I feel like I've seen you before, somewhere... - Lector

Tid: Ca. 23;00 lørdag aften
Sted: Lige udenfor teateret i Gaia's gågade, efter en forestilling
Omgivelser: En del folk der er på vej væk, og nogle få der godt vil have taget billeder eller have autografer fra skuespillerne (inklusive Elena)
Vejr: Tørvejr, men en smule blæsende
Outfit: Link her

@Lector
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Well, this'd been such a nice night so far. Elena had had her first major female role in the theater, and it'd been such a good reception from the people in the audience - she'd never seen such a big standing ovation before, and she'd loved every second of being on stage there,taking all the praise the audience threw at them. This was where she belonged, she was sure,in the limelight, with lots of people praising her from high and low. It was why she loved being a model, too, it always earned you so many attentive fans.

Now, she waltzed out of the front door, smiling to the photographer from the local newspaper as he took some pictures of her, before she walked off to the side, where people were waiting to have pictures taken with their favorite actors for the theater, and maybe get some autographs as well. brushing a lock of her long hair behind an ear, she happily agreed to all the pictures people wanted with her, and borrowed a pen for all the autographs. When most of it was over and done with, she pulled out a cigarette from a pack in her clutch, lit it up, and took a good, long, heavy drag of it.

//kort start, I know. ^^; men du må sige til hvis jeg helst skal skrive dansk, også...

"How horrid you are! She is all the great heroines of the world in one. She is more than an individual.
You laugh, but i tell you she has genius. I love her, and I must make her love me. You, who know all the secrets of life, tell me how to charm Elena Adalfarus to love me! I want to make Romeo jealous." sagde han højt for sig selv. I det han forlod sin plads efter stykket han lige havde set: Romeo and Juliet. De blikke de omkringværende folk gav ham, bemærkede han knap nok. Han lod blot en latter forlade sine læber, i det han satte kurs mod dørene, som førte ham uden for. “Nothing is more real than nothing.” svarede han så endelig sig selv, i det han ved udgangen stoppede op og lod sit blik vandre op og ned af gaden. Til han fandt hende.

Utålmodigt ventede han. Brugte tiden smart, han tog en langstiklede rose fra et barn og prikkede blidt barnet i panden, der begyndte at skrige, på den mest fantastiske tossede måde. Han vendte sig i alt postyret og gik væk fra scenen af skrigene barn og forældre. Hen imod hende. Tættere på. Langsomt. "Estragon! People are bloody ignorant apes!" grinede han. Tættere på.
Til han stod der. Rakte han hende blomsten. Indåndede den skarpe men søde duft af cigaretten.
"Give a flower to her, and she will smile" sagde han til hende og bevægede sig et skridt tættere på, og et skridt mere, til han stod ubehageligt tæt op af hende og kiggede hende direkte ind i øjnene. "A prince! What more do you want?" spurgte han hende og trådte kort et skridt tilbage hvorved han bukkede dybt for hende, rettede sig op igen og stod igen ubehageligt tæt på hende.

Elena had just been standing there, eyes closed as she slowly expelled the smoke from her nostrils, relishing in the slight burn it caused. She had been enjoying the relative quiet that had fallen ove rpeople afte rthey'd gotten their photos and autographs, and she was about to take the last drag of her cigarette, when she sensed, and heard, a man coming closer and closer to her. She'd heard the child crying and the parents fussing, but frankly, she didn't care. She'd watched her mother to worse things than make a child cry on purpose, she was used to watching cruelty all around her. She'd never turned out too cruel herself, but she was still a demon, and she'd still punch you if you went on her nerves.

She opened her eyes and slowly turned to face the man. There was something about him that seemed familiar, but she was pretty sure she hadn't seen him before, too. Meh, he just had one of those faces, probably. She smiled as she took the rose he offered her, nodding her thanks. "Give a flower to her, and she will smile." She smirked as he said this - well, he was right, after all. She raised an eyebrow when he walked even closer, though, but otherwise paid it no heed. If he tried anything she didn't want to, she knew how to protect herself, after all.

"A prince! What more do you want?" She chuckled at this. "A prince, you say? So you're my prince charming, is that what you're trying to tell me? Well, then, where is your magnificent steed, so you can ride off with me?" she asked him with a teasing smile and a challenging look in her eyes as she looked him in the eyes.

