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 Posted: Sun May 06, 2007 1:44 pm
Your secret is safe with me. And I mean it Dag... if it weren't for him, I'd be dead long since. So even if you only do it for me... obey him. He will never betray you.
*She stretched*
I still have Corbin to recover, so Im heading out again. You're free to ge where you choose. Be safe, ok? And try not to kill your little brothers.
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Posted: Sun May 06, 2007 1:46 pm
I'll try but only because you asked. Oh and if one accidently gets stabbed he walked onto the sword I didnt stab him.
*Dagoth walked over to his bike, getting chaged into his leathers he waved at roan before riding off into the city*
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Dagoth DeSeer Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Aug 22, 2007 10:39 am
*Silence, broken only by the suprisingly soft purr of a van's engine. An hour ago, it had been an ambulance. Now, in the quiet streets, it wasnt even sporting lights anymore....
A brief pull over in a series of alleys had allowed the transformation to occur, then the weaving through the alleys had let the van leave without any tail or pursuit.
As it drew up by the town hall the HQ was located within, a chained gate drew back, followed by the van proceeding through the next series of rigorous checks until it was safely within the building and activity suddenly increased.
The doors were thrown open to medics pre warned of Rosie's condition, who lowered the gourney she was on on smoothed rails, then took her SLOWLY and QUIETLY into the building while Raoul descended with the rest of his men, immediately met by his aides and PA, Jane.
Motioning Dagoth to follow him, he headed for his plush study, dealing witbh issues and signing paperwork as he went, gabbling swiftly with Jane as he did so. Once they reached the door however, the assembly of men vanished and it was only Raoul, Dag and Jane who stepped into the study, Raoul gesturing Dagoth to sit down*
"Tell me exactly what happened Dagoth... Jane, take notes."
*Meanwhile, Rosie was wheeled into darkness. A long tunnel, leading up, into a small, dimly lit room. It was quiet. Serene. Almost like the iso tank - very little input provided here, though there was the outline of one man sat there as Rosie was left, and the door closed silently*
"Rosie? My name is Dr Nash. You are safe now, no one will harm you, your friend is close.
I am here when YOU are ready, and I want to help you recover, without pain. Im going to sit silently for you now, until you're comfortable and ready to talk. The room is warm to help you recover, but if it gets too hot, or there is anything you want or require, feel free to tell me..."
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Posted: Wed Aug 22, 2007 11:00 am
Her icy blue eyes moved around the room as she was still laying on the stretcher, trying to figure out what was going on and where she was at now. She could smell another one in the room, but he didn't smell familiar to her; it made her feel more comfortable knowing he wasn't one that may have hurt her... at the same time though, it made her tense all the same at the thought of him being someone she didn't know. The thoughts of not trusting him were made deeper when she realized she was just covered by Dagoth's shirt still and by a blanket they had placed one her at some point.
As he spoke, she jerked faintly under the coverings and moved her head to regard him, she could see him clear enough even in the dim lighting. His words did nothing to calm her or make her more secure, until he mention Dag; he was the one that she wanted to be by now... not some stranger. Even if the room was warm, she felt cold as ice; but it was a comfortable and familiar feel to her, the coldness mixed with the warmth. For Dagoth had always tried to warm her more, along with the scent of him from his shirt, she seemed to relax some and nodded faintly at the doctor to show understanding. Not sure what he was wanting or expecting from her, she just laid there after moving one of her hands to clutch the shirt closer to her chest. The other one reached up as if to touch a necklace, but didn't find it there; her mind started to try to think and focus on what happened to the dog tags she had been wearing for awhile now.
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Dagoth DeSeer Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Aug 22, 2007 12:39 pm
Dagoth peeled off his shirt whilst walking to Raoul's office, chucking it at one of the servants to deal with Dagoth sighed he liked that shirt. But he couldnt get away with any direct violations with the prince watching, slumping into the offered chair the very weary Dagoth began to recall the past few nights in detail. Even down to the exact number or kills and method. After around 30 minutes he stopped talking, lent back into the chair and rummaged once again for a smoke swearing slightly he must have left them in his shirt.
"Got a smoke? I'm all out and all this talk of THAT man, boils the old blood."
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Posted: Wed Aug 22, 2007 2:42 pm
*Nodding, the Prince slid a box towards Dagoth, opening the lid to show expensive cherooys, foreign cigars and cigarettes, all neatly aligned within*
"Help yourself. Now, you say the man was known as what? And his speed DEFINITELY outmatched yours?"
