Post by BassPosaune on Sept 24, 2012 1:03:29 GMT -5
Characters: Malcolm, Delilah, Erik, Tara and Quam
tesseh (7:54:38 PM): Erik was waiting for that son of a bitch to come out of the hospital. He was heartbroken by what he had discovered Citole was doing, but he loved--or, he used to love-- her, and he couldn't hit a woman. But Malcolm Rollie...he was fair game. He spotted the man and followed him into the quiet, empty parking lot. It was late. Erik's eyes glowed. "Hey!" he snarled, " you there! Yeah you, you life destroying son of a BITCH! I know what you've done! I know who you are, and who Citole is, and I know what you're doing! You've tested on my daughter-in-law, you've tested on my granddaughter, and you're not going to stop until they're all in little cages or DEAD!" he wailed, "Well I'm not going to let you hurt my daughter ANYMORE! I'm going to fucking kill you Rollie. Any last words?!"
mookameedy (8:28:45 PM): The man groaned as he ran a hand through his hair, hating how messy it was. He had to wear shabby clothes, jeans! Jeans! Oh lord the humanity. He'd also aquired a colored pair of contact lenses, and was busy snuffiling around like so low worker. He had to deal with idiots all day as they bossed him around and talked about how amazing their T.V program was the other day...people were so boring! It was all almost over as he reached his car when some man adressed him. Malcolm scowled and turned, smiling at the man in the dark with a friendly expression: until he saw who it was. "Oh hello pet, how's the head?" He frowned at Erik's tone. "Oh kill me...oh no Im so scared. Please, you think death is a threat? I liked you so much better when you were taking your medicine."
tesseh (8:30:52 PM): Erik's hands tightened around his pistol and he brought it out of his coat to aim it at Malcolm. "Don't think I wont do it. Kill the head, the body dies...remember?" he snarled darkly. His eyes were glowing yellow in the light and he had begun to sweat. "WHAT ARE YOU GOING TO DO TO THEM? TELL ME!"
mookameedy (8:35:49 PM): Malcolm sighed and lifted his hands up slightly. "Don't do anything you'd regret..." He said quietly staring at the vampire. "I can't ruin the surprise can I Erik? You'll just have to wait and see like everyone else. Why dont you ask your beloved Citole?"
tesseh (8:40:24 PM): Erik's already bleeding heart spasmed at the thought of Citole. He was going to marry her... he wanted to make a life with her! But it turned out he was nothing but her sick little experiment...it wasn't fair. It just wasn't fair. Had it not been for Tara, Azure and Carmen...well, he didn't want to think about what he would do. He smiled coldly, "Oh...I don't think I'd regret this. You know there are laws out there in the world that says if a murder is just, I don't go to jail? Justifiable homocide, I think? Not that it matters a fuck in a wheelbarrel to me. You sick sons of bitches took my daughter's parents away from her, and now you're trying to take everything else too. Do you know what she went through as an orphan? Neither do I. Not even her wife knows. She may never tell anyone. Maybe she supressed it so deeply that she can't remember if she tried? Who fucking knows?! I wasn't there for her, and it's all your fault." he cocked the gun and pursed his lips, "You've got the count of three."
mookameedy (8:46:11 PM): This man could kill him; he knew that. His heart was beating quickly, sweating slightly; his arms still up defensivly even though the scar on his arm was shooting pain through his body for some reaons unkown to him. "I honestly do not care for your daughter and how "traumatic" her life was. It's pathetic how all of you sob and whine about how awful your life is. You are powerful creatures above humans, yet you sob!" Malcom scowled. "Oh you should see what I have in store for humanity, more than what Citole or anyone else knows." He beamed. "I could hep you and your family stay safe from all of this; special privialges you know. I hold the twisted schindler's list in my palms."
