The Warriors of Fun House Vs. The Guild of Darkness (Andol x Ragnarok)
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				Title: <strong>The Warriors of Fun House Vs. The Guild of Darkness (Andol x Ragnarok)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Andol</strong> on <strong>30-08-2014, 18:27:20</strong>
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				“Gentlemen as I told you, the shipments of medications you have been promised will not be late. My only reservation is that the parts of it which were assigned to the last group of soldiers who came to as volunteer test subjects didn’t receive the treatments and are now dead.” The voice carried with it an obvious hint of venom and anger that seemed to seethe from the one sitting behind a large ebony desk that was lined in gold. The figure was that of a young man with his feet propped up on the large piece of furniture staring over at two men in black suits and red ties sitting in chairs across from him. The older of the two men kept taking a drag from a cigarette before finally putting it out on an ash tray sitting in front of him. He reached into his pocket to pull out another along with his lighter when the person standing next to the young man stepped forward saying, “Allow me my good fellow…” With a simple click of its thumb and forefinger the cat like figure created the spark needed to lite the cigarette, “Master Charles said to treat the two of you with great respect while you are here as long as you do the same in return so you need only ask and I can fetch a lighter.” The demon wasn’t hiding its true nature in front of the two mystery men… no gloves to cover its claws, its tail wasn’t tucked away behind a piece of clothing, and there wasn’t something on its head nor face to cover all of its cat like features.<br><br>“No Mister Pitou I have brought my own with me, but thank you for the assistant and your kind offer.” The man talked to the demon like it was something that was not new to him, like he had known Pitou for years, but there was a hint of exhaustion to his voice. He had been the one who had originally been assigned to track Charles and his demon, which if his advice had been heeded on the full nature of their potential growth then all this could have been avoided with the death of young man who sat before them. The death of a young man who was now tied to a creature whom they could not deal with by any means outside of the highest forms of the supernatural, and they had no time to prepare such means before this ‘arrangement’ with Charles became more valuable than a liability. He noticed out of the corner of his eye the younger man he had brought with him was staring at Pitou, and gave him a slight nudge with his elbow. The kid was meant to be his potential successor and so had to get used to the sight of Charles ‘companions’. Turning his attention back to Charles he continued, “Mister Castex there is no need for you to worry about our soldiers I can promise you that they are in good hands with the best medical care in the world.” The resounding laughter that came from Charles lips as he slowly sat up was enough to make the blood run cold, <br><br>“What sort of idiot do you take me for!” His fist slammed on the table as he held out a hand towards Pitou, who took some photos off a clip board and handed them to its master. The young man threw them out across the desk, “Every single solider that Pitou ran his experiments and test on last time either died or committed suicide because you didn’t give them the treatments and drugs which were prescribed. You want an army of super soldiers, but you won’t even take care of the men and women who are brave enough to risk and sometimes sacrifice their lives for your silly government. I have eyes everywhere too you know, and I know that all these men who killed themselves did so because you didn’t give them the memory erasing drugs that we told you too. Instead you have stored them away at Facility 45-7B… which as we speak Raef will be bringing back, and if you’re wondering it was its idea to do so.” Charles by this point had some idea that it was Raef and not himself the government feared, and he could see by the look in the man’s eyes that the mention of its name struck a chord. “Now this time I expect the drugs to be administered exactly how Pitou has prescribed, without any deviation, because if you do then you can get someone else to run these experiments, because I will be canceling the Bio-Solider Contract.” <br><br>Pitou stepped forward with a playful smile on its face as it handed some clip boards and papers to the two gentlemen. Neither of him said anything in reply to Charles as there was nothing more to say, and everything was understood. Taking the paper the pair got up and walked out, as Pitou placed its hands on either side of itself, and gingerly hoped backwards to sit on the desk. Placing a finger on his chin the demon tapped it thoughtfully as it looked over its shoulder at its master, “Are you doing ok Charles, I can have those men taken to the labs and experimented on if it will make you feel better.” Charles simply shook his head as Pitou turned over and laid on its belly with holding its face in its hands, “Well don’t worry about it, you only have one more meeting and then we can go home for the weekend. It is hardly like we have to be here