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Neike Taika-Tessaro
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 Posted: Wed Aug 16, 2006 3:28 am Post subject: Dark Arcadia (fictional) |
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Today's Crimson Feather log:
Prestory for the uninitiated:
Ian "Dread" Trafford is an astral deity. He frequently fucks up a few select people's minds by telepathic communication, and occasionally convinces them of their own death (which kills them). So for all intents and purposes, he's a psychopath deity. He's "caged" by a European military project called the Mictian project, where he also carries the name Mictian. Another astrally talented person, nicknamed Yama, was one of his formed victims before being caught by the Mictian Project. Dimitri Rasmussen, one of the researchers, ended up in a rather strange relationship with Dread - Dimitri being a complete sadist, and completely straight, nonetheless attracting Dread in an unusual fashion (Dread is usually the sadist. Not so here). I won't get into that, though, as frankly, this information in short should suffice. 
| Quote: | [01:12] * Jagannath - Dimitri, being important enough to have an office, is sitting in that very room, brooding over scientific findings, when there is a knock at the door, its tone insistant and impatient.
[01:16] * Nemesis *Dimitri looks up then clears his desk slightly."Come in.." his voice is cool, business-like. His eyes narrow a little and he gives himself a shake, eying the pile of papers critically. Running one hand through his hair slowly, he pushes himself to his feet, brushing non-existant dirt from his lab coat.
[01:38] * Jagannath - The shape that passes through the door frame is very familiar. Framed by the white, the shadow-like form of Jonathan enters, energy in every motion, that face - hovering like a cutout over a black, unreflective shirt - contorted in an untangible emotion. Introductions, apologies for intrusion, and all formalities skipped in haste, those lips part to speak, exasperatedly: "We have a problem."
[01:40] * Nemesis *Dimitri blinks, his eyes turning colder if that is even possible. He is worried, and very much so but does not let an ounce of this show. "What's the problem, " he asks, briskly, flexing his fingers slightly.
[01:47] * Jagannath stands two steps into the room like a breathing statue. Two simple words, ambigious without the context given by Jonathan's body language, but now so very crisply clear and with only one undoubtably terrifying meaning: "He's gone."
[01:51] * Nemesis *Dimitri backsteps and rather... hastily sits down, his face draining of colour. He opens his mouth to say something but shock renders him spechless and he closes it again; feeling stupid. Dragging one hand through his hair and mussing it slightly he looked away, pondering; wondering where the aforementioned person could have got to. he doesn't make the obvious comments of, 'We have to find him' or did you he leave a note saying where he was going?', no that would be be just foolish. He drew himself up then. "Where do we start looking...?" he says, finally.
[01:58] * Jagannath arches a delicate brow as Dimitri thaws out of silence and does not break the stare that has been resting on the scientist since that door first opened. "I was hoping you could tell me that." Minimalist as the response was, throwing his question back at him, it clearly implied that what he had deemed secret certainly was no such thing. But there was no comment on it. Simply a very real panic, interlaced with the knowledge that Dimitri was perhaps the one person who knew Dread best.
[02:05] * Nemesis *Dimitri pinches his nose. He's beyond mad now, but he's not mad at Jonathan; he's no reason to be. This shows as he stands, drawing himself up to his full height, pondering."I have an indea of a couple of places he might be." he says finally, his voice colder and angrier than it's ever been or at least there is more anger audible in it than there is usually."I'll find him and... " he snorts a little. "escort the fellow back here." A cold smirk graces his features. "sir." he adds. He moves towards the door then, his strides purposeful.
[02:10] * Jagannath - Fingers snag the fabric enclosing his shoulder, stopping him in his stride. "Where?" Jonathan asks, simply. "And why? And how did he get out of here? That's what I want to know."
[02:14] * Nemesis *Dimitri narrows his eyes."He could either be in France, or in England. As for how he got out of here... I have no idea. I will find out though sir." He rubs at his face then and smirks. "You can be sure of that." Licking at his lips, he thougth then."Where in England I do not know. And if he is not in France then I will have to search the lenght and breadth of that country. Which I do not want to do. So he had better show himself." His voice turns to a slightly angry growl. But that's not even a quarter of the amount that Dimitri is mad.
[02:30] * Jagannath gives a wry chuckle as he lets go. "Realism, my dear friend," his tone is dry, demanding. "If you cannot narrow it down further than by countries, I'm afraid neither of us will leave this place until we can. So, there are two questions on my mind right now. One of them is how he managed to get out of here. That is the first priority. My second question relates to finding the runaway - would he have returned to Manchester? Does the city beckon him at all?"
