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Post by Volodja Uljanov on May 5, 2015 19:07:29 GMT
"Thank you for your help Sandy. I love you very much," said Volodja before leaving. His next words, meant only for himself, weren't exactly loving kind. They weren't even polite, because Volodja cursed in his mind, so nobody could hear them, except Sophie, but she understood Volodja's reasons and comforted him with virtual hug.
Sandy's help was really valuable, because they had something solid to begin with. But they had to see Lena right now. If she speaks the truth, they have a tiny chance to restore those events in their full length. Volodja even had an idea how they could put whole thing together and deliver it to Lady's mind. But he needed lot of gambler's luck to succeed. And lot of help too, because what he had in mind needed skills, creativity and will to cooperate. Volodja already knew that conversion symptoms in most cases will disappear within two weeks or so, when patient is hospitalized. One-fifth to one-quarter will have a recurrence within a year, but that was not relevant at moment. Lady might belong into the third-quarter and never suffer from that disorder again. Unfortunately they didn't had two weeks to wait and even two days were too long time period. Wolfram and Volodja had to act faster, but before to start with anything, Volodja said to Wolfram:
"I never thought that I would say it voluntarily, but pour me some of your Schnapps, please. I have a feeling that next couple of hours are going to be very difficult. Der Teufel soll das alles busirieren. And while we are on our way, you can share your knowledge about methods of treating traumas, so we don't lose valuable time."
After having a really small sip of that ratgut, Volodja listened Wolfram carefully and they discussed about best method of treating Lady on their way to Lena's den.
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Post by Belle Starr on May 6, 2015 1:38:04 GMT
Lena Marr sat on the edge of her brig cot, her lower arms resting on her knees, her slim chalk white hands intertwined in front of her as she leaned forward, listening intently to the needs of the two humans, before she answered with a sneer, "Okay, I'll give you what you want, and I'll even give you a bonus: How I got into a supposedly intruder proof quarters. But it will cost you! Here's what I want: I want to be released unharmed, with a fully gassed runner, a weeks water and rations, and a charge knife. I won't ask for a gun, because I wouldn't give me one if I were you, and if you did give me one you probably would take out the firing pin or something. Finally, I want one hours head start before anyone comes after me. I figure you can hold Atticus back that long before he comes after me to kill me, especially if you have Belle Starr's help. Volodja, I want your word of honor on this, and Belle's too! My word isn't worth spit, but I know enough about you two that you think your word is worth something! You two are so honorable, that you two will keep your words just for your sakes, certainly not for mine."
Lena sat back and folded her slim arms, waiting for their answer.
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Post by Atticus Batman on May 6, 2015 3:20:44 GMT
In my EGO device, Dinara wakes up feeling a warm body pressed into her from behind. It can be only one of two people, her big sister So Sophie, or the gorgious Amber. She smiles as she rolls over and it gets brighter when she sees Amber smiling back at her. Then the young girl's eyes look down towards Amber's chest with the bedsheets just below them. Dinara blushes slightly and a sparkle comes to her eye, as she takes in the sight of Amber's bra clad breasts! Then she kisses Amber passionately.
Breaking the kiss she says, " Amber you came back, and spent the night in bed with me! Thank you! You are great and love um...knowing that you wanted to be in bed with me and that you are just in your underwear! for me? Duh Dinara! Of course you did it for me! I am soo glad you are with me! Don't worry I feel better. I can't promise no more tears for now! Even though I know if Lady's amnesia lasts too long that Atty...well you know! Anger, rage, killing spree, then disapearing into the Quarantine Zone or Storm Divide forever. But that doesn't matter for now! What matters now is trying to get Atty to stay calm so the doctors can help Lady without worrying about his wrath. Making sure he doesn't do anything to damage the base, or destroy the life he has managed to create here. Doing everything I can for my big brother. Helping Sandy and Lady anyway needed. Living my "life" as long as I have left, and being with YOU!!!"
Dinara kisses Amber again and catiously reaches a hand out to squeeze Amber's breast. Amber doesn't stop her, so she gingerly fondles Amber's chest for a few seconds. After just a few seconds Dinara reluctantly removes her little hand while looking into Amber's eyes to make sure she was really fine with it. The she says reluctantly, "I am sorry. I just really wanted to do that! You're gorgious and have an amazing bod! I'd love to lay in bed with you all day and just....um...uh..let our hands wander and explore or atleast feel you against me longer, but I feel big brother waking up and he needs me to be able to atleast give him some attention as needed, and not becompletely distracted, even if you are a GREAT distraction! But please stay in here with me longer!"