Han måtte kontrollerede sig selv for denne næsten ustyrlige trang han fik til at læne sig yderlige frem og bide hende i ansigtet. Han gjorde det ikke. Endnu. “In vain have I struggled. It will not do. My feelings will not be repressed. You must allow me to tell you how ardently I admire and love you.” råbte han ind i ansigtet på hende, inden han grinede stille og kyssede hende mod kinden. Han trådte et skridt tilbage fra hende, så han kunne se hele hende. Hun var guddommelig. Han måtte have hende. Hun skulle være hans. Altid!
"Yes I am, Your prince! Your one and only savior!" fortalte han hende. Og da hun bad ham om hans hvide hest, bukkede han sig ned og samlede hende blot op, hen over hans egen skulder, hvor han havde frihed til smække hende bag i. Måske en anelse for hårdt. Det var fint. "I am! Where to princess?" spurgte han hende og begyndte at gå ned af gaden med hende over skulderen, dermed begyndte han at nynne titelmelodien til Cinderella.
"Unfortunately I am afraid, as always, of going on. For to go on means going from here, means finding me, losing me, vanishing and beginning again, a stranger first, then little by little the same as always, in another place, where I shall say I have always been, of which I shall know nothing.." sagde han, mest til sig selv.

Elena just laughed and gently shook her head. It was clear he was mad as fuck, but then again, she'd been surrounded by more or less crazy people her entire life - she was used to most of it. A broad smirk lit up her face as he kissed her cheek. Well, no matter how crazy he was, that was rather flattering, and just what she needed after having acted out her heart on stage for a solid three hours straight.

"Yes I am, Your prince! Your one and only savior!" She chuckled. Well, then.... A surprised noise escaped her when he simply picked her up, but she enjoyed feeling that strength as well, and she kinda liked people who knew what they wanted, and took what they wanted. The guy looked pretty nice, as well, so surely, there could be no harm in fooling around with him a little, and then go home again. In response to his harsh slap of her butt, she playfully let her long nails trail down his back, hard enough that her strength could be felt rather clearly, but still not enough to actually hurt.

"I am! Where to princess?" She chuckled, and reached out her other hand to run her fingers through his hair. "Why don't we just go to the nearest hotel, my Prince. It's that way," she told him, and gestured to his right. This might prove to be rather fun, who knew? She'd just leave if it got to be too much. Maybe even drain him of a bit of blood before she left. That was always fun.

"Well no, I know just the place for you!" svarede han. Det var intet hotel. Han tog et bedre tag om hende og lænede sig langsomt ind mod et butiksvindue. Med lukkede øjnene koncentrerede han sig for et et øjeblik. Så gled de begge ind gennem vinduet, men i stedet for at ende op inde i butikken, stod de nu på en tagterrasse oppe under himlens dyb, og havde nok så flot en udsigt til Gaia der lå mange etager under deres fødder. Han satte hende dermed ned på kanten af bygningen, og lagde en hånd mod hendes ryg, klar til at skubbe hende ud over kanten. "Trust me" hviskede han stille og trykkede hende let i ryggen. Han lænede sig så langsomt tilbage og igen forsvandt han i luften, han stod nu i stedet på den modsatte ende af taget også på kanten til døden. Han betragtede hende fra hvor han stod, hun var smuk hans prinsesse. "Woman! Take off your clothes and let me see the real you" kaldte han efter hende og vendte sig væk fra hende, hvis hun nu skulle bruge lidt privatliv til at komme ud af den kjole af hendes.
Et langsomt grin voksede i hans mund, og han kunne på ingen måde holde det inde, og gav sig i kast med sit fuldstændige maniske grin så højt som han kunne, ud i en den kolde nat, over frihedens by. "HÆHÆHÆHÆHÆHÆHÆHÆHÆHÆHÆÆÆÆÆ"

"Well no, I know just the place for you!" Oh, did he, now? She smiled and raised an eyebrow, and just as she was about to answer him, they were suddenly a new place, on top of one of the rooftops with a breathtaking view of the city... Well. he did know how to woo a lady such as herself, even if he was totally bonkers.

She corrected her dress a little when he'd put her down, and looked over her shoulder at him, when she felt the hand in her back. Trust him? Well, it was pretty hard to trust a complete stranger, but to be honest, for a demon, she had a pretty trusting nature, still. She barely even moved with the light press of his hands against her back, before he was gone and reappeared at the other end of the rooftop.

