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Post by Kazumi O'Connor on Nov 12, 2012 0:50:38 GMT -6
OOC: Yeah, in case the thread title doesn't give it away....Its a phone call. >.>
Solitude...Wasn't her favorite thing in the world, but given her rather....active...lifestyle as of late, it was much needed. A nice, quiet night at home. She had spent most of the evening with her daughter, and now was laid out on the couch with a book propped up over her head. The tv which used to sit in here...well it was gone. She didn't feel that need to keep it around when her asshole husband couldn't be bothered to come home.
In fact, a lot of things had changed....namely the landscape of her bedroom. Which, for the record, she left that way on the off chance that Legion or Pat or whatever the fuck his name was now, came by. Oh, the idea of him seeing that mess....Well it made her down right giddy inside.
Tongue slowly caressing her lower lip she would cross her feet at the ankles. Tonight's attire consisted of nothing too fancy...a t-shirt and a pair of panties...about it. She wasn't dressing to impress anyone and though she much preferred the clothing that was too big for her at night...she had burned all of Patrick's clothes...so she was shit out of luck.
A rather bored sigh passing her lips as delicate fingers would flip the page, eyes scanning over the words....some book written in Italian..Just a small glimpse of what she still considered home. The best way she could think to try and relax...though to be honest, she never really did. |
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Post by Cael Seran on Nov 12, 2012 1:02:54 GMT -6
the phone would ring, not too strange a concept as Cael fixed a finger around his collar to perhaps loosen his voice when talking to her estranged relative. It was odd for him to call her that seeing as they weren't exactly blood by any means, if anything he might as well be calling her a number of different names most of which not proper for this or any context outside of closed doors. However calm he practiced himself it'd never be fully complete by the time she answered.
"Kazumi.. I need your help."
No it wasn't so much him. Cael knew that he could escape this entrapment without her aid, it was more of those little strings guiding what was left of a conscious that made him perform this move. Yes it was her mother that actually needed her assistance.
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Post by Kazumi O'Connor on Nov 12, 2012 1:07:56 GMT -6
She would hear the phone ring and arch her brow slightly, especially considering out of the two she had, only family and those that would be deemed close friends has that number. Book laid open upon her chest, she would roll just enough to see the caller I.D as the phone vibrated like crazy upon the coffee table...The name appearing only getting a further furrowing of her brow before she would roll away and tap the spine of her book. "I should let it ring....asshole."
Chuckling to herself and then deciding, that if anything, it could be interesting. Cael never called her...ever. So, with a soft sigh she would reach over and slide her finger across the screen, promptly putting it on speakerphone. "Ah, Cousin...What a lovely surprise." Lips pursing slightly as she laid her head back onto the couch and twisted a lock of hair about her fingers...Though when he spoke she would really start to feel like something was up....since last she checked he would rather cut his own tongue out that ask for help.
"With what?" Curiosity keeping her engaged in the conversation and even causing her tone to grow slightly more serious...If just a tad. |
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Post by Cael Seran on Nov 12, 2012 1:27:26 GMT -6
the slight urge to come over there and slap her for the facade she was giving him, that little tease of a voice that she played with him in public or private. Or rather that was all he knew of her. Perhaps he was just on edge struggling to gather from her what he could out of normal people.
"With the facility."
yes she knew exactly what that was now didn't she.
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Post by Kazumi O'Connor on Nov 12, 2012 1:34:04 GMT -6
The twirling of her hair would cease when he spoke again, eyes narrowing as she felt that anger rising up within her. Oh, she knew far too well about that place, though she would pause for a moment, not entirely sure to which part of the facility he was referring. "Exactly which faction are we talking about? The idiots that think they are onto something by making Patrick into the demon dumbass of the century or the ones that did that...."
She paused, wincing slightly at the thought and choosing to sum up her sentence with less detail than previously thought. "Stuff... to Mother when she was younger? Because they are very different I think." Her tone altering slightly as if in disgust, trying to hold the bile down in her stomach...a hand resting atop of it in gesture. Glancing to the phone and waiting on his response before she dared to agree to anything.
Though, she did have one other question she wanted answered, but that would wait for now. She wanted to make sure that they were on the same page so far before they got any further into this. She at least had that much sanity. |
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Post by Cael Seran on Nov 12, 2012 1:52:35 GMT -6
"both..
Cael wasn't entirely sure to be honest but he'd heard Father speak of both of them as being mutually exclusive. Each with the same intent and same purpose. Regardless he knew the end goal much more so needed them done in with. He wasn't going to play around and if that meant using his cousin to some extent than he'd do it. what she did with her own free will after the fact was entirely up to her however after the fact.
