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Shane Marion ([info]wolfishane) wrote in [info]bellumlogs,
@ 2010-05-13 01:15:00

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Entry tags:beauty, big bad wolf, dracula

Who: Shane, Vlad, Ella
What: Shane is full of the crazy and needs to be knocked the hell out. And locked up. With vines. Hilarity ensues, I'm sure, elsewhere.
Where: 601, 905
When: After this
Warnings: TBA



Shane hadn't been feeling well. It went back before the talk he'd had with Vaughn, the talk that had mostly consisted of threats to get Boyd's money back, but it had only served to make things worse, highlight what was already wrong.

His thoughts felt scatter shot by the time he talked to Boyd, and the idea that he might have followed through on the threats he'd made, threats on an innocent woman's life, just sent him deeper. Nothing made sense anymore. Boyd would be safe now, though, and he clung tightly to that. It was all he had. If Boyd was safe, it had been worth it, no matter how sick he was in the pit of his stomach, no matter how strong that twisting hunger in him to seek some clarity through measured brutality felt.

When someone knocked, it had to be Boyd. He wasn't thinking straight, as she'd put it-if he had been, he would never have asked her to come. All he knew was that he wanted her safe, and he wanted her with him. He'd been so scared for her, so bone-deep scared, and everyone had refused to help. Now, though, she was going to be fine. It would be alright.

So he answered the door without looking to see who it was, as sure that Boyd would be standing outside as he was that things were going to be better, now.



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[info]nobleblood
2010-05-13 06:51 pm UTC (link)
Getting Shane to 905 wasn't easy, considering that the man's dead weight was rather heavy, but Vlad managed to get him to his feet and half-drag, half-carry him to the elevator. It took them to the eighth floor first, refusing to budge, but after a few swift kicks it squealed back into motion and stopped at the ninth. Vlad dragged him down the hall to 905, hoping that no one had caught side of him as he pulled Shane inside and dropped him on the floor. There was no time to soundproof the apartment, but he didn't dwell on it.

In the moments before Ella arrived, he searched every drawer and cabinet in the kitchen, sweeping all the knives and forks and even relatively sharp objects into his bag.

He'd just finished writing a note when Ella arrived - explaining to Shane that he was here 'for his own good', that it was only temporary and if he wanted to know 'who' then all he needed to do was think a little. Vlad nodded a silent greeting and waited, having already done what he could with the tape - he'd used it on the windows and the doorknob in an attempt to keep it from being turned - and now it was up to her and her vines.

He became less and less certain as the minutes passed, but eventually it worked and he gathered his things together, leaving the apartment and taping the outside doorknob as well before stepping back to let her do the outside as well.

"Hopefully long enough," Vlad told her, watching her leave with a sigh. He lingered for a few moments, wishing they'd had more time, before turning and making his way back to the penthouse.

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