tesseh (8:50:48 PM): Erik sneered "You sick son of a bitch." his finger squeezed around the trigger. The gun bucked in his hand as it expelled a pellet of lead... his eyes grew round in horror as Tara threw her body in front of it. It hit her in the shoulder and threw her back like a ragdoll. He hadn't heard her yell "no!" and hadnt noticed her come running toward them. She had pushed Malcolm out of the way. Why had she done it? Erik dropped his weapon and ran for Tara, "TARA!" he screamed, "TARA!" he skid to his knees in front of his writhing daughter. Vampires were allergic to led substances. She gasped, "Don't kill..." she gasped, "Don't do it, dad." Erik picked her up and held her close. "Oh god... oh god someone help me, please? Please help me! Tara, Tara no!"
mookameedy (8:57:17 PM): Malcolm's eyes narrowed as he looke past the man, seeing his darling daughter running towards them. Though as his eyes darted back to Erik; they were wide with freight as he shot the gun. He'd expected to be dead he honestly did, but he wasn't. The man panted slightly and looked to teh ground as the vampire laid with her father. "You stupid idiotic woman!" He hissed, bending down next to them, pulling out a scalepl from his pocket as well as a apir of gloves; which he slipped on quickly. "You're a vampire! You could kill anyone whenever you wanted! Idiot saving me!" He fished out a few cotton balls and a small thing of alcohol. "This is all I have, this or nothing." He hissed
tesseh (8:59:45 PM): Erik snarled, "Don't you fucking talk to her like thar!" he roared, "She just saved your miserable life, you undeserving twit!" Tara groaned. "Stop yelling... my head!" she complained. Erik hushed her gently and lowered his voice. "Will it be enough? Will it?"
mookameedy (9:03:17 PM): Malcolm shook his head and glared at Erik. "Saved my life? Saved your life if you say! If I had died you're life would be hell on Earth." He hissed, eyes flicking down to Tara. "If I can remove it before it gets to her bloodstream then yes. If you'd let me."
tesseh (9:04:41 PM): "Our lives are already hell on Earth because of the likes of you." Erik said in a dangerous tone. He was unsure if he wanted Malcolm to be operating on Tara but...if it would save her life.. he nodded. "But I'll be watching and if you try anything funny..." he warned.
mookameedy (9:16:09 PM): "Oh please, your life is heaven." He growled, casting an evil glare at the other. "Oh belive me, this is not a place for funny buisness Mister Chan. Hold her down or we might all perish." He decided the alcohol was not going to help her right now. Usingh is small tools, he pulled off her jacket and cut a hole in the fabric of her shirt. "Sorry dear." He said to Tara while cutting away at the flesh around the bullet hole, making sure the infected flesh was removed and no longer able to kill her before using his fingers to quickly pull out the lodged object. Working quickly, he pulled a string out of his pants (jeans were handy now) and a safteypin clipped on his shirt to make a fake needle and thread. Sewing up the small area wound he frowned and looked to Erik. "Satisfied?"
tesseh (9:18:24 PM): Erik's eyes were wide. He watched in wonder, awe...and begrudging gratitude. He nodded. "Yes." he said. Tara looked as if she may lose herself but managed to keep herself together long enough for Malcolm to help her. Erik gave the other man a skeptical look, "what would have happened if...?" he asked. Tara had passed out on the concrete. He stroked her hair gently. He wasn't going to be able to get her home himself...
mookameedy (9:24:58 PM): Malcolm wiped his forehead with his wrist, pulling off his gloves in a manner that the bloodied saide was on the inside of the plastic bundle; before tucking that into his pocket. He fished a plastic bag from his neverending supply of magic pockets and placed the bullet and some of Tara's flesh into it. "She would have died in a few minutes. Would have been nasty. Can you pick her up? If you don't mind I'd like to take you to my home. My work is messy."
tesseh (9:26:16 PM): "Your work?" Erik frowned. "what do you mean by that? There is no way I am going to let you do anymore than you have you-- you saved her life already, you got the bullet out. Good for you! But that's all you're going to get!"
