had tried sleeping to stop thinking about it, but he just couldn't fall asleep because his mind just couldn't stop thinking. He even tried starving himself to make himself more tired so he could hopefully fall asleep, but it just didn't work. Insomnia, it was more difficult than what he had imagined.
So nowadays he just stay awake for the most part, not starving himself anymore either, giving up on sleep altogether. He had been trying to think of more positive things to distract himself from the negative ones. And one of them being the prospect of his new persuasion abiltiy. He had been thinking what he could do with it, what he could achieve, how to best utilize it and such. The curiosity had been building rather quickly inside of him. But he haven't had the chance to use it yet, not even practice, since it is an abiltiy that needed a second party to practice on. He felt weird to use it on Kyou, it is already bad enough that he had to deal with a lot of things with the infection still. Plus he wasn't ready to face the other people that works in the Lab, at least not yet. So he could only resort to speculate and fantasize on different ways of using his ability for the moment.
As he reached the bottom of the stairwell, he glanced towards the lab doors out of habit, his eyes landing on Kyou's office doors far beyond on the other side of the lab. That was where it all started. He didn't quite remember the moment when he was infected, only that particular part of his memory was foggy and unclear. But what happened after, the feeling that was coursing through his body, he remembered well. Until now it still felt like his body was being possessed then, like it was acting out of sheer instinct with all logic thrown out the window, like he lost control of himself. He attacked those people then, the people that was gathered there. The Sigel remembered how he was like a predator hunting for his prey, how his arms encircled around Alex, how her body felt in his palm, how her skin tasted like on his tongue...
He let out a silent gasp then, suddenly finding himself secretly yearning for that soft touch again. No, I can't think of this. This is wrong! The incubus can't deny it, even though he hated it, sometimes he found himself yearning for a woman's touch, after having first hand experience himself during the infection. He wanted to feel a woman's body under his hand, caress their soft skin with his fingers. And the more he think about it, the more he felt disgusted about himself. He felt like a pervert.
Peeling his eyes off of the lab doors, he turned to his right into the corridor, the cafeteria is only a little ways down it. Lazarus decided that he needed distraction, to forget about his worries and just relax. He wished that he could feel as relaxed and happy as he was yesterday while Christmas shopping with Xiu, he wasn't so depressed then, so miserable. Maybe the alcohol would help.
Opening the fridge, he took out some ice and plopped them into a glass. Then he popped open the mango schnapps and poured the clear yellow liquid into the glass until it was almost full. Maybe he could watch a movie while drinking it. Yeah that sounds good. Something happy, he wouldn't even mind chick flicks now as long as it can lift his spirits for a bit. Grabbing the glass, he took a small sip. Mmmm. This is definitely one taste that he will never get tired from, almost instantly he could feel himself relaxed a little. The Sigel grabbed the bottle of alcohol and started to head back to his room, determined to enjoy the rest of the day as much as he can. Because tomorrow he had to prepare for the next few days, he has a job to do, a responsibility that he must fulfill. And he secretly pray that his mission wouldn't end badly, again.
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Posted: Wed Feb 03, 2010 7:08 pm
The Lingering Smell of Smoke. Lazarus made a visit to Ebony's house to apologize to both Ebony and Cordelia for what he did when he was infected. Ebony wasn't at home and he was instead greeted by a hostile Cordelia. But things turned out for the better when Lazarus helped the basilisk Raevan light up the fire in the fireplace again, although things got a little awkward towards the end.
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Posted: Wed Feb 03, 2010 7:12 pm
Never Again. Kyou explained to Alex about his plans to use the self replicating virus fel essence to create a Raevan, 'eliminating' the virus's dangerous powers in a way. He also asked Alex to help find a dependable guardian for the future Raevan.
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Posted: Wed Feb 03, 2010 7:16 pm
Start the New Year with... A Bottle of Brandy! A drinking session between Lazarus and Rivener in a pub in Barton, a first time for both Raevans. They ended up spilling some of their deepest darkest secrets out in the open (although not all) and getting totally smashed. The hangover they had the next day was not something they will forget easily.
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Posted: Tue Jul 27, 2010 7:27 am
Save The Best For Last. Lazarus gathered up his courage and finally went to apologize to Alex. The apology went surprisingly well and the fire Sigel felt relieved for the first time in a long while since the outbreak happened. The meeting took an interesting turn and now he is a student to Alex?
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Posted: Thu Aug 05, 2010 2:43 am
Shadows Cast By Fire. A training session for Vyn to have more control over her shadow abilities. The session went on smoothly with a little special 'encouragement', and Vyn's power to control improved significantly.
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