*steepled fingers howed just how keen the Prince;s interest was, and the fact his eyebrow had merely twitched at Dagoths talk of the damage done over one woman showed just how irritated he was there too.
In the small dark room, the Doctor observed Rosie. The nature of the room should allow her to calm, and be reintroduced to sounds, lights, touch and smells slowly, without harm. Dr Nash waited half an hour in silence, letting Rosie adjust, before he quietly, slowly, got up and moved deliberately, so she could tell where he was and what he was doing. His sofft shuffling feet took him across the room, closer to her somewhat, and the sound of glass on glass gently filled the room*
"Im pouring vitae. Two glasses. One for you, one for me. Im going ot go back to my seat, and turn the lights up just a little bit so you can find the drink if you want. All you have to do is stretch out your hand."
*He did just that. Taking one glass, he returned to the same distance as before, then the lights turned up just slightly, showing the room a little more clearly, and the glas sin Rosie's arms reach. Dr Nash wouldnt rush her, and didnt seem phased by what little covered her - he too was cainite after all.*
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Posted: Wed Aug 22, 2007 3:26 pm
Her eyes had been closed as she grew use to the new environment and tried to get her body and mind to calm and grow use to the strange man with her. Her ears twitched faintly as she heard him moving, she understood that if he had wanted to, he would have been quite silent in his steps; which made her relax more as he showed he was trying to help her and not scare or startle her. That didn’t mean that she was still weary and nervous around him, she had never meet him before and didn’t understand why he wanted to help her and make her feel better.
She looked to where the man was, confusion written all over her face at his words of the drink he had poured; she understood why he poured some for himself… but why had he done it for her? Or was he trying to trick her? Or maybe he just didn’t know she wasn’t a cainite? A poor doctor he’d be if he thought she was…. Shaking her head, she declined the drink and remained silent for the most part now as her eyes adjusted to the increase of light.
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Posted: Thu Aug 23, 2007 12:23 am
*The doctor sighed. Yes, he was aware she wasnt... like him. But... had hoped this would stimulate her to ask for what she DID need. Either she was desensitised from being around the DeSeer boy so long or...
He sat back. Rushing her could be detrimental and he didnt want that. He pressed a button beside him and switched on the VERY faint sound of music, classical, calming, and steepled his fingers, willing to wait.*
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Dagoth DeSeer Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Aug 23, 2007 12:05 pm
"Now dont look at me like that, she was mine. I couldn't let them get away with it. He marked her with a twin horn brand, he never mentioned a name and yes he moved with a timing greater than mine and a speed I could barely match."
Dagoth grabbed a large expensive cuba cigar, taking a long sniff Dagoth admired the rich flavour of the tabacco. It seemed the prince did have great taste after all, lighting the great smoke up Dagoth happily began smoking a thick cloud up. It was a perfect way to wind down after killing, he would have to get some himself turning to the Prince and his assistant.
"Rose is fine? Also whys she here and why have you sent for Jan? I often just make my reports on file, then handing them into your office. Its rare I meet you in person."
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Posted: Thu Aug 23, 2007 1:21 pm
Her ears twitched faintly at his sigh, which made her withdraw even more into herself with even more thoughts and questions about why he had wanted her to drink the vitae. As she thought about it, she started to remember Ashen's warning to her about Dagoth before and about blood bondings. In her still somewhat freightened state as it was, she was more then a little paraniod about who she was with and what was going on so those words echoing in her mind seemed to be worse on her as she looked over at him.
Her ears had already adjusted, along with her nerves, to the soft sounds that he had made as well as some of the other ones that had been around her on the way up to the room, so the music didn't seem to bother her. Sighing faintly, she licked her dry, swollen and sore lips as she tried to focus on the music in the background and not her paranoid thoughts. The thing that she did need, besides Dagoth explaining what happened... was water at least to clench to her dry throat and mouth. She knew the blood would do the same, but she couldn't stomach the idea of doing such... especially now with the thoughts going on.
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Posted: Thu Aug 23, 2007 3:07 pm
"My dear, ASK for what you need. Im not here to hurt you. You seem to be adjusting to sound easy enough, so excuse me whiel I explain to you the treatment Im giving you."
*The sound of crossing legs and clearing of throat*
"I understand you've been kept in an isolation tank and beaten between sessions. Now, Im sure you're confused and hurt. A isolation tank takes away ALL your sesnes, including time and being reintroduced puts a major strain on the body and mind. While I cannot undo what DID happen to you, I can help your body re-adjust to the physical world and thus give your mind the chance to start healing AFTERWARDS. Now, this is like growing up all over again in a short period. The womb of the tank is gone. And simply crying wont get you what you need. You need to make your body work again. Feel the bed under you, use your voice to ask for what you need. The fact you havent tried to touch the blood is good - its not made for you and proves your captors did not completely damage your mind. I want to help you, but first you MUST help yourself. Talk to me Rosie."