mookameedy (9:29:44 PM): "I used a sring from my pants." He hissed, sniffing as he stood, looking down at Erik, in all manners. "She could still die, get infected, there could be traces of the metal in her still. You'd risk that?"
tesseh (9:31:34 PM): "Fine... but we take her somewhere neutral. Like... like... like the club. You already know where it is thanks to your mole. They have a well stocked medical facility in there. You can work there, and I'll call another witness so you don't try anything! Tara doesn't count."
mookameedy (9:35:30 PM): The scientist sighed in annoyance at the request. "Oh you're trusting your enemy to save your daughter's life. How ironic yes? Delielah's a doll isn't she? Get her in the car." He pulled his keys out and unlocked it before sitting in the drivers seat and waiting impatiently.
tesseh (9:38:07 PM): Erik fumed "I could use a little help moving her around!" he said, "She's kinda heavy you know, what being all muscle and shit." regardless he scooped his daughter up with some difficulty and as gently as possible lay her in the back seat. He sat beside and placed her head in his lap, then pulled out his cell and began to text people. Only one person responded. He sat back in the vehicle and eyed Malcolm cautiously. "Why are you doing this?" he asked finally.
mookameedy (9:41:15 PM): Malcolm sighed as he looked back to make sure they were all settled before turning on the car. He pulled out of the parking lot and began to make their way to the club. "Why not Erik?" He said cooly. "I'll say this till I'm blue in the face. You are above me, you're not human. I feel like it is partically my place on Earth to help those who are so far superior. Is it this turn?"
tesseh (9:45:31 PM): Erik shook his head, "Ah no next left." he said. This man surely was perplexing! "What exactly is your definition of 'help'?" he asked. "I mean I'm really curious. If you REALLY wanted to help people like us, wouldn't you ask what we wanted help with?"
mookameedy (9:53:46 PM): "Ah, right." They continued. "Keeping you alive." He said blankly. "Though those who whine really get on my nerves and I just..snap more than I intend to." He shrugged. "Though I know that I must sacrifice some life in order to achive good for the world." He chuckled. "I don't care what you want help with Mr.Chan. I just care about whether you are alive or not. Here we are." He pulled into the parking lot and got out to help carry her.
tesseh (9:56:08 PM): Erik tried to understand, but he couldn't. "Sometimes," he said quietly, "being alive simply isn't enough." he thought of his wife, a tragedy he now remembered in full, and shuddered inwardly at the thought. He helped Malcolm carry Tara toward the building, then knocked on the front door. "Hello?" he yelled, "Is anyone here?"
mookameedy (10:00:29 PM): (( Who you want the other person to be? ))
tesseh (10:00:39 PM): (up to you )
tesseh (10:01:17 PM): (Sage maybe? she knows about medicine right? or Quam... maybe not Quam XD but yeah up to you)
tesseh (10:01:32 PM): (well you could Quam if you wanted :3 ))
mookameedy (10:03:33 PM): (( Hm okay xD ))
tesseh (10:03:52 PM): (( Quam is now a verb. XD )
mookameedy (10:04:36 PM): (( xD ))
mookameedy (10:12:54 PM): The fluffly haired unicorn had fond a bag of sugar cookies amung the food at the club, and was happily plopped in a chair, playing with the different animal shapes. His ears perked at the voice and he left his animals to hop over to the voice to open teh door. "Hurro! What happened?" He sombered quickly, frowning at the unconcious Tara and the new face he had yet to seen. // Malcolm grunted while helpping carry the vampire. She weighed more than she appeared to, and he wasn't the strongest guy in the world. "Where do we put her?"
tesseh (10:15:07 PM): Erik led Malcolm into the club and placed Tara gently on an operating table in the basement, a secure safe-house area built especially for the club. "Tara's been shot, Quam." // Delilah knew that car. She burst into the club and found Quam--the man she was hoping to meet-- and also Erik, Tara...and "Malcolm!" she hissed, "What is going on? Oh God...what happened to her?"
