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Roxanna Fielding ([info]bang_a_drum) wrote in [info]nevermore_logs,
@ 2014-10-20 00:14:00

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Current mood: sore
Entry tags:hermes, jameson kemp, lena rainmayr, roxanna fielding, saint anthony, thomas kemp

Who: Roxanna, Hermes, Jamie, Thomas, Lena, token appearance by Anthony
What: Please take me home
When: Backdated to Thursday, the 16th
Where: Kemp duplex, abandoned warehouse, hospital
Warnings: Kidnapping and the aftermath, violence, drugs, language, god-smashing, TBD


It had been over a week now since Jamie had last seen Roxanna, and he was starting to go out of his mind. He'd talked to the police every day for almost a week, and had finally gotten the polite version of 'don't call us, we'll call you'. It had been after that that he'd begged Anthony's number off Lena and called him, explaining the situation. Anthony had turned up within the hour, map of the city in tow, and set up camp in the dining room.

Jamie took to pacing around the house, wearing tracks in the carpet as the cats watched. "You'll make yourself dizzy," Anthony remarked, not looking up from his map. "Please, Jamie, sit down before you fall down."

Jamie threw himself into one of the empty chairs, letting his forehead smack gently against the table. "I just feel so useless," he muttered against the tabletop. "I wish I could do something to help."

"From what I'm given to understand, you've been at the police station every day for the past five," Anthony countered. "You've called her friends. You called me. You have done everything it is within your power to do. Adding guilt to yourself helps nothing."

"You clearly don't know me at all," Jamie joked dryly, and Anthony smiled faintly. "I think Catholic guilt trumps everything else. Well, Franciscan, but then we're getting into theology and various sects, and I'm almost positive you don't care."

"I'll care all day once she comes home," Jamie sighed. Anthony finally looked up, offering him a steadfast, solid gaze. "I have faith," he told Jamie. "All will be well. It wouldn't even work if she wasn't still alive."

Halfway across the city, Roxanna was definitely still technically alive, but certainly not well. She was underfed, dehydrated, and exhausted. She stank, there were shadows under her eyes, and she'd gained a new feature: track marks on the inside of her elbow. Her captors had taken to dosing her with drugs to keep her quiet, and while they did their job very effectively, they also gave her nightmares. If she awoke with them still in her system, those nightmares tended to bleed into the waking world.

She'd lost track of how much time had passed. She'd long ago stopped hoping that someone would come to her rescue. Now...now she was just waiting to die.


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[info]asterismos
2014-10-21 08:40 am UTC (link)
Thomas was watching Anthony with a look of urgency in his eyes. He had taken to calming Lena down because she had just gone through this trying to find Thomas and wasn't taking it very well.

"Are we going to contact her father once we locate her? I mean to help."

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[info]flare_star
2014-10-21 08:46 am UTC (link)
"If you want to," Anthony replied, his left hand tracing circles around a section of the Bronx. "So far, I haven't detected anything sent from Hell, so it's doubtful you'd need to call in someone like Michael."

"Would he even come?" Jamie asked bitterly. "I think the best word to describe their relationship would be 'cordial', he seems to prefer to throw money at people instead of talking to them."

"Charming," Anthony muttered, without looking up.

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[info]jaded_of_vision
2014-10-21 09:00 am UTC (link)
"He'll come," Julia spoke up. She had basically been camping out with the Kemps since discovering her sister was missing. "He doesn't like people messing with his things," she added bitterly.

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[info]flare_star
2014-10-21 09:10 am UTC (link)
Jamie sighed heavily, looking over at her. "Someone needs to remind him that people aren't possessions," he muttered, rising and heading into the kitchen. Soon after that, the smell of brewing coffee filled the air, and the clinking of mugs could be heard.

"He's not wrong," Anthony said softly, folding his map up so only one section was visible. He trailed off, muttering to himself in Italian and squinting at the tiny letters.

