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Post by Lady Christianna on Apr 20, 2015 4:33:28 GMT
Lady Christianna finished the bowl of unused cake icing totally oblivious to the drama going on the floor below her. She thanked Ralph the Cook, than headed from the mess hall back to the quarters she shared with Atticus to get ready for her birthday party. It wasn't everyday you turn seventeen, so she wanted it to be extra special, changing into her 7th legion white uniform, the most party like outfit she owned, making sure she had on the special underwear she had bought for the occasion. She had wanted the Night Porter outfit because she thought it both sexy and colorful, but it was unfortunately out of her price range, so she made due with what she had, and knew Atticus would be happy with whatever she wore. She giggled as she thought he probably would be happiest if she wore nothing at all.
Once Lady had primped in front of the large mirror in their quarters, making sure she had her hair ends dyed and war makeup just the way she wanted, she sat on the edge of their large bed waiting for her surprise birthday party, bouncing up and down on the edge a few times in her excitement. She guessed that was the surprise in her surprise party, not knowing when it was going to occur just that it would sometime today. Sandy, her EGO psyche, played a special birthday song as they waited, her birthday gift to Lady.
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Post by Volodja Uljanov on Apr 20, 2015 4:34:14 GMT
"You know, why I took vacation to take care of myself, Giant? One reason is your selfishness. Boo hoo-I will give my life to her! Remember? And I dragged you out from your depression at cost of MY nerves so after that I NEEDED rest to go on. You didn't gave a fuck about that and you didn't gave a fuck about team, because you were busy sinking your submarine. As for Lady - you are the leader and you have to treat everybody equally. Especially Lady. Good leaders don't have favourites. All you think what Lady's opinion about you might be.You know what made Taffer a good leader? He hadn't visible weak spots, but you have. So you better clear that issue for good for yourself if you want to be a good leader. Nothing personal, Giant. Just pointing out your weak point. You are one track minded too, when it's about your interests.
But your decision is made with clear head and cold heart and I have to respect that. Especially if Belle agrees to return to her cell, but I do suggest you to lock yourself away from Lady for couple of nights, so you could experience what Belle might feel. Just try that once or twice and you can give me and Wolfram a full field report of your emotional scale so we have something to work with."
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Post by Belle Starr on Apr 20, 2015 4:47:00 GMT
"It's okay Atticus, you are between a rock and a hard place," Said Belle Starr sympathetically, "Been there, done that! Of course I agree to your terms - at least for now!" Belle grabbed both of Volodja's hands in hers, her blue eyes locking with his brown ones, as she said, "This is okay Volodja! You have to remember, Atticus saw me when my Volge took me over completely and I destroyed a whole installation where my sister died and the rest of my team mates almost did! He knows! You helped me, and I appreciate it, and there may be a day when I can be free again without chaperones but that day isn't today! Tomorrow we'll go to the VBI installation, see if we can find out what happened and retrieve my silver box! Please come with me then, and think of it as the first of many baby steps! I wouldn't even have that without you! Thank you for that, but for now, this is best for all!" She let his hands go and backed into the her prison cell, and as the door slowly closed in on her, she smiled sadly at him saying, "Besides, this is Lady's day, and we should celebrate it instead of my drama!" The door closed and locked in place, and Belle went back to sitting at the vanity chair, staring at the pencils sticking in the ceiling, still seeing no pattern there.  |
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Post by Volodja Uljanov on Apr 20, 2015 5:04:30 GMT
"Sorry Tinkerbelle. I tried but failed again. But at least we achieved something here. You got more freedom now, but I permanently ruined my public relations. Guess everything has it's price and as a selfish person, I have to whine about that" He grinned suddenly and winked his eye. "Don't worry about that. I will survive and so do you. You have a soul of the fighter and I admire that. Your fighter is just beaten up for awhile, but she will get back on her feet. I will accompany you there. Out of curiosity, for example. And that habit to stick my nose into closed and forbidden places. And maybe, because I care about you a lot. And....never mind that. We will bring you back to the sunny side of the world." He gave an encouraging smile to Belle.