Dinara's smile gets a little naughty and her face brightens with embarrassment again, then blushing she says, "You can even keep wearing just that if you want. I really love being near you and seeing you, and do think I love you! So please stay and keep me company as long as you want to or are able to, before you have to go back home to your mother!" Dinara then reluctantly gets up, thinking that she should get dressed so she can appear to me, Sandy or Sophie, in decent clothing, if needed.
As Dinara reluctantly pulls away, she gives Amber a loving kiss on the lips, then stands up. After she stands up, she walks to her closet and gets out a summer dress, She could do everything just with a thought but finds joy in doing most things "naturally" in her little home. After she grabs a dress she glances at her changing screen in the corner, the first peice of furniture she got before she even had a bedroom. Then her naughty smile appears again as she walks back to the bed. She places the dress on the bed, then grabs the hem of her long nighty and shyly lifts it over her head. She is now standing there in just her panties, her small bare breasts in plain view for Amber to see. Her face a bright scarlet red, her hands by her side as she fights the urge to cover herself again, since she is enjoying the feel of Amber's eyes on her. After what feels like an eternity, but is probably only a minute, she shyly and nerviously looks into Amber's jade green eyes as she says, "Hope you like em, even though they aren't big enough to require a bra regularly! Um...you can look a little longer, if you want too. But then I unfortunately gotta put my dress on just incase somebody, other than you, wants to see me." Dinara smiles again, a smile that let's Amber know that Dinara defintely wants her to look at and enjoy the view for a little longer.
As I come out of my troubled and forced sleep, I mentally talk to Dinara my EGO psyche. "Dinara, how is Lady?"
She says, "She is phsyically recoring fine Atty. So is the baby. Please go back to sleep."
I grumble. "Dinara what aren't you telling me?"
She reluctantly says, "I am NOT telling you, what I am not telling you, for your own good! You need to rest! Lady is in good hands! Leave it at that and rest! No more talk. Just get better, for when you are needed! I will tell you, when you feel better! Just remember all the good things you have had with Lady Christianna, PULEASE!!!!!!!!"
After saying that Dinara simulates the sound of a door, as if slamming it in my face.
Just then, I feel my hand being held. As I look torwards the person near me I say, "Snow Angel?! Glad that you are better!" Then my eyes notice two things. One, the side of the caged bed is opened and two, it is Belle holding my hand, not Lady. "Oh um hello Starr Eyes. It is good to see you, but how is Lady?! Dinara won't tell me anything. She is being a very bad EGO! Although I suppose it may make her a very concerned little sister. But I need to know, if my fiance is alright!!! Please tell me!!!"
I then try to sit up, but feel something stopping me. So I look down and see that they must have restrained me, when they opened the cage, to ensure that if I did get aggitated again that the restraints would buy them enough time to get the cage apparatus, on my bed, reclosed and locked before I could get up and do anything. So I reluctantly lay my head back on my pillow, and just turn it to look at Belle again. I see the concern in Belle's eyes but push anyway. "Belle I need to know! just tell me! I promise I won't do anything bad for the time being! Besides, I am a bit restrained at the moment, and I can feel a slight surge going through the restraints, and the cage. I guess Doctor Orion, had Zork build somekind of power dampener in them, made specifically to restrain my powers. That devious little leprechaun! Come on Belle! Just, tell me what everyone is trying not to tell me! I must still be restrained and partially isolated for a reason! Now what the daking hell is it?! I NEED TO KNOW DAMN IT!!!"
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Post by Volodja Uljanov on May 6, 2015 3:45:43 GMT
Volodja hesitated. Lena's demands were reasonable...for a living creature who wanted to survive and was using any possible way to do it. And thought of Lena still having a hope to leave this place made him smile actually. Lena deceived herself, when she said that there is no hope for her at all.