Jamie came back in, setting mugs of coffee in front of everyone, then taking his seat next to Anthony. He idly drummed his fingers on the tabletop while staring into space, until Anthony looked over at him.

"Peace, Jamie," he said. "I'm close, you'll have her back soon."

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[info]asterismos
2014-10-21 09:15 am UTC (link)
"Well it aint gonna be me because I'm not getting smoted," Julia said with a sigh of exapseration. Her father really was frustrating.

Thomas rose and relocated to sit beside his son. He took one of Jamie's hands in his, wondering if it would calm him down at all.

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[info]flare_star
2014-10-21 09:24 am UTC (link)
"If he smites me, my mother will make his life hell," Jamie said. Glancing over at his father and squeezing his hand, he added, "Not that I'm going to run off and tempt fate, but still. She would."

Anthony jerked suddenly, sending his coffee cup crashing to the floor. "Here," he said faintly. "Sorry, that happens sometimes, I'll clean it before I go." He got a marker out of his pocket, circling a block in thick lines of black ink. "It's mostly abandoned apartments, which makes sense, in a twisted way. No one would think to go in there."

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[info]jaded_of_vision
2014-10-25 02:54 am UTC (link)
"I'll make his like hell too," Thomas said, though there wasn't actually much if anything he could do to Hermes. He would fucking try.

Julia jumped when the cup crashed to the floor and her eyes widened when he found where Roxanna was. "Literal holy shit. I don't even care how you did that, let's go. I'll text my father on the way."

"And fuck the floor, we'll worry about cleaning it up when Roxanna's safe," Lena added, heading to grab water bottles and a first aid kit.

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[info]flare_star
2014-10-25 03:26 am UTC (link)
Anthony smiled very briefly. "Call it a gift," he said, without a trace of irony, writing down the address and passing it to Jamie. "Although next time you call, I sincerely hope no one else is missing."

"You and me both," Jamie said, hugging him before heading to Roxanna's room. He grabbed her favorite hoodie and took it with him as headed out to the car. He was so sick and tired of people he loved being treated like toys, just because of who one of their parents were. It wasn't fair.

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[info]jaded_of_vision
2014-10-25 03:40 am UTC (link)
"That'd be nicer," Thomas said dryly.

He herded people out towards the car but in the end he asked Lena to drive. She was better in a crisis than he was, and his hands were shaking.

"What do you know, my father is actually coming," Julia said, staring at her phone once she was buckled in. "Shocking but good."

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[info]flare_star
2014-10-25 03:47 am UTC (link)
"We should all just go to Martinique or somewhere for a month," Jamie sighed. "Somewhere that isn't Godly Being Central."

He looked over at Julia, raising his eyebrows. "That might turn out to be helpful, but who can really tell?" he said, watching the buildings flash by as Lena took them to the address Anthony had given them.

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[info]jaded_of_vision
2014-10-25 03:57 am UTC (link)
"Sounds like a good idea to me," Lena murmured.

Julia had her eyes glued to the windscreen now that she knew her father was going to be there. As much as he frustrated her, there was a part of her that trusted him to come through for her in the end. It was possibly a dangerous trust to have, but she couldn't help it.

They arrived at the address and Julia jumped out of the car the second it rolled to a stop. "Are we going to have to kick ass, because I can only kind of do that."

"I can fucking do it," Lena growled, and Thomas smiled at little at her. She really could too.

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[info]bang_a_drum
2014-10-25 04:06 am UTC (link)
From inside the building, Roxanna could hear car doors slamming, and the rise and fall of voices from outside. And the way she figured, she'd been living on borrowed time anyway. Hermes probably hadn't paid, and they'd gotten tired of waiting. It didn't make any sense for them to keep her around.

Jamie peered in through the broken windows, searching for a door that wasn't chained shut. "I think we need to go around back, guys," he said, after checking four or five windows. "Looks like there's a back door that's open, or at least, it doesn't close right."