And then he continued: "If I am allowed, then you will see me hanging around quite often and maybe you could visit holo training rooms with your babysitters. We spent whole morning with Wolfram in there. Just a trip to pre war Monaco. It helped him a bit to open up to the world and gave him an ideas, so he is working with Erika's issues at moment as a result of our escapade. I think you should see more civilized times and places too. It helped me to get back to my feet for sure. There is not such a thing as universal cure, but we have to try anything, like visiting totally different world than we have at our hands right now."
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Post by Erika Widowmaker on Apr 20, 2015 5:25:50 GMT
Erika Widowmaker had a few hours of sleep, but it was fitful sleep full of nightmares of self doubt. When she woke, she felt more tired than when she went to sleep, but she pulled herself out of bed and entrenched herself with routine. She did her daily morning calisthenics, including her one armed pushups, then showered and put on clean fatigues. She then had an impulsive idea to break with her usual routine, unusual for her, at least in a minor way.
Erika went to the holo-room, programing it for the beach on the Gulf of Mexico where the tiny fishing village she once lived at was located and where she was last truly happy, then entered and had her one mile daily run there. As she ran in place, but with the illusion of running through sand on a beach, she enjoyed the smell of the salt air and the sound of the waves breaking, determining that this should now be part of her new routine.
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Post by Atticus Batman on Apr 20, 2015 5:30:40 GMT
I leave Volodja and Belle to their conversation, knowing that I am risking losing the friends I am just gaining even though I am having a hard time admitting that anyone would actually want to be my firend to start with. It doesn't matter, they are the ones who made me Commander. I sure as hell didn't want this. I also am not sure why they would make a solitary killer, Commander. Perhaps it is because they know that I am the most capable of making the hard choices even if they refuse to see that it must be done. However this choice wasn't even mine originally. I did however alter it in hopes that I could give Belle some dignity.
I go to the War Room and give the order to turn the security chamber next to Belle's new room into a temporary room/office for whoever I make Belle's personal guard/Chaperone, waiting on which secuirty feeds it will have access to until Belle decides if she wants it to be Officer Marr or somebody else. I go through a list of urgent requests and deny and approve as needed. Then make an encrypted call to Freedom Alabama, using the alias name I used when there and I bought my shark-gator skin coat. Then I get on the Comm for Belle's room.
"Belle I do hope you understand my position even though Volodja doesn't. However I guess pissing people off and losing firends is part of the burden of Command. No wonder Taffer left. Volodja I know you are still there and can hear me since I was nice enough to use the intercom so please listen as a friend and counsellor instead of that subordinate rogue that I through out of a plane on our first meeting.
Anyway, I am having the temporary room for your personal guard/chapperone fixed up now. After you decide which member of Security you are most comfortable with, I will decide which camera feeds they have access to. I will point out Officer Marr demands that if you don't choose her that she atleast be allowed to see you as a friend if you agree to it.
Now I do hope you are planning to attend Lady's party later. We do all love seeing you. As for my counter proposal, I have decided on a timeframe for how long I need to view your nightly logs to see how well your self-conscious keeps your "emotions" contained when you are asleep. If after 7 days, I, an objective counsellor (next part said with a note of humor in my tone) and Volodja, feel it is doing as good a job or better than last night at containing your "issues" then I will remove your guard and let you decide if you prefer your old quarters or your new ones.
If you prefer the new one the the door will be changed so you can lock and unlock it from the inside, but only while in human form. Doctor Orion's scans from last night and early this morning show that we can easily set our electronic door locks to allow you to go in and out in human form, but not allow you to do so in Volge form.
I also contacted the seamstress and armor maker from Freedom. I didn't tell her why or who it was for, but I requsted some liberty trooper armor and....well nice female undergarments to be custom made, to expand from the first set of measurements I gave her to the second set easily and to slim back down just as quickly. She didn't ask who it was for or why it had to expand and detract to those measurements so efficiantly. She just happilly accepted the challenge. She also said that if all goes well it can be made and sent here and arrive by the end of the week.
Anyway, I hope to see you both later, and hope it can be done without anymore hate towards me but do understand if it can't."
I then close the comm before they can snap at me again, then I go into my room long enough to take off my helm and toss it in the closet, with a little disgust at my new "unwanted" position. Then I notice Lady sitting there, so I kiss her lovingly. Then I leave our room. Walking through our sitting room and looking at the framed Vday card she gave me, promenently displayed in my trophy case. Then I go into my armory. I pat Caraid on the head, then go about stripping, cleaning, repairing and modifying my guns, as well as Lady's CrimeFighter, "baby".