"Woman! Take off your clothes and let me see the real you." She smirked at this, and laughed to herself. "Well, now. You're not one to waste any time, are you, My Prince? It hardly seems fair that I have to take everything off and you don't take off anything too, does it? But maybe I can still give you a taste..."  she laughed, and got out of her dress, now standing in the nude underwear she'd had on underneath since the dress was so sheer, and her high heels. "Something for something, Prince..." she said, stepping out of the dress that'd fallen to the ground, a couple steps closer to him. And since he'd told her to let him see the real her.... She closed her eyes and concentrated, and her hair slowly darkened, going from light blonde to chestnut brown, and lengthening to just past her shoulders, the natural waves in her hair more pronounced now that it was longer.

*Shhh...* hviskede stemmen blidt i hans hovede. Den vågnede langsomt op fra sin dybe søvn og strakte sine arme højt overhovedet i et munter gab. "What is this now Estragon? spurgte han stemmen. Han tog et skridt ned fra kanten og vendte sig mod pigen, han faktisk havde glemt. Han spærrede øjnene helt op imens han stirrede på hende. Betagende. Hvem var hun?
*Dinner* hviskede stemmen legesygt i hans hovede. "Oh Estragon! How you make me laugh" svarede han. Han gik så målrettet hen til kvinden og stoppede op foran hende, igen.. ubehageligt tæt på. "So.. What do you want from me woman?" spurgte han hende, hun havde bedt om noget, something for something?
Something what? What did she want?! Why did she want it form him! *There, there child, don't be mad.. Just.. Eat.. Her..* hviskede stemmen blidt i hans hoved. "I will.." mumlede han til stemmen og lænede sig de sidste centimeter hen til hendes ansigt, hvormed han pressede sine læber mod hendes, underligt. Hans egne læber skiltes let i kyssets hede og hans tænder gled frem bag dem, og med et hårdt tryk bed han sammen om underlæbe, til blodet flød sødt ind mellem hans læber og ned over begge deres hager. Han gav et højlydt nydelses støn fra sig, og lagde sine arme om hendes afklædte krop, trykkede hende ind i sin favn, som han drak af hendes bløde læber.

Elena betragtede ham med et lille, frækt smil på læberne, som han vendte sig om, og hun bemærkede den måde han kiggede på hende på. Den type blik fik hun så mange af, men det her var trods alt en smule mere specielt. Hun vidste godt at hun så skide godt ud, altså, helt ærligt, hun var jo model udover sin nyopstartede teater karriere. hendes øjne fulgte ham som han kom hen til hende igen, og atter engang stod så tæt på at mange nok ville finde det ubehageligt, men det syntes hun nu ikke det var.

Der var en underlig tanke i baghovedet om at der vist var noget med at hende smor havde fortalt hende at hendes far også havde kunnet sådan noget med nogle portaler, men altså... Hun vidste jo ikke hvor udbredt sådan en evne var, så hun slog tanken ud af hovedet.

"So.. What do you want from me woman?" hun grinede lidt af hans spørgsmål. "What do you think, Prince? I just dropped some clothes for you. Why don't you do the same for me..." og istedetfor at vente på han selv gjorde noget, begyndte hun med det samme at fjerne hans jakke og skjorte.

Han mumlede et eller andet for sig selv, og næste øjeblik rørte hans læber hendes, og hun lukkede øjnene for kysset. Da hun mærkede ham bide igennem, så hun blødte, gik der ikke mange sekunder før hun gjorde nøjagtigt det samme ved ham, og også selv gav et lille, blidt støn da hun smagte hans blod. Hvis det ikek havde været klart før, var det i alt fald klart nu, at han ikke bare var et menneske, men at han ligesom hende også var speciel. Den stærkere smag... Også dæmon? Måske endda samme type som hende? Hendes arme gled langsomt rundt om hans hals mens de delte deres blodige kys.

