http://glowingseer.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] glowingseer.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] taxonomites2010-05-29 02:36 pm

023: [ visual ] / [ location: Hyperion Hotel ] Before I come undone

No, no, no -

"No!"

Cordelia wakes up with a start, sitting upright on her bed with her hands clutching her blanket like a lifeline. For several moments she looks around her in alarm, wondering where the hell she is and where the others are, wondering if this is another one of those times she unfortunately opened her eyes only to be sliced and diced again and--

Then she rests her head on her hands, and breathes. It's over now. It's over and done with and they're all safe but the images are still burned in her brain, like a vision that's been put on eternal loop.

Slowly - mindful of the pains that plague her - Cordelia gets out of bed. She looks down at herself, sees the numerous bandages that are wrapped around her body, and sighs.

And here she thought she'd be safe in Taxon. Pfft.

She gets up, and walks over to the mirror. Cordelia looks at her reflection, and bites her lip.

God.

"Mummy girl much?" she whispers.

[ ooc: backdated to a day after the horrors. ]

[Voice]

[identity profile] fireburned.livejournal.com 2010-05-29 12:39 pm (UTC)(link)
[have another pause that lasts too long]

You're hurt. You've been kidnapped and scarred with memories that'll never go away. You got your boyfriend and your friends. You'll be alright.

Me, I got jackshit, but who the fuck cares 'bout me anyhow? It don't matter no more.

[Voice]

[identity profile] fireburned.livejournal.com 2010-05-29 12:46 pm (UTC)(link)
...What 'bout it do you wanna talk about?

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[identity profile] fireburned.livejournal.com 2010-05-29 12:59 pm (UTC)(link)
Fuck.

[there's the vague sounds of him fumbling with the tablet] Fuck that fucking idiot told you that, Jesus fucking Christ. Just forget 'bout it. Don't spread that 'round, you hear?

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[identity profile] fireburned.livejournal.com 2010-05-29 01:15 pm (UTC)(link)
[have a lot more uninventive and therefore censored swearing, Cordelia!]

Great. Fucking great. That all?
Edited 2010-05-29 13:26 (UTC)

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[identity profile] fireburned.livejournal.com 2010-05-29 10:23 pm (UTC)(link)
I could write a fucking book on it.

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[identity profile] fireburned.livejournal.com 2010-05-29 10:27 pm (UTC)(link)
You wanna know what happened to my daughter? She's your age, that's what happened to her. She grew up without a mommy and daddy and boy, ain't that tragic now, but that's the way things go.

Anything else?

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[identity profile] fireburned.livejournal.com 2010-05-29 10:35 pm (UTC)(link)
...I died twenty-two years ago, Cordelia. I was kidnapped by my Sire, tortured and fed on 'til I was turned, then she dumped me without a clue as to how to deal with wanting to eat folks. The Turning process ain't nice where I come from. It rips you up inside, drives you crazy. It takes months before you're either undead or just fucking dead.

She weren't even talking then.

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[identity profile] fireburned.livejournal.com 2010-05-30 09:38 pm (UTC)(link)
[have another pause on his end. When he does speak, he sounds tired]

I ain't fishing for sympathy, I ain't looking for... I just want you to know I got reasons for behaving the way I do. Toward vampires. Toward everyone.

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[identity profile] fireburned.livejournal.com 2010-05-30 10:24 pm (UTC)(link)
I reckon that's your natural state of being. It don't bother me too much.

Can I swing by and visit you, when you feel better, or will that hot boyfriend of yours rip my head off?

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[identity profile] fireburned.livejournal.com 2010-05-30 10:35 pm (UTC)(link)
Now I don't know him all that well, but he reminds me of somebody and if they are alike, tense is probably Angel's natural state of being.

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[identity profile] fireburned.livejournal.com 2010-05-30 11:52 pm (UTC)(link)
There you go again.

A Hunter I work for. I keep telling him he needs a damned vacation.

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[identity profile] fireburned.livejournal.com 2010-05-31 10:55 am (UTC)(link)
Sometimes. I get the feeling things work a lot differently for you than it does for me. All us good monsters abide by the rules - the treaties, we call 'em, and in turn we don't get staked and there's a system to get an adequate blood supply. One of those rules is that we don't reveal ourselves to normal folks, which is why I didn't damn well let anybody know I was a vampire for awhile. That's a big one, break that and you're fucked.

So I ain't the hero type, alright? I get information he wants, or I do some other small job. I owe him so I can't exactly say no.