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Sorry that took so long, one of my roommates came home and insisted on telling me all about her day and more :P
His legs continue to kick softly as he listens, like a young child listening to his mother why he should not go in the pond while still planning to do it anyways. His body relaxes a bit more as time passes and that fond look in his eyes returns as the vampire speaks. 'Perceptive, quick to pick up on things. I would hate for him to own a company I am trying to win over. He would run me through the ringer' He does not reply right away to the question of how to prove himself, the need to look to those oh so painful emotions causing his eyes to fall closed. He opens them moments later however as he is asked another question.
A this one he bites his lip, unsure of how much to tell, but he can at least answer the first question now. “It took me some time to figure out the most powerful feeling inside me that I inherited from you. Seeing how much you hated me, it simply felt like more of the same at first. But. . .I now see that it is indeed no the hatred for me that caused most of the pain. . .” His head tilts to the side. “It is your self loathing. I can only imagine it comes from your belief that you have failed your people somehow. However, having never failed myself, I can not be entirely sure what such a failure would feel like.” He tilts his head to the other side and adds, “I am sure you also feel a bit humiliated by all this as well, though that I can understand a little better, again, I have never felt it, so I am not the best at recognizing it. . .” He knows Erik did not ask for that last part, but he really wishes to prove the truth of things as quickly as possible.
Though bound now, he knows he's loosing blood slowly and he should have it dealt with properly before too long. He bits his lips gently, finally coming up with what he hopes will be a reasonable answer about the potion itself. “The potion. . .Has been changed and diluted over the years by human scientists, however the original form of the potion was made by magicals. This pure form I speak of means that this batch was made from the original recipe used long before the war turned it into a subjugation device.” He lets out a sigh, tucking his hand back in hopes of keeping the smell of his blood to a minimum while they speak.
“A seventh dose of this potion, when used as it was intended, would leave each beings mind completely intact, the changes being made to them being welcome and for lack of a better word, beautiful.” He hangs his head slightly, offering up a slightly pleading smile. “I can't speak to the exact nature, but rest assured, no matter what happens to my mind in all of this, you will come out no worse for wear. Oh, and what you said before, about the risk to me, you are half right. Even if you destroy my mind, the plan to free the slaves will not fail. I do not need to be sane for it to work.” He smiles again, this time a touch of hope enters his gaze, a faint prayer that insanity will not be the case despite it having no baring on the major plan.
A this one he bites his lip, unsure of how much to tell, but he can at least answer the first question now. “It took me some time to figure out the most powerful feeling inside me that I inherited from you. Seeing how much you hated me, it simply felt like more of the same at first. But. . .I now see that it is indeed no the hatred for me that caused most of the pain. . .” His head tilts to the side. “It is your self loathing. I can only imagine it comes from your belief that you have failed your people somehow. However, having never failed myself, I can not be entirely sure what such a failure would feel like.” He tilts his head to the other side and adds, “I am sure you also feel a bit humiliated by all this as well, though that I can understand a little better, again, I have never felt it, so I am not the best at recognizing it. . .” He knows Erik did not ask for that last part, but he really wishes to prove the truth of things as quickly as possible.
Though bound now, he knows he's loosing blood slowly and he should have it dealt with properly before too long. He bits his lips gently, finally coming up with what he hopes will be a reasonable answer about the potion itself. “The potion. . .Has been changed and diluted over the years by human scientists, however the original form of the potion was made by magicals. This pure form I speak of means that this batch was made from the original recipe used long before the war turned it into a subjugation device.” He lets out a sigh, tucking his hand back in hopes of keeping the smell of his blood to a minimum while they speak.
“A seventh dose of this potion, when used as it was intended, would leave each beings mind completely intact, the changes being made to them being welcome and for lack of a better word, beautiful.” He hangs his head slightly, offering up a slightly pleading smile. “I can't speak to the exact nature, but rest assured, no matter what happens to my mind in all of this, you will come out no worse for wear. Oh, and what you said before, about the risk to me, you are half right. Even if you destroy my mind, the plan to free the slaves will not fail. I do not need to be sane for it to work.” He smiles again, this time a touch of hope enters his gaze, a faint prayer that insanity will not be the case despite it having no baring on the major plan.
Oki, I'll work that in :P
He'll have an inkling, but he could not tell the exact reason. Humiliation and letting his people down, the feeling of failure would come across clear.
I may be speed posting for a while with you. I wanna see what happens :P
Alexi is slow to come to terms with the feelings now racing through his system. A part of him even begins understanding how it was impossible for the rebel leader to trust him, feeling the way he does about his captor. He whimpers pathetically, wrapped in around himself as he tries to understand these new and unpleasant feelings. 'How can one live feeling like this? This is. . . .More horrible than any beating I have ever received. Even more than the open hatred father had for me at the end' He gasps a few times, the thought of his father giving him a foothold against the torrent of unpleasant emotions.
His father did hate him at the end, and it had hurt Alexi to know this. These thoughts allow him to take the storm of emotions and put them in a place rather than running wild through his body. He can feel his body twitching and shaking, but as he breaths deeply, in and out, he manages to bring his body back under his control. 'I still do not know how one could live with such feelings, the intensity and passion, it threatens to break me. . . ' He relaxes, unfurling to look up at the vampire. 'Though I suppose it is these passions I admire most in him. . .It saddens me to once more realize that I carry no such convictions, however that is not my place in all this. I am here for a different reason'
After a few moments of silence the vampire speaks and the still quite shaken human has to fight to focus on his questions. He manages to roll on to his back, his body aching from being balled for so long. 'I know I need to answer him, and he deserves to look me in the eyes. . .' He fights with himself for a minute until at last he takes a deep breath and sits up. His mind clears slightly as he moves and by the time he's once more sitting at the foot of his bed, his legs dangling over the edge and kicking lightly like a little kid, ha manages a faint smile.
