Post by kangaroo cry on Aug 30, 2007 13:34:30 GMT -5
Ooc; Hopefully. We don't want them to be fighting throughout the whole thing... Though it would make things interesting. I think Julieann's character would dislike Fel a lot...
IC: Raine watched the two of them take off, and she began to tap her foot impatiently, crossing her arms. ‘They really shouldn’t be running around this place… Raine thought. 'Technically they’re breaching security. They’re not allowed in here unless they’re with me. That reminds me… I have to talk to Belinda.’
She spun around, looking for her tall white hair… Once she found it, she stalked off towards it.
Belinda wasn’t old, as you would assume with her white hair. She was very tall, with thin black-framed glasses. Her hair was cut boyishly short. She sat in a chair, her back to the world. She was looking up at a huge, larger than life screen that was currently blank.
She spun in her swivel chair, facing Raine. “You’ve returned.” She said. Her eyes were golden colored, reflecting the fluorescent light in the room. Her hands were folded and placed in her lap.
Raine nodded, putting one hand on her hip. Her eyes pierced Belinda’s lighter ones. Raine didn’t bow or nod her head respectively at Belinda, like you were suppoused to.
Belinda’s calm features twisted into a scowl. “One of these days you’ll learn your place, child. Your superiority and overconfidence will not help you in the end. You’ll learn to bow to me, to all higher than you.”
The features on Raine’s face twisted as well, but the other way. A smirk shone on her face instead of a scowl. “I don’t think myself superior, Belinda. I merely refuse to think myself inferior.”
The scowl became more eminent in Belinda’s features, but she turned her head away and spun the chair so her back was facing Raine again. “Did you succeed?” She asked.
Raine’s smirk became more eminent as well. “But of course. I even went beyond your mission statement…” Raine said, trying to pass off Fel as “beyond” her mission.
Just then Gerand and Fel appeared on her sides. Belinda spun around, badly concealing the shock in her face. “Who is this intruder?” She asked, her eyes probing Fel.
Raine stepped forward, talking before Fel had a chance, worried of what he’d say. He woulc very easily piss Belinda off. “He’s no one you need to be concerned of. But he’s staying with me.”
The two girls held a heated stare for more than a minute, no one daring to speak. Finally Belinda sighed and backed down, and spun her chair around again. “Fine… But I’m keeping an eye on him. Praxley, Ramone, come and take these two for eye scans.”
Raine turned away as well, ready to follow them off for the painful procedure that would allow them to get into the building without breaching security. However, Belinda spoke again. “Where do you think you’re going? You are not finished here, my dearest.”
Turning back slowly, Raine waited for her to say more.
“You need to head back to that…barbaric food restaurant you insisted we hide the amras in.” Belinda said, grimacing. “You’ll be staying the night there and guarding it. Someone should meet you there in the morning, accompanied by the two you brought in today, for further planning.”
“The- the morning? I-“ Raine started to complain, ready to present her case.
“I have some things I must talk to these two about…”
The gleam in Belinda’s eye told Raine to back down. But Raine disobeyed, she didn’t give up. She knew very well that Belinda meant more than to “talk” to Gerand and Fel. “I can brief them better than you, Belinda! Let me do it! Let them accompany me! You can’t-“
Belinda’s eyes flickered to the right momentarily. One of the guards she had called forward to take Gerand and Fel for eye scans pointed his fist, which was concealing a small object, at Raine and pressed his thumb down.
Green lights flashed in the room. A sudden, excruciating pain shot up Raine’s spine and spread out through her body. She fought the numbing feeling taking over her. “N-n..” She whimpered, in a poor attempt to cry out. The pain was pulsing through her like blood, shutting down her body. Her lungs felt like they were shrinking, and Raine tried to gasp in breaths. She clenched her teeth and shut her eyes, her hands clenched in tight fists at her sides as she desperately tried to fight off the pain that was threatening to take her over.
Belinda did not look satisfied. She looked at the guard who had caused this and he pressed whatever he was holding again.