[02:35] * Nemesis *Dimitri blinks, then calms, not fully but he does sit, his head in his hands as he thinks. "Right. Thanks to Yama, we know he knows some-one in Strasborg. As to Manchester I'm not sure. I think it does..." he rakes his hands though his hair, but it isn't even ruffled... unlike the rest of him. "Manchester is a start." He nods.
[02:43] * Jagannath motions a hand casually, as though in dismissal, though it's clearly only the result of a stray thought. "We'll head to Manchester tomorrow. Tell Yama to look for him - and question your subordinates. Someone let him out. He can't get out of here on his own - I guarantee that."
[02:46] * Nemesis *Dimitri nods."I'll get right on it. " he says, perfectly calm now. He narrows his eyes, pondering before he rubs at his nose. He moves to the doro then and leans out of it, looking up and down the empty corridor before flicking a look back to Jonathan. Sitting back down, he bites at a fingernail.
[02:53] * Jagannath - Even as Dimitri sits back down, Jonathan's gaze is still digging into him. "Now." Like a last word, the statue that is Jonathan loses tension, and he turns in fluid motion, leaving, heading out of the office to do his own research.
[02:57] * Nemesis *Dimitri blinks and narrows his eyes, silent now, before he started to work and hard, to find out who let Mictian out. His glittering eyes turning even colder, he flexes his slim fingers. "Send Yama in." he says, coldly over the intercom.
[03:02] * Nemesis pauses."Find and send in that representative; Miss Heffernan." he sneers now, everything about him so very cold. He cracks his knuckles and clears his desk, "Now!" he finally adds, steel in his voice.
[03:07] * Jagannath - The answer starts with a surprised stammer, "D-d-dr. Rasmussen, with all due respect." Firmness reaquired in tone, the response continues, almost soothing, the tone of one trying to be helpful against all odds. "That is not in my power. I do not know of Mrs. Rayen Heffernan's current - or even past - locations, since her leavetaking. Might I suggest asking Mr. Carter for her contact details if you do not have them?"
[03:12] * Nemesis *Dimitri inwardly facefaults, seething."Thank you for reminding that she left." he says, coolly, thinking hard. "Send Yama in as soon as she arrives would you." He wrinkles his nose then, his brow furrowing.
[03:15] * Jagannath - The response is shorter, simpler this time, and far less contrary. "As you wish, Dr. Rasmussen."
[03:20] * Nemesis *Dimitri reaches for his phone-book his eyes narrowed. He's disturbed from this when Yama enters. She shivers a little."You ... wanted me.. sir..?" she asks, her voice shaking. Dimitri stands and saunters ovr to the trembling - in his opinion - child and smirks wickedly. "Yes. I want you to find Mictian for us." Yama shudders."Me..?" she backs a step only to come to a standstill as the tall man grabs her shoulder and squeezes it. "Yes. You." He growls right in her ear. "Now get out and get searching." He sounds more furious than he is, knowing that the girl is guided by fear to do as she is told more than anything else. Yama flees. "I'm on it Docter..." Then she is gone. Dimitri sits down again and finally finds the number he was looking for. He smirks some what before actually ringing the number.
[03:47] * Jagannath - The number - a mobile number - takes a while ringing, before the monotonous sound cuts out with a noise hinting to some static, interference. "Rayen Heffernan?" The voice is as pleasant as he remembers it - soft, chronically kind in tone, and a voice that is all too easily forgiven, belonging to what was no doubt a weasel of a woman.
[03:51] * Nemesis *Dimitri pinces at his nose."Hello there. I'm Dr Dimitri Rasmussen... you may remember me from your short... sojorn to Iceland." His tone is brisk, efficent but so very very cold. As cold as the artic wind. "You do not happen to have any idea do you where a .." he pauses, thinking." certain person that we both know is do you? Because if - as I suspect - that you do, you are in a large amount of... how to say..." He smirks slightly, "trouble...?" his voice snaps at her.
[03:55] * Jagannath - Rayen seems untroubled. The sound of ocean is vaguely audible in the distance. "Dr. Rasmussen, how pleasant to hear from you," she responds, unfazed, though clearly surprised that he is calling. "Trouble? I suppose there is nothing I can do about that, however," she pauses, audibly gnawing her lower lip in fake contemplation. "My dear Dimitri, let me put it bluntly. You should inform yourself about international politics. Thouroughly. Things are not always as they first seem." She lets it sink in, having far better news than that in store for him, but clearly having waited to say that line for a while now - it's as though she was waiting to be discovered, even though she has yet to admit it directly. |
Europe has direct political relations with Dark Arcadia (see the original constitution - §8 Defence), and for complicated reasons really owes Dark Arcadia one. Several, actually. So this Dark Arcadian lady, whom you already know as Rayen Heffernan, was let into the project as an 'information tourist', and stayed a week to get to know stuff. This was a few months ago. She's a really pleasant lady and managed to get everyone to trust her. Frankly, she is one of the must trustworthy people - but not in the fashion they were expecting, clearly. 
