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Damien al Ghul/Damien Wilson ([info]headofthedemon) wrote in [info]dc_nextgen,
@ 2011-03-27 22:14:00


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Entry tags:inactive - damien wilson, inactive - lian harper, npc - cerdian, plot - "uncivil war"

Dying Slowly
(This takes place one week after these events)



Damien was experiencing deja vs as he exited the cab, tossing the wad of cash at the driver. His fever was still high, though he'd managed to successfully stumble his onto and off of a private airplane (hiding in the freezing cargo hold) and get to a cab. His stomach wound was healing, somewhat, but it still bled quite a bit when he checked it. It wasn't closing all the way, which was a problem. Grandfather had twisted the blade to make sure it didn't.

Morgaine would have taken him to a hospital and forced the doctor not to say anything.

Morgaine....

He couldn't believe she was gone.


Even in his feverish state, it takes him several seconds to pick the lock to Lian's door  (gods, he hoped this was her door) and get inside. The apartment is empty. He's managed to catch her while she was out. He closes the door and locks it, then walks over to her couch, where he passes out again.

This time, he would make sure his wife came home with him.
 



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Re: Ten minutes later...
[info]rightontarget
2011-03-29 03:44 am UTC (link)
Lian sprung up from her bed, grabbing the first thing she could throw. Which was a lamp on her bedside table.

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Re: Ten minutes later...
[info]dc_assassins
2011-03-29 03:58 am UTC (link)
The first assassin wasn't fast enough to duck the lamp and takes it on the skull.

The other two close in and grab her, dragging her out to meet Ra's.

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Re: Ten minutes later...
[info]dc_baddie
2011-03-29 03:59 am UTC (link)
Ra's al Ghul looks bored as Lian is brought out.

"Are you quite done? We have a plane to catch, and I am not particular on whether you are conscious or unconscious for our flight." Ra's says.

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Re: Ten minutes later...
[info]rightontarget
2011-03-29 04:02 am UTC (link)
Lian glared daggers at him. "Let me go," she snapped. "Now."

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Re: Ten minutes later...
[info]dc_baddie
2011-03-29 04:10 am UTC (link)
"Or you will do...what, exactly? You chased away the only two people who might be able to help you, and let's be honest: if they were here, you would be sentencing them to death." Ra's says casually.

"I will tell you how this will go. You will come with me and be kept in splendor far above your lowly station until my great-grandchildren are born, Miss Harper. Once you've done your civic duty as the incubator to the next ruler of the world, I will dispose of you like the baseborn trash that you are.

And if you give me reason to regret this arrangement, believe that I know enough about medicine to keep those children alive after I cut them from your womb while you watch." Ra's says.

"Unlike my grandson, your personal preferences mean absolutely nothing to me, and I do not believe you are necessary for the survival of my great-grandchildren." he says.

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Re: Ten minutes later...
[info]rightontarget
2011-03-29 04:13 am UTC (link)
Lian struggled, nearly snarling at him. His words terrified her, but she refused to let it show.

"Go to hell," she snapped, spitting in his face.

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Re: Ten minutes later...
[info]dc_baddie
2011-03-29 04:19 am UTC (link)
Also, unlike his grandson, Ra's comes from a time where women knew to /obey/ their betters.

Ra's al Ghul's hand is literally a blur as he backhands Lian.

"I'm certain that somewhere, there are a legion of men who find your fiery spirit enduring and even attractive. Understand that I am /not/ one of these men, cow. And that will cost you." Ra's says, wiping her spittle from his face with the handkerchief in his breast pocket.

One of the ninja places a cloth with chloroform across Lian's face, intending to render her unconscious.

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Re: Ten minutes later...
[info]rightontarget
2011-03-29 04:22 am UTC (link)
The backhand stung, and Lian couldn't help but utter a cry of pain.

She struggled, attempting to bite the ninja's hand, but it was no use. She passed out moments later.

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Re: Ten minutes later...
[info]dc_baddie
2011-03-29 04:26 am UTC (link)
"Carry her to the car." Ra's commands, and the ninja hasten to carry out his orders.

Ra's looks at the apartment in all of its low-class squalor and shakes his head. He'd be doing the world a favor by burning this entire building to the ground, but he will not do it.

Eventually, his grandson will return here and realize that his wife is missing. How to tell him what has just happened...?

Ra's pulls a dagger from inside his coat and sets the handkerchief on the coffee table. Then he drives the dagger through the cloth and into the table.

Ra's considers this good and leaves the apartment, closing the door behind him.

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