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Jul 19, 2025 5:55 am
- Emma -

It takes what feels like a long time for the ambulance to arrive. Two paramedics head up to your flat and examine David, taking a history and details. It turns out you don't know when last he had pills, David does not remember and Sarah was taking care of that, it may have been too soon after the last time for him to be taking more, but the paramedics assure you that such paracetamol use should not a serious concern in the short-term, that you did nothing wrong... there. They are bit scathing about you leaving him to stand in the shower alone, though, weak as he is.

"The hot water probably made him light-headed, he is already a bit dizzy. His temperature is not life-threatening." They explain. "The hospitals are full, and this looks like a cold. Sure, a bad one, but still, the city is wrecked with them this season, with all this rain." This is the story you heard before, they suggest you keep checking his temperature and if it climbs, you can have him admitted, they suggest 'linen savers' or a water-proof mattress cover on the meantime. If you insist, they will take you to the hospital, but they guarantee you you will told the same thing there: 'Rest and plenty of fluids, call us if it gets worse', and they heavily imply that you will be wasting everyone's time and putting others at risk.

What do you do?
Jul 19, 2025 6:02 am
"People with 'nothing but a cold' don't pee their bed several times a night" she crosses her arms over her chest. When one of them tries to answer, she cuts in: "He fainted in the shower. How do you know he didn't bump his head or something?" her concern for her husband was making her more 'bitchy' than usual, and she was ready to roll over them if she couldn't get them to take her seriously:

"You're telling me it's nothing serious, but I’m not a doctor. And frankly, neither are you. So forgive me if I’d rather hear that from someone who is" she paused to glare at them "Unless you want to take responsibility for what happens to him. In this case, I would need your names, and your professional registration number"
Jul 19, 2025 6:08 am
- Emma -

"He didn't, ma'am, we checked." They say patiently about bumping his head. It is clear they deal with irrational spouses all the time.

"I didn't, hon. I am fine." David says, though possibly he using his tone that suggests he lovingly spells 'hon' with a 'u'.

"Our details are right there on our report." One says. "But, if you insist, we can take you. I assure you, though, your husband will be better off in a nice warm bed than sitting in a cold waiting room only to be sent home in a few hours."

What do you do?
Jul 19, 2025 6:12 am
"Thank you" she cuts them again right after they said 'we can take you'. They might be right, but she was too concerned right now about his incontinence issues, and she wanted him checked. Spending a few hours in the ICU would be a small price to pay for her peace of mind. "Let me just grab a few things..."
Jul 19, 2025 6:16 am
"Well, these ones are coming from above, not below," Benji points out. "They have nothing to do with the dog or any of those other demons. Anyway, I’m not asking you to welcome them into your home. I only want to tell them to go back to the surface. What’s the harm in that?"
Jul 21, 2025 4:11 am
- Emma -

The ambulance drops you at A&E, there are usually wheelchairs by security, for those who need them, but there is a shortage this night, and since David can walk, others may need them more, it is up to you.

The waiting room is full of people, coughing and sneezing and wearing very few masks. If you two did not have whatever is going around already, you, and everyone in here, will have it by tomorrow.

Eventually, after hours of waiting, a doctor sees you. They look harried and are trying to be polite and patient with their nagging and impolite patients.

The doctor has questions you can't answer: "How long has this been going on?" "How frequent?" and David has to come to your defence: "My wife was away, we had a friend staying with us who helped me out. Yes, the hospital told us not to come in yet..."

The doctor takes his time explaining how 'The mucus membranes in the nose and throat are pretty much the same as those in the ... other pink openings. They get the same infections and tend to leak. The pressure of the sneezing and coughing also often leads to stress induced incontinence. It is nothing to worry about at this stage.' Possibly the fact that you are something pretty to look at, in a sea of red noses, is the only reason they are taking this time.

They repeat much the same advice as the paramedics gave —only slightly impatient that people don't trust the people who do this for a living— and want to send David home to bed.

What do you do?
Jul 21, 2025 4:13 am
- Benji -

"They tried from below." Alasdair points out. "Then they found a way around, and are trying, again, from above. You are not a soldier, you don't understand these things. Demons are relentless, and these ones may be trickier than most."

Nothing you have said so far makes an impression on Alasdair, he does not agree with being friends with demons, and he is correct in his assessment of what these ones did... even if their motivation is not clear to him, but then, he does not care about demons' motivations, they are the enemy and he fights them.