mookameedy (10:24:53 PM): Malcolm sighed looking down at the vampires, and began to root through their supplies, humming to himself. “Mr. er Quam. You’re a nurse, hook her up will you?” He blinked at the voice of a coworker. “Oh your tone is so friendly dear.” He rolled his eyes as he found what he was looking for a set it all on the table next to her as Quam injected a needle into her arm as well as a few other hook ups to monitor her vital signs. He shrunk away from the woman, looking a little hurt that she was there. “She got shot, by her darling daddy.”
tesseh (10:29:11 PM): Delilah's eyes grew round. "What? How..." // Erik snarled, "I was aiming for him, and Tara took the bullet for him. I don't know why yet, I think she just didn't want me to become a murderer." he sad bitterly, taking Tara's sweaty hand in his own. "I...I would never hurt her..." // Delilah placed her hand on Erik's back and patted him sympathetically, albeit a bit awkwardly. She was hurt that Quam shrunk away from her but made no move to approach him while he was working. She admired his skill, and watched him carefully. She gave him pleading looks whenever he looked her way, and the pain in her own eyes was evident. She hated her life without Quam. Hated it.
mookameedy (10:36:13 PM): Malcolm snorted, and shook his head slightly while undoing Tara's sloppy stitches, and began to clean up the wound ,asking for things from the unicorn now and then. He scaped ore of the oozing flesh from the wound, being careful to avoid too much muscle or nerves, though most of it could not be avoided. She'd need lots of time to heal, physical therapy as well. He resowed the wound and placed some ointment around it. crossing his arms bitterly. "Time will tell, though I believe she will be just fine." The man smirked slightly and wrapped an arm around his little helpper, eyes flickering to Delilah. "Oh dont be scared of her, she's just as much of a pet as the rest of us." // Quam slinked back whimpering quietly. He hated seeing Delilah, all the bad memories of feeling like he did something to scron her or make her hate him.
tesseh (10:40:42 PM): Delilah rolled her eyes. "Quit being such a boob Malcolm, you're such a drama queen!" she scolded, "Don't listen to him. He thinks he's being slick but he doesn't seem to get that it makes him look like a big dork." Tara heard this and smirked, which was the closest to a laugh she was going to get to in her state. Erik was relieved by his daughter's reaction and was so happy he kissed her on her forehead and began chatting happily to her. Delilah went to see to Quam. She approached him carefully. "Quam please talk to me... I know you're upset but..." she shrugged her shoulder with a despairing sigh. "I wish you could forgive me. I... I love you. My life is so empty without you in it... if you never want to see me again then you never will, I promise you that. I just want you to be happy. But I need to know what you want..."
mookameedy (10:52:40 PM): "Boob miss Delilah? My my your language is of that of a five year old's. Not much maturity comes from you does it?" He sighed, knowing that he was just seen as a low filth here, and it was irritating. He moved away and found himself a microscope, and began to look at some of the flesh from Tara bored beyond belief. // Quam frowned and looked at Delilah like he was going to burst into tears. "You said that so many times, but then you just left me....and then betrayed me and everyone else! You cant just say sorry and e-expect me to be happy!" He whined. "I don't know what I want...I want you to be happy. Which I couldn't do before."
tesseh (10:56:57 PM): Delilah was shocked. "Couldn't do before...? Quam I was the happiest I had ever been when I was with you." she smiled at the memories and took a few steps closer. "I know I can't expect you to be happy because I apologized and...I know what I was doing hurt you and your family but it was only because I--" she gave Malcolm a cautious look and lowered her voice, "loved you, and them, that I had to leave you. I had to to protect you they were threatening to do bad things to you if I told the family what I was there for. It was a really, really terrible few months..." she admitted finally. "I was not in a good place. I want to maybe try again...for real this time. Would...would you want that?"
