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[14 Nov 2013|01:22am] |
Who: Elijah Mason OT: Irene Putman
Where: Free Zone → Holding Cell » CDC Facility → Atlanta, GA
When: September, 2501 → November, 2499
Rating: TBD
Status: In Progress Closed
As the months of confinement and torture dragged on, Elijah Mason found his thoughts drifting more and more to Irene Putman, a vampire he'd first met back in the 1960s and hit it off instantly with her. It had been a pleasurable surprise to find out that she was one of Isaac's Fledglings as well and they had been together for a handful of years before parting ways on an amicable note. They'd seen each other on-and-off over the years whenever the both of them showed up for Isaac's holiday dinners starting several years later. However, his thoughts that night had turned to the more recent span of months he'd spent with her...
Center for Disease Control
Atlanta, Georgia
November, 2499
It was a typical sunny day in Atlanta, although for Eli and the rest of the vampires that had volunteered to help find a vaccine didn't see much of the sun these past few weeks as doctors and scientists poked, prodded, and questioned them nearly to death. Elijah really didn't mind. After all there was a purpose to the questions, to the poking and the prodding. There was a reason for the strenuous exercise routines. Everything that they learned about his species brought them that much closer to a vaccine and quite possibly a cure.
The day was just ending for Eli as he left the training room, a towel draped around his neck and winded after working several hours on the treadmill for his handler. Heading toward the dining hall, he stopped several times along the way to chat with personnel and other vampires he'd befriended before finally reaching his destination. Grabbing a bottle of water, mostly unnecessary for his kind but it made the humans feel more comfortable, Eli took a seat at a table with a sigh. Pulling the towel from his neck, it was dropped onto the table before he unscrewed the cap on the bottle and took a sip.
Returning the cap to the bottle, Eli closed his eyes and sat there at the table in silence. The vampire felt good, although given his current state, it was a bit odd not to feel the beat of his heart pumping through his veins. In a way... he almost missed the feeling. It was rare for him or his species to feel tired, but... That afternoon, Elijah sure felt tired after running on the treadmill for as long as he had. In fact, the vampire was seriously looking forward to a shower and many hours of sleep.
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