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Post by Erika Widowmaker on Jun 8, 2015 15:20:41 GMT
Erika Widowmaker watched intensely her daughter rocking the holo-baby in the antechamber of the virtual castle. Instead of screaming she was the all-powerful Mistress of Judgment, Kara was smiling warmly at the holo-baby, and even began singing in a low voice the very Irathiant lullaby that Erika had sung to her as a young child. For the first time in months, Kara's jade eyes were not wide with insanity, but looked almost normal, although it was obvious she was still delusional. Erika turned to Wolfram and said, "You are the expert of course Doctor, but perhaps we should leave the holo-program running for a while! It seems to be calming her."  |
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Post by Volodja Uljanov on Jun 8, 2015 15:39:57 GMT
"Warum nichts," said Wolfram. "I guess that we stumbled to the right solution." "Agreed, Wolfram," confirmed Volodja. "Congratulations on a job well done!" Sweet smell of success and Wolfram needed that victory, so he has every right to take all the credit for calming Kara down. Volodja felt suddenly very sleepy and lowering his head until it reached the desk, he closed his brown eyes and tried to fall asleep. Rest of the gang can celebrate, but after last night Volodja still felt really tired. Motivating Wolfram and thinking along took it's toll and since room was warm and quiet, he could not wish for anything else.  |
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Post by Belle Starr on Jun 8, 2015 16:00:39 GMT
 Lena stopped crying, her mouth dropping as she pondered what he said, still not quite understanding, replying, "How was I unfaithful? I was here when you came back!?!? You can fuck other women all day long as long as you come back to me by night time. How does that affect that I love you and you love me!?!? I don't understand!" Lena stared out the front window of the car as she pondered the problem, listening to the voices in her brain. Pride said, "You are just going to have to kill him if you ever are going to be proud of yourself again!" Envy said, "You'll never have a real love relationship like the do-gooder girls have if you don't!" Lust said, "And the sex will never be as good again if you don't!" Greed said, "The deal you had with him wasn't so good, and you can take all his stuff afterwards!" Sloth said, "It won't take much effort!" Anger said, "And maybe we can kill a few others after that... you know, just while we are on a roll!" Gluttony said, "And get a good meal and some nice wine after that!" Hope began to say in a small voice, "I don't think that this course of action will - " However, Lena had already made up her mind, so with a determined look on her pretty chalk white face as she opened the car door and got out, saying through clenched teeth, "Okay. I get it! I made you lose face. I understand that! I'm a problem solver, I'll go take care of it! Weasel, you are dead meat! Tommie-boy, you're worm food! Anybody else gets in my way, they are dead as a door nail! Problem solved My Love, and we can go back to the way we were!" With that said, she closed the car door and stalked towards where she had last seen The Weasel, the bloody straight razor still open in her delicate alabaster hand as her other hand fished into her shoulder bag grabbing the quick blaster within. |
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Post by Marcel Lestrange on Jun 8, 2015 16:40:21 GMT
Marcel looked after storming Lena and thought. "Any decision I will make, will be the wrong one, but I still try to stop her from acting irrational. I don't care about Weasel. He is insignificant. But I must spare Tommasino. Killing him won't be a good solution. I must maintain good relations with Tarr Family. Maybe I can turn this mess into something useful."
He run after Lena, demonstrating advantages of having EGO powers, when he blurred next to her and said: "Lena. When I decided to be with you then I made decision to avoid being adulterous even if business demands it. It's a matter of principle for me. I am new to this love thing, but it won't seem right somehow. Maybe one day you will learn that too, maybe not. Call me old fashioned, but I think that being faithful to each other is important. Now I must act according to my judgement. I don't give damn about that weasel guy, but I have to spare Tommasino, to make him owe us a lot. Agreed? I hope so, Lena-Darling."
Marcel spurted forward, grabbed Tommasino under armpits and dragged his body next toTommasino's own car, saying. "I just saved your life. If you are smart enough, you will be silent about us and make up really believable explanation to things what will happen with rest of the guys here. Consider it my present to you. You are a hero of infamous Fork massacre, because you are going to be the only survivor here. Your silence guarantees you long and prosperous life. As long as I understand, nobody here is made yet, except you, so it won't be a big loss to you and your family. And I almost apologize for the next thing, I am about to do with you."
