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As the rest of the Teen Spirit detachment proliferated and found bunks to relax in, Elise made a b-line for a commanding officer and demanded to know where the captive general was being held. From there she had been directed to Azula, who outwardly seemed to be having the time of her life.
“So pugnacious, Elise! The General has been secured within our walls. I’ll be happy to arrange an appointment, but surely there’s time for us girls to get caught up?” Azula said, conjuring her most matronly venom.
“Actually, now that you mention it…” Elise snapped, taking a step forward, “...no. I need to see him.”
“She needs to see him? My my...if I didn’t know better I’d say someone sounded attached.” Azula sighed. She barely suppressed a vicious grin, which was entirely intentional. Games upon games upon games. The two held an electric stare for a moment.
“Oh, very well. This way…” the Queen beckoned. The gates of Fort Briggs yawned before them, and the monolithic, dark steel structure soon shrouded them in the orange half-light of humming sulfur lamps.
As they entered the detention complex, Elise immediately felt Strazio’s fitful, restless soul flickering at the far end of the hallway. Her pace quickened, and she half jogged up to the cell where the leering, ragged man was being kept. The grand irony was, of course, was that he was still in better shape than when she had pushed him into this whole mess.
Strazio’s head tilted slightly in recognition of the vampire, but his stubborn scowl remained. It took everything in her power not to blurt out the word ‘Dad!’ the second she made eye contact with the guy. Because Strazio wasn’t her dad. There was something else about him that compelled this attachment...but that didn’t make it feel any less urgent. Elise hefted her medical kit and shot a look over at the jailer; some squirrely little mercenary girl with a blindfold.
“Open the cell. I’ll tend to his wounds, and you will remove his restraints.” Elise said flatly. The blindfold scoffed.
“Like hell? I don’t take orders from you, and I’m not about to let this punk get his hands free.” Stheno scoffed. Elise maintained her smoldering, crimson glare.
“I seen this man disintegrate people with his mind. His hands are the least of your troubles, and the fact none of you are powdered idiot right now shows me that he gonna be civil.” Elise said. Her voice steadily increased in tone, and her body was visibly shaking. When Stheno didn’t budge, her next words came with a fanged grimace.
“Uncuff. Him.” Elise seethed. Azula, who had approached at a more leisurely pace befitting her station, paced up to the cell door with feline satisfaction. Stheno glanced up at her General, who nodded in turn.
“Sure thing, but don’t mind if I draw my weapon.” the gorgon said flatly. She rattled a set of brass keys in the lock in one hand, while cocking her sidearm in the other. Strazio kept his eyes locked on the mercenary as she and Elise entered the room. Stheno passed the the correct key to Elise, who slowly undid the iron clasps holding Strazio’s hands and feet.
The albino kept his eyes glued on Stheno, who kept the pistol trained right between his eyes. She backed slowly out of the cell, and closed the door behind her. Strazio rubbed the raw skin around his wrists for a moment as Elise began to unpack her medicine bag. Then, with a lightning, feral movement, the magus stood up and smashed his fist into Elise’s chin.
The clamor of voices and threats became deafening for a moment before Stheno shouted the enemy general back into his chair. He held his hands up with a wickedly pleased grin on his face.
“So much for civil!” Stheno spat.
Azula was cackling openly.
Elise dabbed a bit of blood off of her lip and sighed.
“Nah...nah, I was expecting that.” she said with partially slurred resignation. She paused before approaching Strazio with a few gauze pads and bandages.
“You get it out of ya system? I’m tryna do you a solid.” she said flatly. Strazio resumed his petulant silence. Whatever. Elise set about mending and salving the worst of his injuries as Azula took the chance to pounce.
“You two seem to have quite the history! I had heard about Mirage and Wraith. Who knew there was another couple separated by battle lines?” Azula half sang.
“Not like that. It’s my fault he’s in this stupid death game. I promised to keep him alive.” Elise murmured. It wasn’t the whole truth, but hanging out with vampires had taught Elise to recognize when she was being analyzed. Azula was looking for collateral to keep her on a leash. Conversely, the Queen knew when someone was holding out on her.
