preyforheaven (preyforheaven) wrote,
@ 2011-06-27 20:58:00

AU: Diamonds are forever.
He didn't finally breathe fresh air or see the sunlight until he got out, but even before then, just brushing a little against the mind that was there, even a shielded one... it was so wonderful.

He'd clutched her hand from his knees and kissed it before he'd even looked up, and once he did...she was the most beautiful thing he'd ever seen.

It didn't matter why she had come for him, what she wanted. She would have it. Paris would see to it.

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	thewhitequeen 2011-06-28 12:46 am UTC (link)
	Oh, this was good. "Your name, darling, what is your name?" Emma curled a hand delicately about his cheek in something akin to a caress. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	preyforheaven 2011-06-28 12:49 am UTC (link)
	"Bennet, My Lady. My colleagues sometimes called me Paris." He speaks English, but the archaic French accent is showing by this point. His eyes finally started to close at her touch. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	thewhitequeen 2011-06-28 12:51 am UTC (link)
	"What do you want me to call you?" She traced her thumb across his cheek tenderly. Tell me or show me. A whisper to his mind, a hinted intimacy. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	preyforheaven 2011-06-28 12:58 am UTC (link)
	Yours -- that is, anything you want, My Lady. I mean no presumption. There's a static to his mind. He's clearly never had any training with his telepathy, on top of isolation, PTSD, and half a dozen other problems. It's coming easier than speaking, right now, though. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	thewhitequeen 2011-06-28 01:01 am UTC (link)
	Emma slowly withdraws her hand, but her smile remains. "Alright then, Mine. Come with me. We need to get you cleaned up, provide you with food, and water, and then you can tell me how it is that you came to be here. Then I can take care of you." She extended a hand to him. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	preyforheaven 2011-06-28 01:06 am UTC (link)
	He takes it and follows. He'll do... absolutely anything she says, but his blue eyes, a green-gold crackle over them, dart around constantly, watching for any possible threat. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

thewhitequeen
2011-06-28 01:11 am UTC (link)

Nothing threatens them as the emerge, nor do they encounter any threats in transport. Emma brings her find to one of her own homes--a risk of sorts, but one she feels is worth it--and puts him the charge of her staff. They provide him all he needs and as this happens, she is careful not to whisper into his mind. She waits. How hers is he?

Once he is shown to a room, she simply lets herself in.

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preyforheaven
2011-06-28 01:16 am UTC (link)

He's clean -- really clean. He has water -- water! Fresh, clean, cold water. The clothes he's given are strange, but he doesn't care.

And then she walks into the room, and he's down on his knees again. "I was inappropriate earlier. I did not do things properly." He's managed to figure out there are a great deal of... cultural differences, so as he stays on his knees and extends his hands properly, by his own reckoning, he makes sure to ask, "Do people still swear fealty in your country?"

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	thewhitequeen 2011-06-28 01:22 am UTC (link)
	"No, my darling, they do not. But, if that is what feels fitting for you, I would be honored to accept such an oath from you, Paris." She takes both of his hands and looks down at him. He...cleaned up remarkably well. Oh he's going to be useful. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	preyforheaven 2011-06-28 01:30 am UTC (link)
	"Then I am your man, My Lady, for as long as you will allow me to serve you." He'll get up after she takes his hands, ready for her to start asking him things. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	thewhitequeen 2011-06-28 01:37 am UTC (link)
	"Thank you, Paris." She kisses his hands and then guides him to sit down. "Please, tell me about yourself, how you came to be in that...pit I found you in." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

preyforheaven
2011-06-28 01:45 am UTC (link)

He nods and starts to explain.

"It was Anno Domini 1192. I had hopes of finding something that could help me fulfill my potential. I knew something was there, I always knew; I just needed to bring it out. And then I found the False God, and he did... but... he demanded too much. I didn't mind the pain, of course, but he found lines I would not cross, just to make me cross them. I refused. So he... buried me alive."

He finally looks at her, adoring. "And then, finally, you came for me."

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	thewhitequeen 2011-06-28 10:59 am UTC (link)
	Emma listened intently, her hands still holding his and her mind very gently almost petting his mind as he speaks. When he speaks of a "False God" she wonders what it is, or who it is, he is referring to. "Will you let me look into your mind to see this False God who so hurt you?" (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	preyforheaven 2011-06-28 11:06 am UTC (link)
	"Of course, My Lady." And he shows her, trying to focus away from the...rather uncomfortable processes he was put through and just on the figure himself. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	thewhitequeen 2011-06-28 11:30 am UTC (link)
	Emma almost gasps aloud when she sees the figure in his mind and quickly retreats. "He did this to you?" (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	preyforheaven 2011-06-28 04:38 pm UTC (link)
	"Yes, My Lady." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	thewhitequeen 2011-06-28 04:59 pm UTC (link)
	Her jaw sets, hard, and she actually goes into diamond form from the rage. "Did he say anything to you, when he discarded you?" (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

preyforheaven
2011-06-28 05:11 pm UTC (link)

....She's the most beautiful thing he's ever seen, again.
But she's asked him a question. "He ranted about how we could have ruled the world together, but he was taking it away because of my impudence." A pause. "I would have done anything he wanted except to kill one particular person, whose death would have been no particular use, so of course, that is what he demanded." Another pause. "My friend is no doubt long gone now, so you need never fear that I will ever tell you no, My Lady," he insists.

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thewhitequeen
2011-06-28 05:14 pm UTC (link)

"I'm not going to ask you to kill unless there is a very specific and justifiable reason for it, Paris and if I do tell you something you find that distasteful that you must tell me know, I'd want you to tell me so.

"I'm not going to cast you into a tomb as a result."

No, because Emma Frost had far more complex ways of dealing with those who opposed her and even then, she enjoyed a challenge.

Slowly, she returned to normal and resumed her gentle brushing of his mind.

"You are truly mine, Paris?"

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	preyforheaven 2011-06-28 05:21 pm UTC (link)
	There's almost a psychic shiver under the touch of her mind. Entertwinings of base gratitude, submissive adoration, and a touch of plain desperation for sentient contact. "Absolutely, My Lady. Please tell me what I may do for you." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	thewhitequeen 2011-06-28 05:24 pm UTC (link)
	"Nothing, for the moment. But there is going to be a meeting at some point very soon and there is a man who is going to think that he can claim you for his purposes." She smiles and as she does, curls her mind around his. It's almost a physical presence. "I believe that you will pick me, though." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	preyforheaven 2011-06-28 05:27 pm UTC (link)
	"Of course, My Lady. How do you want this man dealt with?" (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	thewhitequeen 2011-06-28 06:14 pm UTC (link)
	"I simply want you to refuse him when he tells you that you will follow him." She pets his hand gently. "I'm so sorry for what he did to you." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	preyforheaven 2011-06-28 06:29 pm UTC (link)
	"Of course, My Lady." The hand she's not petting reaches for his glass of water, which simply comes to it. "It is over now, My Lady. You are here." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	thewhitequeen 2011-06-28 10:47 pm UTC (link)
	Emma watches this with curiosity and interest. "Darling...what abilities do you possess?" (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)