He looked at Lena and replied: "I might let you go, but I must ask for Belle's decision as well, but...at moment you are desperate, so you are willing to say and do anything to get out, because you want to stay alive, no matter what. You are not given up the fight for your life and it's understandable. But there is one problem - I need some kind of guarantee that you are telling the truth, Lena. You are excellent actress, as long as I can tell from my experience and you just told that your word is not exactly a solid one. I hope you understand my concerns, Lena. You are reasonable creature after all. As a human being I am willing to trust you, but at moment I have to think about my obligations too.
I play with open cards, Lena. There are lot of different ways to get that information we need, but that won't mean torturing you or filling you with chemicals as you might think. Wolfram and I could use hypnosis to gain what we want to. But instead of doing even that, I decided to come and talk with you in a hope that you will help us from your own will and I already expected that you want something for your cooperation. I will call Belle, if you won't mind. Then we can discuss about releasing you and you have some time to show your good will...or not, if you decide otherwise. But if I give my word you can be sure that I will keep it and so does Belle. Maybe it is because of us, but maybe because of you. You never can be too sure." Volodja sent an EGO message to Belle and told her about Lena's proposal.
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Post by Belle Starr on May 6, 2015 5:57:44 GMT
Just after Belle got Atticus' request for the truth about Lady, she got Volodja's EGO message about Lena's request. She furrowed her pale brow and bit her lower lip in consideration of both, then answered Volodja, "I'll be down to the brig momentarily! I hate to deal with the two-timing varmint, but Lady comes first, so I'm inclined to agree to her demands! Just give me a moment - and Volodja, y'all are doing a great job talking with her! I'm not sure I wouldn't just beat her silly!"
Belle knew she wouldn't do any such thing, beating an unarmed prisoner in her custody was just not in her, but it made her feel better just to think that she might, at least in this particular case. Belle had considered Lena a friend, and there was almost nothing worse to Belle than a friend's betrayal. She turned her attention exclusively to Atticus then, thinking of another thing she might think she could do, but knew she couldn't, and that was to lie to Atticus. Atticus had been lied to so many times in his life, betrayed right and left as far as she could tell, but never by her. Belle had been honest with him since the day they met, even when she told him at their first meeting that she had been sent to bring him in to the authorities for his crimes. Atticus had just begun to trust people, and Belle was not about to undercut all his progress, or their friendship, which she personally treasured in so many ways.
"Lady and your baby are both physically okay, both Dr. Orion and Sandy say so, and we have Lena Marr, her would-be-assassin, under lock and key! But Lady did take a head wound, and she has some mental issues Volodja and Wolfram are treating right now! She is temporarily blind and has lost some of her memories, I think they call it hysterical blindness and hysterical amnesia! Now sit back Atticus, here is the hard part: The memories Lady's lost are those of you and your relationship with her! Her last memory is just before she met you at Overpass! Keep in mind, what is lost can be found, and we got two mighty fine head doctors on the job!"
Belle squeezed his hand hoping that the human contact would hold back any panic or anger he might feel, "Now here's the kicker, Atticus! Volodja and Wolfram need Lena's help to bring back Lady's sight and memory! I don't need to tell you what Lena wants for that help, but I will anyway! She wants her freedom and to be safe from your wrath! You got to ask yourself, as the Harbringer of Death, is your need for justice greater than your love for Lady! I know my choice, but I got to know yours before I can loosen these restraints! What y'all say Atticus? Justice or love? Y'all tell me!"
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Post by Atticus Batman on May 6, 2015 8:00:40 GMT
I look at Belle, but it is the look of the unseeing. Even though I don't know it, the natural blue in my eyes and the blue aura of the rage that fuels me and is normally seen in my scars and skin is unnoticable and perhaps almost extinguished or replaced by a deep sorrow. My eyes a dull grey and all the blue that is normally in my skin, scars and aura replaced by an ominous grey coloring. I look more like an empty and weathered husk, than the feirce and violent warrior that she knows.
 
I mumble. "Dont care what is done with Lena. She not worthy of being my enemy. She is less than the stone I trample on. I know I am seen as a man who kills without reason. However perhaps one of my previous EGOS, I believe it was EGO number two; Ed Zigo, was right. I am more a serial killer than I am anything else. I usually only hunt and kill those that truly put up a challenge. Those that deserved it atleast half as much as I do. The worst of the worst, so to speak. So what is a serial killer exactly?