Oh.. My... God! What was that sweet taste of hers! She was nowhere near human. But he liked it, very much. Han kunne mærke blodets skarpe smag mod hans tunge, og hvordan det fik hans øjne til at lyse op af lyst, hans greb om hende blev kun mere omklamerende og han havde ikke i sinde at give slip. When she bid him back, he made an odd noise, soundling like pleasure and one almost silent moan fell from his lips. He remembered what she had just told him, and how he now felt her fingers against his body as she tried to take of his perfectly fit suit. Han hjalp hende så meget muligt, hvilket ikke var meget, for han havde ikke lyst til at give slip på hende. Hans fingre gled op i hendes hår og han trak let i det så hendes hovede gled bag over. Han havde dermed lettere ved at læne sig frem og slikkede blodet af hendes hals. *Kill her..* lød en sløv stemmen fra et sted inde i ham. "Shh Estragon.. No.." mumbled he. He did not intend to kill her, not yet anyway, this was just the beginning. When he was first admitted to the asylum, he'd forgotten his whole family, and that was why neither her face or her name sounded familiar to him. Not yet anyway, maybe when the mind went a little bit more sane? Could be, or not.
A mild crazy laughter left his lips! Han fandt hendes blodige læber igen og kyssede hende hårdt.

As his grip on Elena tightened, so did hers around his neck, the fingers of one hand slowly slipping up his neck, into his hair, her eyes still closed as she enjoyed the closeness, the taste of his blood. It had only been two days since she'd last had some blood, but that had been regular human blood, from the 'donors' mother always provided for her on her weekly visits. His blood seemed almost thicker, and had so much more flavor than the rather bland human blood.

She liked hearing the noise he made when she bit him, apparently he didn't mind her giving some back... Good to know. She laughed when he pulled her head back by her hair, this was turning out so much more interesting than she thought it would. But then again, she had a tendency to like weirdos, and he was certainly as weird as you could get! There was always so much more to them than they ever let on. She was still laughing when he licked the blood off of her neck, her fingers exploring his back beneath his shirt, finally getting to feel some of his skin.

His laughter did nothing to stop hers, she just laughed right along with him, and only stopped when he found her lips once more and they resumed their harsh, bloody kiss.

*I wanna play! I wanna play, let me play with her!* tiggede stemmen han, og han udstødte bare et lavt hvæs, and told the voice to: "Back the fuck of, she's mine!"
Han mærkede Elenas fingre glide op i sit hår og nød den følelse af det gav ham, sammen med fremskudte gåsehud og en manisk grinen fra Estragon et sted bag i hans hovede. She made him mad!
Men på samme tid, var der en anden stemme i hans hovede, en stemme der råbte og skreg og tiggede om at blive hørt. Både han selv og Estragon himlede med øjnene af den, imens stemmen stadig prøvede at nå igennem til ham, måske hviskede den noget i stil med: *Daughter..* Men det anede ingen af dem hvad betød. For selve denne stemme, var en stemme han for lang tid havde spærret inde, halvtreds år var der gået, og den prøvede stadig at nå til ham. Men han havde bygget fængslet godt, der var ikke en chance, han hørte ikke efter, ville ikke! Estragon var enig, stemmen blev ikke hørt. Desuden anede han alligevel ikke hvad de små klynk og råb skulle betyde, så det var ham fuldkommen ligegyldigt.
Han fandt vej tilbage til hende og hørte hendes gengældes af hans grin, hvilket kunne gjorde hans begær for hende endnu vildere, hans ene hånd forlod hendes hår og gled ned over hendes ryg, udforskende, lærte hvad der var tilbage af hendes tøj, og hvor let det ville blive at befrie hende fra det. Alt imens mærkede han så endelig hendes hænder mod hans egen hud, og han hjalp hurtigt sig selv af med skjorte, vest og slips, så hun kunne komme til. Han slap hendes krop for at lægge sine hænder om hendes håndled, han slap et øjeblik det både blod kys for at sige, "Give it all you got.." hvorved han lagde hendes hænder mod sit bryst, neglende presset ind i skinnet, og han sendte hende et frækt smil og et psykotisk blik. He liked the pain, it made him feel alive.

Elena chuckled as she arched into his touches - he was being quite forward, but she usually didn't mind that, and tonight was no exceptions to that. His fingers dancing over her bare skin and the thin fabric of her underwear sent shiver of delight down her spine, and she laughed, again, when he removed the clothes she hadn't quite been able to remove form him yet, as much as he'd wanted to cling to her.

"Give it all you got.." Well, that was her intentions, after all... She smirked at him, hands and fingers slipping down his chest before they moved back up, and she gave him a show of just a small amount of hos strong she was, her nails piercing his skin and drawing long, jagged red lines of blood down his chest. But at the same time.... Her psychometry activated, as it sometimes did by itself... And she froze, as a memory playing in her mind.