What do you do?
OOC:
Your Mislead roll bought you some time, but the consequent of your miss on Order your Underlings means 'they do exactly as they are told and it leads to disaster', there is no easy way out of that.
Jul 21, 2025 4:31 am
They spent hours waiting to see the doctor at the A&E, only to be sent straight back home, but Emma still didn’t think it was a waste of time. She feels more at ease now, relieved to have heard that there was ‘nothing to worry about’ right out of the doctor’s mouth. She has been needing someone to tell her that for a while now. A few hours of sleep were worth alleviating her stress some, and by the time they stepped through the door to their apartment, she felt more buoyant than tired.

She sent David straight to bed, and did another round of laundry. Once the apartment was finally quiet again, she sat down with a cup of coffee in front of her laptop. She had been meaning to talk with Shelyna Armitage for a while now. After digging through the Administrator's contact list and finding her number, she picked up her phone and dialled her without a moment of hesitation.
Jul 21, 2025 5:08 am
Persephone lies on the bed, the room spinning around her. She lifts herself up and looks at Henry across the room.

Normally, she doesn’t sleep with men she barely knows. Normally, she doesn’t get this drunk. But every time her mind turns to reflect, every time she stops chasing dopamine, chasing validation, chasing pleasure… she sees the dagger fall. Again and again it falls. And every time that happens, she … goes away. She switches to autopilot, dissociating away from herself so completely that she would agree to almost anything. Anything not to remember, not to FEEL that again. Persephone sees the man there, his eyes hungry for her. She knows what he wants; she knows it would give her something to feel, something to distract. He wants it, she can give it to him; she can make him happy. That makes her feel good. At least she can make somebody feel good; she so often does nothing but makes others hurt. But this is a thing she can do.

She beckons him to her, smirking and giggling, as she reaches a hand behind her back and clumsily unclasps her bra. As he approaches, she reaches up to him, pulling him to her. As he embraces her, kissing her hungrily, sloppily, her hands drift to his belt.

The rest is predictable. She gets the escape she seeks. And then, blessed oblivion.
Jul 21, 2025 5:14 am
Frustrated and seeing that trying to reason with Alasdair is pointless, Benji turns his back on the older vampire and, in a slightly petulant act of stubborn defiance, shouts as loud as he can into the tunnel. "RATS, IF IT’S YOU AND IF YOU CAN HEAR ME, GO BACK TO MY FLAT AND WAIT FOR ME THERE!"
Jul 22, 2025 11:12 am
- Emma -

David is exhausted and shivering when you finally get him back to bed, but at least you are less worried, and that is what matters...

It is still early in the morning (*) when you phone Shelyna's phone, it is not her that answers, but you think you recognise the slightly-Greek-sounding accent of Federico Christobal.

"Hello?" He says, not adding the heavily implied, 'who is this?' nor the equally implied and possibly more important '...and how did get this number?'

Just how early in the morning is it? It does not sound like you woke them.

What do you do?
Jul 22, 2025 11:13 am
- Persephone -

The sounds of the party are at least over by the time you awake, and it is light —if still grey— outside your condo window.

Do you still suffer from hangovers in the morning?
Is Henry still there when you wake? Or did he do a walk-of-shame already? If there: Did he already awaken?

What do you do?
Jul 22, 2025 11:14 am
- Benji -

There is the sound of muted machine-gun fire from the old, World War II sten guns, you don't know if your furry friends are alright, but the call from the front-lines is somewhat encouraging. "They are falling back sir!" You hear some footfalls of chasing vampires —normally considered 'quiet' but not when compared to the feet of rats.

Alasdair glares at you for your shout, but does not say anything at this time. He does look disappointed in your choices, though.

What do you do?
Jul 22, 2025 11:34 am
Benji flinches at the sound of gunfire and then, worried, hurries down the tunnel towards the sounds footsteps. He doesn’t much care what Alasdair thinks anymore. He just wants to make sure that his friends got out okay and then he wants to leave.
Jul 22, 2025 11:44 am
"Good morning, Federico" Emma just barely recognized the voice, but she assumed it was Shelyna retainer who answered her phone "It's Emma Harper. We met at Arundel a few weeks ago, remember? I was the blonde in the red dress. The one with the pulse?" she paused briefly to see if he would recognize her before continuing: "How are you doing? Is Shelyna around? I need to talk with her about something important"

It was barely eight in the morning, but she assumed most people would be up by now. Then again, she had no idea what kind of schedule a powerful wizardess kept.
Jul 23, 2025 12:59 am
Persephone opened her eyes and found herself in bed. She looked down, surprised to see herself naked. She looked over, more surprised to find herself not alone. Another body was there--a man's, by the look of it--and... yup. Also naked. Damn... Ugh...what did I DO last night...