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Post by Volodja Uljanov on Apr 20, 2015 5:35:02 GMT
Then he became serious again and send an EGO message to Atticus and he used a "real" messenger. Sophie did delivering in her charming person directly to Dinara, because she wanted to go out for awhile: "You know. I am really worried about that Lady thing. She does you really good, and you deserve having each other, but I really hope that your obsession about her won't affect your judgements. That's why I blurted it out. If you have team interests in mind then you are the Man, I admit that and I am willing to admit it even to you out loud, when needed. Belle just mentioned baby steps here. As a leader, you are a big baby yourself at moment (he chuckled) so I better offer you my hand here and help you learn to walk instead of working against you. Besides - chasing me away would make things too easy for you. Having me around is more interesting, because it reminds you that you have someone with an opinion, which may differ from yours. Always useful to have people like that around, instead of bunch of authority worshippers.
You must keep in mind that you have a bunch of more or less independent individuals to lead, so be careful, when operating with terms like "common good for everybody". There is not such a thing as common good and somebody will always feel of being left out. You have your interests, I have mine, Erika has her's. You know - Wolfram and I did worked on our team's key members individual characteristics, including mine. I won't show you results. They are confidential information, but we have something to work with. At moment we both consider you to be only minor security risk, if you need that piece of information."
Then he smiled to Belle and after saying: "See you soon, Tinkerbelle. I hate to leave you alone here, but I must consult good old Wolfram about his solutions on Erika's children and we will see, what we can do, to help you up from ground and wipe away the dust from your clothes." he left the prison building.
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Post by Belle Starr on Apr 20, 2015 5:49:30 GMT
Belle Starr straitened up in her chair and got her hailer to call Atticus back, but only got a busy signal. She sighed, then began her message, waving at Volodja with a smile as he left:
"It's Belle! Nobody hates you Atticus, we love you as a family member, and like all families, we have squabbles! As I said, you are between a rock and a hard place, and probably will be many times as the head of our family now! Anywho, Lena as fine as my guardian, chaperone, whatever title you give her!" Bell chuckled, adding, "I just hope y'all give her combat pay! Seriously though, you are responsible for keeping the people safe on this base, and I respect that, so do what you must! Don't mean your family members, including me, won't still give y'all grief from time to time over it! Looking forward to the party! Bye for now"
Belle couldn't help thinking, "Maybe it would have been best if it had been me that died that day in the enemy installation, instead of my sister! Sure as tooting would have easier all around!"
Then Belle had a sudden fright! If they were going to show old Wolfram the video tapes of her behavior in the prison today, she hoped they would edit out her shower antics. She didn't want to give the old guy a heart attack!
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Post by Atticus Batman on Apr 20, 2015 6:02:52 GMT
I hear Sophie in my head relaying Volo's message. "hey up there! Instead of buzzing my mind for once I have a better idea." I then walk back into Lady's and my sitting room and sit in my comfy chair as Cariad foolows and lays where I can pat her scaly skin. "How about you come out where you can sit and talk instead for once?You too Pe......."
Before I can finish that sentence Dinara appears on the love seat and Sophie next to her. Sophie then looks down and giggles seeing that Dinara is way to short to touch the floor. Then she gives me Volo's message in person.
I respond with, "You know Sophie the same can be said of HIS obsession for Belle. She and Lady may not have noticed but the rest of us have including Sandy. However that is his business as long as he can learn to seperate it from his work. Don't need him wandering away in self pity again like he did on the moon mission. As for his comment about having someone with an opinion, which may differ from mine around. That is good advice.
I do think that we do need to figure out more about this chain of Command crap though. Volo is right, I did not isolate myself completely like Taffer did. Perhaps Taffer's self proclaimed isolation is what ultimately drove him to go on a mission to find himself, not sure only he can answer that. Anyway when Taffer was here, he was Commander and had me act as second in command and Security Chief. Belle was admin and VBI.