It was back home in mom's house. The man was there... Screaming to the ceiling and laughing maniacally, as people dragged him away, secured in a straitjacket. In front of him, Bella, Gabe and Elena herself stood... And Elena heard her younger self ask, while looking up at Bella: "Mommy, why does daddy have to go?"

And then, just as suddenly, she was back to the present, and she took a step away from Lector as things clicked into place, a flood of memories she had been hiding away suddenly popping up, and now there was no doubt in her mind that this man was indeed her father. "... Lector? Dad?"

Hans læber mod hendes igen, mærkede grinet i hendes mundvig og han gengældte det, et ægte latterkys. Han lænede sig tilbage for at nyde hendes guddommelige berørelse, hans hud sitrede nærmest under hendes fingre, han slap hendes håndled og fik sine arme foldet rundt om hende igen, hans fingre på opdagelse ned over hendes blide hud. Han bøjede nakken og strakte halsen bag over da hun endelig borede sine negle ind gennem hans forsvarsløse hud, så let som var han bygget af puffet flødeskum. Langsomt greb han om hendes blodige hånd og førte den op til hans læber, lod en fingre glide ind mellem sine læber og slikkede hendes pegefinger ren. Han havde endnu ikke opdaget hendes mærkelig frossen tilstand. Han slap hendes håndled og lagde en finger mod hendes hals og trykkede let ind, så han kunne mærke den stærke puls under sine fingre. Han lagde hovedet lidt på skrå og fangede så endelige hendes øjne, hvor det var helt tydeligt at hun blot så lige igennem ham, så noget andet end ham. Han rynkede panden og prøvede at forstå dette udtryk, dog var det ikke helt nyt for ham, han havde set det før, hos sine venner på galeanstalten, åh! Han savnede dem! Venner!
Da Elena vendte tilbage til ham gav han modvilligt slip på hende som hun trådte væk fra ham, en underligt ny grimasse havde lagt sig over hendes ansigt, og han prøvede af alt kraft at tyde dette, men han forstod intet.
Langsomt gled et smil tilbage på hans læber og hans øjne lyste op, han anede ikke hvorfor hun kaldte ham ved hans navn, han huskede ikke at have fortalt hende det, kun at han var hendes prins? Hm? Måske havde han glemt det, han glemte let. Men at hun kaldte ham far freakede ham ikke rigtig ud, i stedet var han fuldt ud overbevidst om at det bare var en form for fetish for hende, "Sure, you can call me daddy if that turns you on" grinede han så og udlignede luften mellem dem ved at træde tæt på hende igen, han lænede sig ind mod hende, lagde sine arme om hende, hev hende ind til sig, han var ikke færdig med hende endnu.
I mellem tiden var den irriterende hysteriske stemme begyndt at skrige igen et sted inde i hans hovede, og han prøvede at få Estragon til at kvæle stemmen så han kunne få ro til at ordne Elena. Stemmen skreg dog bare videre, prøvede at få et ord indført med Estragons råben overdøvede de fornuftige ting stemmen havde at sige, hvad var det nu for noget lort? Hans samvittighed, han måtte kalde stemmen for Jiminy så! "Shut up Jiminy" brummede han, inden han kyssede hendes læber igen, hårdt og tiltrængt. Den ustyrlige lyst brændte op i ham igen, she was perfect! His princess, his Juliet!

Elena'd been smiling and chuckling as they'd kissed before, and her hands had been eagerly exploring his body, but as soon as she'd come back from her vision, all that eagerness had naturally disappeared,as she realized exactly who this man was.Her father, whom she hadn't seen in fifty years. She'd been a little child of five when they'd dragged him off to the asylum, and she'd never seen him again. Had he used his portals to finally escape? Probably.

She noticed the way his eyes lit up, but she really didn't like it, not now. She might've liked it before, but not now, not after her ability had helped tell her exactly who he was. "Sure, you can call me daddy if that turns you on." Her face paled a little. He really couldn't remember any of his family, could he? As he pulled her in close for another kiss,  she didn't return it this time, she writhed herself out of his grip again and took a couple steps backwards again, shaking her head. "No. Don't... Don't touch me like that. It's wrong!" she insisted, her gaze hard. "I'm not going to do anything with you, Lector. It's wrong. I'm your daughter, for crying out loud! Try to fucking remember!! I know you're crazy, but try to! Please!"

