abyssdressing | 002 - Happy Halloween~

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002 - Happy Halloween~

[Anyone who knows Dist will know he's a workaholic. What with having little to no true friends, as well as being a social outcast, he's dedicated himself to his research. During his stay in this new world, he's found a suitable place to live as well as do his experiments. And today is no different. He's been working well into the night, a bright opal moon glowing its white-gold light through a large, arched window. It gives his laboratory an eerie feel - shadows looking like the stuff of nightmares.

The researcher removes a vial from a tray, the murky red liquid sloshing thickly. Reaching for a syringe, he fills it with the solution and approaches his examination table, pushing up his rounded glasses. The moonlight shines off them, giving his already manic appearance a bit extra. Mad scientist? No, no, no... We much prefer evil genius.

Upon the examination table is a monster, probably unconscious from some sort of drug. Dist examines the small canine-like beast, checking its vital signs.]

Mm... Everything seems stable. Now, to add the drug. This should increase its overall physical abilities as well as slow the metabolism dramatically. [He smirks, eyes lighting up wickedly.] If this proves successful...

[But since when does anything ever go according to plan? Fate is an enemy of the God-General. As he reaches to inject the sleeping hound, the drug keeping it asleep wears off. Frantic, the beast howl and kicks its legs, knocking Dist's hand and the syringe away. Cursing, he reaches to grab the monster, but feels a hot, burning pain in his leg. Wincing, he looks down, and sees the needle pumping his unholy concoction right into his thigh. He removes it instantly, knocking it away as a burning, searing fire blazes its way through his body. He roars with pain and desperately looks for an antidote, knocking over vials, beakers, and papers. The sound of shattering glass and splattering fluids fills the night's grim air as the tiny monster whines, yelps and curls into a corner.]

Ggh... hrrg...!! Wh-What's... happening?! This--Aahhh!! I-It's not... I need--!!

[He collapses into a dark corner of his laboratory, and silence reigns. The only sound that can be heard is the whimpering of the little monster, scratching frantically at the wall behind it. It knew something was there with it. Coming closer... Its yelps and squeals become howls and screams as a heavy breathing flows into the mix.

The howls stop.

...

. . .

Thud.]

Hahahaa....

[Ooc: HAPPY HALLOWEEN, PEOPLES! 83 Have a vampire!Dist. He's going to be prowling around the city, looking for some noms. Anyone wanna have some fun with this guy, dohoho~?

Things to Note:
- Dist DOES know something is wrong with him, that he's dangerous to people, and will give fair warning to some people before attacking them, but his control will be in little bursts here and there.
- Dist's abilities are HIGHLY increased. This means speed, strength, endurance, defense, and magic will all be a LOT stronger than normal.
- Dist needs blood, obviously. And nothing is safe. If you want him to bite you please include the tag BAIT as the comment title. If you merely want him to target your character but not bite them, please include the TARGET title.
- THREADJACKING IS ALLOWED, AND EVEN ENCOURAGED! Have people come to the rescue!
- Dist cannot die. But he CAN BE HURT. Fire and Light artes do a very heavy toll on him. Magic in general is pretty effective, but he's completely immune to Dark, and will laugh at you if you use it on him. :|b
- He's going to turn back on Sunday night. He'll have gained some kind of control to return to his lab and inject the antidote into himself on that day.

If this isn't okay with the mods, I'll take it down. Have fun, guys! &hearts]

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[Jade just looked on as Dist slowly changed back.] ... Hm. That was a rather lucky choice. I managed to pick the antidote on the first try~ [Way to maybe almost kill Dist, Jade.]

[He sighed. He was half-tempted to leave him there, but... Jade stepped over to the bloodied man, going to find some bandages that weren't torn to shreds along with some antiseptic liquid.]

[Dist is going to have quite a few field dressings when he wakes up. And no shirt. Ha can go find his own clothing.] I'll have to have a change of clothes, as well. I have no idea how many different people have their blood on me. It's a wonder my shirt hasn't become one giant blood clot.

[Dist, unfortunately, takes the opportunity to wake up a moment after he's patched up and clothed in something other than his tattered rags. Damn, he needs to get a new suit. God freaking damn. He tries to sit up, but the pain that shoots from every part of his body tell him that's.... not a good idea. He lets out a soft cry of pain and just turns his head a little. That he can do.]

Wh-What... where?

[Then his blinks and realizes. Oh... Oh Yulia. All those things he did! People he hurt--No, no no! The older man turns his head again and squeezes his eyes shut. You should have killed him . He didn't deserve to live after that.]

[Ah-- he's awake! And stirring. Anise goes a little closer; no she is most definitely not worried what are you talking about.]

Dist. Hey, Dist. Ah - don't move, it's all right. We brought you back to your lab. [She peers down at him with wide brown eyes, alight with concern.] Geez, what did you do to yourself, back there? [Hover hover hover. There's a hand resting on your arm right now, Dist.]