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[info]jaded_of_vision
2014-10-25 04:14 am UTC (link)
Julia headed towards the door Jamie mentioned, but was interrupted by Hermes' voice.

"Julia," Hermes said, moving beside her. He glanced at the mother mortals beside her but simply nodded in their direction before looking up at the building. "Need a way in? Doors can't stop me."

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[info]bang_a_drum
2014-10-25 04:20 am UTC (link)
Jamie turned to face the god, tamping down hard on the urge to roll his eyes. "If you could, that'd be great," he said instead. "Didn't think to bring bolt cutters."

The voices had died away, but that only served to make Roxanna more anxious. She'd been freshly drugged about two hours ago, and her panic was mixing with the chemicals, making her tug at her cuffs, despite it being a useless endeavoer.

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[info]jaded_of_vision
2014-10-25 04:25 am UTC (link)
Hermes stepped forward to one of the locked doors and after staring at it for mere seconds, the chains slithered away and he pulled the door open.

"Handy," Julia said, stepping through it. She jumped a little when Lena darted forward, taking the lead as if to protect her and her family. She clearly didn't trust Hermes to do it, and Julia didn't blame her.

"Do we...call out for her?" Julia asked. That seemed stupid.

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[info]bang_a_drum
2014-10-25 04:33 am UTC (link)
Jamie stopped, holding up one hand for quiet. "You hear that?" he whispered. He cocked his head to one side, and caught the faint, metallic scraping sound again. "That way," he said, pointing back into one of the darkened corners.

He was about to say something else, when the silence was broken by the hammer of a gun. "Heath," said a cheerful voice. "Just the man we wanted to see."

Roxanna could hear the voices of her captors, and she redoubled her efforts to try and get free. All she got for her troubles was a layer of skin scraped off her wrists, and a tiny trickle of blood rolling down one arm. She paid it absolutely no mind, even when more cuts opened on the delicate skin of her wrists and hands.

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[info]jaded_of_vision
2014-10-25 04:37 am UTC (link)
Lena grabbed Jamie's hand and pulled him back the second she heard a gun in play. Immediately both Thomas and Lena were in front of him, shielding him with their own bodies.

Hermes, for his part, simply raised his eyebrows. "Me? You wanted to see me? That wasn't wise."

Julia pressed herself against a wall, inching along it to get closer to where she heard Roxanna.

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[info]bang_a_drum
2014-10-26 09:24 am UTC (link)
Being taller than Lena, Jamie was able to see over her shoulder as everything unfolded. Three men in suits, all of them armed, all of them dead ringers for extras in a mob movie. A bad one.

"You never answer our calls," the first man said again, putting on a wounded tone. "It makes us feel you don't like us, or something. We finally had to resort to this to make you pay attention. Tony, please discourage our lovely guest from leaving."

Tony swung around and pointed his gun at Julia, and Jamie felt his stomach drop. This whole situation was suddenly looking very bad for them.

Roxanna spat out a curse in Greek when her cuffs wouldn't break, letting out a mixture between a yell and a sob as she sagged against the wall.

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[info]ever_mercurial
2014-10-26 10:07 am UTC (link)
Hermes glanced at Julia, the gun aimed in her direction, and he turned to give the three men a hard look. "I don't even know who the fuck you are," he growled, "what I do know, is if you don't let my daughter the fuck go in the next thirty seconds, you're going to die in the next forty-five." Hermes was a trickster and an Olympian. These mere mortals didn't stand a chance.

Thomas wanted to rush forward and throw himself between Julia and the gun aimed at her, but he was fairly sure all that was going to do was get someone killed. Probably Julia. Instead he did what he could. He reached behind him to take Jamie's hand in his own.

Julia, for her part, froze when instructed to. She was oddly unafraid, however. For some reason she just knew Hermes would fix this. It wasn't the first gun she'd had aimed in her direction. Instead she raised an eyebrow at the man and added, "you should probably listen to him."