The command structe has already changed. I am Commander. Kaj Security Chief. Erika is Director of admin with Chloe as assistant Director. Kaj is in the process of decided on a second in command of Security. Volodja is currently counsellor. Belle undecided. Perhaps I should make a second in command to help me with some of this stuff. I would love it to be Belle, provided that after 7 days I can indeed release her completely like I hope but she wants nothing to do with Command positions right now. Anyway tell the Fool that I understand and other than that tell him whatever the hell you want about this conversation. You are free to visit with Dinara in here when you want. Anyway I suppose you should give him your report."
Sophie nods and leaves, I however keep sitting there petting Caraid as Dinara talks to me. I do check the hailer message from Belle though and smile slightly. I send her a quick message back saying "I will notify Lena right away since she left the War Room before me, so she could make sure the new room was perfect because she just knew that you would agree. Oh one more thing. If Wolfram or Volodja request to see the tapes as a counsellor they will only see the parts where you are clothed unless you approve otherwise. Anyway talk later and all that."
I end the message and send Lena a message telling her Belle happily agreed. Then I finally respond to Dinara as I see Lady step into the room and look closely at my big furniture and notice that I framed and displayed the card from her. I sit up better just incase she deicdes to sit on my lap like I hope, as Dinara and I keep talking.
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Post by Lady Christianna on Apr 20, 2015 6:22:08 GMT
Lady Christianna smiles as she enters the room seeing her Valentine's card to him framed and prominently displayed, then runs up and jumps into Atticus' lap as expected. She takes one small chalk white forefinger tracing the scars on his face, asking, "Rough day?" then adds before enthusiastically kissing him, "CURE!"
Meanwhile Sandy, Lady's psyche, overheard the discussion, and has her worst fears and suspicions confirmed: Her beloved Volodja is obsessed with Belle Starr, and may be even in love with her! Sandy thinks to herself, "Who the Hell wouldn't be? Belle is gorgeous and sweet, damn it! I can't find anything wrong with her, except this Were-Volge thing, and such a fatal flaw only makes her more attractive to a good man like Volodja! With Vo dead, there's nothing to keep them apart, except a lovelorn ghost, and that is nothing at all!"
Sandy appears with the other Hologram ladies, determined to keep a stiff upper lip, or at least keep it from quivering on the verge of tears, as she says as cheerfully as she can fake, "Hi everybody! Hope you are ready for the best damn 17th birthday party ever!"
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Post by Volodja Uljanov on Apr 20, 2015 6:23:34 GMT
"Self pity," said Volodja after hearing Sophie's detailed report."Hmmm. He is right there, but...no buts this time, even it was a pot and kettle situation, when we were on the Moon. As long as he uses head to think, I am fine with that. He has larger responsibility at his hands now, so let's hope he is able to put team's interests above his personal ones. Damned! I am the one who thinks about common good now. What has happened to that careless individualist, I used to be? I started to think in team terms. And our team is as strong as it's weakest link, which happen to be Belle at moment. Tomorrow it could be me. Day after that someone else. Life has become more interesting suddenly. I will keep my personal interests apart from business, like Giant suggested. He had a good point there and he should be an example. And as for heart matters...
Sandy stole my heart in first attempt, without even trying. And we had our wonderful Paris trip, which still arises good memories. She is wonderful girl and deserves the best, not me. I am flawed as a guy can ever be. Giant once mentioned scars on his body. I have lot of them on my soul. I dream about normal life and still I think, that I am not worth it. But if she chose me, then I am happy for both of us, although I wish to be biggest part of her life, but I can't. She left me alone in Louvre, because of her duties and my heart cried again, but I am grateful that she was with me for a long time. I am not a Prince and paupers can't demand anything, as I always said, but I really want MORE of her for myself.
Besides - even if I am obsessed with Belle, which is possible, because I am attracted to her from the moment, we first met, I should have no worries. She was always out of reach. Even now she is dedicated to Vo and then won't be other Gods than her Prince Charming, so I am on the safe path here. And I must not forget that I am flawed one. Princes are perfect. I am not."
And he kept thinking about his existential crisis until it was time to pay a visit to good doctor Wolfram and discuss some COMMON matters with him. Soon he was knocking on the door of Wolfram's hermitage and as a first thing he was offered glassful of doctor's aqua vitae, which he poured down right away, not bothering even to feel the taste. At least Wolfram didn't barricaded the doorway any more. That was a sign of progress or maybe he just forgot to do that.