He grabbed his knife and hit it into Tommasino's shoulder, saying: "Now everything is believable. You fought and received a wound. Passed out and don't remember anything than bunch of unknown enemies - Raiders, Dark Matter, Santa Claus and his elves - use your imagination, attacked you. Deal?"
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Post by Belle Starr on Jun 8, 2015 18:02:54 GMT
"If you wanted me not to have any kind of sex with anybody but you, all you had to do was tell me! Shatko Marcel, don't you get I would do anything for you, even become a nun - kind of! Gods, this love thing is complicated, and it's new to me, so you got to tell me what's what!" Lena replied angrily, "Now I got to kill everybody to save your reputation, which I didn't even know was at stake." As Marcel blurred away with Tomassino, he left about a score of mobsters and innocent bystanders standing around the Tarr vendor. Luckily for Lena, a major arkfall had fallen nearby before Marcel and Lena arrived at the Fork, so Lena didn't have to deal with any EGO armed Ark Hunters. Lena pulled her quick blaster from her shoulder bag, shooting all those she could find until she ran out of ammunition, than resorted to using her straight razor for eliminating the survivors. After fifteen minutes of savage butchery, all those at the Fork were dead except four: Lena, Marcel, Tommasino, and The Weasel. Lena knew where the Weasel would be. Lena marched up the ramp to the second story, finding him cowering in the very corner where she had given him a blow job just a half hour earlier. Lena stopped in front of him, and grinned wickedly, her grey outfit now stained red from the blood of all those she had just killed. The Weasel threw up his hands pleading for his life, "Come on Lena, don't kill me, we're friends! We have been for a year now!" Lena put a bloody finger to the side of her mouth, rolling her long lashed sky blue eyes as if in thought, then her grin grew wider, "You know Ronnie-boy, you are absolutely right!" She exclaimed just before she slashed his throat with the straight razor so hard she almost severed his head from his neck, and as his red blood squirted all over her chalk white face and snowy hair, she added, "I like you! And that's why I killed you quick!" Literally covered in blood, Lena strolled seductively over to where Marcel and Tommasino stood, licking the blood off her straight razor, savoring the taste but being careful not to cut her tongue, and then used the blade to point at Tommasino, "Tommie-boy is the only one who's left that knows I sullied your reputation, My Love, even though I didn't know I was doing it. If they didn't have such dirty minds and weren't such gossip mongers, I wouldn't have had to kill them, so it's their own fault they're dead. Don't you want me to finish the job? Tommie-boy could still say bad things about you. Say the word, and he's dog meat! Your good reputation mean's the world to me because it mean's the world to you, and I love you so much, I'll kill everybody in Paradise if you like!"  |
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Post by Marcel Lestrange on Jun 8, 2015 18:14:28 GMT
"I feel tempted Tommasiono. I really do," said Marcel. "Promise is a promise. But I will have to take some extra measures to guarantee your silence. That's why I will provide Lena's weapons with your fingerprints. That razor arises too many painful memories for me, so I will have to buy you a new one, Lena, as a present. You don't have to pay me for doing that. This one will be stored as a precious memento, because Tommasino, as the only survivor owes his life to it and to a certain quick blaster.
I understand that working in family business can be very stressful and sometimes people just snap and start to run amok, like our friend Tommasino. It's understandable. Especially when you calmed down after killing all those people here. Nobody needs to know about that. We will hide your shameful secret from your family. What happens on tour stays on tour. And I do assume that you will appreciate it, because as you can see, Lena loves me and is willing to listen me. That makes me to be the only one, who can hold her back from performing certain acts. We are going to be allies and keep each others secrets. And even if you tell the relative truth about what happened here, then you will have to explain, why you left those poor associates to fight and die, while you run away. Right Tommasino?"
Marcel knew what he was speaking about. Living Tommasino was more useful than dead one. And now only three of them knew what happened in The Fork. He made sure that there was not anyone else alive, than three of them.
Tommasino nodded silently, knowing that Marcel got him on the hook. His hired hand became his business partner so suddenly and in such an effective manner, so Tommasino started to feel respect towards him and Lena. She was like a natural disaster, capable of destroying all in her way and Marcel was calm and calculative master mind who managed to turn his disadvantage into a advantage within minutes, by controlling that disaster's actions. It was worth of trying to maintain their mutually useful business relationship. Especially when Marcel didn't expect him to betray his family.
