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 Posted: Mon Jan 05, 2015 1:14 pm
Everything was hazy. Even in the darkness, he felt dazed, heavy, unable to move. He was in pain, but it seemed dulled for now. He vaguely remembered being stabbed, remembered Ganymede’s scream.
His eyes opened, started by the memory of her being taken, her energy being drained, and with it the sudden rush of senses coming back to him. He tried standing, but even if he could move on his own, he quickly realized he was chained in place. Aside from the pain coming back to him, he was also aware that he was still powered up.
His helmet and cape had been removed, as well as the superficial armor that usually covered his shins, forearms, and chest. He could see his compass and pocketwatch still attached to his belt where they usually rested, but it was only a small relief as his hands were bound behind him.
Movement out of the corner of his eye caught his attention, and when he turned his head, he was startled by the sight of a scared, pale young man, bolted to the floor with a chain binding his hands and arms, partially hidden on the other side of a cloth hanging. He could only see a sliver of him, but there was blood soaked through the shirt he wore and a large chunk of the fabric missing where it appeared as though someone had done a crude job of stitching up a wound on his side.
“Are you okay?” he asked, a needless question as how could the young man possibly be okay? He looked like hell. Covered in blood, tied up, his hair matted to his forehead with sweat…
It was only when the young man mouthed the same words back did Valhalla realize it was a mirror.
A mirror along one side of the small room... but it had been covered. Mostly. Perhaps the closing of the door had jostled the fabric enough to allow the sliver of reflection to be revealed? No windows, and only one door. The colorful paint was peeling, but they were covered in things like balloons and flowers...
What was this place...?
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Posted: Mon Jan 05, 2015 1:38 pm
A general, he was a General and as such he was trusted and was able to enter the makeshift, really half assed, cell that housed the prisoners without anyone joining him. He was going in to "interrogate" the person but really it wasn't for that purpose that he was going in. he was sure he could do as he wished without anyone figuring him out, he could act and would any low ranked officers ever question him?
Pushing aside what separated this captive from the rest of the fun house he stepped inside. He had a small flashlight with him, which had a handle, and thus gave some light to the little sectioned off area. He didn't know who was in this curtained off area, didn't matter really as he'd try and see them all, but the sight which greeted him took him aback and brought forward a small gasp of surprise. "Valhalla." The word, the others name, was simple and yet the conflicting emotions found in that whispered word were undeniable to the other.
"I see...so they got you as well as Acrucis." Who he was looking to find. "You don't look well..." As if he needed to say that. Looking around for a moment, noting the lack of a place to sit, he unclasped his cloak and let it fall in a heavy bundle of fabric to the ground. His coat followed suit as he was left in a vest of gray hues and a black shirt under it. The boots and pants he wore with the decorative jabot and belt completing the look.
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Posted: Mon Jan 05, 2015 2:59 pm
Valhalla drew in a breath as someone entered the room, someone with a long cape it sounded like. He flinched back at the brightness of the flashlight, having been immersed in darkness since he’d arrived.
Of course, the voice he heard he hadn’t expected. If he was honest with himself, he didn’t know whether to be fearful or relieved. On one hand, Benitoite did pull out his starseed right after he’d almost killed Maia… on the other… he’d had plenty of opportunities to do him in and hadn’t.
“There are others…?” he breathed, his blood going cold. He knew Ganymede had surrendered, but knowing there were others as well… “H-how many? Where are they?? Are they okay...?” he asked desperately, ignoring the comment about himself and moving as if he planned on standing, but the chains kept him on the ground.
He stared as Benitoite removed his outer layers, unsure of what he was planning. “Why…?” was all he managed to ask, although ‘why what’ was never specified.
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Posted: Mon Jan 05, 2015 3:14 pm
Bending he set the flashlight on the ground, rather than hold it like some specter holding a lantern, and knelt down by the other. "Indeed, it seems this was a trap set up strictly to capture - not kill. I can only imagine it's to gain some information but what I don't know just yet. I will of course find out, they'll want me to try and gain answers to what they wish to know. Actually...I'm supposed to be interrogating you now." Which he obviously was not doing.
"I've no intention of using whatever tactics others may. Not only are they beneath me but it is not my style. I didn't join to inflict torture upon others, to kidnap people, or to rip peoples freedom for them - all of which it seems the Negaverse plans to do in the long run...if you remember the future which is to come." He stated as he tilted his head, giving the other a smile, while slate eyes stared down at the other.
