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Post by V on Nov 6, 2014 7:16:22 GMT -6
He watchedthe tape, once, twice, three times, it made sense to put a body onto Bathory, she was the goal and the key to too much for some of these plans and well He needed answers , so whilst Lillith was busy playing the blame game, here he was just walking.
She was easy to find, follow the coffee, ah yes..There's the Tail, as expected watching her and not watching the road, or him.
Disappear little rabbit, disappear.
Just another tragic road accident, let her see you, and let the questions begin.
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Post by Bathory on Nov 6, 2014 18:36:31 GMT -6
It wasn't the sound of the brakes that tore her attention from her phone. She was waiting at a street vendor for a fresh cup when she heard the thud.
No it wasn't a thud it was a crash followed by cracking. Particularly bones cracking and than the brakes. The screams were shrieking as she looked up to see red painting the street.
Horrified for a moment until she noticed the mask staring at her, a mask she had seen in the halls of Static. Once they made eye contact he turned and started walking away from the commotion.
And in classic Bathory fashion she acted before she thought. Following him to a point where no one else could hear them... not like they would care with a dead body.
"I've seen you... are you following me?"
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Post by V on Nov 7, 2014 6:37:05 GMT -6
He sat down on the motorcycle, exactly where he left it even as the head cocked to one side.
"Not Today Bathory Blud, Today I have questions for you."
And there, the hardest card to play had been, even as the cold impassive features of the mask stayed watching her. |
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Post by Bathory on Nov 7, 2014 10:26:42 GMT -6
She knew the voice and she recognized the bike, or at least the style. There may have been a few joy rides in her past.
She didn't walk closer, even though their last encounter ended nicely.. or at least she thought it did.
"Valentine? What the hell is going-"
She cut herself off, he said he had questions and something told her it was best to just let him ask..
"I probably don't want to know... What's your question?"
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Post by V on Nov 7, 2014 16:55:32 GMT -6
The Mask slowly came off, laid to one side, so she could seethe finality of the change, even though the smile was there the voice just asked.
"Jack, Brooklyn ...Tell me Everything"
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Post by Bathory on Nov 7, 2014 22:33:25 GMT -6
That was one hell of a question...
"Pick a new fucking question." Her tone was sharp and abrasive with a hint of irritation. That was not something she had any urge to dive back into, she was finally back to normal.
No pills, no reoccurring nightmares, nothing in her life involved Brooklyn besides wrestling and even that was at a minimal.
And now here's a guy from her past asking about the one thing she wanted to forget more than anything in the world.
"Please."
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Post by V on Nov 8, 2014 5:56:30 GMT -6
The response was firm, resolute and tinged with no cruelty.
"No, I've done you many kindnesses Bathory, The nightmares won't come back..I know you too well, You have your brothers and your lover and your safe , happy ending.. My Path is different, If I had any other questions of you I would ask, but I must ask this , You see People still watch you Bathory even if you don't see, this needs to end, to end ...I must follow the path, and the door is locked by the key your answers hold."
A long Pause and the he manages to smile.
"And then, like Magic..I'll be gone, but my ghost will remain." |
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Post by Bathory on Nov 8, 2014 6:39:03 GMT -6
Yes she had support, but how did she explain this particular encounter with them? Would she even have to if it turned out to be just questions... wait a minute.
"Following me?... Like that guy that just?" His face answered her question, the calm, chiseled features slowly nodded as she leaned against a building. A wave a shock and disbelief as she shook her head.
Fine, here we go.
"I'm sure you already know about the abduction." Calling it a kidnapping made her sound childish. "Most of it was televised, and after Blair found me things were calm to a point. Lilith... everyone really stepped in and made a wall for me till I was ready to face the world again.
And things kept quiet for about a year... I was separated from Blair and working with Damien when I met him. A little night club fling, his name was Allen and we had a no strings attached sorta deal going on.
What was supposed to be a one night stand turned into a few night stands that turned into a couple months of meeting at my hotel room... It was nice, someone who I thought didn't know me as the Baby Raine or as Mrs. Blud... At least that's what I thought. But he started to become... clingy, I guess is the best way to describe it.
I moved hotels and Nero let me use her name, I had lied and given him my middle name as my actual name. But he showed up, called me Bathory and I panicked... I was too ashamed of the third degree from Hayden or Lilith so I turned to Nero for help. I told her I had a stalker and I didn't know what to do.
She said she would look into him and a couple days later I got a phone call... she said she'd take care of it.
I didn't even know it was Jack until later, Brooklyn and Eddie knew... Cross knew... and I would guess that Nero found too... that's how I found out the guy I had slept with was one of the people who tortured me and tried to drown me.
And I had to smile, knowing that the 2nd call from Nero saying I'd never see him again was about Jack. Finally getting what he deserved... At least I would assume that's how she handled the situation... I never asked, I just trusted what she said was true..."
Tears were building up in her eyes as she shook her head again, closing her eyes a moment to take it all in. She hadn't said it all out loud in a long time.
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Post by V on Nov 8, 2014 6:48:40 GMT -6
He just nodded and said with a slow rolling tone.
"Thank You Bathory."
He patted her shoulder and the mask slowly wet back on his face even as he started the Engine the mask looking at her again even as he said.
"You want nothing of the storm that is coming Bathory...And If anyone asks, nobody didn't put me up to this, as a fact...Nobody knows I am here, what I do I do for my current client ..and..As a favour for what I failed to do in the past...All debts are paid. "
He inclines his head and pats her shoulder before the hand dips back down and passes her a brown paper bag, with coffee and a bagel in it.
"Do not look for me..For you'll find I simply am ..not...there"
And with that, he's true to his word, as crazy as it sounded, the bike wheeling away to leave her..Alone with her thoughts and that sense that there really was a storm headed -somebody's- Direction. |
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Post by Bathory on Nov 8, 2014 16:03:49 GMT -6
Looking for him after what just happened was the last thing on her mind... she waited till he was out of sight to look in the bag.
A cup of coffee and a blueberry bagel... exactly what she stepped out of line for when the car accident happened. She was being followed, at least enough for him to know her order. She grabbed the cup and started walking out of the alley.
Grabbing her phone she called him, hearing his voice made her glow, a smile ear to ear. "Hey... yea everything's fine. I love you... will you do me a favor?... Can I talk to our daughter? "
She wasn't going to look for V or for the ghosts of her past. Why he wanted to know.. none of that. She was going to tell her family she loved them, go see Damien at a shoot and go home.
Very simple and uneventful... just what she wanted.
Like V said, a happy ending.
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