Han udstødte et længere utålmodigt suk der hurtigt blev til hvæs da hun stoppede ham igen. Hvad nu?! Kostbar? Playing hard to get?! Hm!!! Jiminy råbte endnu højere og en let hovedepine fyldte hans hovede, som minderne igen trykkede på. Hans mur var for høj, for tyk! Det kunne ikke slippe igennem, han kunne ikke huske hende, anede ikke hvem hun var, hvorfor kaldte hun ham Lector? Hvorfor kendte hun ham!!! "Didi! What do you know about this!? Tell me!" spurgte han Didi, men hun ville ikke tale med ham, hun var sur af en eller anden grund, altid så jaloux. I stedet mumlede Estragon et eller andet om at være sulten, igennem støjen som Jiminy lavede. Men hvad så nu!!!!
Han tog et par hurtigere skridt frem mod hende, sneg sig om bag hende lagde an arm om livet på hende, trykkede hendes mave ind mod sig, så hendes krop igen var i kontakt med hans, den anden arm havde han på samme tid lagt om hendes hals, albuen mod halsen. Holdte hende fanget i hans arme, dog var der intet kærligt over dette. "You're no child of mine.. I don't have any.." sagde han helt stille og skubbede mentalt Jiminy ned fra hvad end han sad på og råbte fra! Hvad?!!! "What is it Jiminy! What do you want!!" sagde han surt ind i øret på Elena. *Bella...* fik stemmen så endelig igennem til ham. Han frøs på stedet og stod bare og stirrede ud i luften, forsøgte ikke længere at holde fast på Elena. Der var ligesom noget i hans hjerne der prøvede.. at slå klik.. Men.. Kunne bare ikke få lov, han gav det ikke lov. Han rystede på hovedet, Don't lie to me, don't you dare!" sagde han højt, både til stemmen og til Elena, de løj begge to! Han havde ingen datter og han kendte ingen Bella, det var jo fuldstændig absurd!

Elena writhed in his grip about as soon as he took a hold of her, they were still about equally strong after all, both of them being blood demons. Mother had at least told her that, that she was the same type of demon as her father. She gasped just a little for breath when he put the arm around her neck, and she raised one of her hands to try and get that arm away from her.

"You're no child of mine.. I don't have any.." She hissed and writhed harder. "Yes, you bloody do! You have me, Gabe and Andy! I got to be five before they took you away! Please, try to remember!" she practically yelled right into his ear, hoping it was enough to get past that thick skull, or walls, of his. Then she noticed him freezing, slackening his grip... And with a small burst of strength, she wriggled out of his hold, using one of the escapes she'd learned in her martial arts. She couldn't know when he'd snap back to himself, so she frantically looked around, and found the fire staircase leading down from the roof, which she ran towards and began to descend as fast as possible - better utilize the chance you have to get away, when it presents itself like that!

"You're right, we're inexhaustible." hviskede han stille, stadig i den mere eller mindre frossen tilstand han var i, han lagde derfor knap nok mærke til at Elena havde snoet sig ud af hans tag i hende. *It's so we won't think.* hviskede stemmen - "We have that excuse." svarede han - * It's so we won't hear.* hviskede stemmen - "We have our reasons." svarede han - *All the dead voices.* hviskede stemmen.
Lector nikkede igen til det Estragon fortalte ham, han var enig. Jiminy var blevet helt stille, han havde måske opgivet? Eller også havde det taget for meget af hans energi at komme igennem til Lector og han var blot i gang med at oplade til endnu et mentalt angreb. Lectors øjne bleve en smule større som han lod et ørredøvende råb forlade hans læber, han havde opdaget Elenas forsvinden!! "COME BACK HERE YOU!!! WE'RE NOT FINISHED YET!!!!" råbte han vredt og satte i løb efter hende, som om hun kunne kravle hele vejen ned ved hjælp af brandtrappen, ikke når de var så langt oppe. Han indhentede hende med lidt besvær og greb ud efter hendes arm, på en slet ikke blid måde. "Elena..." hviskede han og nu var panikken skudt frem i hans øjne, han var alligevel i tvivl, var han ikke? "You got the wrong man.. I dob't have any children, I assure you that.. You most be wrong" sagde han en smule højere end en hvisken, dog holdte han stadig krampagtigt fast i hendes arm. Han så ned under dem, hvor langt der var. Han tænkte, og kravlede så op på gelænderet, og tvang hende med sig, ved ikke at slippe hendes arm igen, han havde endda sat neglene i hende, så de borede sig helt ind under huden. "Have sex with me!" råbte han så, og vreden var vendt tilbage i hans øjne. Han rykkede så hårdt i hende han kunne og fik hende tvunget ud over gelænderet, hans greb gled lidt og hans hånd gled fra hendes arm til hendes håndled, så hans negle fik tegnet nogen fine lange blodrøde ridser hele vejen oppe fra og ned til håndledet, hvor han greb fat. Hun hang nu ud over gelænderet, med fritfald under sine fødder og slap han ville hun falde. Hans øjne zoomede ind på hende, overvejede stærkt for og imod i sit hovede, det hele kørte rundt. "Who is she.. Where is she, tell me where to.." sagde han stille, og med den anden hånd formede han en cirkel med sin finger og nede ved jorden for enden af bygningen, måske en eller to meter ovenover vejen, formede der sig en lysende cirkulær portal, hvis kanten var ildrøde og i midten var den dyb blå, ikke usynlig som de andre havde været, han var ikke i humør til det. Han skulle bare have hende til at fortælle ham hvor de skulle hen.. Hen til hende der kvinden.. Bella, eller hvad? Så kunne de få afklaret det her mysterium, og Elena kunne se at han ingen børn havde og ingen Bella kendte.. Og de kunne have sex.