at the company headquarters that often anyway.” Reaching over Charles picked put his top hat that he had left sitting on the desk and put it on his head, before imitating Pitou and placing his face close to that of the other male, “Yeah I know, but that doesn’t make it any easier my old friend…” Reaching out he began to scratch the other behind his ears, causing the demon to start purring happily. A Cheshire like grin crossing over Charles face as he rested his face in one hand, asking Pitou, “So who is our final appointment with?” <br><br>Through it purr and nuzzling against his master’s caresses the creature said with a voice that was filled with a sense of sadistic amusement, “Why it is Dr. Fell. It seems that he has something important he wants to share with you, after all you did tell him to come and let you know if at any moment something interesting came up that was of a supernatural nature. I can vouch for the man, since unlike most humans he isn’t so stupid as to believe just any story he hear from his subjects.” At the news Charles leaned forward and kissed Pitou on the forehead, “Now that is some good news I can live with it, when he is going to be coming up…?” Pitou looked over its shoulder as it could feel the currents of someone’s nervous system approaching, “Soon master… soon…”
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Warriors of Fun House Vs. The Guild of Darkness (Andol x Ragnarok)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ragnarök</strong> on <strong>31-08-2014, 15:17:26</strong>
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				Dr. Fell entered the room as soon as Pitou finished its sentence. The tall man towered at 6' exactly and was neatly presented in a deep blue suit and shirt with a dark green tie hanging from his neck. His clean shaved strong jaw made him look around his thirties but those who knew him well knew that he hid inside his head and under his long hair brushed backwards an entire library's worth of knowledge which made him sound like he was a few centuries old, positively so of course. He hid his emotions behind a mask of impassivity and stoic attitude.<br><br>"Good day, sir. Good day." He started, bowing his head respectfully to both the demon and its master. "I seem to have stumbled upon some piece of information of great interest." he said, not losing time in formalities. "One of my patients suffered of amnesia and wished to recall certain events, thinking they were the source of his nightmares." Handing each of them notes he'd taken "Under Hypnoregression, he gave me this amount of information." he nodded at the three pages worth of calligraphed writing. "Of course, I told him the session hadn't given any answers and that he'll need to come back to try again. In short, he spoke of a Lord in some European country that he and his friends came across there. He never mentioned any of the names he gave me under hypnoregression." Pausing for an instant then explained. "His mind had been put in forced amnesia, someone put a cloak over these memories, either to preserve him or to preserve themselves from the consequences of the events that occured on that period of time." Pausing again, not wanting to be too fast. "As it appears, the Lord in question did that. He killed my patients friends and the women of joy they had for the night as soon as they stepped out of the door. However, he couldn't kill him. Therefore he chose to put a cloak over my patient's memories to avoid word to be spread." He paused once again. "They knew the Lord, had met him a few days prior to this.... Tragedy. His name is Chris Drake." He glanced at Pitou to see if the demon was getting his point. "The reason for Chris Drake's sparing of my patient's life despite the door wide open and his superhuman strength seems to be that he wasn't invited to enter the house." Pause. "I believe my patient met the King Vampire." He ended abruptly, waiting for his hearer's reactions.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Warriors of Fun House Vs. The Guild of Darkness (Andol x Ragnarok)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Andol</strong> on <strong>01-09-2014, 02:41:58</strong>
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				“Yeah I knew was it you… I could smell you getting off the elevator. Someone has been eating one of their patients again, or what was he… no… a she in this case. Yes I can smell the estrogen and perfume all over Dr. Fell. I wonder what Freud would say about the consumption of ovaries.” Pitou laughed playfully as it swung around to sit cross legged on the top of the desk. Back erect as it stared intently at the man in front of him. Its tail snaked out and gently wrapped around Charles wrist to pull its master closer, and with a gentle guiding hand the cat like demon encouraged the human to lay his head down against its side. The protective act was done completely in reaction to Dr. Fell’s presence, but was also meant to comfort and relax its master after a long hard day. The affectionate caress from the top of Charles head and down his arm was very typical of Pitou who enjoyed fussing over the human… doing whatever it needed to in order to make the young man happy. “Well Dr. you know it is quite late in the day and me and the young master where just about to go home, so I do hope that you have something good us.” The demon quickly found himself enthralled by the other’s tale… as did Charles, who sat up a bit, his arm resting along Pitou’s crossed legs and hanging off right where they meet, but his body language would tell Fell he had his bosses full attention.