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"You dont listen do you?" Vlad said as he cupped his hand over Romane's wallet and kept his hand on hers momentarily. He took out his own and looked to the clerk. "Make that a venti coffee, black for the lady, and a venti mocha chai tea with foam for me. And with soy if you have it actually." Vlad said gently as he paid for the drinks. He said he was going to, that meant she was not to take out her damned wallet. Releasing Romane's hands only when the transaction was complete and they had their drinks, Vlad turned to her.

"Lets sit and talk. Your misunderstandings here aside. They cant ban you from a coffee shop." Vlad said to her. God she was... paranoid with the way she came in here, and now Romane seemed uneasy to be in the presence of the Cafe. She needed as much work as he did it seemed. "Besides.. have you ever thought to say you were sorry for the whole ordeal?"

Vlad went over to a table and pulled out a chair for Romane. He offered it to her before slipping into the chair besides hers. Taking out a pack of thin cigars he took one out, lit it up and put the rest away. Yes he had started smoking more since he and Bela went through that ordeal. No he didnt care that he was destroying his lungs. He took a long drag on the cigarette and watched Romane for a moment. His hazel gaze took in her tense nature, meanwhile he was rather relaxed. One leg had crossed over the other, his coffee or whatever it was, cooling on the table infront of him. And he was leaning back in his chair and smoking. Not that he didnt have things to be paranoid about.. but if the ordeals he had gone through in his life taught him anything that taking a risk and living life was better than being a shut in and living safe.

"So tell me.. If you arent stalking me as you say... then what is it you are doing?" Vlad said as he exhaled the smoke into the air above their heads. "Not that i mind, like i said before, its not everyday im stalked by a beautiful lady cop. But it has raised several questions Romane." Vlad said gently. "Aside from the New Years Eve.. two years ago, our only other interaction was you arresting me and my brother for the outrageous charge of *****. And then my store burned down, by whom i dont know. but honestly i dont care about that anymore." Vlad said as he watched her, and inbetween smoking and drinking his coffee.

Vlad was quiet while Romane took her time in answering him.. Dear God woman. Yes this was a conversation.. it meant two people had to participate. But what Romane said next, not to mention her answer to his question. It all had Vlad frozen in shock. Boiling anger seeped into his hazel gaze. Was she implying what he thought she was implying? He was a victim.. and now because he didnt go to therapy she was afraid he would commit.. what commit what Romane?!

"Commit what? Do go into detail Officer." Vlad said as he leaned forward, he wasnt relaxed now. Rather his whole body language had him warning her to choose her words carefully. "What exactly are you implying that i will commit as a result of what happened two years ago?" Vlad said as he bit down on the end of his thin cigar. IF she said what he thought she was going to say, he was going to strangle her.. most likely. Not really. But the imply already had ruined his mood. Was she afraid he would rape or murder someone? Is that why she had been following him around for TWO ******** YEARS?! After the s**t he went through!? Then and as a child?! How dare she! And anyone else accuse him of such.. disgusting, vile, depraved.. he'd rather chop off his own d**k, gouge his eyes out, then EVER.. EVER think of doing that to another human being...

Self defense murder aside..

All of Vladimirs irritation and anger was sucked from him after Romane spoke. So she wasnt accusing him of... oh. But she was accusing him of the possibility that he would attack his torturers. No. No it wasnt an accusation, well to her it was. To him it hit him hard, she had hit the nail on the head. Vlad took his cigarette from his lips and sank back into his chair. The anger and irritation was exchanged for a dark and tormented look in his hazel eyes.

She was right. But she didnt know HOW right she was. Some ..thoughts? More like nightmares.. and strategic planning on just how exactly he would go about getting those men back for what they did. And not just them, but any kidnapping, child molesting, murdering rapist out there. Often his day dreams as of late had gone into dark fantasies of torturing and killing the mother ********. So much so that it would make anyone shudder should he even utter part of his plan or dark thoughts.

Vlad put out his cigarette as the sound of some NPC customer coming into the Cafe broke his dark thoughts. He took a sip of his coffee thingy and set it down before looking to Romane. What could he tell her? She was right. Spot on, hit the target, unlocked the achievement. At this point.. with her following him around for two years and this is what she had come to conclude. Something that always boiled beneath his surface ever since his child hood. Honesty seemed to be the best policy.

"I have.. but.." He said as he looked to his coffee. "What i would do to those men would have me locked up in an insane asylum for the rest of my life.. that or put me in a tiny room with no windows at some high security prison." Vlad said before he looked to her. "I cant deny it. Your absolutely right, Romane." Vlad said before thoughts from his past came up. "...i cant promise anyone i wouldnt do it. Because i would.. and i have." He said softly. "Myself.. and some other children were.. in a simpler experience, with what happened two years ago. But this.. it happened when i was young.. I was raped along with the girls, No police came.. and it went on for ... too long." Vlad said his eyes were dark as shadows, the pain that surfaced in them would haunt anyone's dreams.

"...so i snapped.. i couldnt handle it. I killed our tormentors then. To not do so now.. is eating me up inside. You have no idea the horrible nightmares i've had. And how the guilt of not making them suffer for what they did to the us, is eating a hole through my psyche.. my soul and my heart." Vlad said softly, as a tear ran down his cheek.

Vlad hadnt been paying attention to Romane's movements. It wasnt until she said she would have to take him in and handcuff him that Vlad felt his heart start to race as he looked to the cuffs. No.. he couldnt. Not cuffing!

Vlad swallowed hard as the look of a frightened deer came to his eyes. He climbed out of his chair as fast as he could away from Romane. He backed himself into the nearest wall, stumbling over chairs in the process. "N-no... I.. not with cuffs.. Ill go but not bound by cuffs." Vlad stammered, his heart was racing a mile a minute and he started panicking. The thought of being cuffed, it reminded him of his bonds two years ago. Even though it was rope, Vlad was not okay with having his hands bound for ANY length of time. "Not with those.. just not with those.." Vlad whimpered, he couldnt back himself into the wall far enough. He was quickly starting to feel helpless and if those cuffs went on the feeling would only amplify.

"I cant .. i cant handle being bound. J-just.." Vlad's eye started twitching. "Ill go.. just not with those." Vlad choked out, he was near tears, just from the memories from 2 years ago. He didnt care about having to go in and be questioned or anything like that. It was just too soon for him to be bound.. even for his own safety.

Vlad was still trying to get into or through the wall if he could, as Romane came towards him. His entire body started shaking and he put his hands out to stop her but he was shaking too badly. "D-d..dont." He choked out, as she kept getting closer and closer. His eyes pleaded with her desperately. But as soon as she touched him only to spin him around and cuff him.. that look in his eyes was gone.

Vlad's eyes quickly became dark voids, of pain as his mind slipped right into his past. His head was hung and while he was compliant, he was still shaking badly. Tears went down his cheeks and the look of utter hopelessness entered his gaze. His breathing was panicked and his heart was still going a mile a minute. But he didnt lash out, he wasnt resisting in the least. It was like he had completely given up. Of course that haunting look in his eyes would tell you all you needed to know. Vlad wasnt home right now, leave a message at the beep. Anything Romane said, didnt register, and he just walked mechanically as Romane took him in for questioning.

-Exit Vlad and Romane.. too the Po-Po department!-