tesseh (7:54:38 PM): Erik was waiting for that son of a bitch to come out of the hospital. He was heartbroken by what he had discovered Citole was doing, but he loved--or, he used to love-- her, and he couldn't hit a woman. But Malcolm Rollie...he was fair game. He spotted the man and followed him into the quiet, empty parking lot. It was late. Erik's eyes glowed. "Hey!" he snarled, " you there! Yeah you, you life destroying son of a BITCH! I know what you've done! I know who you are, and who Citole is, and I know what you're doing! You've tested on my daughter-in-law, you've tested on my granddaughter, and you're not going to stop until they're all in little cages or DEAD!" he wailed, "Well I'm not going to let you hurt my daughter ANYMORE! I'm going to fucking kill you Rollie. Any last words?!"
mookameedy (8:28:45 PM): The man groaned as he ran a hand through his hair, hating how messy it was. He had to wear shabby clothes, jeans! Jeans! Oh lord the humanity. He'd also aquired a colored pair of contact lenses, and was busy snuffiling around like so low worker. He had to deal with idiots all day as they bossed him around and talked about how amazing their T.V program was the other day...people were so boring! It was all almost over as he reached his car when some man adressed him. Malcolm scowled and turned, smiling at the man in the dark with a friendly expression: until he saw who it was. "Oh hello pet, how's the head?" He frowned at Erik's tone. "Oh kill me...oh no Im so scared. Please, you think death is a threat? I liked you so much better when you were taking your medicine."
tesseh (8:30:52 PM): Erik's hands tightened around his pistol and he brought it out of his coat to aim it at Malcolm. "Don't think I wont do it. Kill the head, the body dies...remember?" he snarled darkly. His eyes were glowing yellow in the light and he had begun to sweat. "WHAT ARE YOU GOING TO DO TO THEM? TELL ME!"
mookameedy (8:35:49 PM): Malcolm sighed and lifted his hands up slightly. "Don't do anything you'd regret..." He said quietly staring at the vampire. "I can't ruin the surprise can I Erik? You'll just have to wait and see like everyone else. Why dont you ask your beloved Citole?"
tesseh (8:40:24 PM): Erik's already bleeding heart spasmed at the thought of Citole. He was going to marry her... he wanted to make a life with her! But it turned out he was nothing but her sick little experiment...it wasn't fair. It just wasn't fair. Had it not been for Tara, Azure and Carmen...well, he didn't want to think about what he would do. He smiled coldly, "Oh...I don't think I'd regret this. You know there are laws out there in the world that says if a murder is just, I don't go to jail? Justifiable homocide, I think? Not that it matters a fuck in a wheelbarrel to me. You sick sons of bitches took my daughter's parents away from her, and now you're trying to take everything else too. Do you know what she went through as an orphan? Neither do I. Not even her wife knows. She may never tell anyone. Maybe she supressed it so deeply that she can't remember if she tried? Who fucking knows?! I wasn't there for her, and it's all your fault." he cocked the gun and pursed his lips, "You've got the count of three."
mookameedy (8:46:11 PM): This man could kill him; he knew that. His heart was beating quickly, sweating slightly; his arms still up defensivly even though the scar on his arm was shooting pain through his body for some reaons unkown to him. "I honestly do not care for your daughter and how "traumatic" her life was. It's pathetic how all of you sob and whine about how awful your life is. You are powerful creatures above humans, yet you sob!" Malcom scowled. "Oh you should see what I have in store for humanity, more than what Citole or anyone else knows." He beamed. "I could hep you and your family stay safe from all of this; special privialges you know. I hold the twisted schindler's list in my palms."