"I don't know how many others." He breathed out. "I intend to find out...I know they have Acrucis and I need to see that she is well. I saw her captured and brought her here myself, I cannot risk myself to save her...or anyone else." He had already put himself into the role he played in the future, likely ahead of time, but he was all but telling the other the role he was filling and it was a dangerous one he filled and took upon himself.
"I will check on them and try and keep you all informed as much as I can. I cannot do much, as I'm sure you can gather. But I will do what little I can. This is not what I signed up for, this or the future."
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Posted: Mon Jan 05, 2015 4:30 pm
While he was still wary of anything and everything while he was still chained up like some kind of animal, some of what Benitoite said had him relaxing. Which was ironic, all things considering.
“You’ve changed…” Valhalla said softly, watching the other in awe. “You’ve tried to kill me before… you have that opportunity now…” he pointed out, although he figured a little too late that it was probably stupid to do so. And yet, he couldn’t help his curiosity at Benitoite’s slow change of heart…?
“Thank you... “ he said, pausing for another moment before taking a deep breath. “I have a favor to ask… You can say no if you’d like…” Valhalla paused again, wondering if this was a bad idea. “There’s a senshi… you’ve seen her with me…” he explained softly, not wanting to say too much lest he got them both killed.
He nodded down to his belt then to get Benitoite’s attention. “My pocketwatch… silver, with the heart with the lightning bolt… Could you give it to her for me…?” he requested, leaning back enough for Benitoite to remove it from his belt if he so wished to agree to his request. It wasn't much, but at least she would know he was alive. Should it disappear... well...
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Posted: Mon Jan 05, 2015 4:38 pm
Rolling his eyes he sat himself onto the ground more comfortably. "I haven't changed - they did. I joined, originally, to protect my person freedom. That changed to protecting mine and other peoples. It seems that the reason I joined was a lie. I'm continuing with my loyalty - to the cause." not the group. And he made sure he got that point across, or he hoped he did, as he worked to make eye contact with the other for a moment. "As far as I'd always been told it was your lot trying to snatch that away, or at least a good portion of your kind." And for now he left it at that as he focused on the others words.
"Ganymede? I've spoken with her." He questioned before he continued on and moved, slowly, for the item motioned to him and slowly unbound it from the others person and pocketed it within his pants. "I will. I'll find her and give it to her." He would do his best to fulfill the others wishes.
"Do you not remember the future we're in for?" Ducking his head with a soft huff of laughter filling the air. "it was you I passed along information to - to help civilians in need. I'm loyal...that won't change. It's just that the Negaverse has betray me. Just don't let them figure out that I'm being good to you and we'll be good." If they figured it out they both might be killed, or tortured and then killed. he didn't care for either thing happening, to either of them.
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Posted: Mon Jan 05, 2015 5:42 pm
What Benitoite said surprised him a little, because while he didn’t have any of these dreams or memories himself, he knew Ganymede had plenty. “You had those dreams too…?” he breathed, no longer knowing what to think. And yet, there were times in which he thought he remembered… or maybe imagined something… Things about others and situations that would come suddenly, but he couldn’t pinpoint any off the top of his head. It was like deja vu, but for the future.
“I haven’t had any of those dreams, but I know others have… Ganymede has…” He paused, showing the other a small, sad smile. Benitoite was a good person, he was sure. He didn’t dare say it as he didn’t want Benitoite to think he saw him as weak or a traitor or whatever crazy thing he could come up with, but the fact that he was going to help him in what little way he could…
“Please be careful… I don’t want anything to happen to you. If at all possible, please let the others know they’re not alone. I can’t imagine how scared some of them are…” He didn’t know how many people had been taken, but he could only imagine what was being done to them.
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Posted: Mon Jan 05, 2015 6:50 pm
"Memories of a future that has yet to pass. Not normal dreams." He stated with a shaking of his head. "I remember as much as I likely ever will, more than I need to in fact, but I've spoken to Ganymede soon after I gained those memories. Hope you do not gain them - the future is not one you would like to know, I'm sure. i wish I didn't and yet it is good that I do." he could learn from it and try and impact things and prevent things from happening. he could help now, somehow. This game would just go on longer than it had then and he had to stay alive at least until that same point in the future where he died...a traitor and hated by many more. How many had cared for him then? Acrucis, his partner, his family who he had sent away. There was even Kazenite who in the end he hoped had done what he'd asked of her - all of it. Feeling the familiar sting of tears behind his eyes he tilted his eyes up and with his eyes only tried to look toward the sky and blinked rapidly till the feeling faded.