That is simple:
1: Usually mentally disturbed, having an ati-social disorder or completely insane. That is a certifiable fact about me on all three accounts, according to plenty of Votanis, E-rep and VBI shrinks. So step 1, check.
2: A person who usually hunts victims with something in common. I only hunt what society deems the worst of the worst. Step 2, check.
3: Mostly if not always uses the same methods for death. The final blow is always a bullet to the head or a decapitation. So check.
4: A signature. Mine is some kind of extreme and gruesome torture. So check again.
5: Takes souvenirs. I always empty their bank accounts and take their weapons and good gear. So also a check.
So you see my dear Belle, I would be defined as a serial killer. Even though the truth is, They don't have a name for what I am. So tell me, does a lowly spy, no matter how good she is at it, who is too incompetent to actually kill a young pregnant woman fit in with the list of the worst of the worst? I don't think so. Although if her intended victim were somebody else, then yes I would be down there using the torture tools we found on base and having a great time, but all my thirst for anything in this world is gone, and only one thing can bring that back....Lady. The truth is, even if I did kill her it would change nothing. Lady doesn't remember me, and she is my only reason to want to live.
My life truly began those couple of months ago when I met Lady. I knew the first time I saw her at the Overpass, which she obviously doesn't remember, that there was something special, perhaps even perfect about her. When I came here at your request, I kissed her on a whim, and have been completely in love with her since. So if I still have a chance to get her love back, then I choose love.
So in regards to Lena Marr, do whatever you wish of her, she is of no significance to me. Even if I can't get Lady's love back, Marr is beneath contempt. However since you are once again being honest, so will I. If I can not recapture Lady's heart, then I will instate what I call the Solomon Grundy Contingency. If that time comes, then you and whoever is in charge of this base at the time, as well as Dinara, will be sent exact instructions. All you need to know for now, is that the implementation of the plan will be my final wish. My deathwish, as it were because once completed, I will never return. Besides, even if I have done some good while I have been with Lady, the world is better off without what I was or what I will be once again, without her. And don't bother having anybody's EGO ask Dinara. She doesn't know what it is, and can't access that order to see it, until I giver her the trigger command. But that is for the future to decide.
For now, my only concern is Lady Christianna. I would love to be with her, and hold her hand. To talk to her. To kiss her and tell her how much I care for her. To try to get her to remember me, remember her love for me and how happy she was when I gave her that necklace, or when she found out that she was carrying our child and how extremely happy she was when I proposed. However I understand if that is not possible at the moment. So atleast move my cage to where I can see her, if you can do that. If anybody should be caused pain by all of this, then it should be me, only me and always me! Not her, not Lady Christianna! I never wanted to bring pain to Lady!" I slump back into my bed in resignation.
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Post by Volodja Uljanov on May 6, 2015 8:30:17 GMT
While Volodja was waiting for Belle to come, he pulled Wolfram aside, so nobody could hear them and said: "Best way to deal with Lady's blindness seems to be psychoanalytic treatment which helps to correlation between painful memories and conversion disorder. Unfortunately I am not a very good psychoanalytic and I assume..."
"You assume correctly, Volodja, mein freund, because I am not that great psychoanalytic either. Österreich, where Sigmund Freud was born, is practically next door country to Liechtenstein, where I was born. But that doesn't mean anything. Especially it does not mean me being Sigmund Freud. Like Freud supposedly said: "Manchmal ist eine Zigarre einfach nur eine Zigarre." And I will say, that sometimes a German speaking psychiatrist is just a German speaking psychiatrist, so no psychoanalysis here. I will go along with your idea, but I hope that you will explain it to me first."
"As you can see, her blindness is an issue here. Lot of methods people used or use for treating amnesia are based on creating visual associations with patient's past in patients mind, but you are familiar with them, according to your lecture you gave, when we were on our way to here. Because she can't see anything, we can't use those methods in traditional way, so we must work our way around that problem. For curing her, we must concentrate to that painful memory, as we agreed earlier, because it's the key element here, and that's why we need all available information to recreate that specific event. We can't get anything useful from Lady at moment, because her memory is really suppressed. We must take a risk and insert that memory, we recreate, to her brain in a hope that it will trigger event in her mind again in a way she remembers it. Then we can start with real treatment of that trauma. I will explain you later, how we are going to do it. I know that our memory will be subjective one, but that's a common problem with any memories. They all are subjective ones. At moment it's equally important to make her realize, what happened after that shooting took place."