"Volodja, mein junge freund!" Wolfram exclaimed. "Those holo rooms are essential part for treating Erika's children. Verstehen? Thank you for introducing me with their opportunities. And actually my idea is based on your attempt to make doctor Faustus more...glücklich und jung, so you can steal meine Seele, Du, Mephistopheles! It worked for me, arising a lot of good memories, but no more kissing your arsch, Volodja. You won't hear that from me again (and Wolfram chuckled). Now you will listen and make the notes..."
Volodja sighed and took out his notebook, ready to write down everything he hears. Suddenly he remembered lines from Johann Wolfgang von Goethe's, Götz von Berlichingen:
"Mich ergeben! Auf Gnad und Ungnad! Mit wem redet Ihr! Bin ich ein Räuber! Sag deinem Hauptmann: Vor Ihro Kaiserliche Majestät hab ich, wie immer, schuldigen Respekt. Er aber, sag's ihm, er kann mich im Arsche lecken!"
(Me, surrender! At mercy! Whom do you speak with? Am I a robber! Tell your captain that for His Imperial Majesty, I have, as always, due respect. But he, tell him that, he can lick me in the arse!).
That damned doctor and his ability to make Volodja have sudden flood of literary allusions mainly from Goethe. Wolfram probably had contagious Goethe obsession and Volodja has already caught the germs yesterday, when they rowed the boat and recited Goethe's verses together with Wolfram, both drunk from his booze. At least that obsession was a funny one, so Volodja grinned when he started writing down everything he heard from Wolfram.
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Post by Lady Christianna on Apr 20, 2015 10:33:36 GMT
Lady Christianna looks at the hologram girls and with the wink of one pink eye, makes them disappear to the deep recesses of her EGO. She then crawls off Atticus' lap, all the while her enigmatic smile firmly in place as she unbuckles his pants, then pulling them open to expose his huge manhood as she mutters, "Better cure!"
Lady licks it like she did the icing spoon earlier in the day, but unlike the icing, it did not disappear but became larger. When she was satisfied and he was not yet, she crawled into his lap. Atticus had know she had altered her 7th legion uniform to become a dress, so wasn't surprised when she lifted it to give him access, but was surprised at the red laced panties with the tiny white hearts underneath, and more so at the fact that he could penetrate her without her removing them. She explained with a whisper between the gasps and groans of pleasure, "Crotch less. Surprise."
Back in Lady's mind, as Dinara sat on Sandy's army cot kicking her feet, Sandy paced back and forth, making her battle plans in her coming war with Belle Starr for the heart and mind of one Volodja Uljanov.
"First, I've got to recon," Remarked Sandy as she paced, "I've got to discover everything I can find out about Miss Belle Starr! Find out all her fucking weaknesses, how best to attack her - not physically of course, as I don't have a physical body, except in the holo-room, and I really don't want to hurt her, just want her to leave my Volodja alone! Then, when she is unawares, I'll strike, like a cobra, with surprise and full of venom! Not sure how I'll surprise her yet, since I understand she has a superior EGO, or what venom I have, since I don't want to really hurt her, but I'll figure something out!"
"Or you could just talk to Belle," Suggested Dinara absentmindedly as she watched her own swinging feet.
A grin crossed Sandy's pretty face as she said, "Yes, of course! That's what I should do! Confront the lioness in her den, before she eats up my poor Volodja!"
Sandy kissed Dinara on the cheek, saying with conviction, "You are brilliant little sister! Thank you so much!"
Sandy disappeared from Lady's mind and reappeared as a hologram before Belle in her prison quarters in the blink of an eye. Sandy wore her crisp EMC uniform and with her hands on her hips, very much in a pose like Belle herself often took, saying authoritatively, "I know you want Volodja for yourself, but you can't have him! I know you have this great longing and gap in your heart since Vo is gone, and Volodja is smart and handsome, and everything a girl could want or need, but I love him with every fiber of my nonexistent being, so if you think you are going to just smile your pretty smile and crook your damn pretty forefinger and he will just come running, well you might be right - but I'm going to fight you all the way, because, like I said, I fucking love him!"