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Post by Kazumi O'Connor on Nov 12, 2012 1:58:29 GMT -6
She would pause for a moment, letting the silence drag out as she ran over her options and flitted her tongue against her fangs. Finally she would shift to sit up, glancing down at the phone as she spoke. "She isn't involved is she? I don't think she could survive another six month session of torture and rape to the degree that they put her through the first time." She had only read about it and it quite literally made her sick to her stomach...having to stifle back a groan as she felt it doing flips inside of her.
Though, once he had answered her, and assuming her Mother was in the clear, she would nod slightly. "Fine. I will help. But if I get a chance to fuck over that piece of shit I married, I am taking it. I find it only fair to warn you." Shrugging slightly. She would do what she had to to make sure that Patrick regretted the day he walked out on her for that red head...the fact that it had been Legion not making a bit of difference to her. She was far too gone to be logical when it came to that........boy. |
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Post by Cael Seran on Nov 12, 2012 4:46:38 GMT -6
"No, and I'd prefer if she be kept out of it for exactly that reason."
Cael's lips puckered up a little bit hinting at the fact that his voice may have given himself away but quickly recovered his on stature forming up right and throat clearing briefly to the notion. They hadn't really gone public with being together and would otherwise prefer that such things stayed behind closed doors. Even still Kazumi was a bright girl, it wouldn't take her long.
"That's your call, all I ask is that you assist me in the primary goal."
That matter of course he'd lay on the down low until it need to be preached forward. His only primary goal was to erase this inhibitor to his neural waves, and then be done with father. Both of which Patrick was more or less on. Simple, but two made the job that much easier.
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Post by Kazumi O'Connor on Nov 12, 2012 8:01:15 GMT -6
Her brow arched, noting the slight shift in his tone before he would level back out. She wasn't sure what that meant, but she wasn't stupid either. Perhaps he had taken a liking to her Mother? Wouldn't be the first boy, that was for sure. A slight roll of her eyes given to the thought before she would just shake her head...the only thing keeping her from believing that her Mother would do something like that being the woman's feelings for his Father....If not for that, well then all bets would be off.
"Good."
Though then, the topic of Patrick would come into play and a low growl would threaten to rise in the back of her throat...fingers gripping the edge of the couch hard enough to rip through the fabric just slightly. "Fine. I will put my personal feelings aside til you achieve your main objective...If only because I don't much appreciate my fucked up childhood thanks to that asshole." Finding a logical reason to help that didn't really involve stabbing Patrick in the eye with a fork...or a spoon....or a stick...or anything really. Her resentment toward "Father" and what he had done to her and her Mother being good enough she supposed.
"I assume you will call when it is time?"
She didn't really think he was going to divulge information this early on and to be honest, she didn't want to know. Too much risk in giving that sort of stuff out prematurely....even she knew that in her current "Mad Hatter" state. |
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Post by Cael Seran on Nov 12, 2012 20:59:47 GMT -6
Cael would be admittedly surprised, not because of the fact that she was going to go along with his little plan no, it was more because of the fact that she didn't ask as to what the main objective was. Though as stated before that thought was placed complacently aside knowing her to be a smart girl, besides it'd become all too evident soon enough.
"Of course, sleep well cousin."
The soft click on the other end of the phone as Cael settled aside, slinking into the bed nearby letting his hands cast up above his head laboring him there softly. What was it that was in store for him was probably bound to be the fight of his life. Best to garner reinforcements in the event that they fail.
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Post by Kazumi O'Connor on Nov 12, 2012 22:27:30 GMT -6
"You also, cousin." A hint of a smile curling upon her lips as she would glance toward the phone before reaching out to tap the "End" button and then fall back onto the couch. Eyes cast upward toward the ceiling, her fingers would slowly trace over the scar which ran the length of her throat...memories of that cage...of that fan slicing through her neck....of death.
A low growl would erupt from her a few seconds before the lamp beside her would be grabbed and hurled into the wall farthest from her, the glass shattering and the light in the room vanishing in an instant, submerged within the darkness she still found so much comfort in and finding herself breathing heavier than usual as the nails of her free hand dug into the back of the couch...The sounds of fabric tearing slowly the only sound beside her breathing to be heard...
Of course she didn't ask what his objective was....because as one who had been taken herself...twice...she knew the only thing that she wanted, the only thing that had consumed her for so long now...was making those who did so pay. To make the man, who had ruined her life before it ever had a chance to start...pay. She wasn't stupid...and she knew, that though she shouldn't trust Cael, she could at least trust that whatever she was following him into, it would be worth it.
Small hands scrubbing over her face, she would toss the book down to the floor with a solid thud and then roll onto her side, facing the back of the couch...curling up as she did so and shutting her eyes as tightly as possible...knowing that sleep would not come again tonight, but at the very least hoping to drive away the demons that clawed at her soul with every memory she relived. |
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