"Are you suggesting some sort of cognitive behavioural therapy, Volodja?" asked Wolfram.
"Sort of, but I am going to try different kind of approach here. Today I feel really inventive, you know, so we should try some new things. Those lonely hours, I spent on reading and looking for knowledge, are going to pay off at last."
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Post by Lady Christianna on May 6, 2015 12:54:53 GMT
As Belle Starr left for the brig, and Doctor Orion and the nurses went on to their daily tasks, Lady Christianna sensed that she was still not alone in her infirmary bedroom. Being a bit bored, she asked her EGO psyche, Sandy, through the telepathic link they shared, "Who is in here with me?" Sandy appeared as a holographic image by Lady's bedside, and seeing that Atticus was awake, and that talking might be good for both of them but aware of the reputation Atticus Batman had in the Bay Are even before Lady met him, answered out loud, "Lady, you are sharing the room with another patient. His name is... Atty." "Hi Atty. Lady. Name, not status," Stated Lady to her roommate, "What you in for?" Lady was answered with silence, and not being the talkative sort, she would have normally just let the conversation die, but this situation was far from normal, so she continued, "Blind and can't remember stuff. That's me. Blindness bothers me more. Don't like the dark. Hard to miss what you don't remember. Remember seeing, so... bit scary," After that hard admission for her, because her persona in her mind was that she feared nothing, she added after a moment's hesitation in a small voice, "Don't tell anybody."  |
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Post by Belle Starr on May 6, 2015 14:07:56 GMT
Belle Starr entered the brig, looking resplendent in her red, white, and blue Liberty Trooper armor. She put her pale hands on her shapely hips as she regarded with blue diamond eyes Lena Marr through the bars of her jail cell, saying with distaste, "Okay Lena, I agree to your terms and you have my word of honor that we will abided by it! Now, lets get this show on the road!" Lena smirked, but only briefly as it vanished when she glanced at Kaj, then looked to Volodja, "Okay, what do you want from me?" While Lena discussed with Volodja and Wolfram her coming part in the mental treatment of Lady, Belle went over to Kaj and said nonchalantly, "Nobody blames you Kaj! We were all fooled by her! You know there's an old human fable entitled the Scorpion and the Frog! It seems a scorpion asks a frog to carry him over a river! The frog is afraid of being stung, but the scorpion argues that if it did so, both would sink and the scorpion would drown! The frog then agrees, but midway across the river the scorpion does indeed sting the frog, dooming them both! When asked why, the scorpion points out that this is its nature! The animal fable was used to illustrate the position that no change can be made in the behavior of the fundamentally vicious! Kaj, it's in Lena's nature to be what she is, and there is nothing either of us could have done to change it!"  |
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Post by Volodja Uljanov on May 6, 2015 14:14:54 GMT
"I want nothing, you can't do, Lena. You will tell me exactly what happened in Lady's cabin and I need a fully detailed report. And I do hope that you will tell us the truth, because I will give you my word of honour that you are free to go, but I do count on your total honesty," said Volodja calmly to Lena. "Unless you want another word of honour from me with a promise to track you down and catch you again. You know that I will keep my word."
He had many personal reasons to bring justice to Lena - she almost killed his lovable Sandy, young Lady and her unborn child and her diversion almost cost Volodja's life twice. First he could get killed by Volge attack and after that he could die because of his blood loss, but he put personal issues aside and remained calm and concentrated. He needed the truth about her killing attempt, to help Lady with her mental problems and he needed that truth fast. While Lena talked, Wolfram and Volodja observed her carefully to catch any signs of her lying, but there weren't any. That was good, because detailed picture combined with Sandy's recording enabled them reconstruct everything what happened between Lady and Lena. Volodja was ready for the next stage of his plan, but suddenly remembered something:
"Lena. You mentioned something about a bonus. Before you leave our company, would you mind to bless us with it?"
