Lady Absinthia

🦄 Darker Than Black - Merged With T.S.

@Nallore Been waiting on you pointing that out LOL

🦄 Deeper Than The Sands - Merged With T.S.

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@Pundii @Morose @FantasyChic @Nallore @Sigil @ONL

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Vera was very glad that people were starting to file out of her office, it had been far too crowded despite the large size of the room. Nodding towards those as they left before taking a deep breath and rubbing the back of her hand that Peter had kissed, her eyes slowly drifting over towards William before looking away quickly and her attention turning towards Nora. "Well perhaps we can get started now, what do you say?" she asked rather quickly, trying to take attention off the fact Peter had just made it clear there was more than just a family friendship going on to everyone in the bloody room before she could say any different.

Aziza smiled slightly as she followed the Lord Major and the Lord Captain out of the room and towards the barracks, her arm laced through Henry's as they strolled the short walk between the museum and their destination. She was enjoying the breath of fresh air but still worried that something might happen during the short distance. Thankfully whoever had attacked her during the show was not stirring anything up right then. Perhaps it was because she was walking with a larger group and there were two men in uniforms and several other men that were not surrounding her. It put her a bit at ease as they passed into the barracks. She had been there before to dance and make round as a guest. Nodding towards a few who she knew in passing but making it more than clear that she was none of their concern that evening, she had an escort and she wouldn't have had it any other way. Taking a seat she smoothed out her skirt and glanced around a bit as she pulled her shawl up around her shoulders more and crossed her ankles.

Peter laughed slightly as he took a seat and shrugged as he set his cane down across his lap. "No, it is nothing salacious my dear uncle. And I do not mind. You seem comfortable enough around these folk to ask the question and there for I am to answer. Though I will state that I will not go into grave detail among civilian. Crown's orders," he explained before thanking a servant as he was brought a tumbler of Scotch.

Taking a long sip from it and then lowering he ran his finger slowly over the rim of it as he relaxed back into his chair. Aziza turning her attention towards Peter to hear what he had to say. She had to admit she was interested to what was going on and why people were so shocked to see him. They kept speaking as if he had come back from the dead. Which was ridiculous, or maybe it wasn't considering the odd events she had witnessed first had that evening.

"You see, my plane was shot down over Berlin. I was as good as dead, so I can understand why you would think I was as such. I was able to bring the plane down but the last bit of the flight was not pleasant and I was thrown from the cockpit. On to a jagged bit of steal from the remains of a building that had been bombed," he explained and tapped the top of his cane. "Hence the limp. I thought I was dead, but apparently the German's thought I was worth more alive. British Ace, in their hands. So oddly enough, I owe my life and in the same breath, your thought of its lacking to them."

Taking another sip of his drink he stopped for a moment. Shaking his head he looked down at the amber fluid and downed the rest before ordering another. "I was reported dead, as you know. I was in a POW camp these last years. Interrogated," he said as he ran his finger along the line of scar on his jaw that ran from his ear and down, along his jawline to his chin. "I won't go into detail on my escape, Crown's orders. But yeah, that's where I have been all this time but," he said, shaking off the melancholy of his voice before looking over to his uncle.

"I am here now and I plan to live a lot to make up these past years of my unlife."

[LAU] Taslin - (Lady A & Char)

Murphy nodded silently, he wasn't expecting that but it didn't surprise him. With situations like this it could go so many ways. People each acted differently. There was no right or wrong way to deal with this. Seeing Lincoln crumple Murphy was quick to move and went to his friend side. Kneeling down next to him and placing his hand on his back, rubbing it slightly as he let Lincoln just let it go. Telling him to stop or that he was making a scene wouldn't help and fuck anyone that thought he should stop. Grief came out in its own way. It was better to get it out like this than to lay into people.

"Take a breath man, she'll be okay. Tasha is the damn toughest woman I ever did meet. Tougher than even me sister Claire and that be saying something. If anyone's can beat this it be Doc. Death be too scared to take her. Too afraid to deal with her for eternity, to scared that you'd come after him," he said quietly as he looked at Lincoln so broken. Murphy was surprisingly calm in the matter but that was how he was in this circumstances. He just kind of went neutral, pushing it down and burying it until it erupted. Right now Tasha needed strength and Lincoln needed it as well. Wouldn't do anyone any good if he broke down as well.

After a few minutes he pulled Lincoln's arm over his shoulder and hefted him up to his feet. "Tasha... well, I might as well do this now," he said as he helped Lincoln over to a seat and dropped him down in it. Rubbing his face he took a seat next to him and leaned back against it, letting it head fall on the wall behind him as he looked across the hall at others that were waiting on their own loved ones. "She wanted you to have this. You decide what to do with it," he said before reaching into his pocket and pulling out a familiar old worn velvet box. Turning it over in his hand before holding it out over to Lincoln and shrugging. "Personally, I think you'll be needing this soon."

[LAU] Taslin - (Lady A & Char)

Once Cass was ready to go, Murphy wasted no time to get them out to his bike and down the road towards the hospital. He thought about calling for his sister to come to but he doubted Lincoln wanted a lot of people there right then, especially people he wasn't close to. Murphy had been through this before with his aunt. He remembered how him and Claire hung to each other at the end, a few tears threatening as he thought back on it. Shaking his head he sped through the traffic that was already building on the streets with Cass's arms wrapped around his waist. He hated this, Tasha was a dear friend of his and he hated to see her wearing away each day as the disease took hold of her. He could see it in her eyes, she was tired. It was the same tired her aunt had before she gave up. He hoped that Tasha hadn't given up but he wouldn't fault her if she did.

