tempted_by_ligh (tempted_by_ligh) wrote in carpediem_rp, @ 2016-01-16 16:16:00 |
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Entry tags: | character: benjamin solo, character: ophelia sinclair, character: tracey madison, thread: in progress |
Who: Kylo Ren, Ophelia, Tracey
Where: Room of Requirements
When: Saturday evening, while Lia recovers.
What: Plotting post a dangerous procedure
Rating/Warnings: Besides general evil plottiness? Medium to high for probably language, excessive emo, and discussions of murder/death/interior decorating? Probably not that.
Status: Ongoing | Closed
Ben sat in a rather large chair near the bed Lia was forced to stay in post-procedure, it was necessary to allow the girl to rest that she hadn't been moved too much after said procedure. Soreness, pain, exhaustion, it was all to be expected after such a thing and so they'd made sure to keep the Room occupied and not let her leave it. Hiding out in the Room of Requirements was simple, it's what the room was designed for after all. Still, to keep up appearances that nothing was out of the ordinary, they took turns watching her, and leaving for dinner or a meal of some sort.
Today, though, there were no expectations and no commitments, which meant Ben didn't have to leave and Tracey didn't either. So, Ben sat in his seat with his helmet sitting cold and silent on the stand next to him. Gloved fingers were locked together, steepled in front of his chin, black robes draped low, hood resting against his back. The dark-haired male watched the other two in the room, reaching out to grab his goblet, lifting it to take his sip then shook his head, "Frankly, I'm surprised to see you alive, Lia dear, and without any real complications. No one here is exactly a medical expert."
He let that sink in a moment, before tilting his head, "Though I suppose the risk was worth it if you think it'll work. How are you feeling today?"
The room was lit only by candles along the wall, and bookshelves filled with books having been brought in over the years by former members of the Death Eaters, and by the current members of the Knights of Ren. Not all of them had been read through, but it was a room that Ben had discovered sometime ago, it was nothing to add a procedural table and bed to it, though this particular version of the room wasn't quite as filled with books. Usually it was a bigger, wider room for the full circle of the Knights to be housed in. Yet, this was Ben's private 'study', a smaller more intimate space. He thought it would make sure that the other Knights, not part of the inner circle, would be kept out of these private and dangerous matters.
He looked to Tracey then, "I'm surprised you were able to keep calm enough to administer the needle. Didn't know you had it in you." He smirked dryly.