A new burst of pain flowed through her, pumping through her like blood again. But this time it was like there was too much blood in Raine, too much for her to handle. She felt that her skin would rip apart at the seams, actually wished it would happen to let out all of the extra blood she thought she had… Raine lifted her head as her mouth opened in a silent scream. But she fought the scream. She couldn’t give up, give Belinda that satisfaction of knowing her pain. Her nerves were screaming, screaming. Telling her to rip herself apart, rip off her own limbs, rip out her heart, rip out the pain… All of her limbs went numb and she wasn’t even sure she was standing anymore. The green kept flashing, muffled by patches of purple she was sure was her hair. “S-stop…” she managed to whisper, but she wasn’t sure if it was inside her head or not. Raine wrapped her arms around her waist, crossing them and holding onto herself in an attempt to keep herself together, as she felt she was tearing apart. She felt herself shaking violently, like she was having many convulsions, all of them fading into one another… She could hear voices, far away buzzes that weren’t audible to her. The bussing became louder and louder until all Raine felt was the cold emptiness, the blackness consuming her, taking pain’s place…
---(flashback/memory/SOMETHING!)
She tried to open her eyes but they wouldn’t open. She began to struggle, wanting to open her eyes, wanting to see.
“What? What color did you say her hair was?”
“P-purple, sir.”
There was a long pause.
“Purple, you say?”
“Y-yes.”
“Sh*t, that’s not good. Boss said something about that… Didn’t he say it was a… a sign, or something…?”
Raine continued to struggle. People were talking about her, she was sure of it! She was the only person she had ever met or seen with purple hair… But where was she? What was happening? Confusion spread over her like a warm blanket.
“Ugh, would you make it shut up?” One of the voices from before said, hitting her. Raine continued to twitch and move, wanting desperately to see. Then she felt something prick her and she floated away.
The last thing she could be sure she heard was, “Boss is gonna have our hides! He said that uniquely colored hair born of a child in a bad situation was a good omen! For the parents and the kid, at least. But a bad one for us. What are we…?” And then things drifted off.
--- (End)
There was a bright light shining somewhere. Shining too brightly, Raine wished she could turn it off. She realized her eyes were open, that she could open them now. She blinked and her surroundings came back to her in a flash.
Raine was on the floor of the base. She was curled up in the fetal position, her arms still wrapped around herself. Her hair was splashed across her face, her bangs sticking to her forehead. She was cold and sweating, her body numb and refusing to answer her when she told it to move. Her lungs heaved, drinking in cool deep breaths. She was shaking lightly, but not from being cold. She stared blindly ahead, looking but not seeing.
She laid there for a moment, listening to her own lonely heartbeat and feeling the blood, her normal blood, pump through her. When the numbness and shakiness subsided a bit she moved to sit up, pushing against the floor with one hand.
The first thing she saw was Belinda’s cold stare, gazing at her. “Good morning, sleepyhead. Finally going to join us?”
Raine moved faster, trying to stand up and fake normality. But it was a lie, all a lie. Raine’s body ached. Every muscle felt as if it had been over used to the point of breaking. She forced herself onto her clammy feet, unable to stand. She stood at her typical height for only a moment before her legs betrayed her, and gave up and she collapsed to the ground, breathing heavier if possible. She was screaming at herself in her mind, yelling at herself for being so weak. It wasn’t like this strange phenomenon hadn’t happened to her before…
But as much as she yelled to herself, her body continued to heave weakly, still on the ground. Then she closed her eyes, closed out everything else, and forced herself to her feet. She wouldn’t let her legs betray her again. She stood at her short height, staring up at Belinda with her most intense stare.
Belinda stared back for only a moment, and then stood up and started to walk back and forth in front of Raine. “Ah, you always amaze me, dear. Such emotion radiating off you after…that.”
Raine chose to ignore her, partly because she wasn’t sure what her voice would sound like. She vaguely wondered if her eyes were bloodshot.
“Well, get going. The haven of the savages calls to you…” and with that she turned and strode into the shadows.
Raine stared blindly at where Belinda had just been. Then she turned towards the exit and walked out, at an abnormal pace-like limp, staring ahead still. Her hair still clung to her face, shadowing her eyes. She was vaguely reminded of Gerand and Fel as she passed them, but she ignored the two. If they were saying something she wasn’t sure. She blocked out everything except walking, which she did very painstakingly. It took all of her concentration to stumble out those front doors, into the elevator, and out into the street.
Once she was out of everyone’s sight and she was sure of it, Raine collapsed on the cold ground, covering her face with her hands. Her body lurched with sobs, as if she were crying. But Raine’s eyes were dry. Her body was reacting to that mysterious pain, beyond her control. She couldn’t stop herself, and that’s what annoyed her the most. She lay there for a while, not caring if the police found her.