Sandy took a breath, which she didn't need to as a virtual ghost, but which she still was in the habit of doing, giving Belle a chance to interject with surprise apparent in her big blue eyes, "What! No! I don't think of Volo in that way! He is my friend and confidante! Vo was my one and only true love and soul mate and can never be replaced, not would I want to! You have nothing to be afraid of, I don't want Volo - at least not in the ways you are thinking!"
"Yes you do," Commented Alfred, Belle's EGO psyche, with amusement at Belle's consternation, then added again through the telepathic link they shared, "And he wants you to, as I've heard his heartbeat speed up when around you among other tell tale signs! I can exorcise the ghost if that's what you want, and she will no longer be a problem! Poof! She no longer exists and you are free to have your way with this Volo."
"You will do no such thing!" Answered Belle through the same link, "You forget that she is the spirit of my aunt, Mom's sister, and therefore we are family! Plus, I really do like her and she is good for Lady!"
"Ohhh... so you really don't want Volo?" Asked Sandy, thinking maybe she had erred coming here and thankfully not privy to Belle and Alfred's conversation.
"Nope, other than as a friend and counselor," Answered Belle.
"And you have no intention of using your feminine wiles to woo him away from me?" Queried Sandy, wanting to be absolutely reassured.
"No intension what so after!" Belle replied, her voice full of assurance as she smiled confidently.
"Well then, guess I better leave," Said Sandy, glad that holograms don't blush.
"Guess so!" agreed Belle.
"Bye then," Said Sandy quickly before blinking back into Lady's EGO.
Belle, now alone again, muttered, "This day has been so weird!" then sat down in the over-padded chair, picking up Kaj's book and again reading the poetry within, stopping only to wonder if insanity was heriditary on her mother's side of her family.
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Post by Volodja Uljanov on Apr 20, 2015 11:48:01 GMT
Volodja was finished with notes and after wishing "good day" to the good doctor, he left Wolfram alone. At least old man was in good company of his bottles, so no need to worry about him. Since there was nothing to do, he just ate late lunch and after that he retreated into his cabin and settled himself into his bed. They can start with treatment of Erika's children day after tomorrow, because tonight was supposed to be a birthday party and tomorrow he had a field trip scheduled already. Wolfram insisted that he would participate in treating process. He was not sure handling everything alone and since Volodja had dragged him out from his comfortable tilted retreat and convinced him to stay to their base, he had to give him helping hand in any possible way. Wolfram still needed some time to adjust himself with a crowded place and become over his insecurity about new people and new job and Volodja had to be his Vergilius and lead him through the Hell of cultural shock. But now he was left on his own, until tonight's party. He still pondered about going. After all, he was not exactly in best terms with others any more and they might have better party without him. He wanted to go, but he decided to avoid being pushy and stay into his cabin and maybe work a bit with Eschen's notes and put them into logical order, so everything would go smoothly when their work begins. Soon he forgot everything around them and concentrated only to his task. That's all he was ever good for. Or maybe not, but what else he had to do, than creating an illusion of being useful?  ![]() ![]() |
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Post by Belle Starr on Apr 20, 2015 12:48:37 GMT
After Sandy's impromptu visit, Belle Starr thought that if anything Sandy implied and which Alfred blatantly stated were true about Volo's feelings for her, she might want to get a new therapist, and the only one available on base was the esteemed Dr. Wolfram Von Eshen. Belle decided it was time for her to meet him one-on-one, as she only met him briefly for introductions before bringing him to base yesterday, and he seemed drunk as a skunk then. So she asked Security Officer Lena Marr, her guardian slash chaperone slash prison guard to have security bring him to her quarters. When he was brought to her, her enhanced senses still sensed that he had already consumed huge amount of alcohol, and it was still only a little after noon. She shook his hand, escorting him to the most comfortable chair in the room, the overstuffed wing back, while she sat down on her vanity chair. "Okay Doctor, for reasons we can't go into, I don't think Volo should be my psychologist, so that leaves y'all with the sorry post! I don't know how much you know but here's the skinny: My daddy spliced my genes with a Volge while I was in the womb, hoping to breed some super soldier for the next Pale Wars I guess, but that's past history! What's relevant is that I sometimes change into a Were-Volge, like some monster in a Pre-Pales