[She looks up at the Colonel for a bit to answer him, before turning her attention back on the bloodied man on the table.]

While you're stitching him back together I can go find a change of clothes for you guys. And me, as well, while I'm at it. How about that?

[He would have shoved you back down had you sat up, anyway, Dist. He's trying to bandage you, damnit. He'll continue wrapping the arm he was working on.]

... That sounds like an excellent idea. [He'd like to talk to Dist by himself, anyway.] Make sure to find something especially embarrassing for this one~

[She gives Dist one last look before she heads out.]

I'll see what I can find, Colonel~ I'll be back soon. Try not to kill Dist, okay? That'd be all sorts of counter-productive~ ♥

[Aaaand she's out the door. Don't have too much fun without her.]

[Dist flutters his eyes a little, then the voice of the Fon Master makes him snap his head towards her, eyes wide. He doesn't reply, lets the two talk, but he flinches when she touches him. His gaze falls from hers quickly, head headed away, a few strands of his bloodied hair falling to further mask his guilty expression. How could he have...

When the man is sure Anise is gone and he's alone with Jade, he speaks in a quiet, pained, and raspy voice. He was still aching all over. But the words he says are absolutely serious. He's not kidding in the least.]

If...If you're planning to k-kill me, J-Jade... Do it now. Th-There are various p-poisons and drugs that stop b-b-blood flow and cause res-respiratory f-failure. Just--Say...Say I bled to death.

[Tears dampen the scientist's face as he makes no attempt to stop them now. He doesn't even care how far fetched that'd sound when Anise would return. He's begging. How can he ever look her in the eyes again? Look you, or anyone he attacked, in the eyes again? He couldn't. Not without feeling the guilt gnaw at his already wounded heart.]

[Jade just stops what he's doing and sighs, holding his forehead. Dist had never been the smartest person on the planet.] If I planned to kill you, I wouldn't be bandaging your wounds. That would be quite the waste of time, wouldn't it?

Get ahold of yourself. You weren't yourself; I don't blame you. I'm sure no one else will. [And, ow, he'll tie that bandage rather tight. Words like that tend to make him angry, especially coming from his favorite annoyance.]

[After, he pulls a pineapple gel from his pouch and unwraps it, holding it close to Dist's mouth.] Can you manage to chew a bit?

Edited 2009-11-05 20:18 (UTC)

Wh-Why...?

[Why don't you blame him? Why are you even bothering healing him, Jade? You never cared before, why now, when he was so ready to be killed. He hurt people he cared about. Precious people... And you had to just mock him further.

Dist winces and cries out softly when that one bandage pulls at his sensitive skin. He gasps a little, choking on his quiet tears. They should blame him. He was so weak... So useless. He couldn't control that thing! He shouldn't have even--Just... Yulia...! He was so stupid!]

...

[He doesn't want to, but takes the gel into his mouth and chews slowly, swallowing a moment later. The taste was odd, almost overpowering after having to be sustained off blood alone. His sense of taste was a little off. He makes a face and turns his head away, but feels strength slowly return to him. Those things were always so weird. The texture, the taste... How could people stand them? Dist always liked conventional medicine over modern day frivolities.]

...I'm sorry, Jade.

Why? Because that's a coward's way to escape. [And he could sense the guilt... All the other times, they had been when Dist had chosen to hurt people. He consciously knew what he was doing and still ran along his own path. Now... Jade wasn't even sure if he could have had control over that beast if the same had happened to him. Why would he blame Dist?]

[Granted, even if the serum was because of Dist's idiotic experiment... Jade knew when enough punishment was enough.] There's quite the difference between consciously choosing your actions and being controlled. ... If you think it best, then I won't stop you, but your death won't be by my hand. [And with that, he holds out his handkerchief for the other. You really do look pathetic like that, Saphir, blubbering all over the place. As cold as he was to Dist, it was more like tough love; something he desperately needed.]

[~~And suck it up, soldier. It's just a gummy.~~] ... The only thing you have to be sorry for is for getting on my nerves.

[The God-General laughs weakly. You're right, Jade. He knows you're right, but he can't help it.]

I suppose I've always been a bit of a coward, Jade. [His smile fades a little and he closes his eyes to let his friend work without distraction.] It was... I-I tried, Jade. I wan't... I couldn't stop it.

[He takes the offered item and carefully wipes his face. It hurt a little to move too much, but he had stopped crying at the very least. He turns his face to his friend and looks at him. No, he wouldn't take his life. He'd live with this guilt. He had to. When the last words fall, he laughs quietly.]

Hahaa... That's what friends are for, correct?

I'm glad you see it my way. It certainly took you long enough.