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Post by Belle Starr on May 6, 2015 15:49:54 GMT
Lena Marr thrust out her lower lip as if offended as she replied, "I've got nothing to gain from lying and everything to lose, so this is the truth and the whole truth. Where to start? Guess at the beginning when my targets changed from Senator Cael to Lady Christianna. I got the message from my handler a mere 24 hours before I attempted to kill Lady. I always got my messages the same way, with a note I would later destroy hidden under a certain flagstone in the courtyard here. He would always sign it Mr. A, but I got curious one day, and staked out the flagstone, following the cloaked man who left the messages to The Crater. Turns out his name is Aveis Havph, a Castithan who hangs out there, often in the company of Varus. Okay, I was really pissed at the late notice and the change of plans, but I'm nothing if not flexible, in more ways than one!"
Lena chuckled at her innuendo, but glanced at Kaj again, and stopped when she saw his deadpan expression, so she said, "I always have an escape plan as a contingency, and that was true as to this base. Before I was assigned to spy on you guys the first time. I tracked down a former Dark Matter high ranking Officer who had retired in Lima but had been stationed at this base. Seems the base is riddled with secret rooms and passageways under the floor, which Dark Matter tech is able to disguise from normal detection methods. The old coot was pretty spry for his age, kind of like your old codger," Lena thrust her chalk white chin in Wolfram's general direction as she continued, "But being a Castithan man, he didn't think twice when a pretty young Castithan woman showed she was interested in him. It was easy to seduce him, but it was too bad he discovered me rummaging through his wall safe, so I had to stick a charge knife between his ribs. I made his death quick and relatively painless, like I learned when I was twelve. Before then, believe me, knifing a target was slow and exceedingly messy! And the screams were really annoying!"
Lena saw the expectant stares of her audience as she realized she had gone off on a tangent, so remarked, "Sorry, went down memory lane for a second. Anyway, sure enough, the plans for the base were in his safe like my employer said they would be, with the secret rooms and passages clearly marked, so I memorized it so they could help me to get around your base secretly and even escape if necessary. You even discovered a few, or almost so. Atticus found the old hidden torture room, and Chris found the hidden weapons crate under the floor of his room, and if he had found the secret button under the crate, he would have found an entrance to a secret passage. Well, I knew where all the hidden passages were! Having a photographic memory has served me well often, particularly in black mail schemes! You'd be surprised how much scrip someone will pay when you can recite line for line what's in a document they think hidden or destroyed."
Lena took a breath, then smiled at the recollection of her own cleverness, "I had tried to kill Lady the night before at her birthday party in the hologram room, but she and Atticus left too soon for my plan to come to fruition. I had made sure Belle would take the blame as I already set the ground work for that by having her Volge-out earlier that day at the VBI ruins. By having Belle Volge-out, it also secured my position of being both close to her and the high clearance security console in her guard room. I could tell that Volodja had put the pieces of the puzzle together that next morning in the mess, so I created a diversion with another of Belle's Volge-outs, planted the incriminating evidence on Brody; both acts in the hope to buy time. I went to the garage, faking records that a roller had left the premises, then used the secret passage to Lady's bathroom. The passage is under the tub, with the shower head opening it from that side and a lever in the passage for opening it from underneath. With no cameras in the bathroom, I was safe to just wait for her to come to her room, which I knew she would in a lockdown. Typical of women, the first thing she did was go to the bathroom when she got to her bedroom, and I was waiting with the SAW there."
Lena sounded exasperated as she recalled, "If things had gone as planned, I would have killed her, then left the same way I got in, with none the wiser of how I did it or even if it was me that did do it. But her stupid EGO decided to play hero and act like a shield - who knew an EGO could do that? How do you plan for that!?!? Anyway, I emptied my LMG's clip into the damn EGO, chipping away at it, but when it finally collapsed, I was out of bullets! So while I was trying to reload - drekking LMGs reload so slowly - Lady blurred into me, I hit the back wall of the bathroom and its lights out for me, and the end of a lucrative spying career. End story! Any questions?"