<br><br>Pitou reached out and took the clipboards from Fell before passing one to its master. The pair listened to the other talk as they read through what he had written on the papers. The lack of names was a bad sign at least in Charles mind, because for this to be a potential lead that they could follow he would need some hard evidence. Being able to track where this person had gone through multiple pass ports would have been helpful. Also given the potential danger that they would face it would mean bringing along the Leviathan to help in the transport of the subject after its capture. The fuel cost alone for the ship and its escort fleet where about 20% of company profits to he had to be sure. During Dr. Fell’s pause he said, “Pitou call for Raef… I might need to know what someone fears. Maybe there is a chance some of this mental trauma was self-inflicted, so they might have been scared of something they saw.” There was no note of dismissal in his voice towards Fell, but simply that he couldn’t act on one thing alone, and Pitou just reached over and ruffled it’s master head, “Already done Charlie boy…” The cat like creature then turned back to continue listening to the other human. It’s finger on its chin as an attentive and curious look covered its features.<br><br>Pitou tilted its head to the side as it noticed that the man seemed to be looking in its direction as though expecting it to know something. If it did or not was not the problem because potentially Charles might not have known, and this was Dr. Fell’s report anyway so all the details needed to be provide regardless, “Is there something you were waiting for dear boy? You have been doing this long enough Dr. that you don’t need a prompt form either of use to tell us about a vampire.” The details which they were given were the most important part though, because it meant they were dealing with Vampirism Virus Beta. As for wither or not they could be potently dealing with Patient Zero itself? That was another matter entirely, and to speculate that they would find such a thing at wherever this person witness this creature was simply a waste of time. Charles held a hand up at Dr. Fell’s conclusion, “I think that we should leave that for another time doctor… We don’t want to overreact to what is unproven information. I am not denying that you have done good work, but we have no proof that we would be dealing with the King Vampire AKA Patient Zero himself.” Pitou held up a finger and quickly interjected in Fell’s defense, “With all due respect Master it doesn’t matter if we are dealing with the Master Vampire itself for the evolved version of the disease. I can get what I need out of any of the vampires of the Beta version, as long as they have sired others of their kind.”<br><br>Patting the demon on the back Charles blew some of his long black hair out of his face, as a smirk began to cross it… “Well if that is all you need then it shouldn’t be a problem. Still I want more to go on if that won’t be a problem. The Company’s fleet has always been a bit pricy to move around, especially the military arm of it. Dr. Fell is there any way that we could potentially meet this patient and get more information from them about this. If you are wondering… yes they will die, so I need to know if they have any next of kin I need to worry about. Raef’s processes have never been, well… a sane mind can’t always handle what that demon puts into it. I believe if I remember correctly even you had things you feared, though that creature still won’t tell me what they are.” Standing up Charles pushed his seat back and stretched, “I do hope they give us a bit more to go on, and maybe the ‘Inventor’ can give me something on this Chris Drakes whereabouts.” Reaching out towards a little red button Charles asked Dr. Fell, “Do I need to send some of my men to pick up this person, or are they still here? If they are still here I will just have security hold them up or whatever excuses the people at billing feel like using. Raef is pretty quick and clean…” The laugh that came from both demon and master at the exact same time as a synchronous noise could send chills down the spine of most men.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Warriors of Fun House Vs. The Guild of Darkness (Andol x Ragnarok)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ragnarök</strong> on <strong>03-09-2014, 01:30:15</strong>