[He sighed, a long-suffering sigh. There was another bandage a bit too tight...] Saphir, please stop talking. Your incessant babbling isn't solving anything.

[And with that, he's basically done, save for a few small cuts that Dist could easily stick a band-aid on. Jade wasn't his mommy. Dist could fend for himself.]

[And as per usual:] I simply must know what Jade you know with such poor taste in friends.

[He winces again when the stabbing pain shoots through him. But he doesn't complain, or say any more. He agreed that he deserved the small form of punishment from his friend. Dist's eyes hood wearily as he lets the man work. He was so sleepy... Losing almost half your blood from a powerful fonic arte that was meant to kill really was tiring business, you know. He didn't respond to his friend's jab, as he usually would in any other circumstance, just smirks. Whatever you say, Jade.

When he was done, he turned his head to the other side and watched the door for Anise. He honestly doubted he'd be able to change into anything. Right now, all he wanted to do was rest a little. The ~~atrocious~~ gummy did help a little, but he just needed to gather himself after a bit of sleep. Still, the fontechnician forced himself awake until the Fon Master returned. He had to apologize to her, too.]

Edited 2009-11-08 05:12 (UTC)

[Right on cue, Anise walks in, holding a couple of packages in her arms. She's changed from that witch's costume she was wearing earlier ~~sorry guys, show's done for the night~~, and into more practical outfit consisting of tights and a dark pink version of her Guardian uniform, minus the white vestment.]

-- Sorry that took a while. Is he all right, Colonel...?

[Dist really could suck it up and take his punishment like a woman.]

[And he could easily kill you right now, Dist~]

[Jade will be finishing up and cleaning up the supplies just as Anise returns.] I was expecting you back after I had extracted the liver. Oh well... Another day, perhaps.

Minus his usual idiocy? He's fine. [He's RIGHT THERE, Jade... He'll be taking those clothes to go change.] Thank you, Anise. Keep him company while I'm gone~

[Dist sighs a little and looks up at his friend with a look at equates to "your mom" when Jade makes that crack at experimenting on him. He opens his eyes and peers after Jade when he leaves, trying to lift his head off the cold and uncomfortable examination table, but regrets it after a wonderful headache jabs at his temples. He groans and lays it back down.]

Nnng...

[He grimaces a little. Ugh, he hated not being able to move. This sucked. He couldn't even get away from there and wallow in his self loathing after he apologized profusely to Anise like he intended. Damn. He knew he'd be back on his feet in a few days - he was indestructible, remember? - but not soon enough, he thought. Once Jade is gone, he chances a glance to the woman.]

Anise...

[Oh so she and the Colonel are taking shifts now. She shrugs and lets him go, smoothing down the wrinkles in her own clothes. But that little cry of pain from the fontechnician gets her attention, so she turns to him immediately - ]

Lorelei, Dist, you look horrible-! [No thanks to her, but she conveniently forgets that.]

Ah - can I get you anything? The Colonel didn't really do any lasting damage to you while I was gone, did he?

I'm sorry...

[He knew she wouldn't hear it, but he still...had to try. The words came out so strained. Get him anything? Not unless a heavy, blunt object to knock himself over the head with counted. And Jade would all too readily provide something like that so...no. Not at the moment.][He tries to get up again, but fails. Damn it! He hated this. Breathing hard from that tiny bit of what seemed like hours of hard labor, Dist instead motions for her to come near. he wouldn't be able to look at you, but... Just so long as you hear it. Hear his apology.

When she approaches, he clenches his teeth together. Dist can almost feel those round, chocolate brown eyes watching him.]

F-For... Forgive me. I-I'm s-so... so sorry. For everything.

[He doesn't even need to tell her to come closer; the moment he tries -and fails- to get up, she's at his side, one hand on his arm, gently keeping him on the table - ]

Don't try to get up, you idiot. You're really hurt, that arte was way stronger than even I expected, so...

[But wait - he was saying something? He's - he's apologizing. Oh.]

...

It wasn't your fault, though. I mean, I could tell. You weren't yourself, something was making you - do what you did, and... and I'm not hurt.

In fact, I should be the one apologizing! [Sigh.] I didn't have control of that arte, and now you're hurt pretty terribly because of it. Sorry.

Don't apologize. [He looks away when she comes near, averting his gaze. Now that he apologized, he was free to feel guilty, right? Lorelei... He was such a coward. The warmth on his arm makes him shudder. If he hadn't been stopped--that warmth...!]

Y-You and I are e-enemies, remember? Yo-You should have just k-k-killed me. It would have done you good in the l-long run, anyway... I-I wouldn't... Get in--I... I'm so tired.

[It wasn't exactly an excuse. He was extremely exhausted. Bloodloss, guilt, aches and pains, and just everything that had happened put a heavy toll on the old fontechnician. He really did look it, too. His face was white and blotchy and there were dark rings under his eyes. He was a right mess of a man.]