*In the Prince's plush chambers, a different scene. Sat to one side, scribbling furiously in crabbed, cryptic short hand, Jane glanced up from her work occasionally to scowl at Dag, or nod to Raoul, while the Prince himself had stood and moved ot stare at one of the apocraphyl paintings on his wall*
"Logic dictates the needs of the many overcome the needs of the one. Sabbat think that way too of course, and you've seen the results of THEIR fanatacism. That said... I will not condone continued breaking of the Masquerade over something so assinine.
From what you've described, I believe I have an idea of who you were up against and if so, its not good.Jan will be able to confirm or deny it for us."
*As if the sound of his name summoned him, the butler appeared in the door and bowed deeply to the Prince, forstalling the Gangrel from answering the other question*
"You summoned me sir? Good evening Master Dagoth."
"Evening Jan. Dagoth may have run in with a TB. Show him. Dagoth? Watch closely and tell me if this is the skill you saw."
"Sir? As you wish."
*Reaching to the desk, Raoul idly tossed an apple into the air. In seconds, Jan had moved, drawing his knife, sliced it into segments, laid them out on the desk and stood back where he had been, knife sheathed. Though nowhere near Devil's speed, the way in which he accomplished this was almost exactly the same, his body disappearing as he manipulated time, not his own body*
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Posted: Thu Aug 23, 2007 3:24 pm
Instead of doing as she was instructed, she glared at the doctor and snorted quietly, her way of saying 'Don't you think I would if I could?'. As he spoke to her about what he was doing to her, she grew still once again and closed her eyes to focus better. The confusion and hurt were only the tip of what she was feeling, her mind was a ball of mixed and jumped up emotions. It would take her sometime to finally sit and take the ball apart and exanime what all happened to her and how it was affecting her now. She flinched slightly at hearing him using her nickname, she started to grow even more uneasy and nervous about being around him, until she started to think about Dagoth again and figured he must of told them her name at some point upon getting here.
After a few seconds of silence, she slowly opened her mouth once again and tried to say what was on her mind, mostly her questions of where Dag was now. Instead of anything coming out though, she just looked like a fish on dry land, mouthing nothing as she couldn't find the ability to get her thoughts from her mind and out loud in the air. Growing even more fustrated at herself, she started to silently cry as she wondered why she couldn't speak and what was going on with her.
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Posted: Thu Aug 23, 2007 3:28 pm
"Focus on one thing. Just one. Push the rest aside. There is timne for everything and your friend will be returned to you shortly. Right now, he's helping us understand who hurt you and why. Take your time, choose one thought, hold onto it, and let the words come out. No one will hurt you, no one will make you leave before your ready or have teh answers you desire."
*The voice was always calm, always understanding*
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Posted: Thu Aug 23, 2007 3:38 pm
Listening to his words, she nodded faintly in understanding as she took a few deep breaths to calm herself. Rose relaxed a bit more at hearing Dag would be with her soon, but it didn't seem like soon enough to her. She knew who... or at least, assumed she did; she remembered seeing that strange man before at the ZP... and he had mentioned the man he worked for. Why though... she couldn't remember that, only the serve pain that he had put her through and the agonizing wounds.
Sighing once again, she tried to block out the other thoughts and the swirl of questions and thoughts that kept nagging her as she tried to focus on one thing; water. She knew that she needed to drink something, for she had nothing in the last... however long she had been in there, she was surprised her body had lasted and kept her up as long as it had. Rose figured it was either her being too damn stubborn to pass out from a simple thing as that or it was from her practically starving herself before on days on end. A few minutes later, she finally started to get something out loud to him, that was more then a whimper or cry of pain. "W-wa-" was as much as she could get out for now though, and it felt like uttering that much of a whisper and a word had taken the last bit of her energy. She didn't know if he'd understand she was asking for water or not though..
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Posted: Thu Aug 23, 2007 3:45 pm
*The reaction was instant and gratifying. Careful not to move to suddenly or noisily, he stood and switched the blood filled glass for one with water, room temperature so as not to shock her system,. then he reatreated and sat again, letting her drink what was provided. It would not be enough, and that was deliberate. Having asked and recived SOME, the hope was she woud ask for more, clearer and more confidently*
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