As she lay there, slowly she began to piece together her night. She met Henry, they drank... she flirted, but had no intention of... Oh crap.. did I crash Circe's party? Oh shite...

She couldn't recall the end of the night, however. She remembered arriving back home, making jokes with Circe about that guy she was seeing, or ...something... And then...?

She looked over again. Damn, yeah that's Henry. Did we...? And she wasn't sure! She thought maybe they had. I mean, they were naked in bad together, Surely... Sigh. What a mess.

She sat up, expecting the typical wave of nausea and pounding head, but was surprised to find only a mild fatigue. The last time she got so drunk and had no hangover was her teen years, when her youthful body was resilient enough to sustain her bad decisions. Maybe that whole death and resurrection thing gave me a fresh start? Or maybe the demon taint protects me from my bad decisions...

Slowly, she started to get flashes of memory from the night before. Circe angry at her, her inviting Henry to bed... then flashes of sensation: the feeling of her hands tracing the muscles on his bare shoulders, the feeling of him atop her, her breasts against his hairy chest, him inside her, a shared climax... and then oblivion.

She rose from bed, shaking her head in disappointment. She had not intended that... She walked into the bathroom and put on her bathrobe. She got a glass of water for herself, and one for Henry.. She returned to the bedroom and sat on the bed next to Henry and put a hand on his shoulder, gently bringing him to waking, the glass of water ready for him.
Jul 23, 2025 3:45 am
- Benji -

"Stay where you are, sir!" The remaining guards shout when you approach the front, they turn their guns to point at you but do not fire on their boss's guest... yet. The chasing vampires have run up the tunnel, and are out of sight by the time you make it there from your safe vantage point, it will take a herculean effort to catch up with them, and that is presuming you can get past the armed guards who are trusting you less and less.

Every step you have taken has alienated you more from Alasdair. Your continued allegiance to the demons who are his enemy is warring with his desire to be your friend and your turning out to be his enemy instead.

You are still in the middle of Alasdair's base of power.

What do you do?
OOC:
You can't just walk out, but you may be able to • Create an opportunity to escape using your Let It Out ability [ref] (either by thematically using the fantastic feat of vampiric strength or agility, or by some other means using the direct 'create an opportunity' choice to be flavoured as you like in the fiction). With that opportunity, you could then roll Escape a Situation [ref], with all the risks that entails.
Running out on them will not please Alasdair and will not improve your already tenuous relationship.
Jul 23, 2025 3:46 am
- Emma -

"Ah, Ms Harper." Federico says, possibly relaying that information to someone else for a decision. "And what is this concerning?" He asks, not immediately handing you over based purely on your asking.

You might not value these power-structures, but you have just called up the phone of one of the most powerful dozen individuals in the country (or at least in London) and asked to be put on the line with them, you shouldn't even have this number and it may only be curiosity that is keeping Federico from hanging up on you and blocking your number.

What do you do?
Jul 23, 2025 3:47 am
- Persephone -

Henry wakes up a little groggy, he gives you a shy smile and reaches for the water, looking around for something else... probably pills, given how delicately he is holding his head. He did not drink nearly as much as you did, and out-masses you by a significant amount, but he is definitely hung-over and feeling it.

This hangover does not stop him from looking at you appreciatively —the memory from last night having left an impression— and showing clear signs of eagerness to have another go this morning... possibly after borrowing a toothbrush, and involving showers.

What do you do?
Jul 23, 2025 4:07 am
It was a shame she couldn’t have this conversation in person. People were always much more receptive to her face to face. Especially men. Sensing the hesitation in his voice, her fingers instinctively reached up to her hair to brush a few strands in an unconscious flirtation, despite him not being able to see her.

"I was hoping to ask her if there’s anything I might be able to do. Something I could contribute regarding the issue discussed in Arundel" now her voice turned deliberately suggestive "I thought perhaps she might find me... useful"
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