Re: Christine ( \oO.Oo/ )
Her shot at the man behind her, who had been nothing but kind, was direct, and crippling, the needle entering his eye which caused him to scream in pain, before Ginny, who had stayed out of this the entire time, moved to do the rest, grabbing Christine's head forcefully and staring into her eyes. An immense sense of calm came over Christine almost immediately.
*Well Done. Now I have to heal that. You've made hours of work for me you little shit. All you had to do was calm your tits and think like a human. A race I am quickly losing patience with here in this Miserable fucking realm I'm stuck in. We'll talk about this fully Later.* she said, the power of her mental voice staggering before the sedative kicked in, her last thought being the older man behind her clawing at the syringe, buried in his eye. She could have very well killed him. And situation or not, the best she could look at now? Was going to Prison.
Even in self defense, she could be sued into oblivion for crippling him. At best, life in an insane asylum, at worst, 25 years in prison. Those were her thoughts as it sank in to what she had done.
She awoke slowly, groggy and sore, naked, and in the straightjacket, straps on her ankles and to the jacket's shoulders holding her down in bed while Ginny and several nurses fussed over her, one fiddling with an I.V. and another checking her vitals before noticing she was coming around, both looking at Ginny for a chance to flee. She nodded and they did.
Nurses say your healthy. Well done. And thanks to you, I spent two hours healing Shawn, that Man you stabbed in the eye. If I had only been human, he'd have died. A man doing his job trying to help, that's all he is. And you nearly murdered him rather then calming down. Ginny said, sitting in her chair, a pair of impressive horns framing her own head now, and a tail much like Helena's lashing around.
When we're done here, you're getting back in that pod, and you're bringing Helena back here through it. Or so help me I will find a way to make you regret it, no matter how many centuries it takes. 45 years I've been stuck in this world with lousy food, no real energy, barely enough magic to sustain myself, and having to use this place, this EGG facility to feed, since so many of you humans here Die the moment we actually try to feed here. There's so little magic in this particular version of Earth that it's truly mind blowing. How Helena escaped I have no idea, just like I wasn't sure 300 years ago, and just like I still don't know, since she wont give me that spell. And so help me on your very soul you will bring her here to me so I can have it, or I'll rip your mind to pieces. she seethed, letting her full anger at Helena come to bare.
How. I still don't understand How this world is such a sinkhole. I've been in space, hell, even a purgatory dimension that barely fall within reason, and Never have I been in a place so devoid of actual power, then in this one, where technology has actually evolved to completely take it's place. You have no real gods here, no astral plane, no hell, Nothing. it's like being stuck in the backwaters of the multiverse with no way out. And not for lack of trying! I'd use the damned pods! But I can't! Demons overload them entirely, they burn out, blow out. So, I had a special one built, one that instead, would send a tester as close to Helena as I could figure, and that alone is a feat and a half. bet you would never have guessed that Terra is the one powering it. she continued, apparently too angry to stop talking, before abruptly shutting up, and using her fingers to rub her temples.
Look. I had the jacket and everything ready because the Last time Helena ran into someone I'd told to keep an eye out, she'd sent them back with no memories. Another trick she's picked up I still can't figure out. Am I frustrated? Absolutely, unbelievably so. But I just want to go home. That place... That miserable place. Still miles worse then this one. Like an actual cosmic trap. But when we got out, When Helena figured out that spell, or ritual, or whatever the fuck it was, I wasn't there to share in it. I'm grateful she pulled me free of it with her and many of our friends, but it meant I was tied to her until she either decided to share it, Or until we got around to getting back, which never happened. I lost my patience, despite her intelligence, she's a bit of an airhead. Complete Ditz at times, but she's Lucky, and that's all she's ever really needed. So I tried to steal it, tried to trick her out of it, and I got stuck here. And rather then risk anything else, she Left me here. She hasn't come back, hasn't communicated in any way. I think she's scared I'll try and bind her, It's something she's always been paranoid about, ever since she went from Human, to what she is now. Help me go home. That's all I want, angry as I am I don't want a fight, especially one I don't think I'll win, and we can just go our seperate ways, her and I, and be done with eachother. We have eternity to do it. She's soft with you, open. You remind her of herself when she was a Tester. That portrait in the lobby was put up when we wound up all trapped from our different worlds in a place so outright miserable I refuse to mention it's name. It has a way of reaching out, taking things. Keeping them there. And for someone who will likely live forever if they're not killed, well... that's a terrifying prospect. She was taken, EGG pod and all, and she was human again. Again I helped her become more then that. But for her, it was all like someone had just flipped her world on it's ear. Everyone in this world from what I gathered when I came back assumed she'd been killed in an accident, gas explosion or some such, and her family took up the funding until the storm blew over. That's what she looked like as a human. She was... Tempting, she had this vitality around her that caught my attention. Frantic and Intelligent and Determined. So quick to flow from one emotion to the next. Some people never live. I think in her own way she lives for all of them. Like some kind of Cosmic Balancing Attempt. Ginny continued, sounding far calmer now after her outburst.
She's unpredictable, she has a monstrous temper, but... She's always been true to her friends. Whoever they are, and she makes them quickly enough. You can likely trust her to a point. But I'll bet you anything at all, that she's going to be exceptionally friendly with you. You're a reminder of who she used to be, a ghost straight out her past. She picks up strays so easily and I've never seen her hurt one. She said finally, reaching over to carefully undo the buckles. Just... Tell her to let me go home. Convince her, somehow. I can't reach out like you can. I wont hold her interest like you will. And much as I hate to admit it, and believe me.... I really do. She's likely stronger then I am now. And I have no idea how much. She finished, Christine now able to slip the jacket if she wanted, do whatever. But Helena's offer from before sang in her ears while she listened to Ginny likely dump all her pent up frustrations onto another soul for the first time in decades.
There was every possibility Ginny here would force her if she had to, to send some kind of message. But Christine had no idea what or how. The ball was in her hands it seemed. Caught between 2 demons and 2 worlds.