[Anise frowns as he speaks, and the moment he talks about just killing him off, her brows furrow together and she actually slaps him. Not too hard, she knows you're still hurt and barely together - but it's got enough force in it to at least wake him up.]

For a genius, you're not very smart, are you? Why do you think we let you live? We're enemies, but - who you were earlier - that wasn't you at all. And there's no way we could've left you alone in that state!

[We were friends, once, Dist. Or have you forgotten?]

[Her hand, curiously, hasn't left its spot on his cheek, following that slap. She pets him a little there, giving him a look halfway between sympathy and annoyance before she lets it drop to her side with a sigh.]

... Get some rest. You look horrible.

[He winces and makes a pained sound from the slap. It did hurt, but not enough as you could have made it, Anise. Even so, he knew he rightly deserved the slap. But it does make him turn his head to stare at her, a bit wounded. His eyes drop, though, after a moment.

No. He wasn't smart. He was actually rather ignorant on certain things. Genius...hahahahaha!! Like he actually believed anything of that now.]

How do you know who I really am?

[No one except Jade knows the monster he's become. And he hopes you never see that side of him. That beast... was it really just the serum? Or was it truly an amplified version of his other half - the insane, twisted, delusional and obsessed maniac that cared for nothing but self fulfillment as a broken promise.

You may have to jog my memory, but...I won't ever forget.

He actually registers the petting and has to shiver a little. It's such a strange feeling. Welcome, but at the same time he wants to wrench himself away. Never again. He won't even hurt you again.]

[And Jade chooses that opportune moment to walk back in.]

[And he'll be raising an eyebrow at their positioning, but not saying anything. His new clothing (http://binkerville.com/yard/2008/yin_hw_finsm.jpg) was quite flattering on him, as much as he hated anything resembling His Majesty's wardrobe. The cape would also move with him every time he lifted his arms.] Are we done here, or is the idiot still thinking about suicide? [Pointed look from Jade at you, Dist.]

[Indeed, Jade knew the monster that lay within Dist's heart. He, too, would forever have his own. But his beast had been caged, beaten into submission over the years. His beast--the heartless, sadistic, arrogant monster in his own soul--was as good as dead. It had been for years. But... because it still breathed and slept within him, because it had once been partners with Dist... He understood more than anyone else what Dist was going through.]

[Consider it tough love. Jade was always so hard on Dist because of Dist's unwillingness to let go. He never let go of anything, always obsessive... It's what pissed off Jade the most about Saphir. Jade had worked so hard to let go of the past, and Saphir clung to it like he needed it to breathe.]

[You need to learn to breathe and live for yourself, Saphir. Jade has never abandoned you--you did this to yourself. Just like how he eventually accepted Luke, he could do the same for you.]

[Of course, you'd still be the cockroach. That would never change.]

Edited 2009-11-09 18:07 (UTC)

[What impeccable timing you have, Colonel. She takes a step away from the examining table, away from that odd position she'd just gotten herself in. She barely registers the shiver that Dist made at her touch.]

He was, but I think he's done for the night. Aren't you, Dist~?

[She gives him a look. She heard his last question, but it's a good thing the Colonel came when he did. She isn't sure if she knew the answer to that one. She wishes she knew. Will you let her know you, Dist? She was only just beginning to really know the Colonel - but surely if she could manage to learn him, she could learn you as well? If you would only let her.]

[And if the Colonel would let you let yourself get that close to her, anyway.]

[Dist glances up lazily at the man and that leer doesn't do very much but make him sigh and close his eyes. The questioning glance from the Fon Master is sensed, but not seen. He nods slowly, though. Ow, still stings a little.]

No, I won't kill myself. [Another long sigh.] You have my word.

[It will be a long and painful journey, Anise. You may not like what you come to learn about the old fontechnician. The Jekyll and Hyde his life was written after. The scars left behind, still bleeding and festering even after all these years. This may have helped him see himself a little more clearly, though. Even if it's just a little. As for letting you...maybe. Right now, he was probably going to avoid you for a while. Until he's ready to forgive himself. And move on. Heaven knows when that would be, though. As for Jade... what he doesn't know won't hurt me him.]

[Always.]

Oh, good. I'd rather not have to deal with the body. [Rather cold way to put it, Jade. He's still a bit mad at you for thinking of that in the first place. He may not be an open book, but he's still quite a readable one if you know how to read between the lines.]

[My, keeping secrets from me, already? Well, I'll have you know that I don't particularly care who you have as a friend, Anise. Except Dist. /sarcasm]

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I was tempted to have Jade pick out a heavy dose of something deadly. |Da;

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Oh, it wasn't already? Damn.

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You gaiz love my fail. .__. sorry. /sucks

/loves on forever c:

/MAKES INTO EPIC THREESOME

/OH BABY~

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