Myrnin is in the warehouse. He's been busy. There are circuit boards scattered across a table and something that looks a bit like the console of a computer via the steampunk era. It's made of wood, glass and copper. He's humming happily as he works.
"Don't worry. This isn't going to hurt. I'll promise you that."
"Well fables do teach a lesson." He puts his hands behind his back and paces in front of the cage, watching Beckett carefully. "I'm pleased to see you don't crack under pressure. And you can relax. My intentions toward you have nothing to do with romance. I'll not attempt to force myself on you. You've met my girlfriend."
Another pause. "I considered her as a candidate. In the end...I just couldn't do that. Not this time 'round. Previously though...the experiment worked well for a number of years."
"Wow she's such a...lucky young lady." Kate doesn't say it with as much bite as she'd like to, and the words fall flatter than day old soda. Also much less tasty.
She situates herself on what is supposed to pass for a cot with possibly the ugliest quilt covering it she's ever seen. "So. You've been looking for the right one for awhile, haven't you?"
Myrnin returns to his notebooks and his circuit boards. "We both know she's doomed. No matter how hard I try, I'll eventually hurt her in some way. She believes in me though. Against all odds that I am a better man than I think I am."
Some hmming as he fits one of the circuit boards into the console. "Longer than you can imagine. Since before I even arrived in this City. You should feel very flattered."
There's not much room to move around freely, but Kate can stand. She's not shy about scoping out her mini-prison; thick brick and concrete. Her foot only slips a little bit when she climbs up onto the toilet, running her hands along the crease in the corner.
"If I believed you could stop me...let's just say you wouldn't be here right now. You'd hold a very different place the hierarchy of humans I believe worth noticing."
Myrnin doesn't bother to stop her. The cage was built, secured and maintained to hold him when the necessity arises.
At least she's properly gauged his ego; must be a vampire thing. Which Beckett didn't really get seeing as they were kind of leechy as far as her research had shown. He wasn't all that different from Rido so far, anyway.
"Oh, would I get to be in Menolly's place? Some kind of vampire bride trophy prize?" She'd read some accounts of things like that; familiars, or whatever. Mostly, Beckett's just trying to keep conscious and calm, though.
She's probably right about the vampire/immortal thing and ego. It's a whole living longer than anyone else deal.
He growls at her when she makes the comment about Menolly. "If you could stop me, you'd hold a position a respect. As it is, you're a step above cattle. As for Menolly, you know nothing about her or myself. I love her as much as a thing like myself can love."
Kate stops her inspection of the cage, climbing down to hold onto the bars and peer through at her captor. She'd never known how much vampires could vary and still be so much alike. Hell, she shouldn't know that vampires can exist at all.
"You've killed a lot of people, Myrnin. And you've got this fairytale idea about you and Menolly, don't you? A star-crossed lovers complex." The best part of all of this is that she believes what she's saying. Maybe it won't be her that puts an end to it, but she won't go without a fight.
"If you really loved her, you'd stay away from her. Are all vampires this pathetically possessive?"
She doesn't respond when she sees him brush her off. There's no point; nothing she can think of to say right now will convince him of anything, so Kate just leans forward to rest her head in her hands.
The headache has only gotten worse, but it's at least a reminder that she's still here, that she's still got time to do something.
"Okay, so what's the deal, here? Am I getting fed to something?"
"Not at all. You're not even being killed--well in the non-traditional sense." He turns to face her. "I'm going to turn you into a vampire then I'll paralyze you with a chemical so that you don't feel anything. Unfortunately you'll be aware but it will be very quick. I'll remove your brain from your skull and insert it into this." He taps the computer he's build with one hand.
"You'll be conscious, aware and sentient. You'll also be capable of creating interdimensional portals and eventually be able to send everyone home."
Given that she's a cop from New York, the fact that Kate has a hard time processing this might speak to its levity. Or maybe she's just tired and worn down. In any case, she sits down on her cot, hard, burying her face in her hands.
"Can I ask you how old you are?" She's got to focus on the case. Pretend the bars separating them are reversed; she's on the right side and the guy who wants to kill her for her brain is on the wrong side.
"Don't worry. This isn't going to hurt. I'll promise you that."
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Other things Beckett won't do: dance around singing 'I told you so!', smile and ask for some tea or hey, the smart thing of keeping her mouth shut.
"Worry, me? Just waiting for roses and wine. Best date of my life." If the bars of her cage are any indication, anyway.
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And he moves to the fridge to get a bottle of wine out and pour some in a glass. He passes it between the bars, holding it out to her.
"Go on. I wouldn't drug it. That would hurt your brain and I am one of those fabled men who do want you for your brain."
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"Only, like most fables, this will turn out to be much darker than sweeping me off my feet in romance."
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Another pause. "I considered her as a candidate. In the end...I just couldn't do that. Not this time 'round. Previously though...the experiment worked well for a number of years."
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She situates herself on what is supposed to pass for a cot with possibly the ugliest quilt covering it she's ever seen. "So. You've been looking for the right one for awhile, haven't you?"
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Some hmming as he fits one of the circuit boards into the console. "Longer than you can imagine. Since before I even arrived in this City. You should feel very flattered."
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There's not much room to move around freely, but Kate can stand. She's not shy about scoping out her mini-prison; thick brick and concrete. Her foot only slips a little bit when she climbs up onto the toilet, running her hands along the crease in the corner.
"You know I'm not gonna let you hurt her, right?"
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Myrnin doesn't bother to stop her. The cage was built, secured and maintained to hold him when the necessity arises.
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"Oh, would I get to be in Menolly's place? Some kind of vampire bride trophy prize?" She'd read some accounts of things like that; familiars, or whatever. Mostly, Beckett's just trying to keep conscious and calm, though.
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He growls at her when she makes the comment about Menolly. "If you could stop me, you'd hold a position a respect. As it is, you're a step above cattle. As for Menolly, you know nothing about her or myself. I love her as much as a thing like myself can love."
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"You've killed a lot of people, Myrnin. And you've got this fairytale idea about you and Menolly, don't you? A star-crossed lovers complex." The best part of all of this is that she believes what she's saying. Maybe it won't be her that puts an end to it, but she won't go without a fight.
"If you really loved her, you'd stay away from her. Are all vampires this pathetically possessive?"
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"I agree with you. However she's surprisingly stubborn."
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The headache has only gotten worse, but it's at least a reminder that she's still here, that she's still got time to do something.
"Okay, so what's the deal, here? Am I getting fed to something?"
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"You'll be conscious, aware and sentient. You'll also be capable of creating interdimensional portals and eventually be able to send everyone home."
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"Can I ask you how old you are?" She's got to focus on the case. Pretend the bars separating them are reversed; she's on the right side and the guy who wants to kill her for her brain is on the wrong side.
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