"Agreed, Marcello," said Tommasino Di Anelo. "Nobody will never know anything about what happened here."
"Excellent, my friend. I knew that you are smart man," was Marcel's remark on that, after which he pressed Tommasion's fingers around weapons and stored them carefully. "Let's go, Lena-darling. Our work here is done. Maybe we can have some fun on our way, but I won't force you. It has to be your decision," he said after that.
Once again they sat into their black Dodge Challenger, but this time Marcel opened the door for Lena and sat into the car after closing it behind her. After some classical rubber burning, their car rushed away, leaving behind pile of bloody corpses and only survivor - Tommasino Di Angelo, who worked with Marcel and Lena from now on.
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Post by Volodja Uljanov on Jun 8, 2015 19:22:39 GMT
Volodja was still asleep when holographic image of Di appeared behind him and looked at him compassionately, saying: "Poor bastard. Always tries to be useful and pushes himself too hard. I do wonder why he keeps doing that? Doesn't he realize that it will be costly to him? If he continues like that, he won't live to be very old."
Since EGO emitter was working, Di was able to perform physical acts and she used that opportunity to bring a blanket from psychiatric department supplies and cover Volodja with that to keep him even warmer while he sleeps. After that she just watched him, until she got an idea to play Mozart as a background. She knew that Volodja would appreciate it if he was awake. After that she left the room, stopping at the door to glance one more time to that sleeping guy, who exhausted himself, doing everything he could to help others.
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Post by Belle Starr on Jun 8, 2015 20:32:14 GMT
As Lena and Marcel rode along towards their home, Lena laid her bloody head on Marcel's shoulder as he drove, seeing if he would flinch at her touch, and grinned when he didn't. She thought about all that he said, for all the voices in her head were silent for a change, finally sated or, in Hope's case, cowed, by all the violence Lena wrought. Lena asked in a small voice, "So... we're okay now, My Love? I think I got it now... I think... I understand the rules of this love thing. I shouldn't - we shouldn't - have sex with anyone else but each other... but it's okay to kill whoever we want... unless one or the other of us wants them not dead. If there are any other rules I should know about, just let me know before I make a mess of it again! I know I feel good when I make you happy and feel just awful when I disappoint you, so I don't want to do that again. I love you, but love sure is complicated, and the voices in my head haven't helped much in me making heads or tails about it. I guess it's new to them too." Lena watched the road in front of them, feeling the bumps in the road as if from a distance. She was so physically tired, so emotionally drained, that her long lashed sky blue eyes began to flutter, as she said just before drifting off to sleep, "I'm sorry I'm so stupid... maybe a smart EGO will help with that too..."  |
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Post by Marcel Lestrange on Jun 9, 2015 1:34:30 GMT
"Lena-darling," replied Marcel. "If you want Tommasino dead then he will be. He fulfilled his function and may rest in peace or pieces, if you prefer that way. I think you deserve to be less limited on your decisions. Except that sex thing, because I have learned something now. Love becomes with jealousy in my case. I just...don't want to share you with anyone, because I am a greedy man and would like to keep my most precious treasure only to myself." Saying that, Marcel turned his car around and started to head back to The Fork.
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Post by Belle Starr on Jun 9, 2015 2:35:21 GMT
Lena said sleepily, "No, Tommosino can live as long as you want him to and you think he can keep a secret. Sounds like you have him over a barrel, and he has the Tarr contacts. If you think he's useful, I think he's useful. You're the brains of this partnership, I'm just the homicidal maniac, or so some people say. But I'm just a little tired now, and I don't want to wake my voices up..." Lena curled up on her car seat, putting her head on his lap, not for any sexual purpose but because she felt safe and comfortable there. As she closed her skyblue eyes, she smiled peacefully, maybe for the first time ever, saying, "You don't have to share me with anybody, now that I know that's what you want, for as long as you want... because that makes me happy, and in the end, that's what counts!" With that, she snuggled in and got even more comfortable as she fell fast asleep.  |
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Post by Atticus Batman on Jun 9, 2015 2:38:29 GMT
After the toast and just hanging out with Lady and Belle for awhile, I kiss Lady gently, then stand to excuse myself. "Sorry my pretty family, but there are things to do and it sounds like a trip to Defiance to prepare for. So I must finally get to work. However Starr Eyes, we still need me to visit your EGO and see if MOM really is home and in bed. If you are ready, then we can go visit Haele's lab and do so now. We can contact Chris on the way, and tell him that one of our aircraft needs prepared for a trip. The Vigilant or the small one? No matter. We can have both readied, then decide which aircraft once we have all other preperations done. We will also have to figure out who the primary pilot will be. I have some piloting experience with small aircraft but not big ones, so I would not be a good choice for primary pilot yet. however i am a quick study and have a photographic memory so can be a secondary pilot and learn to be a primary pilot quickly. Perhaps you, Volodja or Erika have somebody in mind. Afterall you are all command personel, so what you 3 want for the trip matters as well. Perhaps even more, since I have not taken the time to get to know many people here, the whole time we have been here. So all of you have a better idea of who is capable of what, than I do.
