[thread] I wanna hold you high and steal your pain

[xnot_a_childx]

Who: Cassian, Jezebel
What: A startling surprise? [[warning: spoilers!]]
When: After this conversation.
Where: Cassian's apartment
Rating: PG?

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[dr_of_death]

It had been quite uneventful for the past few days besides the experiments the doctor had been conducting, coming up with knew chemicals or medicines to test out on his unfortunate victims. While working downstairs in the lab that the store luckily kept, Jezebel noticed a flash of his communication device on the counter next to him. Carefully placing the flask down, he removed his gloves and picked up the device to see who it was. Browsing through the sub-menus, he finally came across something that the trump had posted on the net. Raising a brow in confusion, the name matched but the face... there was something odd about the way he looked. After shortly conversing with Cassian, the doctor was still unsatisfied by his answer. Looking up at the ceiling, he deeply sighed as he opted to go check on his subordinate

[xnot_a_childx]

The knock made him freeze, fingers stopping mid-motion in his hair - against the freaking scar, what did it mean...? - and look at the door as if it were a living, breathing evil. He knew it was Jezebel. No one else was here anymore - the boy upstairs was gone, but when Cassian had looked to see in there was anything useful in his rooms, they had been red with blood - and he had not spoken honestly with anyone, enough that they would seek him out.

Cassian did not want to open the door. Would the Doctor even recognize the difference between himself and that man? He couldn't count on it, and he would be damned before he caused Jezebel that kind of pain intentionally.

"What is it?" he called through the door, trying to sound casual.

[dr_of_death]

Finally an answer from the other man. The doctor felt as though he had stood there for what seemed ages when finally a proof of life beyond the door was confirmed. Even so, something about the tone of his voice, brought an uneasy feeling to his stomach, causing it to slightly churn. Eager to find the answer, Jezebel answered back with a hint of concern heard in his voice. "Please, open this door, Cassian." The man already knew why he was there. There was no need for further explaining. His grave eyes stayed focused on the door knob, patiently waiting for it to turn.

[xnot_a_childx]

The voice wasn't his, and the moment he spoke he regretted it - but it didn't sound like Cassandra, not quite.

The Doctor had given him an order, though. And even if he spent most of his time mouthing off, he did respect the man as his superior. Of all the people that claimed to be superior to him, Jezebel was the only one whose orders he ever willingly followed.

But now following them might hurt him, might hurt him terribly - how could he...?

Cassian reluctantly went to the door and opened it, keeping his eyes on the floor - the scolded child finally shows himself...