Pulling up to the hospital he hopped off his bike and took Cass's hand and rushed into the hospital. Asking at the desk which way to go before giving a quick thanks in Hindi before heading off again with Cass in tow. Stopping suddenly as he rounded a corner he spotted Lincoln just standing there looking lost. Were they too late? No, Lincoln would be beating up some doctor right then if that were the case, he was sure of it. Sighing he looked over towards Cass before giving her a quick kiss on the cheek and letting go of her hand. Slowly he walked down the hallway towards Lincoln.

"I wasn't expecting a standing ovation when I showed up, right English of you," he said, forcing a smirk to his lips. He wasn't sure what was about to happen. For all he knew Lincoln would break down or throw a punch. Either way, he would be there for his friend right then. It was odd, they were friends in their mind. Nearly best buds at this point and yet they still had no problem tearing into the other. A quick friendship formed trying to help Tasha but hell, friendships had been formed over odder circumstances.

🦄 Soulless Regency - Merged With T.S.

@mnkee Well her step mother isn't the most refined lol

[LAU] Taslin - (Lady A & Char)

Murphy chuckled a bit at Cass's voice and rolled his eyes. "Lass, you know it's true," he scoffed as he found his shirt and picked it up from the floor. Then he heard Lincoln's voice crack through the line and he froze, the cigarette hanging loosely from his bottom lip. He had been wondering if they would ever get that call but he hoped they wouldn't. Slowly he sunk down onto the edge of the bed, seating himself there like he was perched.

It took him a moment to come to his senses, about the same time Lincoln pleaded through the phone. "On my way English, just hold on," he said before hanging up the phone and staring at it a moment. Standing up he walked to the bathroom door and peered inside, looking at Cass and sighing sadly. "Lass, we gotta go. Lincoln just put the call in," he said before turning and looking for his boots. Hopping around as he shoved a foot into each one and picking up the keys to his bike. Turning he waited for Cass, not knowing if she was going to go with him or opt to stay behind and find Claire to hang out with for the day.

Tasha looked over towards Dr. Kumar and asked for his phone. He handed it over without question, not sure what she was up to but not about to deny her anything right then. Last requests and all. Tasha turned the phone on and then the video, holding it up she took a deep breath. "Hey baby, I don't know what is going to happen but if you are seeing this I just want you to know that I love you and I would give anything to be looking at you right now. I know this won't be easy but promise me you aren't going to let this kill everything you are. Please, go and live. For both of us. I love you.... Goodbye," she said tearfully into the camera before saving the file and handing the phone back over to Dr. Kumar. He took it, a nod of simple understanding coming from him, knowing what to do if she didn't make it.

[LAU] Taslin - (Lady A & Char)

Murphy rolled over in bed and yawned, stretching out as he heard his phone going off. Opening his eyes he sat up slowly and grabbed his phone, rubbing them with his free hand before grabbing a smoke and lighting it. "Sexy Irish here, what can I do fer ya?" he said, not even bothering to check who it was when he answered. Taking a deep puff of his smoke he stood up, propping the phone up between his shoulder and his ear as he searched around for his shirt. He should have been up already anyways.

Tasha leaned back in the wheelchair as they took her down the hallway, her hands dropping into her lap as she looked around. Dr. Kumar coming up next to her and handing her a tissue for her lips. She patted her bleeding lips and gums as they took her back to prep for surgery. She just sat there quietly, not really listening to what was being said as they situated her on a table and started to shave what little of her hair remained, tendrils of dried brittle hair falling slowly to the ground as the barber clipper cut away the last remaining strands.

She couldn't bring herself to say anything as they switched to a regular razor and cleaned her scalp clean as they could while Dr. Kumar kept talking, telling her how they were going to attack the tumor, how they hoped the surgery would go, yet Tasha wasn't listening her thoughts were all on Lincoln right then as her fingers curled around the key around her neck. Turning as they told her she needed to move over to the gurney so they could take her into surgery she shook her head. "No, not yet. I have to do something first."

🦄 Soulless Regency - Merged With T.S.

@mnkee Okay up on my cs relations now

🦄 Soulless Regency - Merged With T.S.

@mnkee Okay, gonna write something small up for Milli and then tag you here to review it - see if it works for you. We can always change it if it doesn't but will be a start.

[LAU] Taslin - (Lady A & Char)

Dr. Kumar just stepped away, he knew they needed time but he couldn't give them long. He said something about needing to prep her for surgery soon but Tasha didn't even acknowledge him. She just fell into Lincolns arms and curled up in his lap as she clung desperately to him, her fingers curling against his shirt. She heard what Lincoln was saying but she couldn't believe it. She wouldn't be lucky enough to survive it again, she barely had the first time and things this time were much worse and she felt so much less strong than she had before. So much weaker.

Yet she couldn't say that to him, she had to be strong for him right then. She couldn't let him know she was giving up, that she just didn't have it in her. That she just wanted to take this last week and be with him. That she didn't want the surgery but he sounded so determined that she would survive if she just kept trying. So she would, one last time, one last surgery. Even if it meant saying goodbye behind a closed door when he wasn't there.

"Alright," she said quietly between the stuttering breaths. It only felt like a moment but many minutes passed before a nurse showed up with a wheelchair to take Tasha off to prep for surgery and then for the surgery itself. Tasha blinked away the wetness in her eyes and looked up to Lincoln. It seemed as if she was memorizing his features as she reached out and ran her fingers along the line of his jaw until she pressed her worn lips to his softly and whispering against them. "I love you," was all she could bring herself to say before she was helped into the wheel chair and taken down the hallway.

She knew he couldn't come with her for this, that he couldn't watch the surgery. Turning in her chair she looked back to him as the nurse pushed her around a corner, locking eyes with Lincoln before she was gone and all she was left with was a empty feeling in her chest that that was the last time she would see him.