Jul. 31st, 2011 08:46 pm
deathofdelilah: (meditation before dying)
[personal profile] deathofdelilah
[The video is short: it shows a large, empty room with a balcony overlooking it. There is the low sound of a distant argument coming from above, and, further off, the sound of wall collapsing in.

And then there's the sound of a gunshot.

Jezebel falls into view from above, crashing to the ground with blood seeping the front of his clothes, a pool of red expanding over his upper chest.

Someone begins screaming 'Doctor? Doctor?!' while a pair of (Cain-like) legs dart past where Jezebel has crashed.

As Jezebel lays there, bleeding on the floor, there's a voice coming from high above that laughs loudly and calls down 'I warned you, didn't I? Look, his expression didn't even change after you saved his life!']

((I'm doing this from memory, so if someone wants to correct my recollection of how this scene plays out, feel free. ^^;;))

Date: 2011-08-01 02:09 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] misterblackbird.livejournal.com
[None of this quite makes sense to Cain, but he'll study it, all the same, fascinated. Curse or not, it's interesting.]

Date: 2011-08-01 02:24 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] deathofdelilah.livejournal.com
[He doesn't remember the City right now because of the curse, so it's all a bit muddied to him what's going on.]

Stopping to stare, Earl? [He's still lying in his own blood, and his voice doesn't carry much strength to any of his words.] Here I thought you'd want to go chase after that servant of yours before there's more bloodshed.

Date: 2011-08-01 02:32 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] misterblackbird.livejournal.com
[After considering for a moment what to say...]

There's no end to it with you, is there?

I am going after him.

Date: 2011-08-01 02:50 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] deathofdelilah.livejournal.com
No end? Oh, on the contrary, Earl, I think it's going to be ending rather soon. [He says it as he stares down at his own hand, seeing how much blood is on his palm. Despite this, Jezebel seems rather calm.]

You do that. I imagine Father's going to have some interesting plans for him if he tries another trick like that. You might wish to say goodbyes.

Date: 2011-08-01 03:10 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] deathofdelilah.livejournal.com
You want to wager that, Cain? [There's sort of a knowing grin on his face, but with less venom in than usual -- he doesn't have the energy to be too vindictive.] You still don't know...you have no idea.

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Date: 2011-08-01 06:39 am (UTC)

Date: 2011-08-02 01:50 am (UTC)
followyoutohell: (Umm...)
From: [personal profile] followyoutohell
[Riff isn't entirely sure if what he sees on the Device is real or one of those broadcasted dreams or memories, like he's seen on the Network on occasion.

He observes, and doesn't know what to say-- and yet, for someone he rather dislikes, considering, he's not at all pleased to see Jezebel in such a state. And that voice... Why is it familiar? He honestly can't place it, not quite, but there's something, and that something is suddenly upsetting and confusing. The thought comes that he probably shouldn't let Jezebel die. Not if he'll need that medication again.

So, tentatively: ]

Doctor Jezebel?
Edited Date: 2011-08-02 01:51 am (UTC)

Date: 2011-08-02 02:16 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] deathofdelilah.livejournal.com
[When Jezebel sees him, his eyes narrow a little.] Come to gloat, have you?

Date: 2011-08-02 06:00 am (UTC)
followyoutohell: (Contemplative)
From: [personal profile] followyoutohell
[Riff frowns at the screen, then looks away because he's already moving to get his coat and try to find him.]

Not at all.

[it's true. he hardly likes Jezebel, but it'd be better for him to be alive.]

Where are you? I do not recognize the building.

Date: 2011-08-02 06:26 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] deathofdelilah.livejournal.com
[Jezebel frowns in confusion. It's all a bit muddied -- he can't remember the City, and thinks that those speaking to him are from his timeline, and he was just on the balcony...]

What are you talking about, where am I? You're here.

Date: 2011-08-02 06:30 am (UTC)
followyoutohell: ([Riffael] You are beneath me)
From: [personal profile] followyoutohell
You are injured and delusional. [that's what he's choosing to think right now though because Jezebel makes no sense.]

Date: 2011-08-02 06:35 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] deathofdelilah.livejournal.com
And you're very strange. [He's still lying in his own blood, and his hand remains in a tight fist over where he's been shot.] You're not acting like yourself, Riffael.

Date: 2011-08-02 07:03 am (UTC)
followyoutohell: (Here's the plan guys...)
From: [personal profile] followyoutohell
It would inconvenience me for you to die before you at least relay to me the method of making whatever medication it was you had to give me a few months back.

Therefore, whether or not you believe I am acting 'like myself,' I intend to collect you before you bleed to death. Regardless of how undeserving I believe you really are.

Where are you, Doctor Disraeli?

Date: 2011-08-02 11:53 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] deathofdelilah.livejournal.com
Delilah's tower. [And, with just the tiniest bit of cheekiness:] About two floors lower than last you saw me.

Date: 2011-08-02 11:57 am (UTC)
followyoutohell: (Umm...)
From: [personal profile] followyoutohell

That's not useful at all. Riff sighs.

He'll have to just... look around then. The video doesn't show much of the surroundings but--]

Is there a window nearby that you could point the Network Device toward?
Edited Date: 2011-08-02 11:15 pm (UTC)

Date: 2011-08-03 11:02 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] deathofdelilah.livejournal.com
[Jezebel's eyes narrow, because he doesn't understand why Riffael would ever help him, and if it's not him but Riff -- it still doesn't clarify much, and only creates the question of what caused such a sudden switch.

But it's easy not o care too much when you're bleeding onto the ground.

Jezebel grabs the device with the hand that had been staunching his bullet wound, before holding it shakily above his head, facing towards a window looking out onto the crowded street.]

Date: 2011-08-05 09:38 am (UTC)
followyoutohell: (Contemplative)
From: [personal profile] followyoutohell
[Finally, something that helps.]

I'll be there soon. Keep applying pressure on the wound.

[Half of Riff isn't even sure why he's helping either. Maybe because it's just distasteful to watch a man bleed out in front of him. Mostly because, while he may not trust Jezebel in any real sense of the word, he does remember quite clearly what dying felt like and Cain needs him. He'll need to get more information out of Jezebel before he may be allowed to die.]

((OOC: So sorry for the delay! I'm gonna be on vacation for a bit so tagging will be sporadic at best. D: ))

Date: 2011-08-08 03:44 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] deathofdelilah.livejournal.com
Very well. [Jezebel goes back to pressing his hand tight against where he's bleeding, not that it seems to help much. He wears a half-delirious smirk on his features.] I suppose I'll just lay here until you arrive.

((No problem! Have fun on your vacation! :D))

Date: 2011-08-15 08:37 pm (UTC)
followyoutohell: (Here's the plan guys...)
From: [personal profile] followyoutohell
That's fine. [He'll help, but he doesn't have to be all that compassionate about it. :|

It takes a few minutes, but he gets there, kneeling beside the bleeding man to check on his wounds. ]

((OOC: Thank you! Still gonna be gone-ish until the 24th, but might tag sporadically XD ♥ ))

Date: 2011-08-18 04:31 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] deathofdelilah.livejournal.com
[Jezebel's floating towards near-unconsciousness at this point, still laying soaked in his own blood. When Riff kneels near him, he peers at him as though he didn't really expect him to come.]

You're a rather strange man.

((Sporadic tags are always welcome! :D))
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