Of course there is another problem with our vehicle choice. The Vigilant's AI, Lexy, follows Taffer's orders and Taffer is gone. So how do we convince a childish AI that she must now listen to the rest of us? I suppose that is another good reason to go see Haele right away. She helped stabalize Lexy, so perhaps she can help her understand the command changes. If not then we will have to hope Volodja can help Haele figure it out. I will contact him after we see Haele. No sense in adding more to his workload earlier than neccessary." |
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Post by Belle Starr on Jun 9, 2015 14:39:37 GMT
"Taffer actually was training Lady as a pilot, and she seems to have a knack for it just as she does for math," Answered Belle Starr with a warm smile, "I vote she be our primary pilot! Erika and Chloe both have quite a bit of flying experience as pilots too, so they can help as co-pilots if needed, although one of them probably should be left behind at base to organized logistics!" Belle felt Lady might be beginning to feel left out of the team, not having any team responsibilities, and she knew Lady loved flying, so this was one way to kill two birds with one stone. Since they weren't expecting anybody to be trying to shoot them down on this trip, and with an experienced co-pilot like Erika or Chloe as co-pilot, they couldn't lose. Lady Christianna smiled her Mona Lisa smile, but her large pink eyes glittered with pleasure at the suggestion, raising one small chalk white thumb up, replying, "Sweeeet!" "Now, I would like to check on MOM, and if she is okay, wake her up to function as my EGO psyche," Suggested Belle, her pretty freckled face showing her concern as she swiped an errant strand of blond hair from in front of her blue diamond eyes. "This factory standard EGO psyche is just SO limiting - and has the worst ideas ever, wanting me to break locks wherever I go! I'm hoping one or both of our two remaining EGO people - Dinara and Sandy - might go in and check on MOM, and wake her up if it is safe to do so! That's if y'all agree of course!" With that, all three left Belle's quarters for Haele's lab after a cooing Belle looked into Shakespeare's cage and hailed the base kitchen to send up some appropriate food for him. As they walked, Belle then hailed Chris and asked if he would mind designing and making a habitat for Shakespeare in her quarters, so that he would have room to run around without getting into trouble.  |
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Post by Marcel Lestrange on Jun 9, 2015 15:17:19 GMT
It's not easy to drive a vehicle when beautiful girl chooses driver's lap as the place to rest her pretty head, but Marcel didn't mind, because that head belonged to girl whom he fell in love with and who was in love with him. And he was an excellent driver, so he managed to keep their black car on the road in most stable manner, avoiding all bumps and holes so Lena could have some rest.
Soon their home shack became visible, so Marcel had to slow down and stick his head out from the side window, so guarding Raiders could let them through after recognising him, which took some time, because Raiders weren't known to be smartest men in Paradise. If they were, then they would chosen more safe career in explosive factory or something like that instead becoming spendable cannon, blaster or rifle fodder.
Black Dodge slowed down even more and stopped in front of the shack, where Marcel left the driver seat, hurried around the vehicle and took slightly snoring Lena to his arms and carried her inside. After little navigation in their room, he put her down to their bed, undressed her carefully and admired her white nude body which made his loin area to act funny. Marcelglanced Lena five more minutes, feeling his blood gathering into certain region of his body. That was a sure signal for him to have a cold shower. Preferably with ice chunks. And lot of them. That's why he covered Lena's curvy body with a blanket to avoid temptation having his way with Lena while she was asleep.
After a really cold relaxing shower Marcel checked their scrip stash. It was untouched as his trained eyes registered. Good. After that he sat to the chair dressed only into a white towel wrapped around his hips and lit a cigarette, so he could think about their next move, bringing them closer to a functional EGO unit, his lover wanted to get.