His eyes are still faintly laced with the pain of Erik's emotions, however his mind is far more clear now, his gaze soft. Thinking over the questions, he decides to answer them in order, as well as he can at the moment. “That was me trying to win a modicum of trust from you. The potion works on any living sentient being, the humans just did not want the magicals to know that. As for the results differing from what you are use to, that has a lot to do with my own lack of intense emotions throughout my life. The sudden torrent of your anger and hatred for me. . .Was more than I could take for a while there. The purity of the potion was also a factor, but that is a story for another time.” His legs continue to kick softly and his voice cracks a little. Swallowing he grimaces as he still tastes Erik's blood on his tongue.
Brushing that aside he takes another calming breath before continuing. “I told you why I did it, to help me win your trust. If you so fear what I am going to you, and refuse to believe me that it will not destroy you, then I will take the potion with you, leaving it in you hands how I come out of all this. I am giving you the choice to break me if you will, or to trust me and experience this together as something all together different from the horror stories. I will match you, dose for dose.” His head drops for a moment at the thought of the last question. He takes a steadying breath before looking back to the bound vampire.
“To tell you the truth, I didn't know it would hurt as badly as it did. The true nature of the potion, it's original purpose. . .” He shakes his head. “You have far stronger emotions than I do. I think that has something to do with how I was raised, and maybe even a bit of the blood I inherited from my father.” His father had been a very passionate man, but he was also mad. Not all madness need be represented the same way, or so they say. His smile returns and he once more leans against the post closest to the bound man. “I did it because it was the most logical way, for my mind at least, to try for the most gain with the least amount if risk.”
His father did hate him at the end, and it had hurt Alexi to know this. These thoughts allow him to take the storm of emotions and put them in a place rather than running wild through his body. He can feel his body twitching and shaking, but as he breaths deeply, in and out, he manages to bring his body back under his control. 'I still do not know how one could live with such feelings, the intensity and passion, it threatens to break me. . . ' He relaxes, unfurling to look up at the vampire. 'Though I suppose it is these passions I admire most in him. . .It saddens me to once more realize that I carry no such convictions, however that is not my place in all this. I am here for a different reason'
After a few moments of silence the vampire speaks and the still quite shaken human has to fight to focus on his questions. He manages to roll on to his back, his body aching from being balled for so long. 'I know I need to answer him, and he deserves to look me in the eyes. . .' He fights with himself for a minute until at last he takes a deep breath and sits up. His mind clears slightly as he moves and by the time he's once more sitting at the foot of his bed, his legs dangling over the edge and kicking lightly like a little kid, ha manages a faint smile.
His eyes are still faintly laced with the pain of Erik's emotions, however his mind is far more clear now, his gaze soft. Thinking over the questions, he decides to answer them in order, as well as he can at the moment. “That was me trying to win a modicum of trust from you. The potion works on any living sentient being, the humans just did not want the magicals to know that. As for the results differing from what you are use to, that has a lot to do with my own lack of intense emotions throughout my life. The sudden torrent of your anger and hatred for me. . .Was more than I could take for a while there. The purity of the potion was also a factor, but that is a story for another time.” His legs continue to kick softly and his voice cracks a little. Swallowing he grimaces as he still tastes Erik's blood on his tongue.
Brushing that aside he takes another calming breath before continuing. “I told you why I did it, to help me win your trust. If you so fear what I am going to you, and refuse to believe me that it will not destroy you, then I will take the potion with you, leaving it in you hands how I come out of all this. I am giving you the choice to break me if you will, or to trust me and experience this together as something all together different from the horror stories. I will match you, dose for dose.” His head drops for a moment at the thought of the last question. He takes a steadying breath before looking back to the bound vampire.
“To tell you the truth, I didn't know it would hurt as badly as it did. The true nature of the potion, it's original purpose. . .” He shakes his head. “You have far stronger emotions than I do. I think that has something to do with how I was raised, and maybe even a bit of the blood I inherited from my father.” His father had been a very passionate man, but he was also mad. Not all madness need be represented the same way, or so they say. His smile returns and he once more leans against the post closest to the bound man. “I did it because it was the most logical way, for my mind at least, to try for the most gain with the least amount if risk.”
Awww, sounds so sweet. *Smile*
I told you, you swayed me, so :P
I know he's confused right now, but I can't wait to see how he responds. Can I at least request he belive that there was no way Alexi could have slipped the potion into the fresh blood in the bottle though? I tried to make it so there was no way he could miss that Alexi gave him pure untainted blood.
I know he's confused right now, but I can't wait to see how he responds. Can I at least request he belive that there was no way Alexi could have slipped the potion into the fresh blood in the bottle though? I tried to make it so there was no way he could miss that Alexi gave him pure untainted blood.
Alexi took the potion first, and plans on taking all the doses along with Erik to show the effect it has on him. Once Alexi has a chance to explain a little more, he'll clear up a few things for Erik. Yes, no pain from the blood lust. When Alexi feels as pain right now is actually just Erik's emotions, but since Alexi himself has never felt that way, about anything, his passions running more mellow, that and the vast majority of the negative emotions being directed AT HIM, is why he feels it as pain. He's never had to deal with the emotions Erik is feeling.
Most taking the potion would yes, have their pain eased. But remember, this batch of the potion is pure, and designed to share soul, not to impress will upon another. Having one's will suppressed does not hurt, it's just very depressing.
Most taking the potion would yes, have their pain eased. But remember, this batch of the potion is pure, and designed to share soul, not to impress will upon another. Having one's will suppressed does not hurt, it's just very depressing.
Hopefully this will at least make him think twice :P
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