IC: Raine watched the two of them take off, and she began to tap her foot impatiently, crossing her arms. ‘They really shouldn’t be running around this place… Raine thought. 'Technically they’re breaching security. They’re not allowed in here unless they’re with me. That reminds me… I have to talk to Belinda.’
She spun around, looking for her tall white hair… Once she found it, she stalked off towards it.
Belinda wasn’t old, as you would assume with her white hair. She was very tall, with thin black-framed glasses. Her hair was cut boyishly short. She sat in a chair, her back to the world. She was looking up at a huge, larger than life screen that was currently blank.
She spun in her swivel chair, facing Raine. “You’ve returned.” She said. Her eyes were golden colored, reflecting the fluorescent light in the room. Her hands were folded and placed in her lap.
Raine nodded, putting one hand on her hip. Her eyes pierced Belinda’s lighter ones. Raine didn’t bow or nod her head respectively at Belinda, like you were suppoused to.
Belinda’s calm features twisted into a scowl. “One of these days you’ll learn your place, child. Your superiority and overconfidence will not help you in the end. You’ll learn to bow to me, to all higher than you.”
The features on Raine’s face twisted as well, but the other way. A smirk shone on her face instead of a scowl. “I don’t think myself superior, Belinda. I merely refuse to think myself inferior.”
The scowl became more eminent in Belinda’s features, but she turned her head away and spun the chair so her back was facing Raine again. “Did you succeed?” She asked.
Raine’s smirk became more eminent as well. “But of course. I even went beyond your mission statement…” Raine said, trying to pass off Fel as “beyond” her mission.
Just then Gerand and Fel appeared on her sides. Belinda spun around, badly concealing the shock in her face. “Who is this intruder?” She asked, her eyes probing Fel.
Raine stepped forward, talking before Fel had a chance, worried of what he’d say. He woulc very easily piss Belinda off. “He’s no one you need to be concerned of. But he’s staying with me.”
The two girls held a heated stare for more than a minute, no one daring to speak. Finally Belinda sighed and backed down, and spun her chair around again. “Fine… But I’m keeping an eye on him. Praxley, Ramone, come and take these two for eye scans.”
Raine turned away as well, ready to follow them off for the painful procedure that would allow them to get into the building without breaching security. However, Belinda spoke again. “Where do you think you’re going? You are not finished here, my dearest.”
Turning back slowly, Raine waited for her to say more.
“You need to head back to that…barbaric food restaurant you insisted we hide the amras in.” Belinda said, grimacing. “You’ll be staying the night there and guarding it. Someone should meet you there in the morning, accompanied by the two you brought in today, for further planning.”
“The- the morning? I-“ Raine started to complain, ready to present her case.
“I have some things I must talk to these two about…”
The gleam in Belinda’s eye told Raine to back down. But Raine disobeyed, she didn’t give up. She knew very well that Belinda meant more than to “talk” to Gerand and Fel. “I can brief them better than you, Belinda! Let me do it! Let them accompany me! You can’t-“
Belinda’s eyes flickered to the right momentarily. One of the guards she had called forward to take Gerand and Fel for eye scans pointed his fist, which was concealing a small object, at Raine and pressed his thumb down.
Green lights flashed in the room. A sudden, excruciating pain shot up Raine’s spine and spread out through her body. She fought the numbing feeling taking over her. “N-n..” She whimpered, in a poor attempt to cry out. The pain was pulsing through her like blood, shutting down her body. Her lungs felt like they were shrinking, and Raine tried to gasp in breaths. She clenched her teeth and shut her eyes, her hands clenched in tight fists at her sides as she desperately tried to fight off the pain that was threatening to take her over.
Belinda did not look satisfied. She looked at the guard who had caused this and he pressed whatever he was holding again.