| Quote: | [03:59] * Nemesis *Dimitri stares at the phone, his anger ebbing away to be replaced with shock."Maybe I should." he inhales a little."I'll be direct shall I?" He pinches his nose, inwardly cursing that the woman has such an effetc on him although eh doesn't show it. "Our... friend has gone missing, and the number one suspect is you." he falls silent as she finishes speakign before he briskly states, "Go on..." He's slightly encouraging, or is trying to be.
[04:06] * Jagannath - Rayen allows some silence to hook into the hectic conversation, as though casting out an anchor to slow it down. Taking a deep breath, the sound of Rayen shifting is audible. The sound of ocean is distinct - the interference of a stiff breeze ghosts through the line. "In my not so humble opinion, you shouldn't be so upset, really. You think that merely because the bird has been let out of his cage, he is lost to you. Such archaic beliefs - freedom, Dimitri, includes the freedom to submit. Ian is more than willing to serve the project. I've not taken him from you. I have simple removed the cage."
[04:12] * Nemesis *Dimitri inhales calmly. "You foolish woman. Do you have any idea of what you have done?!" He's beyond absolutely raging now, his tone even colder."You think that it is as simple as; how did you put it, letting the bird go...? It isn't." His voice grows even colder now. He falls silent, letting her talk while he takes in what he is has been told...
[04:16] * Jagannath - Rayen's smile is audible, a warmth in her voice that seems crude and out of place to Dimitri, like a mock, despite intentions being none of the sort. "Now, no need to insult anyone. I'm very much aware of Ian's ways. But as Jonathan Carter rightly pointed out, he is given total freedom every once in a while. All of you have let him loose at your leisure, to torture and kill as he pleases - but only sometimes. And that is the nonsense I've stopped. He's incredibly valuable for Dark Arcadia, Dimitri - even you should realise that." A pause. "Has it occured to you that perhaps his imprisonment was making him criminal?"
[04:21] * Nemesis *Dimitri remains silent, getting angrier and angrier as he lets her talk. "Do you know where he currently is?" he growls finally, flexing his fingers a little, and settling the phone down and talking via the speaker. "I have to try and rectify this little... mistake that you made. You have no idea of the things that are on the line because of your foolishness." He shakes his head then."Whether it did or not, he is now free to commit more crimes because you freed him completely." He swallows hard, mussing his hair now and looking the very stressed scientist.
[04:24] * Jagannath - Rayen chuckles softly. "He's with me. Here. Right now. Would you like to speak to him? Though I insist on talking to you again afterwards, as there seems to be a stubborn misconception about what you can do to me. All right?"
[04:28] * Nemesis *Dimitri narrows his eyes."Who-ever said that I wanted to do anything to such a wonderful lady as yourself?" his voice is warm, kind, which si a complete lie to how he is feeling... and doing since he's silently ripping a piece of paper into little bits and wishing that he had the woman in his grasp."He is there...? That is good to hear... " His voice rings with... what is that... sorrow...? The tone suddenly changes back to the calm business-like one.
[04:32] * Jagannath - There is the sound of the phone being passed on. And silence. Subtly audible, barely able to compete with the rumble of ocean and quiet clawing of wind, is breathing.
[04:35] * Nemesis *Dimitri swallows hard then pastes a smirk on to his face , including it in hsi voice too. "Greetings... Dread." he says, suprisingly simply. There's a very faint note of relief and .. and whoa... wait a second... was that ... longing? Dimitri stretches, not actually hearing the very subtle notes that he's subconsciouly adding into hsi words."Why did you leave so suddenly Dread..?" he asks, coolly though not feelign very happy with Dread being so far away.
[04:38] * Jagannath - The silence carries on, oblivious to his inquiry, darkly aloof, potent with the energy of one released from the shackles of slavery, a tangible glare. Instead of answering the question posed, a voice of pure poison proclaims with unshatterable calm: "Not that it's necessary, but touch her and die."
[04:42] * Nemesis *Dimitri sits back and swallows hard."I wouldn't lay a finger on her Dread."he says, calmly, completely business-like now. He flexes his fingers then, pinching at his nose. Not hearign the shake in his voice he says, "You won't ever return will you Dread...?" he blinks very slowly and rubs at his face.