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Post by Volodja Uljanov on May 6, 2015 16:22:59 GMT
"Maybe few questions afterwards. I hope that you understand that I may have to test your information at work. I am not accusing you on giving me disinformation, but you might accidentally forgot some details, because of stressful situation and when you are gone, I can't check for details any more. I know that we promised to let you go and we will do it right after we are done with our work. Besides - arranging wheels and supplies takes a bit time, so you must wait until we are done with that too. Don't worry - if I wanted you dead, you had been already when we found your unconscious body. Just be patient, please. We will keep our side of bargain," said Volodja to Lena and dragged Belle and Wolfram with him, explaining on his way:
"Next stage in Lady's treatment will be creative one. Since she can't remember anything, we will have to construct that event again and now we have all pieces together. Oh, and I know the guy who is going to be our animator. Our good Broderick, who bored me with his stories about how good he is at gaming and hacking and creating games and how hot stud he is in chat rooms and so on, when I tried to calm him down after accident at canteen. Sorry, Belle, that I mentioned it, but I will compensate it somehow to you. I listened him until Erika saved my skin and now it's payback time.
I will write little scenario about that event, using everything I got from Sandy, Erika and you Wolfram, because you went along with stretchers and know what happened in infirmary. Brody will make an animated story of it, in first person mode, so it would be close to Lady's point of view. He can base everything on Sandy's recording and continue from there.
Belle - you are going to be our respected art director and watch for Brody, so he won't make Lena too voluptuous and avoid any references to sex. Brody can become way too...creative there, I am afraid. Teenage boys and their hormones. Violence has to stay, because it's essential. Especially that part where Lady smashes Lena against the wall. And everything happened afterwards, is important too."
Belle's diamond blue eyes widened, when she considered Volodja's proposal, but soon they started to shine with creative energy and she nodded in agreement, because Volodja kept explaining his plan to them:
"While you are busy with making great art, I will visit Haele and borrow one of her toys - brain washing apparatus, so we can use it as a transmitter to deliver our animation directly into Lady's mind. She doesn't remember anything and she can't see the film, so we have to inject her mind with it. I know, Wolfram, how you feel about brainwashing, but we won't add anything that Lady doesn't know already, so technically we won't brainwash her at all, but try to trigger her real memory. You are experienced psychiatrist Wolfram and you know better than me that first we must bring that painful memory out.
We are going to use trauma focused therapy with Lady from that point. That means that we have to bring the most disturbing elements of that traumatic memory to Lady's mind and help her with cognitive restructuring it, so she can change the way she thinks about that memory. The change in evaluation usually involves highlighting that the feelings of certain death and danger within her traumatic memory, do not apply to Lady any more, because she already survived the event. That's why everything that happened afterwards is important too, because we have to extend her memory so she can recall it beyond the most traumatic parts. Extending that memory to a point where Lady felt safe again, so she can remember the event in a more complete way, with less focus on it's negative aspects. She must know that she actually beat Lena and survived her attack. She is the winner there. But I am open to your suggestions and can change my plan when needed."
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Post by Erika Widowmaker on May 6, 2015 19:55:47 GMT
Just dressed in her underwear, Amber languidly rolled off the purple bed, strolling over to where Dinara stood, her small bosom exposed. Amber dropped smoothly to one knee, cupping Dinara's small breasts in her clay red hands, licking gently Dinara's right nipple before placing all of it in her mouth, proving that it would indeed fit in her mouth.
Like it with an electric shock, Amber stopped, then exclaimed before she disappeared, "Mother needs me! I must go!"
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Post by Atticus Batman on May 6, 2015 21:25:39 GMT
Dinara looks down at Amber and smiles, Dinara gives Amber a loving kiss and says, "that felt good! Glad ya like em! I love yours! I love your mouth! Love all of ya! Love ya! Sorry ya gotta go, but I gotta get dressed anyway. Hurry back, Gorgous! Pulease!" Dinara then cups and squeezes both of Amber's braclad breasts and gives her an extremeley loving and passionate kiss before, Amber vanishes from Dinara's room and touch. Then Dinara puts on her sundress, just incase anybody, not lucky enough to be Amber, needs her. Then she sits there and just breathes in Amber's scent while it still lingers in the room, while she continues to monitor my vitals and make sure I am still healing fine, and hoping that Belle was right about letting me be so close to Lady and talk to her right now.