tesseh (8:50:48 PM): Erik sneered "You sick son of a bitch." his finger squeezed around the trigger. The gun bucked in his hand as it expelled a pellet of lead... his eyes grew round in horror as Tara threw her body in front of it. It hit her in the shoulder and threw her back like a ragdoll. He hadn't heard her yell "no!" and hadnt noticed her come running toward them. She had pushed Malcolm out of the way. Why had she done it? Erik dropped his weapon and ran for Tara, "TARA!" he screamed, "TARA!" he skid to his knees in front of his writhing daughter. Vampires were allergic to led substances. She gasped, "Don't kill..." she gasped, "Don't do it, dad." Erik picked her up and held her close. "Oh god... oh god someone help me, please? Please help me! Tara, Tara no!"
mookameedy (8:57:17 PM): Malcolm's eyes narrowed as he looke past the man, seeing his darling daughter running towards them. Though as his eyes darted back to Erik; they were wide with freight as he shot the gun. He'd expected to be dead he honestly did, but he wasn't. The man panted slightly and looked to teh ground as the vampire laid with her father. "You stupid idiotic woman!" He hissed, bending down next to them, pulling out a scalepl from his pocket as well as a apir of gloves; which he slipped on quickly. "You're a vampire! You could kill anyone whenever you wanted! Idiot saving me!" He fished out a few cotton balls and a small thing of alcohol. "This is all I have, this or nothing." He hissed
tesseh (8:59:45 PM): Erik snarled, "Don't you fucking talk to her like thar!" he roared, "She just saved your miserable life, you undeserving twit!" Tara groaned. "Stop yelling... my head!" she complained. Erik hushed her gently and lowered his voice. "Will it be enough? Will it?"
mookameedy (9:03:17 PM): Malcolm shook his head and glared at Erik. "Saved my life? Saved your life if you say! If I had died you're life would be hell on Earth." He hissed, eyes flicking down to Tara. "If I can remove it before it gets to her bloodstream then yes. If you'd let me."
tesseh (9:04:41 PM): "Our lives are already hell on Earth because of the likes of you." Erik said in a dangerous tone. He was unsure if he wanted Malcolm to be operating on Tara but...if it would save her life.. he nodded. "But I'll be watching and if you try anything funny..." he warned.
mookameedy (9:16:09 PM): "Oh please, your life is heaven." He growled, casting an evil glare at the other. "Oh belive me, this is not a place for funny buisness Mister Chan. Hold her down or we might all perish." He decided the alcohol was not going to help her right now. Usingh is small tools, he pulled off her jacket and cut a hole in the fabric of her shirt. "Sorry dear." He said to Tara while cutting away at the flesh around the bullet hole, making sure the infected flesh was removed and no longer able to kill her before using his fingers to quickly pull out the lodged object. Working quickly, he pulled a string out of his pants (jeans were handy now) and a safteypin clipped on his shirt to make a fake needle and thread. Sewing up the small area wound he frowned and looked to Erik. "Satisfied?"
tesseh (9:18:24 PM): Erik's eyes were wide. He watched in wonder, awe...and begrudging gratitude. He nodded. "Yes." he said. Tara looked as if she may lose herself but managed to keep herself together long enough for Malcolm to help her. Erik gave the other man a skeptical look, "what would have happened if...?" he asked. Tara had passed out on the concrete. He stroked her hair gently. He wasn't going to be able to get her home himself...
mookameedy (9:24:58 PM): Malcolm wiped his forehead with his wrist, pulling off his gloves in a manner that the bloodied saide was on the inside of the plastic bundle; before tucking that into his pocket. He fished a plastic bag from his neverending supply of magic pockets and placed the bullet and some of Tara's flesh into it. "She would have died in a few minutes. Would have been nasty. Can you pick her up? If you don't mind I'd like to take you to my home. My work is messy."
tesseh (9:26:16 PM): "Your work?" Erik frowned. "what do you mean by that? There is no way I am going to let you do anymore than you have you-- you saved her life already, you got the bullet out. Good for you! But that's all you're going to get!"
