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No one can confidently say that he will still be living tomorrow.

Apr 02, 2012 07:49

July 3rd, Friday night
Stumbling homewards along the bank of the river

I am not sure who is helping who to walk; Iago helping me or me helping Iago. Maybe it wasn't the best idea to grab him and take him over to La Fee Verte ... but he was mopey and it seemed like a good idea at the time.

Admittedly, I don't have the best track record with good ideas ( Read more... )

marbas, !caution, kaeli, iago, !adult content: violence, lucien

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iago_excolo April 2 2012, 18:35:46 UTC

I've not smoked any opium since that last time with Dorian and perhaps I shouldn't have this time. The whys of it escape me right now before I'm overcome with an uncharacteristic bout of giggles. Damn dragon... I swear it chased me this time, and then sat on me for good measure.

Picturing Lucien's contortionist, I'm struck with a funny thought regarding one of my cousins. Perhaps it was the other one and before I know it, I'm saying all of it, stumbling along with Lucien as I try to regale him in my disjointed way.

"You are an absolute mess, do you know that?"

"I'm a mess?" There's another fit of snorting giggles and I'm nodding as he adds, "Granted, I am an absolute mess too." Fate must agree because we stumble again, barely keeping our balance for the moment.

I glance at the rushing river before saying, "It would suck to drown, Lucien. If anything's likely to piss off Glass, it would be that." I give him a silly half-grin, adding, "I think she'd miss you too."

"We are never telling Glass about this, right?"Chuckling ( ... )

docconstantine April 2 2012, 20:28:14 UTC

Stumbling, bumbling and laughing... that's us. Hopefully we won't add soggy to that list.

"It would suck to drown, Lucien. If anything's likely to piss off Glass, it would be that. I think she'd miss you too."

I can picture Glass standing over our dead corpses, muttering in Welsh under her breath and giving us nasty looks... it sets me to laughing all over again. "More likely she'd be pissed about double the work and having to take on both our sins at once. The horror... the horror..."

"Which part? Almost falling in the river?" I manage to give him an incredulous look. "You're a fuckin' loon, Iago." But there's no malice in my condemnation. He's nodding his head, and it reminds me of one of the prizes over at the games, a little dog that's head bobs up and down. Now that I've got that image in my head, there's no getting rid of it. I am giggling even as he swears my secrets are safe as long as I keep my mouth shut ( ... )

iago_excolo April 2 2012, 23:18:30 UTC

"More likely she'd be pissed about double the work and having to take on both our sins at once. The horror... the horror..."

The thought gives me a snorting laugh and I shake my head. "Quite true. She does so hate messes." He calls me a loon and that sets off the laughter again. He giggles and the notion of badass Lucien giggling, well, that enough to send me into another fit of mad chuckles.

He looks rather sincere as he continues, "No worries there. Doctor-patient privi-- priva--- confi---" I swallow another bit of laughter as I try to give him an encouraging look. "I can't tell her anything because you're my patient. Hey, in some circles, it's medicinal."Pleased as punch-drunk-punch, I grin. "I like your kind of medicine, Lucien. Very much so," and I laugh again. I ask where we're going next and he suggests not ruining his reputation. Spoilsport. "Fine. If we must behave, then I suppose we'll have to." I try not to pout through my amusement before considering his question ( ... )

docconstantine April 2 2012, 23:37:35 UTC

yeah, we're wrecked. At least I'm aware of it? That's good. That means I'm not as bad off... or my paranoia is keeping me slightly more alert. Maybe a combination of that and Verdi resetting my clock, as it were.

"I like your kind of medicine, Lucien. Very much so," Laugh, and shake my head. "It's all about knowing your patient. Once you know the malady, you can find the right course of treatment."

"Fine. If we must behave, then I suppose we'll have to."

"It's not a want, more of a necessary evil. That and..." Eyes dart around, searching the darkness. He rambles on, and figures my place is closer. Good, whatever. "I've got booze enough for the night." I assure him, and try to move us a bit quicker. "You know, for a skinny fuck, you are quite the lump to keep moving." I mutter, hoping the sheer will I have to get my somewhat addled brain to clear will work.

"I'm trying to forget all my troubles, remember?"We're moving slightly better now, so I allow myself to relax a tiny bit. "I am sure we can find some more ( ... )

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marbasthefallen April 2 2012, 22:04:00 UTC

It's late.
It's dark.

He's drunk and drugged.

And stumbling along the deserted river bank with the Tavern's bartender. Who is in worse shape than Lucien.

I doubt I will have a better chance than now.

Just need them to get a little farther down the river, where the bend curves away from the houses and the light...

Just a little bit further.

iago_excolo April 4 2012, 10:09:41 UTC

I'm not doing as well in this fight as I think I should be and after landing face-first in the turf, I'm royally pissed off.

I pick myself up and spit out dirt before glancing over my shoulder. Lucien's wrestling with Underhill and I make it to one knee, forcing myself to move faster than my body wants to. It's like swimming through molasses and when I finally make it to my feet, I'm rubbing my aching jaw. ...fucker, I'm going to break his nose a second time just for this.

