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Post by Bogwoppit on Feb 28, 2011 19:32:49 GMT
rise up to do thy biddingPacing his office, Rebus kept glancing at Kenny impatiently. The guy had been of no fucking use whatsoever, but the demon couldn't justify having him dealt with. He was useful, if only in keeping Dahlia safe... most of the time.
The call had set Rebus' mind at rest - Dahlia had been spotted... she was alive. He blocked out the feeling of relief that threatened to wash over him. Demons didn't feel relief. They felt nothing but revulsion and greed and lust. Rebus refused to give mind-room to the fact that lately he had been feeling too much compassion. In this game you needed to stay ahead, and being a demon just might not be enough, not until the master made his return in any case.
"Where the fuck is she?" he growled, almost to himself, pausing in his pacing to check his phone for the fourth time in as many minutes.
He hadn't yet decided how he would punish her for this indiscretion... for that was how he saw it. She should never have allowed herself to be in the position she had been in tonight. She was better than that, or so he had always believed. Perhaps she wasn't, perhaps she was developing a conscience... Or maybe someone else had betrayed him. Maybe Daniel was right... up to a point. Not Dahlia, never Dahlia, he just refused to believe it, but... someone. Someone in his inner circle had betrayed him, and he was going to find out who.
Just as soon as the girl came home.
his master's voice
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fabledtales
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Post by fabledtales on Feb 28, 2011 20:30:30 GMT
Kenny clicked through her phone, "Damn kids, I can't navigate this shit" he cursed, trying to find his way to her contacts through her smartphone. He found her contacts and clicked his phone, it rang....and rang....and rang....and no one picked up. "Shit" Kenny cursed, not being able to hide his worry. He looked at Donn for the briefest second. His voicemail popped on and he hung up. "Damn it Dahlia you better not be bent over a gutter in the Russian's block" he mumbled.
The second time a very annoyed, very tired Dahlia answered. "Someone better be dead" she mumbled into the phone. Kenny laughed, relieved to hear her voice. He clicked on the speaker phone, not wanting to Donn hear, but knowing if he didn't he'd just rip the phone out of his hand. "Where are you babydoll?" he asked.
He heard a moan, a tired moan, and movement. "I'm...somewhere safe" she said softly, "They....they want to help me get clean" she whispered, barely audible over the speakerphone. Kenny's brown eyes became a pale amber, "I thought you were on the waiting list for rehab" looking at Donn as he admitted the fact, "I am" she answered, "...I'm not in rehab. Don't worry, I'm ok, really, just tell Donn not to send his thugs, these people..." her voice wavered and there was a sobbing noise, "They're like mom" she said in a broken voice.
Kenny sighed and rubbed the back of his head, "Ok, get some sleep, you sound like shit, probably look like it too". "Frack you Kenny" she answered in a voice that sounded half asleep. Kenny was about to hang up, "Wait, Kenny" she said quickly, "Yeah?" he asked. "Go to my apartment, there's a picture of my mom and me, if its not burned up, I want it. Meet me at mom's grave tomorrow...please. Tell Donn I'll call him soon, I promise, but I wanna take this chance to get really clean". "Yeah Ok" Kenny said, and hung up.
He sighed, setting the phone down on the coffee table and sitting back on the couch. He looked away from Donn, and of all things, laughed. "Who needs children when you have Dahlia" he muttered. He had been so stressed out for the last several hours the wave of relief just completely exhausted him.
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Post by Bogwoppit on Mar 2, 2011 12:21:58 GMT
rise up to do thy biddingThe pacing stopped as Kenny finally got through to Dahlia, and he listened, anger building gradually in his chest until it was an unexploded bomb, and the slightest touch was liable to set it off. The feeling of relief he felt on hearing her voice vied with this anger, creating a maelstrom of emotion within him that threatened to send him over the edge. With great difficulty he calmed himself, digging his nails into the palms of his hands and gulping several deep breaths, before turning to the man before him.
"Fucking clean?" he growled, the deceptive low timbre of his voice making his anger all the more evident. "Who the fuck gave her permission to get fucking clean?"
The question was retorical, and he certainly did not expect nor want a reply. Grabbing his overcoat from the back of his chair where he had thrown it, he took the time to put it on and adjust the collar, pent up frustration showing in every stilted movement, before throwing open the door and marching outside.
"You can come with me, or you can stay here, I don't give a fuck," he called back over his shoulder at Kenny. "But I'm going to find that bitch, now!"
As he walked briskly to his car, his cell phone rang, and he listened intently for half a minute before hanging up. That was enough, he had all he needed.
his master's voice((Ooc: 'scuse all the F***s...))
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fabledtales
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Post by fabledtales on Mar 2, 2011 15:00:26 GMT
Kenny gripped his jaw, and as soon as Donn turned his back, he scowled at the man. He got in step behind him, "If Dahlia doesn't get clean she's going to die and you know it". Not willing to let him ignore him he stepped in front of Donn. Kenny knew he was treading dangerous water, but he didn't care. He had gotten to close to the girl, she was like family to him now.
"Donn, have you seen track marks on her? Because I went into her apartment last week and I found a needle. It didn't look like she used it, so I pray that she just had a bad day and a moment of weakness. But if she's on the needle, she won't last long. She barely eats and sleeps now, if she starts using heroine, or god forbid, black tar, she'll be dead in a month. She needs this!" He stepped away from him, letting him pass and followed him out of the club. "That girl would risk her life for you and you won't even let her get clean. You don't deserve her loyalty, and I hope she tells you to frack off" he said to the snake's back. Kenny shook his head, he couldn't let her die, it would be like loosing his sister all over again.
"Let me look after her, I'll keep an eye on her, and after she's gotten through the sickness I'll bring her by. But she's going to start getting really sick, its been four days. I hope they have IV's there, I was on harder drugs then her, but the only reason I'm alive is they put an IV in me. I really hope she hasn't started to use heroine, or she will die trying to get clean". Kenny closed his eyes and breathed out, praying for the first time in his life, hoping she hadn't started to stick herself.
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Post by Raven on Mar 2, 2011 19:12:09 GMT
As Rebus made his way to the car , Daniel stepped up behind him. “If you really care about her… you can take one of my sedans… save her from the hell on earth that is her life…” He said dangling the keys for him to take. “Just try not to get you nor her killed boy…” He said with narrowing eyes. “We all know she has more control over any one of us… then what we’d all prefer combined… even if she is guilty she doesn’t deserve to die the slow death she’s facing now… or what Rebus would do to her. Now go… happen to beat him there and he’ll just think who ever called was horribly mistaken…”
He dropped the keys whether Kenny took them or not mattered not… it was an older car and he couldn’t careless about it. He headed back to the VIP section to watch over the happenings of the club in Rebus’ absence.
//Fabled expect a P.M. soon.//
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