Diplomatic Immunity--Preface: Vasha's Discovery

[Rystil Arden]

*When Vasha enters the room, Zythryd snarls, his face contorting again in pure hatred as he rushes at Vasha again to strangle her.*

*Once again, Alyz stops him in his tracks.*

"Vasha, I think he wants to kill you, not use you for pleasure..."

 

[Bront]

"He wanted revenge. When he repurchaced Vrymiin, he used her as a servant. I had hoped that I could appease him as a servant till you could heal him. I worry that perhaps now he's putting you in danger, and I don't want that."

Vasha ponders "Bertram spoke of someone who was able to heal Gralas, some of the Mojiin were able to. Perhaps they could help, or Bertram can help."

"Alyz, if I'm not helping, then perhaps I had best hide myself away here for a while."

 

[Rystil Arden]

"Yes, I know the Mojiin of whom you speak. It won't be able to help Zythryd. I fear that the only thing that would fix him is a full Psychic Chirurgery, and only the most powerful Dragonlords can perform that, so it's going to be immensely tricky."

 

[Bront]

"Well, we can do what we can to make him comfortable untill then. But I think he needs to stay here and hidden, since he seems to have figured you out." Vasha's tone is becoming almost monotone, her eyes starting to glaze over a bit, as he continues to repress her feelings.

 

[Rystil Arden]

"You are right about that...My thought is to use a modify memory on him and then bring him to someone who can perform a Psychic Chirurgery and complain that the way they twisted his mind makes my methods of questioning ineffective, requesting that they 'reset' him, so to speak, so that I can try too. What do you think?"

 

[Bront]

Vasha nods "That might be best. I hope that it does not cause any personal harm. In addition, perhaps you can convince them that this has all been a simple illusion you and I used to try to get him to talk. It was a brilliant idea," she says, replacing her lenses and changing her hair red, "to try to make him think that I was Vasha."

 

[Rystil Arden]

*Alyz replaces her beautiful bejeweled dress and tiara as well as her sneer before moving up to Zythryd and pressing her hand against his forehead.*

"That's too risky. I'm going to rewrite his memories since reaching here, just in case...Actually, That gives me an idea. If we put a programmed amnesia on certain portions of his memory, we could claim that the amnesia was something he did to protect the needed information on Vasha, and they'd need to do a Psychic Chirurgery to remove the amnesia. What do you think?"

 

[Bront]

She nods "That sounds like a good plan. I'm going to go, so you can make the nessessary arangements. Unless you need me for something more...."

 

[Rystil Arden]

"No, I'll do my best to take care of it for you. You've been through a lot today..."

 

[Bront]

Vasha nods and walks out in a daze. She sort of heads towards her room, though in her daze, she takes a rather round about way, realy only looking straight ahead of her. A few tears run down her face and cheek, but she doesn't seem to notice. She enters her room and heads immediately for the bed, where she curls up in a ball, hugging her knees, and staring off into the distance as tears occasionaly run out of her eyes.