A new burst of pain flowed through her, pumping through her like blood again. But this time it was like there was too much blood in Raine, too much for her to handle. She felt that her skin would rip apart at the seams, actually wished it would happen to let out all of the extra blood she thought she had… Raine lifted her head as her mouth opened in a silent scream. But she fought the scream. She couldn’t give up, give Belinda that satisfaction of knowing her pain. Her nerves were screaming, screaming. Telling her to rip herself apart, rip off her own limbs, rip out her heart, rip out the pain… All of her limbs went numb and she wasn’t even sure she was standing anymore. The green kept flashing, muffled by patches of purple she was sure was her hair. “S-stop…” she managed to whisper, but she wasn’t sure if it was inside her head or not. Raine wrapped her arms around her waist, crossing them and holding onto herself in an attempt to keep herself together, as she felt she was tearing apart. She felt herself shaking violently, like she was having many convulsions, all of them fading into one another… She could hear voices, far away buzzes that weren’t audible to her. The bussing became louder and louder until all Raine felt was the cold emptiness, the blackness consuming her, taking pain’s place…
---(flashback/memory/SOMETHING!)
She tried to open her eyes but they wouldn’t open. She began to struggle, wanting to open her eyes, wanting to see.
“What? What color did you say her hair was?”
“P-purple, sir.”
There was a long pause.
“Purple, you say?”
“Y-yes.”
“Sh*t, that’s not good. Boss said something about that… Didn’t he say it was a… a sign, or something…?”
Raine continued to struggle. People were talking about her, she was sure of it! She was the only person she had ever met or seen with purple hair… But where was she? What was happening? Confusion spread over her like a warm blanket.
“Ugh, would you make it shut up?” One of the voices from before said, hitting her. Raine continued to twitch and move, wanting desperately to see. Then she felt something prick her and she floated away.
The last thing she could be sure she heard was, “Boss is gonna have our hides! He said that uniquely colored hair born of a child in a bad situation was a good omen! For the parents and the kid, at least. But a bad one for us. What are we…?” And then things drifted off.
--- (End)
There was a bright light shining somewhere. Shining too brightly, Raine wished she could turn it off. She realized her eyes were open, that she could open them now. She blinked and her surroundings came back to her in a flash.
Raine was on the floor of the base. She was curled up in the fetal position, her arms still wrapped around herself. Her hair was splashed across her face, her bangs sticking to her forehead. She was cold and sweating, her body numb and refusing to answer her when she told it to move. Her lungs heaved, drinking in cool deep breaths. She was shaking lightly, but not from being cold. She stared blindly ahead, looking but not seeing.
She laid there for a moment, listening to her own lonely heartbeat and feeling the blood, her normal blood, pump through her. When the numbness and shakiness subsided a bit she moved to sit up, pushing against the floor with one hand.
The first thing she saw was Belinda’s cold stare, gazing at her. “Good morning, sleepyhead. Finally going to join us?”
Raine moved faster, trying to stand up and fake normality. But it was a lie, all a lie. Raine’s body ached. Every muscle felt as if it had been over used to the point of breaking. She forced herself onto her clammy feet, unable to stand. She stood at her typical height for only a moment before her legs betrayed her, and gave up and she collapsed to the ground, breathing heavier if possible. She was screaming at herself in her mind, yelling at herself for being so weak. It wasn’t like this strange phenomenon hadn’t happened to her before…
But as much as she yelled to herself, her body continued to heave weakly, still on the ground. Then she closed her eyes, closed out everything else, and forced herself to her feet. She wouldn’t let her legs betray her again. She stood at her short height, staring up at Belinda with her most intense stare.
Belinda stared back for only a moment, and then stood up and started to walk back and forth in front of Raine. “Ah, you always amaze me, dear. Such emotion radiating off you after…that.”
Raine chose to ignore her, partly because she wasn’t sure what her voice would sound like. She vaguely wondered if her eyes were bloodshot.
“Well, get going. The haven of the savages calls to you…” and with that she turned and strode into the shadows.
Raine stared blindly at where Belinda had just been. Then she turned towards the exit and walked out, at an abnormal pace-like limp, staring ahead still. Her hair still clung to her face, shadowing her eyes. She was vaguely reminded of Gerand and Fel as she passed them, but she ignored the two. If they were saying something she wasn’t sure. She blocked out everything except walking, which she did very painstakingly. It took all of her concentration to stumble out those front doors, into the elevator, and out into the street.
Once she was out of everyone’s sight and she was sure of it, Raine collapsed on the cold ground, covering her face with her hands. Her body lurched with sobs, as if she were crying. But Raine’s eyes were dry. Her body was reacting to that mysterious pain, beyond her control. She couldn’t stop herself, and that’s what annoyed her the most. She lay there for a while, not caring if the police found her.