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				Slightly upset that Charles didn't seem to take his work seriously, going as far as to suppose the trauma was self-induced when Dr. Fell himself had evaluated the patient and clearly stated it was some sort of memory cloak, applied by a technique similar to hypnosis or some kind of mind control. The latter of which&nbsp; was especially strong in vampiric subjects. He also did not like Charles' behavior of considering his patient and potential prey as his and thus decided not to give away any information concerning the private life and identity of his source of information. In fact he didn't regard their combined reactions very pleasant, Charles making a remark to what Raef could not possibly have found. <br>John Fell remained silent and impassible as Charles and Pitou talked and criticized the way he'd come as fast as he could to communicate this information he deemed of the highest importance. Of course, if Dr. Fell felt all of that, he chose not to let it show and no one could even have the slightest guess of what went through his mind. He didn't even blink at the chilling laugh that came from both his interlocutors. Or the joke that caused it, finding either of those things trivial&nbsp; and time-wasitng.<br><br>Instead, he simply stated: "I understand your position.". Gathering his words for a few seconds after that, he spoke&nbsp; politely in a way that didn't show any of his intentions. "With all due respect, the King Vampire's legend has been told and retold but of all the versions, heard and unheard of publicly, details stand out and all of those details showed in the story my patient's memories told me. Should the shock be self-induced or not, it hardly even matters as a veil lied upon his memories and I lifted it. The origin of the veil itself has but little importance for the story is true." he nodded at the clipboards he'd given them "You understand these took time to be copied by hand and I wouldn't waste time on useless piece of information. You'll also understand that the full report resting in your hands explains in much more thorough detail what I would take ages to tell." Dr. John Fell had but little notion of money, especially for someone as wealthy as Charles. On the other hand, he had a very unique sense of wasted time and did not enjoy being mocked or belittled during the time he'd spend on someone. "With that said, I have to leave you now. I'm having an old friend for dinner.". <br><br>Dr. Fell turned and left, moving swiftly and silently out of Charles office, not even looking back at Charles, knowing he'd eventually contact him again if Charles deemed the information worthwhile. Which he will as Pitou would pass an opportunity to study what it called 'Patient Zero'.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Warriors of Fun House Vs. The Guild of Darkness (Andol x Ragnarok)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Andol</strong> on <strong>05-09-2014, 19:09:09</strong>
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				“What is the matter Dr. Fell? Cat got your tongue?” Pitou snicker lightly as he asked the question of the man who had gone rather quite over the past few minutes, and in the mind of the demon this was an annoying development. The protection its Master received from the government was only extended to men like Fell in the loosest sense, and sometimes Pitou worried that Fell’s activities could be used against his Master. Charles himself simply leaned forward and stared at Dr. Fell holding his head in one hand, and scratching Pitou’s back with his other. The young man said nothing, and simply expected the good Dr. Fell to jump like a good dog when presented with the request for information, and felt a twinge of annoyance when it was not given. It was his guardian’s gentle caresses over the back of his head that kept Charles calm, “If the story is so well know Fell then doesn’t that give us even more reason to be suspicious that what was seen could have been something else? I will give you that the presence of a veil of any sort over someone’s memories is suspicious, given that such a thing is unnatural and isn’t like simple repressed memories that can be lifted from a person’s mind by normal means…” Charles only stopped his attempt at continuing the discussion when he realized that he was no longer being listened to by the other. With an annoyed sigh he actually let go of any contact he had with Pitou, and leaned back in his chair… propping his feet up on the table and mumbling, “Why must I work with so many divas and drama queens.”<br><br>Pitou looked back at Charles with wide eyes and a curious stare, tapping on its chin as it thought for a moment and then turned to slide off the desk. Following after Fell before the man could even reach the door the cat like demon placed firm, but gentle hand on the male’s shoulder, “If it means anything Dr. Fell I am on your side in this, but what Master Charles says goes when it comes to the use of the Company equipment.” Smiling at the other with a Cheshire Cat like grin, Pitou simply stood there with its arms in a v down to where it held the clipboard. Watching as the man went out the door the demon said nothing to other because he knew that there was nothing which could bring back the doctor whenever he was in a ‘mood’. Turning around it headed back to Charles desk and climbed up on it, “So I am guessing that you called for our mutual friend to come and assist us with the good Dr. Fell.” With a playful shrug and a laugh Charles grinned at the other, “Why Pitou I haven’t the slightest idea of what you could be talking about.” The pair them again laughed in their shared amusement of the entire situation, which in the end they knew would turn out in their favor. <br><br>Out in the hallway which lead from Charles office, Fell would eventually find himself face an undulating black mass, that covered over the entire corridor. Bubbling and moving a voice echoed out from the flowing darkness, “Why do you walk away from fools