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[info]bang_a_drum
2014-10-28 12:04 pm UTC (link)
Jamie squeezed his father's hand tightly. Things looked like they could get very ugly, very quickly. He wanted to do something, anything, to diffuse the situation, but he knew he'd probably only get himself shot. So he stayed where he was.

"What is it people say?" the man mused. "I think it goes, 'If you were going to kill me, you'd have done it already'."

"You should've just shot him when he walked through the door," Tony muttered. The leader took two steps back and backhanded him, the mostly pleasant expression on his face never changing. "Question me again, and you'll be the one getting shot," he said softly in Italian.

"What, he's untouchable now because that bitch Diana likes him?" Tony spat. "Fuck 'em both. Fucking thieving bastards, Carlo said-"

"I'm aware of what Carlo said, thank you," the other one growled.

"You're too soft, Jimmy," Tony said. "You always were." He pulled out his own gun and took a shot at Hermes, cursing when it went wide and bounced off one of the walls.

From her prison, Roxanna heard the shot and screamed, purely on reflex. She cried out for help, coming up with a jumble of French, Greek, and German.

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[info]sat_by_the_fire
2014-10-28 12:12 pm UTC (link)
When the shot rang out, both Thomas and Lena literally dove for Jamie, to shield him with their bodies while Julia flattened herself against the wall.

Roxanna was crying for help, and Lena's muscles itched to run to her the second she was sure the bullet hadn't hit any of them.

"None of your bullets are going to go where you want them to," Hermes replied, not fazed at all by the guns in play. They were toys to him. "And you just sealed your death warrant."

The Olympian strode forward, reaching for whomever he could grab, planning on snapping their necks before they could scream. f they tried to shoot again, they would find their guns blocked, or if they were unlucky, the gun would backfire and seriously injure them.

With Hermes creating a distraction, Lena leaned up and glanced at Thomas. "I love you both," she whispered, and she made a run for it in the direction of Roxanna's screams, Julia hot on her heels.

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[info]bang_a_drum
2014-10-28 12:34 pm UTC (link)
Jamie fell to the floor, driven down by the combined weight of Lena and his father. He heard the sharp, wet crack of Tony's neck breaking, then the heavy thump of the body hitting the floor.

"Lena, be-" Jamie knew she wouldn't hear the rest of it. "Careful. Love you too."

As the door burst open, Roxanna curled in on herself, fulling expecting another shot to be the last sound she ever heard. She chanced a look through her tangled hair, and saw, not her captors, but...Lena? And Julia?

"That's not right," she muttered in German, because she'd always associate that tongue with Lena. "It's never you in the dreams, it's always them. It's always bad. So you can't really be here, and I'm going to wake up in a second, alone and hungry and waiting to die." She leaned her head against the wall and closed her eyes, because as far as she was convinced, it didn't matter anymore.

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[info]sat_by_the_fire
2014-10-28 12:39 pm UTC (link)
Thomas kept his arms wrapped around Jamie for longer than necessary while Hermes literally cut through the men who had taken Roxanna. He didn't want Jamie to actually see people dying in front of him. He was shaking all over, refusing to move an inch from residual fear and horror at the sounds of death coming from the middle of the room. "Don't listen," he whispered to his son. "Plug your ears, Jamie, okay? Just plug your ears, kiddo."

Lena reached for Roxanna's face while Julia went to work picking the locks. Her father had taught her well, after all.

"I'm really here," Lena assured Roxanna. "It's really me, mein schatz. You're not going to die, honey. Julia's picking the locks and then we're taking you out of here. Oh god, I'm so glad to see you. You need some water?"

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[info]bang_a_drum
2014-10-28 12:45 pm UTC (link)
Jamie was all too happy to do as he was told, but he knew he'd hear the crack-thump-flop in his nightmares for weeks afterward. He stuck his fingers in his ears, burying his face in his father's chest.

When the first shackle fell off her wrist, it still didn't seem real. Roxanna rotated her wrist in all directions, marveling at the feeling of being able to do so, without metal cutting into her skin. As soon as the other one was off, she buried her face in Lena's shoulder and sobbed, mostly from relief. "Please," she finally rasped out. "Please take me home."