Wars movie, getting all blue, scaly, and spikey with claws, super strength, and the combined powers of all the Volge subspecies! Most times I can control it, but if I get too emotional, or am asleep, I seem to have less control!" Belle got silent as a sad look crossed her beautiful freckled face and tears welled up in her blue diamond eyes, "Vo, my Prince Charming and soul mate recently... died! He was my emotional anchor, and he could always talk me down if it looked like I was going to lose control of my inner monster, but he's... gone now! This was after losing a whole slew of friends this last year both in Defiance and in New York City, where I lived for a time! So, now my friends have imprisoned me for my own good, and the safety of everyone on this base, including you, so keep that in mind! I'm relatively okay with that, except bored as a fox in an empty henhouse! Hmm, that may not have been a good analogy under the circumstances! Anywho, this has all made me a bit cranky and a little bit suicidal, just so y'all know! " Belle leaned forward, her blue eyes narrowed, speaking like she did when pitching a proposal before the VBI Board of Directors, "Okay, here's the problem: Atticus needs me to be well ASAP! The leadership role is taking its toll on him, and we have a lot of enemies who would be pleased as punch to see this team fall apart! We do a lot of good in the Bay Area - heck in the world as a whole - check the archives when you have time! We need a plan to put me in control of the beast, and more importantly, stay in control of the beast, so I can resume a command position in the team and help Atticus. I hear you are an expert in this area, and Volo highly recommends you, so I'm sure you can do it! By the way, we got seven days to do it!" Belle leaned back in her chair, her blue eyes widened as she said, "All my records are available to you, even the medical ones with Dr. Orion, and I have signed all the confidentiality waivers!" Belle hesitated before adding, as she bit her lower lip, "Um..., if you have a weak heart, you may want to have this morning's video edited before you see it - part of it doesn't have anything to do with my condition anyway, but is awfully revealing in another way"  A blush started up her long pale neck and traveled to her freckled cheeks, as she asked, "So what do y'all say Doc? What can y'all do for me?" |
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Post by Volodja Uljanov on Apr 20, 2015 13:06:49 GMT
Good doctor Eschen stumbled few steps backwards, grabbed after his heart and after that, when his face changed colours from red to white and then regained it's almost normal greyish tint, he answered:
"I could try, liebchen. But I can handle only one problem at the time. Whole load is a bit...big for me. I happen to be...rusty, because I was busy with other....things until junge Volodja convinced me to come out from my exile and join your team. By doing that and showing me happier times of my life im Monaco, he achieved that...I removed barricades away from my door now, and feel more secure already, but I have long way to go until I become normaler mensch. But I could try to restore your condition. Jawohl. Aber natürlich."
Guess he didn't liked that Volge part at all, because while he mumbled last words, he moved carefully backwards and grabbed one of his bottles to his shaking hand and didn't stop until bottle was empty and his stomach was full of his deadly distilling result. And after that he asked:
"How did mein Volodja managed to survive this all and remain almost normal? He is on the verge of nervous attack, ich muss sagen, but how the HELL he managed to last here and stay relatively sane? Bitte antworten Sie Mädchen. I mean young lady."
His hand searched for another bottle and he found himself wishing that he never left Europe, no matter, how painful that continent was to him. Even if Volodja was not a professional, he must be really skilful to keep this gang on normal basis. Volges! Mad fathers! Brainwashed children! Anger management! This was a psychiatrist's nightmare and Volodja had to handle everything by himself, before he dragged him into this loony bin. He seriously though about running away, going back to his ship and never coming out. But...that would mean leaving his young friend and former apprentice alone again, so he decided to stay and help him...them in any way, he could and he will deal with this girl, but he will use Volodja's help for sure, so he was really careful, saying with a bit shaky voice:
"Forgive me, but I think, I must bring Volodja along. Ohne him I can't do this. He is useful for keeping notes or something like that. Or...or..consult me any possible way from Alfa to Omega. Or something like that, ja ja," while he blackened towards the door and slipped out like a greased lightning. Really amazing achievement for an old man, but he really started to appreciate value of human life. HIS life. So when he found himself back in his cabin, he secured the door once again.
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