Earth 12 NPC (earth12_npc) wrote in earth12_logs, @ 2009-03-11 20:15:00 |
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Entry tags: | delirium!fishfollower |
Meanwhile, Back At The Ranch...
Who: NPC's newest comedy duo Ra's al Ghul and Talia al Ghul; Delirium
What: Daddy-daughter plotting time, and a check-in on our patient
When: Couple days after the big mysterious something went down, while the Doctor is on his little crusade with Booster
Where: If we told you, we'd have to kill you
Why: Some people are getting nosy.
Talia: So good to see you stalking about again, Father. |3
Ra’s: Yes, it was an opportune time. With the fabric of reality itself shifting, we may never have gotten another chance. B|
Talia: Truly, it is one of your most masterful victories. I take it the test of the Pit was a success?
Ra’s: Indeed. The Pit retains its mystical life-giving properties while the . . . unfortunate side effects have been neutralized.
Talia: *Allows herself a pleased-cat smile* How fortunate for your guinea-pig.
Talia: I have been monitoring the...off-worlders, during your recovery.
Talia: *Casually directs our walk in the direction of the control room using body language* They are for the most part like lost children. But there are a few who seem to possess wits less dull. They have realized that something is missing. They seek your prize.
Ra’s: *Following, unconcerned* Fear not, my daughter, they will not discover our hidden base. They have neither the skills, nor the intelligence. Still, I suppose measures should be taken.
Talia: *Taps some blinky buttons on the panel to call up a couple profiles* From our agents' last reports, these two are leading the hunt. What is your will, Father?
Ra’s: *Considering* Ubu can mind the dimension hopper. As for the time traveler . . .
Ra's: *Turning to you, hands on your shoulders, and a look of pure, calculated regret* You know how I despise putting you in harm's way, my daughter. But I believe that your skills would be most effective in this situation.
Talia: *Looks you square in the eyes, both a fleeting knowledge of your insincerity and its suppression out of sheer devotion apparent in hers* It is my honor to serve you in this, as in all matters, Father. I shall depart for Gotham immediately.
Ra’s: *Such a good girl. Turning to go with a capeswish* I shall send what men I can spare with you. Be certain you inform me of any new developments.
Talia: *Ha, as if she'll need them. Still, let it never be said that you were ungenerous with your exploding ninjas* As you wish. *Slight bow to your departing figure, then a graceful half-turn and exit stage right*
R’as: *R'as sweeps into the room, nose high, disregarding the prisoner until such time as he sees fit to turn and regard her, the captive god*
Delirium: *She re-forms herself from the barrage of frogs and chameleons that had been hurling itself futilely against her prison's walls. She is missing an arm, though, and a few of the lizards remain scattered about her* WHAT DID YOU DO WITH THEM??? They're all gone and not here and I'm not here I'mnotI'mnotI'mnot!
Delirium: *slumps down and rocks herself at a frantic rhythm*
R’as: *His voice rings through the cavern.* I am impressed at your coherence, my pet. It would appear that captivity suits you.
Delirium: Not-here-not-there notanywhere...all smoke and no ashes, no fire and no wall...
Delirium: *Hurls her bony frame against the clear wall again with sudden and renewed violence*
R’as: *Disdain.* I have done nothing with "them," as you so passionately claim. I have merely set them free, from you.
R’as: Do you know who I am?
Delirium: *Shaking, it's so cold in here and she has no clothes* I know lots of things... *Her hair stops its twisting, and her face becomes strained as with great effort* Did Desire make you do this? Is this all a game?
R’as: I act on my own accord, and with minimal reliance upon the whim of useless emotion. But, *and here his eyes narrow* does not Desire take a hand in us all, my pet? It is true I desire a more perfect world.
R’as: So unlike you, *one precise step closer,* who holds sway over so very few of the human race.
Delirium: *Mismatched eyes look up into yours* You were mine too, you know... that's it, isn't it? She wanted you for himself... *slumps against the glass-that-is-not-glass, the chameleons crawling on her and morphing into centipedes and beetles*
R’as: *Haughty.* Only briefly, Delirium, and only by necessity. I gave you some small part of my essence in order to stave off your eldest sister; even now that has become unnecessary. I am no creature of Desire, nor of Death; soon I shall change the very book of Destiny itself. No Endless shall corrupt the true might of the Demon's Head.
R’as: *He smiles, and it is terrifying to behold.* I am to understand a seat amongst you lies vacant! Perhaps I shall take it, when I am become Destruction itself.
Delirium: *Oh, that is funny. And she is laughing. You've heard this laughter countless times in that twilight realm where her sister could lock eyes with you as you evaded her yet again, and wink at you as you went*
R’as: *The smile clicks away, removed in a precise sequence until his disdain is mingled with nothing but refined hatred.* Know this, Delirium, and know it well.
R’as: You lie imprisoned by neither Endless nor their mortal playthings. You are a captive of R'as Al Ghul, and you shall remain so until the end of days.
Delirium: *Cheerily* Oh! So I'll be getting out then! *wriggles around into a backbend, balanced on her head*
Delirium: *giggle-giggle*
R’as: *A curved smile returns.* When all is done, yes, my pet. You shall emerge into emptiness, with no victims left to enslave.
Delirium: *Her youthful skin has taken on a gray pallor, and she unbends, lowers, and curls* It's empty in here... I, I can't hear. Can't hear anyone. Where's home? Where's the word for home?... *her voice dissolves into incomprehensible murmuring, and her body slowly dissolves into a school of fish*
R’as: *This time, the smile stays. Ah. That's rather poetic.* It will always be empty. Goodbye, my pet.
R’as: *He turns sharply, and sweeps out.*