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[info]asterismos
2014-10-28 12:50 pm UTC (link)
Thomas kind of wished he could block his ears, but no way in hell he was letting go of his son. He just clung and shook and waited for Hermes to finish his massacre.

Lena retrieved a water bottle, handing it over to Roxanna so she could drink before they tried to lift her. "Here. Try to go slow, but I know it's hard okay? We should take you to a hospital, babe."

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[info]bang_a_drum
2014-10-28 01:06 pm UTC (link)
Jamie's nerves felt stretched tighter than guitar strings, and even when the sounds started to abate, he still didn't look up. And he wouldn't, not until his dad gave him the OK.

Roxanna did her best not to snatch it, and took probably a bigger mouthful than she should have. It made her cough and splutter, but it tasted better than she ever remembered water tasting before. She forced herself to swallow, then take a much smaller sip.

"They'll drug me too," she finally said. "Make me sleep, make me feel better. Fucking needles. I can see how people could get a phobia." She coughed again, and it hurt her chest by the time she was done. "On the other hand, the last thing I need is fucking pneumonia..."

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[info]sat_by_the_fire
2014-10-28 01:14 pm UTC (link)
Thomas watched until the carnage stopped and Hermes wiped his hands on his trousers. "Okay, come on," Thomas whispered to Jamie, pulling his son's hands gently away from his ears. "Just keep your eyes closed, okay? Don't look, Jamie. I've got you." And he made to lead Jamie out of the main room and towards Roxanna.

Lena stared at the marks she hadn't noticed on Roxanna's arms. "Those fuckers," she hissed. "We'll tell the hospital they aren't allowed to put anything in your body unless they explain it to you and you give your permission," she growled. "I'll tell them."

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[info]bang_a_drum
2014-10-28 08:01 pm UTC (link)
Jamie pushed himself up off the floor, still without opening his eyes. He trusted his father to lead him away, and he didn't open his eyes again til he heard Lena's voice. Roxanna looked terrible, paler than usual, haggard and worn down. She was clutching Julia's hand like she'd float away if she let go, her head resting on Lena's shoulder.

"I could do that," she said. "They kept telling me it was to help me sleep. What they meant was, to shut me up. I kept fighting them, I kept trying to get away. So they just gave me more. And I slept more, and I had more nightmares."

She finally noticed her father standing with Jamie and Thomas, and she lifted her chin to address him. "You're a psychopomp, right?" she asked in soft, halting Greek. "That's one of your duties. Can you do something for that shade?" She pointed to the silent ghost that had been her only companion for the past week and a half. "It never left, I think it was some sort of...early warning system, like they have for tidal waves. And now its watch has ended. Don't you think?"

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[info]sat_by_the_fire
2014-10-29 04:49 am UTC (link)
"Christ," Lena hissed as she wrapped Roxanna in the blanket she'd brought for her. A ghost? Shit.

Hermes just nodded and turned to the shade. They both disappeared a moment later and Thomas' eyes widened in horror. "Er...okay then. We- We should go then."

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[info]bang_a_drum
2014-10-29 05:50 am UTC (link)
Despite everything that had happened to her, Roxanna still managed a weak laugh. "Yeah, I'm not sure how many of you knew, but-I see dead people. They don't generally talk, or approach me, but I know they're there, and vice versa. It stood watch over me the whole time."

"Can you stand?" Jamie asked, wrapping her in her hoodie, then tucking the blanket back over her.

"One or two of you will probably have to help me," she said, voice very small. "I don't know if my legs will hold my weight."

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[info]asterismos
2014-11-02 01:38 pm UTC (link)
Thomas immediately moved to help her up, able to support her weight. "We've got you," he promised her.

Lena was glancing around the room, obviously kind of creeped out about the shade. "I'll help you too. Getting away from the haunted room sounds like a good idea."

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