Looking back to the other he managed a smile and shook his head. "I will, don't worry. I can't die yet...I don't die for a few more years. I have a game to play and a future to keep from happening." He stated and took a deep, calming, breath. "Tell me a few things, so I can walk out of here with some knowledge...trivial things. Something I can feed anyone who asks. I can't walk out of here with nothing." He needed help to maintain his cover, to keep himself safe and alive.
"I shall do what I can to inform the others here who are captured and try and calm them if I can." He whispered. He had, this whole time, kept his voice at a whisper. He didn't need anyone or anything hearing this conversation. He needed to stay alive.
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Posted: Tue Jan 06, 2015 1:20 pm
The fact that Benitoite had spoken to Ganymede surprised him, but it made him feel a little more relieved. Benitoite, although he had killed before, and even tried killing him and his friends… he believed Benitoite at least had the honor to hold to his word.
“What would you like to know…?” he wondered, more than willing to speak to the General, or anyone for that matter. Whatever helped… whatever got them out alive. If the Negaverse really wanted information, now long would it be until the knights and senshi they’d captured lost their usefulness? He didn’t want to think about it.
Instead, he would put his trust into people like Benitoite, who were willing to help them, however they could. He just hoped nothing would happen to Benitoite if he were to be discovered.
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Posted: Tue Jan 06, 2015 1:54 pm
"Anything, so long as I bring them something it will keep me from being suspected of anything." he didn't care what it was but it had to look like he's done something, gained something even if it was curses and other things. it didn't matter a whole lot to the ashen blond as he looked over the knight for some moments. "It needn't even be information - anything shall suffice. I doubt they figure you will all be cooperative right away - all things considered." it made sense, he knew it was how he'd react if he were captured, he just hoped it wouldn't earn anyone a beating for cursing, refusing to give information, and whatever else they may do. he knew it would though.
Fingers ran though his hair, tugging gently at the stands of silken hair. "Tell me...how is your health? Have you any wounds that need attention? I will see what I can do...and bring water the next time. I cannot leave it here - for obvious reasons...but I will do what I can." He could surely hide a bottle of water in his uniform, there was enough fabric, and make sure they at least had water in them. He would do what he could to see to it that they lived. They might lose weight, lack of food, and may be abused but hopefully he could help them remain alive. He had no doubt the senshi and knights would be looking to free them. He just had to keep them going until help came...which he knew he could bring here sooner but he couldn't. it would shine a light on those involved in this and all would be suspect. He was trapped but had some wiggle room.
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Posted: Tue Jan 06, 2015 5:22 pm
Valhalla struggled to think of something that he could possibly tell Benitoite that would help it seem as though he got information from him. There wasn’t much that he knew that he hadn’t already shared with others. He didn’t think he had anything that would be even relevant.
“I don’t know…” he confessed, shaking his head. He wished he did but there was nothing he could say that would be new to know. “All the knights I know were from Earth in the past…? Some have memories of the past, some have ghostly ancestors who guide them…?” he tried, not thinking it was very good.
He showed Benitoite a weak smile when asked about his health, before shaking his head once more. “I’ll be fine… I’m sure there are others who need attention more than me,” he pointed out, not because he wasn’t in pain, but because he didn’t think he should be put before some of the others he knew must be worse off.
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Posted: Tue Jan 06, 2015 5:36 pm
The information, while minute, was sufficient in his opinion he just hoped others thought so. Actually, to be honest the ghostly ancestor thing was news to him and rather interesting. maybe when the senshi and knights were broken out he could ask about that? He'd just have to find Valhalla in order to ask him. He didn't say anything about that though, not now, not when the near future was still hazy.
Instead he stood, and went to gather his cape and his coat and let them rest over his lower left arm. A glance down to the other and he smiled gently. "You might be fine now but I shall see what I can do about your injuries - not now but later." He spoke nodding his head. "I still have Acrucis and Ganymede to find and I'll see who else I can find here. I will return though and see to the injuries you have." And he'd bring water for the other. He had a lot to do and he needed to be careful, even while making his list longer.
"Please...be safe and watch yourself - Valhalla." Turning he left slowly. He just hoped he could keep them safe till help came for them.
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