Elena did hear him yelling, and it set her running faster down the stairs, discarding her shoes while running so they wouldn't make her trip and tumble all the way to the ground. She cried out, in fear and anger when he caught up with her, writhing still when he whispered her name. She wasn't going to be fooled, his moods change dso drastically she wouldn't ever let her guard down around him again.

"Let me the fuck go! You DO have children, and even if you didn't, a 'no' is still a no!!" she yelled when she felt his nails break through her skin, heard him demand that they have sex. Did he really have nothing else on his mind?! But she quite suddenly stopped her struggle as he got her out over the edge - she really didn't want him to drop her. Fear returned to her eyes when she saw how far down there was, but then she got her eyes on the portal he was creating, and heard what he asked of her. "She's... She's Bella. My mother. Your ex-wife. She lives in a big mansion on the outskirts of this town," she hastily told him, swallowing a little.

@Bella

Han holdte stramt fast om hendes håndled imens han ventede på hendes svar, koncentrerede sig for at holde portalen åben på samme tid, hvis hun ikke snart svarede ham ville den lukke sig igen. ”I DON'T!!” råbte han ind i ansigtet på hende og sendte hende sit moderiske blik, nu havde han snart fået nok. *All the dead voices.* gentog Estragon, men Lector snerrede bare vredt af ham. ”Not now Estragon, SHUT UP!” råbte han til stemmen, han havde ikke tid, han var så gal, på hende! Pigen! Han stirrede ind i hendes øjne og rystede på hovedet af ham, ”Don't ring a bell.. Must be because you are lying.. Lest go find out.. Shall we..” sagde han vredt til hende og dermed slap han hendes håndled. Han sprang dog selv op på gelænderet og ud over kanten efter hende, så de begge to var i frit fald. Igennem portalen røg de.
Han landede på gulvet i en.. noget af en stue. Han satte sig hurtigt op, så sig omkring efter Elena og fik øje på hende lidt længere væk, han kravlede hen til hende og tog fat om hendes ankler og begyndte at trække hende ind mod sig. ”Is this the right place?! Call her.. Call your MOMMMMMYYYYY!!!” sagde han og råbte det sidste. Den mest logiske grund til at han havde haft så let ved at vælge det rigtige hus var nok.. At han havde været der før.. Mere end en gang også, som Jiminy selvfølgelig prøvede at forklare ham, men han hørte ikke efter, nope! Would just not listen.

Elena had her eyes tightly shut, she did not want to look at him while she could hear and fel him being this angry... it had been ages since she'd been so afraid, not since.... Not since he'd lashed out at her during their first visit to the asylum. Now that her ability had released one memory, a stream of everything with Lector, her Dad, appeared once again, and a single tear escaped her eye before Lector suddenly let go of her, and a surprised sound escaped her, fear gripping her - and then, suddenly, she landed on the floor of her mother's, Bella's, living room. Instantly, she tried to get up and run away, run off to find her, but Lector was too fast and grabbed her ankles, causing her to trip and hit her head on the floor.