I look over in time to see the two of them tumble down again. Lucien looks like he's doing better and I move forward, intent on pulling the lousy prick off my friend so I can follow through on that planned nose-breaking. I'm about to snarl at him when I see the unthinkable. Underhill's pulling a knife from Lucien's chest and I'm shocked to stillness as I watch in pure horror.

The blade plunges down, twisting viciously and almost immediately, Lucien's blood is quickly leaking out. There's so much of it.... No. NO!As he raises the knife a second time, I ( ... )

docconstantine April 4 2012, 11:53:51 UTC

Our eyes meet as the pain blossoms in my chest. I know these eyes, I've never seen them before but I know them...

"Believe me when I tell you this is not personal, Doctor Constantine."

Oh God!

"You...?" Is all I can manage before Underhi--- Marbas rolls us and buries a knife in my stomach. Moaning in pain, I try to push him away, but it's so damn hard to breath and it hurts for fucks sake! and...

He's off, Iago's charged him and he's off, but there's blood in my mouth, and my hand shakily touchesmy stomach, and it's ripped pretty well and I shouldn't move and can't move and there's that pounding and I'm going to die tonight and...

"Iag...Iago..." Choke and cough up more blood and my vision's getting dim and I don't think he can hear me through his rage and

"get... Ia---- help...."

marbasthefallen April 4 2012, 17:34:31 UTC

"You?" Ah, he's made the connection. I hate to admit it, but it makes me feel badly about this. I did rather like the poor man ( ... )

iago_excolo April 4 2012, 19:18:06 UTC

Underhill's finally stopped fighting but he's still breathing so I don't give him another thought as I stagger back to Lucien. I drop to my knees, horrified as I look first to his wound and then to his face. He's pale and there's blood on his mouth. Fuckfuckfuck. What am I going to do?

I fight the rising tide of panic while wracking my muddled brain for the right thing to do. Shedding my jacket, I remove my shirt, folding it quickly before pressing it to his wound. Perhaps I can staunch it in time but I'm far out of my depth. He's coughing, choking and there's a frightening amount of blood on his hands and mine. His eyes are beginning to lose focus and I cry out, trying to regain his attention.

"Lucien! Look at me!" This is bad, truly terrible and I do my best to ignore any echoes of the past in the here and now. "You have to hang on." Please don't die! "I need to get some help but since you're the doctor..." Fuck me. "I need to get someone else ( ... )

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kaeli_whyte April 5 2012, 00:31:42 UTC

Summer has been lovely. I hadn't realized how much I missed the fresh air and grass between my toes until that first warm spring day. Every day since reminds me of the first. They keep getting better and better.

Anushka is dancing in my dreams tonight, laughing and free. I can't not join her, not when she's taking my hands. No burns, just warmth and grass and free-- Ouch. I wince, at the sharp pain.

Not laughing now, she kisses the top of my head, "We'll dance again, precious," she whispers, slipping away ( ... )

iago_excolo April 5 2012, 01:24:51 UTC

In the dim light, I spy a shadowed figure moving towards me at a brisk pace. Perhaps Underhill had a partner, someone to cover his ass and they're only just arriving now. I don't give a shit. No one's getting in my way tonight and I continue forward, staggering only occasionally. As the figure comes closer, I realize my fears are unfounded because I recognize who it is almost immediately.

"Kaeli!" I slow down as I catch up to her. Last time we met, she was quite displeased with me but it's been some time. Perhaps she's forgotten. That would be convenient, and if the rumors about her are true then she might be able to do better than I ever could. "Lucien's dying, over there." I point frantically down the road. "Can you help him? We need to hurry!"

kaeli_whyte April 5 2012, 02:01:12 UTC

I barely have time to recognize who it is running toward me, I'm a little relieved when I hear my name called out.

"Kaeli!"

Oh.. its him. He stinks of some drink I don't recognize. I shake my head more patiently than I really feel, "Mr. Ferdis, I don't have time..." "Lucien's dying, over there. Can you help him? We need to hurry!"

"Dying?" It feels like the world just flipped. I run, in the direction Iago pointed, down the street, past, around buildings until I feel grass beneath my feet.

Almost jump from my skin at the roar that rips through the air. A storm of fire so strong I trip and fall to my knees.

Marbas?

Marbas. Maybe he's helping Lu.... I look up, through bleary eyes I see him standing there, doing nothing"Help HIM!" I yell, stumbling my way to Lucien. He's not breathing. NO, Gods, nonononono ( ... )

marbasthefallen April 5 2012, 02:24:18 UTC

I feel her before I see her, the spark of pure light running through the dark.

"Help HIM!" Kaeli shouts at me, all but falling on top of him.

"I cannot. My Lord knew I would want to, and has forbade it. It is no longer my place to heal..."

Look at the poor, dead wretch at my feet.

"And it is no longer his. Mores the pity..." Shake my head, there is more I could say, maybe more I want to, but I can feel my Lady and My CeCe calling to me.

"I am sorry, healer." And it is truth. Without another word, I launch myself into the night.

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