mookameedy (9:29:44 PM): "I used a sring from my pants." He hissed, sniffing as he stood, looking down at Erik, in all manners. "She could still die, get infected, there could be traces of the metal in her still. You'd risk that?"
tesseh (9:31:34 PM): "Fine... but we take her somewhere neutral. Like... like... like the club. You already know where it is thanks to your mole. They have a well stocked medical facility in there. You can work there, and I'll call another witness so you don't try anything! Tara doesn't count."
mookameedy (9:35:30 PM): The scientist sighed in annoyance at the request. "Oh you're trusting your enemy to save your daughter's life. How ironic yes? Delielah's a doll isn't she? Get her in the car." He pulled his keys out and unlocked it before sitting in the drivers seat and waiting impatiently.
tesseh (9:38:07 PM): Erik fumed "I could use a little help moving her around!" he said, "She's kinda heavy you know, what being all muscle and shit." regardless he scooped his daughter up with some difficulty and as gently as possible lay her in the back seat. He sat beside and placed her head in his lap, then pulled out his cell and began to text people. Only one person responded. He sat back in the vehicle and eyed Malcolm cautiously. "Why are you doing this?" he asked finally.
mookameedy (9:41:15 PM): Malcolm sighed as he looked back to make sure they were all settled before turning on the car. He pulled out of the parking lot and began to make their way to the club. "Why not Erik?" He said cooly. "I'll say this till I'm blue in the face. You are above me, you're not human. I feel like it is partically my place on Earth to help those who are so far superior. Is it this turn?"
tesseh (9:45:31 PM): Erik shook his head, "Ah no next left." he said. This man surely was perplexing! "What exactly is your definition of 'help'?" he asked. "I mean I'm really curious. If you REALLY wanted to help people like us, wouldn't you ask what we wanted help with?"
mookameedy (9:53:46 PM): "Ah, right." They continued. "Keeping you alive." He said blankly. "Though those who whine really get on my nerves and I just..snap more than I intend to." He shrugged. "Though I know that I must sacrifice some life in order to achive good for the world." He chuckled. "I don't care what you want help with Mr.Chan. I just care about whether you are alive or not. Here we are." He pulled into the parking lot and got out to help carry her.
tesseh (9:56:08 PM): Erik tried to understand, but he couldn't. "Sometimes," he said quietly, "being alive simply isn't enough." he thought of his wife, a tragedy he now remembered in full, and shuddered inwardly at the thought. He helped Malcolm carry Tara toward the building, then knocked on the front door. "Hello?" he yelled, "Is anyone here?"
mookameedy (10:00:29 PM): (( Who you want the other person to be? ))
tesseh (10:00:39 PM): (up to you )
tesseh (10:01:17 PM): (Sage maybe? she knows about medicine right? or Quam... maybe not Quam XD but yeah up to you)
tesseh (10:01:32 PM): (well you could Quam if you wanted :3 ))
mookameedy (10:03:33 PM): (( Hm okay xD ))
tesseh (10:03:52 PM): (( Quam is now a verb. XD )
mookameedy (10:04:36 PM): (( xD ))
mookameedy (10:12:54 PM): The fluffly haired unicorn had fond a bag of sugar cookies amung the food at the club, and was happily plopped in a chair, playing with the different animal shapes. His ears perked at the voice and he left his animals to hop over to the voice to open teh door. "Hurro! What happened?" He sombered quickly, frowning at the unconcious Tara and the new face he had yet to seen. // Malcolm grunted while helpping carry the vampire. She weighed more than she appeared to, and he wasn't the strongest guy in the world. "Where do we put her?"
tesseh (10:15:07 PM): Erik led Malcolm into the club and placed Tara gently on an operating table in the basement, a secure safe-house area built especially for the club. "Tara's been shot, Quam." // Delilah knew that car. She burst into the club and found Quam--the man she was hoping to meet-- and also Erik, Tara...and "Malcolm!" she hissed, "What is going on? Oh God...what happened to her?"