"Mama! Komm schnell! Ich habe Dad gefunden und er wird mich nicht gehen lassen!" she yelled out into the room, her voice ringing down the hallways of the house, while a couple more tears fell... And then she felt a familiar warmth in her forehead. When she'd fallen over, she'd hit her head hard enough against the hard floor that her skin had split open in a small tear, blood slowly flowing down one of her temples while she still did her very best to kick Lector off of her. But it just seemed like he, in his rage, had gotten stronger than he was just before...

// Mom! Come quick! I found Dad and he won't let me go!

Påklædning

Bella had been relaxing in her day room with her favorite book, The Strange Case of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde, when she suddenly heard heard her daughter yell for her, which was strange, she hadn't heard the frontdoor, and they didn't have anything planned that day. When she realized her daughters yells were panicked in German, which meant it was serious, and about her insane father, Bella jumped up from her set om the chaiselong, throwing her book behind her, in her day room and she hurried to her living room, here she heard some sounds, that almost sounded like a fight.
And when she stepped in she almost froze in her step, that was until she saw the blood running down her daughters face and Bella saw red. She ran over and grabbed Lector by the collar and pulled him from Elena. In a matter of seconds, she had him pinned against the floor asking "What the hell do you think you're doing Lector?!". She had her hand around his throat and the other one was against his chest, pushing him down into her floor. "Elena, sweetie, please go clean yourself up.". Her eyes found Lector again and she asked "How did you get out? Is it those portals at work again? I knew I should have made a deal with a witch, to make sure you stayed in there for good.".

Lector holdte stadig fast om Elenas ankler da pigen begyndte at skrige på et eller andet sprog Lector ikke forstod, han havde måske en svag erindring om at det alligevel virkede lidt bekendt, men eftersom han havde undertrykt sin fortid samme med denne kvinde der skulle være hans datter, huskede han det bare ikke. Han fik hende også næsten trukket ind under sig, på trods af hendes spark, men selv når hun ramte ham, reagerede han ikke synderligt på det. Det var først da han hørte fodskridt at han sådan gav lidt efter for sit tag om hendes ankler, i det han blev distraheret af en anden kvindes ankommen. Han kiggede op på Bella da hun nævnte hans navn, og hans øjne var spejlblanke for genkendelse, han forstod det ikke. Han gav et højt hvæs fra sig da kvinden fik fat i ham og trak ham væk fra Elena, det var han ikke helt tilfreds med! Han skulle til at svare hende da hun pressede ham ned i gulvet med en hånd omkring hans hals.. argh! NO! *This is no good! Get away! Hurry!* råbte en stemme i hovedet på ham, han havde svært ved at skelne hvem det var, på grund af den stress han nu følte. Han stirrede op på kvinden med et hårdt udtryk. ”Do.. I... Know.. You?” fik han hvæst ud mellem tænderne. Han lagde sine arme omkring hendes arm der var ved hans hals og skubbede med sin styrke hvad han kunne få at få lidt luft ned i sine lunger igen, satans til kvindfolk! Han lyttede til hvad han sagde og rystede så voldsomt med hovedet for at få det fri. Han lukkede kort øjnene og så faldt han ellers igennem gulvet, han dukkede op igennem en anden usynlig portal lige foran Elena, der var kommet på benene og var på flugt... nope! Han tog fat om hendes hals og holdte vendte hende mod hendes mor, inden han lagde en arm om hendes krop, den anden hånd stadig om hendes hals, uden at trykke til dog, han trak hende ind til sig, og brugte Elena som et skjold mod kvinden. Han slap så hendes hals og holdte en finger ude foran Elenas tinding, klar til at røre hende hvis kvinden kom for tæt på... Hvis hun virkelig kendte ham.. Som det lød til.. Så vidste hun godt hvad der skete hvis Lector rørte ved Elenas tinding.. og det ville ikke blive rart.
”Please.. Be careful.. Or i might hurt your daughter.. You talk like you know me.. And still I've got no memories about any of you.. So why are you lying?” sagde han helt roligt igen, men med et sindsygt blik i øjnene. *Lector.. It's them.. Your family!* gled en stemme så igennem til ham, og han vidste udmærket hvem det var, men han valgte stadig at ignorere Jiminy fuldstændig, han var kun sur fordi de andre ikke kunne holde ham nede! ”Make him shut the fuck up! Estragon I'm counting on you!!” råbte han til stemmerne i sit hoved.