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Post by Atticus Batman on Jun 9, 2015 22:07:34 GMT
While Belle is on the hailer with Chris, I have her ask him to prep both aircraft just in case. Once she hangs up I say, "Well I was going to just go in your head myself, but I could see why you wouldn't want me in there unless neccessary. So I will send Dinara. I think she is the best choice. Afterall, if MOM is weak and needs energy, then either one of our wonderful EGO friends or I will have to provide it. Sandy is Lady's EGO and no offense my wonderful Tianna, but you can't afford to spare the extra energy. Since your energy is being share with Sandy, the twins and you.
Due to my unique physiology Dinara and I are the best choice. Yes I share my energy with Dinara, Kakusi, myself and even a little to Kabule, but Kakusi is an electrical being so he replenishes that power quickly. I am half Grid so I do as well. Not to mention that if needed, I can just use one of Haele's generators for a quick charge. As I recall she kept that generator that Volodja had modified to turn Kakusi and myself into a living battery, so I can be attached to that, if Dinara needs to supply MOM with some energy."
I then smile at Lady. "So my Snow Angel loves the idea of being our main pilot huh? That means that getting Lexy to understand the change in command structure is your job. If you need help then just ask. I suggest you talk with Haele about Lexy after we wake MOM."
Just then we enter Haele's Lab. "Good afternoon Haele. I hope you don't mind but we need to borrow a couple of your tables and get your supervision. I am certain that Belle's EGO psyche, MOM, is still alive in her head. So I am going to have mine go in and peak. If she is and she needs energy, then I will need hooked up to that Grid capacitor that you and Volodja made during the moon mission. So I can supply Dinara with enough energy to wake MOM."
Haele responds with, "Of course Captain. I have it right here. I had some energy regulators installed on it. So it will not charge or drain you too fast."
Belle and I lay on the tables, with Lady watching and Dinara agrees to go visit MOM. Haele hooks me to the capacitor and turns it on, just incase. Then she monitors our vitals, as well as our EGOs' just incase.
A few seconds later, Dinara is at the door to a beautiful white cottage in Belle's EGO. I hear her say to me, "Oooh I should give myself a whole house when I am back home!" she giggles then says, "Alright Atty, the door is open so I am going in."
She walks in and looks around and opens the bedroom door. she says to me, "Mom is alive in here, but asleep in her bed and low on energy. I am going to give her some and try to wake her."
Dinara gently touches and softly grasps Mom's shoulder and I feel her give MOM some of my energy, the capacitor keeping me charged. As MOM turns a little in her sleep Dinara says, "MOM this is Dinara. I am Atty's EGO. Puhlease wake up. Belle neeeds you. I can give you a helping hand and supply some more energy if you need it or help in any way that I can, but puhlease wake up and be alright! We all miss you, and Belle is sooo afraid that she lost you forever!"
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Post by Belle Starr on Jun 9, 2015 22:59:40 GMT
Mom awakened and stretched, then smiled so reminiscent of Belle, saying, "Thank you Dinara! I really overslept. Don't know what happened to that alarm clock I set..."
A slight frown crossed MOM's face, but she quickly dismissed it as she got up and hugged Dinara, then appeared next to Belle as a hologram. Belle rose, as tears of happiness streaking down her freckled cheeks, and hugged MOM tightly, saying, "I thought I lost you forever! Thank you all so much! For all your help!"
Sandy, Lady's EGO psyche, appeared and hugged both her niece and her sister. As they huddled together, Sandy said, "Alfred tried to pull another fast one, but if you all agree, I have a way to get even with him - and take care of the problem in the long term without hurting him, except maybe his pride."
As the three women huddled, there was whispering and then laughter before they broke their huddle. All three were smiling mischievously before saying farewells, the two holo-women going back to their EGO stations.
Lady said with an enigmatic smile, "Later shark gator," exited the lab, but telling Atticus EGO to EGO, "Got to check out my ship."
Belle hugged Atticus and then Haele, exclaiming, "Thanks y'all again! And Atticus, please thank Dinara and Sazri for their efforts on behalf of MOM and myself! We owe y'all big time! Also assure Dinara that my first priority is to find a way to get Amber back, both for Erika and her! I'm going to start getting together the supplies we need for the trip right now!"
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