[04:51] * Jagannath - Like a blank stare, silence once more is the only answer - lasting until the rumble of ocean has once more become a consciously heard sound - before Dread speaks again. "Honestly. For your own good, don't touch her. If I don't get you, your own government will." Said, the phone is returned to Rayen with no further comment nor warning. Who sighs, voice quiet, glum, almost. "Dimitri, you may detest me - I know your profile, you probably will. I'm sorry this pains you - but, you don't always have to be strong. At least don't hate yourself." She was far to accurate in her assessment, like an angus, all-seeing. "Dimitri - you may ask yourself, what to tell Jonathan. Tell him it was me, and to inform his superiors. I would have - but you were faster, which I admire - I would have written a letter explaining. It will arrive in due time once I've returned. You needn't fear for your job, and you needn't fear for the end of the project. As for your personal relations, I can do nothing to aid you. That is Ian's choice alone. I'm sorry, Dimitri."
[04:57] * Nemesis *Dimitri swallows hard."You have my word I won't touch her Dead." he says, perfectly calmly. "I value my own life. You know that." He falls silent now and shakes his ehad."no."i do nto detest you and be assured I will tell Mr Carter." He looks away then staring out of the window. "You have nothing to be sorry for Rayen. You are right. " He sighs relatively heavily."I am the one who should be and am sorry. I.. " he trails off, the man at loss for words for the first time in a long time; if ever. "I know. It was only a..." he falls silent, hearing the tremor in his voice."It doesn't matter. It's clearly over now." he adds finally. He looks away frm the phone again and pushes himself to his feet, chuckling bitterly."I fear not for the end of the Project... I fear nothing... well... " he shrugs one shoulder. "I, Dimitri Rasmussen, offer my humblest apologies for accusing you the way I did. I had no right to do as such."
[05:04] * Jagannath - "But you certainly had that right, that's my point. I intruded and broke both your conventions and your laws. Accuse me, for it is only right, just as I will accuse you of having caged one meant for freedom. But I appreciate that you can keep it at that, as will I. There was no sarcasm in my statement regarding pleasantries earlier."
[05:08] * Nemesis *Dimitri smiles, although his eyes are darker and closed, his entire face closed off."I'm glad to hear it and that you are both well.." he swallows. He shifts then, pinching at his nose."I..." he eyes his hands. "should go; work calls... I'm likely hassling you now anyway and Dread's probably glaring at the phone..." He laughs, but it is an empty sound... hollow... no feeling in it... no anything... "I'll try to keep in touch.
[05:09] <Nemesis> "I'll try to keep in touch.. It is nice hearing.. your voices..." he pinches at his nose again.
[05:13] * Jagannath - "I dare not stop you. Take care, and send my regards to Mr. Carter. We may not see eye to eye, but he is a lovely soul." A pause. "The same from Ian." A moment of shuffling later, closing words. "Thank you for your patience, and listening."
[05:17] * Nemesis *Dimitri smiles faintly. "I will. " He chuckles a little, warmly now. "It's.. fine.. it is me who should be saying thank you..." He exahles."Sleep well, if it is to sleep that you are both heading towards. If not, take care." His heart gives a wrench then and he hisses a very soft note that is barely audible."Thank you for listening, too..."
[05:20] * Nemesis *Dimitri hangs up then."Night." he whispers. Settling the phone back on it's rest he gathers his things then marches out, heading homewards. He leaves a message for Jonathon; too tired now and worn to want to talk to anyone. |
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Whit Porter
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| Posted: Wed Aug 16, 2006 5:03 pm Post subject: |
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Oh I like this.
Do you have a story line for the present? |
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Neike Taika-Tessaro
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| Posted: Wed Aug 16, 2006 8:27 pm Post subject: |
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| Whit Porter wrote: | | Do you have a story line for the present? |
I'm not sure what you mean with that. Could you rephrase? |
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| Posted: Fri Aug 18, 2006 2:15 pm Post subject: |
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Sure.
Do you have a story line where you'd like that to go or have built upon in the future? I read at the top it says its a prestory. |
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Neike Taika-Tessaro
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| Posted: Fri Aug 18, 2006 10:35 pm Post subject: |
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Crimson Feather plotlines just evolve, they're rarely planned out. The log itself is from the 16th, so that's present material, but not everyone's familiar with what led to the events in the logs, y'know, hence why I supplied the prestory. 
Or, in short, no.  |
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| Posted: Mon Aug 21, 2006 9:14 pm Post subject: |
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| Neike Taika-Tessaro wrote: | | Or, in short, no. |
Okay |
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| -snickers- |
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