mookameedy (10:24:53 PM): Malcolm sighed looking down at the vampires, and began to root through their supplies, humming to himself. “Mr. er Quam. You’re a nurse, hook her up will you?” He blinked at the voice of a coworker. “Oh your tone is so friendly dear.” He rolled his eyes as he found what he was looking for a set it all on the table next to her as Quam injected a needle into her arm as well as a few other hook ups to monitor her vital signs. He shrunk away from the woman, looking a little hurt that she was there. “She got shot, by her darling daddy.”
tesseh (10:29:11 PM): Delilah's eyes grew round. "What? How..." // Erik snarled, "I was aiming for him, and Tara took the bullet for him. I don't know why yet, I think she just didn't want me to become a murderer." he sad bitterly, taking Tara's sweaty hand in his own. "I...I would never hurt her..." // Delilah placed her hand on Erik's back and patted him sympathetically, albeit a bit awkwardly. She was hurt that Quam shrunk away from her but made no move to approach him while he was working. She admired his skill, and watched him carefully. She gave him pleading looks whenever he looked her way, and the pain in her own eyes was evident. She hated her life without Quam. Hated it.
mookameedy (10:36:13 PM): Malcolm snorted, and shook his head slightly while undoing Tara's sloppy stitches, and began to clean up the wound ,asking for things from the unicorn now and then. He scaped ore of the oozing flesh from the wound, being careful to avoid too much muscle or nerves, though most of it could not be avoided. She'd need lots of time to heal, physical therapy as well. He resowed the wound and placed some ointment around it. crossing his arms bitterly. "Time will tell, though I believe she will be just fine." The man smirked slightly and wrapped an arm around his little helpper, eyes flickering to Delilah. "Oh dont be scared of her, she's just as much of a pet as the rest of us." // Quam slinked back whimpering quietly. He hated seeing Delilah, all the bad memories of feeling like he did something to scron her or make her hate him.
tesseh (10:40:42 PM): Delilah rolled her eyes. "Quit being such a boob Malcolm, you're such a drama queen!" she scolded, "Don't listen to him. He thinks he's being slick but he doesn't seem to get that it makes him look like a big dork." Tara heard this and smirked, which was the closest to a laugh she was going to get to in her state. Erik was relieved by his daughter's reaction and was so happy he kissed her on her forehead and began chatting happily to her. Delilah went to see to Quam. She approached him carefully. "Quam please talk to me... I know you're upset but..." she shrugged her shoulder with a despairing sigh. "I wish you could forgive me. I... I love you. My life is so empty without you in it... if you never want to see me again then you never will, I promise you that. I just want you to be happy. But I need to know what you want..."
mookameedy (10:52:40 PM): "Boob miss Delilah? My my your language is of that of a five year old's. Not much maturity comes from you does it?" He sighed, knowing that he was just seen as a low filth here, and it was irritating. He moved away and found himself a microscope, and began to look at some of the flesh from Tara bored beyond belief. // Quam frowned and looked at Delilah like he was going to burst into tears. "You said that so many times, but then you just left me....and then betrayed me and everyone else! You cant just say sorry and e-expect me to be happy!" He whined. "I don't know what I want...I want you to be happy. Which I couldn't do before."
tesseh (10:56:57 PM): Delilah was shocked. "Couldn't do before...? Quam I was the happiest I had ever been when I was with you." she smiled at the memories and took a few steps closer. "I know I can't expect you to be happy because I apologized and...I know what I was doing hurt you and your family but it was only because I--" she gave Malcolm a cautious look and lowered her voice, "loved you, and them, that I had to leave you. I had to to protect you they were threatening to do bad things to you if I told the family what I was there for. It was a really, really terrible few months..." she admitted finally. "I was not in a good place. I want to maybe try again...for real this time. Would...would you want that?"
