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<blockquote data-quote="Drusilia Nailo" data-source="post: 622101" data-attributes="member: 2062"><p>Consciousness. Her eyes flew open as she heard a man screaming in terrible pain on the other side of the door. As she tried to remember what happened, her drug-fogged mind noticed that she was covered in sweat, and that the room had a lingering smell of vomit in it. Poisoned, she realized, as her mind cleared somewhat. She'd been poisoned. With tremendous effort, she tried to sit up, but fell weakly back against her pillow.</p><p> </p><p>Kennic poked his head into the room, his face unnaturally pale. His eyes were wide, and very, very worried. When he saw Dru looking at him, his eyes suddenly moistened, before he hastily wiped them with the back of his hand. Over his shoulder, he said, "Sir, she's awake."</p><p> </p><p>The screaming suddenly stopped, and Dru winced as she heard the sound of a body hitting the floor. Papa strode into the room, his arms covered in red gore up past the elbows. His eyes had a wild, crazed look to them, and he crouched beside her. </p><p> </p><p>"Drusilia." That one word had enough emotion in it that he didn't need to say any more.</p><p> </p><p>"Papa," mumbled Dru through numbed lips. She had never seen his emotions that high before. </p><p> </p><p>He smoothed her hair back from where it was plastered to her forehead, leaving sticky red in the wake of his hand. "The fever's broken," he said to Kennic, all business again. "She's going to live."</p><p> </p><p>Only Dru saw him close his eyes after he said that, and she understood that this must have been a very close call for her. "How long... have I been out?"</p><p> </p><p>"Two days," said Kennic, from behind Papa somewhere. His voice was ragged, and she could guess that neither man had gotten any rest the entire time.</p><p> </p><p>Papa leaned down, smoothing her hair again. "I just found out who wanted you poisoned. He's a small time human gang leader.... has aspirations to be much more. He goes by the name of Merck."</p><p> </p><p>Dru looked at Papa's bloodied hands, having no doubts about how he had "just found out" this information. "Stupid b*****d," she muttered groggily.</p><p> </p><p>"Indeed," said Papa. "I will need to make an example of him, of course, and so will you. You will come with me to utterly destroy him and his."</p><p> </p><p>Dru started to sit up again.</p><p> </p><p>Papa pushed her back down gently. "Not now," he said. "But as soon as you have recovered. But you have my promise that he will be thoroughly punished."</p><p> </p><p>Kennic came up behind Papa, and held a mug out to Dru. "Drink this. I don't think the poison's completely out of your system yet."</p><p> </p><p>"Why did he do that?" Dru was completely shocked. She had never hurt this Merck, or any of his people. She drank the medicine obediently, and then lay her head back on the pillow.</p><p> </p><p>Papa snorted. "Because you're mine," he said. "You need to start building up a reputation anyway, so it might as well be now that we strike him."</p><p> </p><p>Dru closed her eyes, suddenly exhausted again. "So no one will try it again," she murmured, sensing that the darkness was going to take her again, and soon. She felt Papa gather her up into his strong arms and hold her tightly against his chest, something that he hadn't done since she was really small. The world was safe once more, and she could rest.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Drusilia Nailo, post: 622101, member: 2062"] Consciousness. Her eyes flew open as she heard a man screaming in terrible pain on the other side of the door. As she tried to remember what happened, her drug-fogged mind noticed that she was covered in sweat, and that the room had a lingering smell of vomit in it. Poisoned, she realized, as her mind cleared somewhat. She'd been poisoned. With tremendous effort, she tried to sit up, but fell weakly back against her pillow. Kennic poked his head into the room, his face unnaturally pale. His eyes were wide, and very, very worried. When he saw Dru looking at him, his eyes suddenly moistened, before he hastily wiped them with the back of his hand. Over his shoulder, he said, "Sir, she's awake." The screaming suddenly stopped, and Dru winced as she heard the sound of a body hitting the floor. Papa strode into the room, his arms covered in red gore up past the elbows. His eyes had a wild, crazed look to them, and he crouched beside her. "Drusilia." That one word had enough emotion in it that he didn't need to say any more. "Papa," mumbled Dru through numbed lips. She had never seen his emotions that high before. He smoothed her hair back from where it was plastered to her forehead, leaving sticky red in the wake of his hand. "The fever's broken," he said to Kennic, all business again. "She's going to live." Only Dru saw him close his eyes after he said that, and she understood that this must have been a very close call for her. "How long... have I been out?" "Two days," said Kennic, from behind Papa somewhere. His voice was ragged, and she could guess that neither man had gotten any rest the entire time. Papa leaned down, smoothing her hair again. "I just found out who wanted you poisoned. He's a small time human gang leader.... has aspirations to be much more. He goes by the name of Merck." Dru looked at Papa's bloodied hands, having no doubts about how he had "just found out" this information. "Stupid b*****d," she muttered groggily. "Indeed," said Papa. "I will need to make an example of him, of course, and so will you. You will come with me to utterly destroy him and his." Dru started to sit up again. Papa pushed her back down gently. "Not now," he said. "But as soon as you have recovered. But you have my promise that he will be thoroughly punished." Kennic came up behind Papa, and held a mug out to Dru. "Drink this. I don't think the poison's completely out of your system yet." "Why did he do that?" Dru was completely shocked. She had never hurt this Merck, or any of his people. She drank the medicine obediently, and then lay her head back on the pillow. Papa snorted. "Because you're mine," he said. "You need to start building up a reputation anyway, so it might as well be now that we strike him." Dru closed her eyes, suddenly exhausted again. "So no one will try it again," she murmured, sensing that the darkness was going to take her again, and soon. She felt Papa gather her up into his strong arms and hold her tightly against his chest, something that he hadn't done since she was really small. The world was safe once more, and she could rest. [/QUOTE]
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