After everybody else left the brig for now Kaj looks up at Lena and shrugs his huge shoulders. "Everyone liked you here and gave you several chances. You did not need to do any of this. Commander Batman pays quite well. Besides I l...Does not matter anymore since you do not care about me. However I will be here for you anytime you need. I can not help you out of this mess that you created but I will do what I can to keep Commander Batman from torturing you. From what I understand they get quite gruesome. Even if we are no more, you do not deserve that fate. Although from what I understand, since Lady is alive, he does not care what happens to you. If you want a book or anything just let me know. I will do anyhting that I can to make you comfortable, except go in there and help relieve your tensions. Do not need backstabbed by you again. Even a Bio-man can only take so much." Kaj watches Lena a little longer, then goes back to the paperwork on his desk.
I give Sandy a dirty look when she tells Lady to call me Atty, but let it slide since it is Lady. I am watching the lovely Lady Christianna while she talks to me, and am still thinking about what to say, if anything, when she added after a moment's hesitation in a small voice, "Don't tell anybody."
In as calm a voice as I can, which isn't hard given that it's Lady I say (wondering if she'll notice my love for her in my voice), "Don't worry Beautiful. Your secrets will always be safe with me. However I am used to darkness. It is being part of a community that scares me, but one will do anything to be near what his heart wants. Anyway the reason I am here. That is kind of a tough one. Though I guess you wouldn't know that since you can't see that while you are free to wander this room, that I had been in a cage and restrained to my bed for quite awhile. They have just removed the restraints and opened the cage, but I was caged and restrained becuase of one of the reasons I am here. Don't be afraid Snow An...um sorry, Lady. I would never do anything to hurt you.
Alright let me answer why I am here. Let's see. I had my ribs crushed, a lung punctured and my spine dislocated and cracked while trying to protect everyone I care about from extreme danger. Thanks to the help of a friend, we stopped that threat. However, while we were busy with it, the love of my life got severely injured, and although I was told she is better, I am afraid that I still lost her and know it is my fault. So it caused a broken heart. Which leads to the cage and restraints I mentioned. The term, "mental breakdown caused by a broken heart", is what most would probably call it. I was angry at first but became extremely depressed shortly after, so I was caged and restrained mainly for my own good. Even though they knew my anger was gone, they were absolutely certain that I had become suicidal. They were right, but I am alright for now, although I wish I had memory loss at the moment. It just hurts so much. I would take more physical pain over this mental pain, any second of the day.
Anyway, after 12 hours or so, they decided that I seem to be over being suicidal despite still being depressed, so the cage was opened and the restraints removed. They however felt that I needed to be near somebody, especially since all the private rooms are full, so it required finding somebody in a private room that they thought would be fine with me. So after they had a discussion and talked to Belle Starr for her opinion, they were certain of who I could be roomed with, without being a threat to that person, you. So here I am. They are right again. You are the one person on this base, I could never do any harm to.
Too bad you have no memory. Somebody must be worried sick about you. Given that you are pregnant, wearing a heart locket, and an engagement ring, that I see you keep turning on your slender finger, that poor guy must be having a mental breakdown of his own, at the thought of losing you. I know I would...( whisper this last part, since I feel the need to say it, but not sure she is ready to hear it,) My Snow Angel. You are perfect in every way." I just lay on the bed, feeling shackled, even though I am no longer restrained, Because I really need to hold, cuddle and kiss her right now. But she doesn't remember me, so she may reject those attentions, wich would not only be bad for my already broken mental state, it would be bad for her as well. As I told Belle, only I deserve all this pain. So I will endure the emotional pain, and not risk pushing it onto Lady. I will have to be strong, and wait for her to decide to come to me, no matter how much it hurts.
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Post by Lady Christianna on May 7, 2015 0:23:09 GMT
"Your story's worse," Said Lady Christianna adamantly, then thought on what he said after he listed his ailments, "What? Pregnant? Me? Impossible. Never had sex, no one would want to with me - nor would I want to with just anybody!" Lady didn't know what about the stranger in the next bed made her so talkative, for to her knowledge she hadn't said that much to her whole clan, except to Belle and her father, Bocar. Still, here she was just chatting away with this stranger, but it felt so natural. The man sounded so sad, that it made her sad, so on impulse she felt her way down from her hospital bed, then went to the sound of his voice, and crawled into the bed next to him, hugging him lightly, being careful of his ribs. Lady smiled her enigmatic smile, saying, "I'm not your lady, but I hope the hugging helps," But then added in a worried afterthought, "But don't try any funny stuff!" Surprisingly, Lady felt comforted by his smell and warmth, falling fast asleep in record time.  |
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