John? If you are so sure of your data then what harm is there in letting me check over your patient? It is not like you won’t get to eat them after I am finished.” From out of the blackness a large indention rose, but sudden opened to reveal a glowing fleshy eye that stared right at the man. Then a at the end of the hallway a humanoid form began to take shape two feet off the ground, and absorbed all the black substance into it, as its shape became more defined. Until what had a been a large black mass covering the hall, was now only a teenage girl with black eyes and hair, a face almost devoid of life or emotion. She simply stared at Dr. Fell taping her fingers on the hilt of the Kanata which she carried at her side, “Now I understand the time you put into your work doctor, and so I won’t challenge the results of your work. The only problem is here we have to impress those who are skeptics. A young man who doesn’t truly wish to uncover more boogie men if he doesn’t have to if you can understand why.”<br><br>Letting it’s words sink in Raef continued, “I know what is valuable to you John… the investment of your time, which has been rudely wasted. Please forgive my master for this, because believe me with my powers and that of Lilith he could have had his answers with a push of a button. I would have drained your patient of all their fears and drunk form that very emotion, leaving them shook up, but still able to function in whatever capacity you need them. I do want you to ponder this, because you know that Charles will drag you along to find this Chris Drake. Do you want that much time wasted on a wild goose chase, or do you want to know for sure? If you tell me who your patient is I will keep that information from Pitou and Charles so that the silly cat can’t get his claws in them. That will respect you and let you keep your power over your pray, and I will let my Master know with a simple yes or no if this operation is to go forward. Because to be frank Charles may have said that it was about the money, but that boy has enough money to be his own country at this point. No it is about the same thing that you have to worry about… time. You are two men who only have time to worry about… so Dr. Fell… do we have a deal.” Raef held out it’s hand to Fell in a symbolic gesture of goodwill, hoping that it had appeased the man’s ego. Frankly Raef preferred dealing with Fell over its own master, because the man was stable.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Warriors of Fun House Vs. The Guild of Darkness (Andol x Ragnarok)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ragnarök</strong> on <strong>07-09-2014, 00:51:44</strong>
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				The apparition of Raef in front of him made little effect on Dr. Fell, he'd seen Raef attempt to scare him like this in the past and thought it had gotten old the first time. However, he preferred Raef for his decency and politeness. Even though the demon called him by his first name, which he found slightly irritating the first few couple of times, he'd grown to appreciate the inherent respect of the demon's voice.<br><br>What put off the doctor every time he met Raef was the demon's propensity to sadism. Not that he himself didn't appreciate toying with his patient in most painful ways but he did it so the meat didn't suffer from it. Raef on the other hand had very little concern about the quality of the food Fell ate. Which was why it had bothered him when Charles had mentioned giving his patient to the demon. However, he knew Raef was much better interlocutor than its master was and hoped he could get the demon to be less harmful. The fear could go away and he could eat his patient later on in life but death in fear was something that ruined the taste.<br>"Walking away is the best mean of leading. And I believe you of all people know the harm you could do by checking my patients over for information. Should I remind you a whole week's worth of supply went spoiled the last time you approached one of my dinners?". Not wanting to waste more time than he already had, he went straight to the point. "However, I'm interested in seeing you practice. Therefore I won't tell you who or where he is but when he'll be available for you to do so. I'll suggest happier memories than what he'll live in your hands so that the flesh doesn't spoil but you must not end the man." He said firmly. "Now, Raef, do we have a deal? You practice before me, leave the man alive and your Master get's his information and Pitou gets his study material eventually." and in order to show he was the one to lead the negotiations and that his terms were not up to discussion, he added: "I have no interest in leaving for Europe to chase the King Vampire. I have no interest in risking one of my patients' stomach, heart or liver by giving you the information your Master and his pet believe they own already. So you'll have to agree or your Master won't be very happy that his pet missed a chance like this for money." In his voice, the disregard he had for money rang loud. Emphasizing on&nbsp; the word 'pet', though he knew Pitou wasn't one, the doctor made certain Raef understood his discontentment and that he was far from keen to yield to any suggestions of the demon or his Master.
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