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[cloudwhisperer]

Date: Fall 2005
Characters: Casey Schroeder, Candice Willmer
Summary: Casey's been tagged and bagged after trying to go on a date with Ivy. Seriously, this guy doesn't get a break with the ladies.
Status: In progress...
Open to Company

Wherever the wind blows, you will find me there... I need something to carry me to a place that I've never seen

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[misschimera]

Candice had been waiting on the other side of that window for the better part of an hour. Casey had been quiet for the most, until he woke up and then the old guilt returned with him.

Thompson had okayed his capture and she'd asked Eden to take this one. Unfortunately, until Eden got here, Candice got bored. And Thompson hadn't deemed her unfit for active duty after her time with Nathan so she assumed interrogating Casey, at least until Eden got there, was fair game.

Descending into the cell below, she realised with mild satisfaction that Casey was, indeed, completely terrified of her.

"Oh, you probably remember me better like this," she grinned and morphed back into Ivy. "Boo."

[cloudwhisperer]

Casey's eyes opened wide, regarding Candice as she approached him, and his heart froze up. That was the girl from JJ's photo class, who he had messaged a while ago when he found her online journal! That... did not make even one little bit of sense.

But when Candice changed her form into Ivy, Casey screamed and shuffled backwards across the bedslab he had awoken on top of. Curling up in the corner, he regarded the new figure, not knowing what to do.

"Okay, it's not a dream. Hallucination. Two figures of attraction in the same body, must have stopped by Miranda's place and maybe we used drugs. Or something," Casey rambled, trying not to pay any more attention, "I'll wake up on her couch or something. Maybe the ER. Yeah. ER."

Casey's expressions constantly flickered as he glanced up from time to time at the Ivy-Candice, doubt and loathing mixing themselves up across his face.

[misschimera]

Still too new to the job, Candice couldn't help but smile at the expression on his face. It was as if he couldn't decide between passing out and putting up a - very unnecessary - fight.

"We've met before," she mentioned casually, leaning with her back against closed door. "JJ. The nudes." She smiled, flickering back to her normal appearance. Establishing any kind of link to him was up to her and her alone. Eden could come in and finish up if he didn't crack first. Didn't mean she wouldn't give it a try just for the fun of it first.

"How well do you know Ivy Creed?"

[cloudwhisperer]

This was just all too surreal. Casey felt like one of those lab rats in a scientific study, getting poked and prodded just to see his reaction, only to eventually wind back up with the other rats with no knowledge of

"I know we've met," Casey responded, "Just... leave me alone. Let me sleep this off. I just want this bad batch feeling to go away.

"And what do you care about Ivy? You're her as well! You already know what she's thinking."

Casey kept himself curled up in a ball, the hiss of the air through the ventilation shafts into the room giving him a claustrophobic feeling.

[misschimera]

He was freaking out. Great.

"I'm not Ivy," she explained, shrugging away the blame like an insult. "I had to bring you here quietly, that was the best way I could think of." Seeing as he wasn't really looking at her anymore, she moved until she was crouched in front of him. "I can show you whatever you want to see, get you out of this room and have you on your merry way. I can even make you forget all this. But you have to give me something in return."

Alternatively, she could get back to breaking fingers and piss Eden off some more. She wouldn't have spent this long trying to decide if the fact that she knew him from a past life hadn't intruded in her plans.

"Listen, this isn't a bad trip that you're going to wake up from." He wouldn't wake up at all if he didn't start cooperating soon. "How well do you know Ivy Creed?"