“That sounds like a story in and of itself…” Azula prodded. She turned to address Strazio. “...care to elaborate? I’d hate to think that our resident vampire would do something treacherous to uphold a hastily made pact.”
Ah. There it was. Elise stood up and rounded on Azula with a firm, dark sneer.
“Careful princess. Easy to act big when you’ve got a thousand fools at your command. Back in the Crossroads? I ain’t ever heard of ya. Think about what comes after all this.”
Everyone present knew instantly that a critical hit had been landed. Azula hummed with laughter, but it was audibly just a bit unhinged. Elise made a point of doubling down on her rebuttal before Azula could devise a riposte.
“If I hear about any more harm coming to Strazio, I’ll collect your blood and write ‘has been’ on the jar. Those are my terms.” Elise hissed. She let a silent moment spend itself.
“Past that...I’m interested in ending this game as quickly as possible. If you have any big ideas for that, I’m down...”
“So pugnacious, Elise! The General has been secured within our walls. I’ll be happy to arrange an appointment, but surely there’s time for us girls to get caught up?” Azula said, conjuring her most matronly venom.
“Actually, now that you mention it…” Elise snapped, taking a step forward, “...no. I need to see him.”
“She needs to see him? My my...if I didn’t know better I’d say someone sounded attached.” Azula sighed. She barely suppressed a vicious grin, which was entirely intentional. Games upon games upon games. The two held an electric stare for a moment.
“Oh, very well. This way…” the Queen beckoned. The gates of Fort Briggs yawned before them, and the monolithic, dark steel structure soon shrouded them in the orange half-light of humming sulfur lamps.
As they entered the detention complex, Elise immediately felt Strazio’s fitful, restless soul flickering at the far end of the hallway. Her pace quickened, and she half jogged up to the cell where the leering, ragged man was being kept. The grand irony was, of course, was that he was still in better shape than when she had pushed him into this whole mess.
Strazio’s head tilted slightly in recognition of the vampire, but his stubborn scowl remained. It took everything in her power not to blurt out the word ‘Dad!’ the second she made eye contact with the guy. Because Strazio wasn’t her dad. There was something else about him that compelled this attachment...but that didn’t make it feel any less urgent. Elise hefted her medical kit and shot a look over at the jailer; some squirrely little mercenary girl with a blindfold.
“Open the cell. I’ll tend to his wounds, and you will remove his restraints.” Elise said flatly. The blindfold scoffed.
“Like hell? I don’t take orders from you, and I’m not about to let this punk get his hands free.” Stheno scoffed. Elise maintained her smoldering, crimson glare.
“I seen this man disintegrate people with his mind. His hands are the least of your troubles, and the fact none of you are powdered idiot right now shows me that he gonna be civil.” Elise said. Her voice steadily increased in tone, and her body was visibly shaking. When Stheno didn’t budge, her next words came with a fanged grimace.
“Uncuff. Him.” Elise seethed. Azula, who had approached at a more leisurely pace befitting her station, paced up to the cell door with feline satisfaction. Stheno glanced up at her General, who nodded in turn.
“Sure thing, but don’t mind if I draw my weapon.” the gorgon said flatly. She rattled a set of brass keys in the lock in one hand, while cocking her sidearm in the other. Strazio kept his eyes locked on the mercenary as she and Elise entered the room. Stheno passed the the correct key to Elise, who slowly undid the iron clasps holding Strazio’s hands and feet.
The albino kept his eyes glued on Stheno, who kept the pistol trained right between his eyes. She backed slowly out of the cell, and closed the door behind her. Strazio rubbed the raw skin around his wrists for a moment as Elise began to unpack her medicine bag. Then, with a lightning, feral movement, the magus stood up and smashed his fist into Elise’s chin.
The clamor of voices and threats became deafening for a moment before Stheno shouted the enemy general back into his chair. He held his hands up with a wickedly pleased grin on his face.
“So much for civil!” Stheno spat.
Azula was cackling openly.
Elise dabbed a bit of blood off of her lip and sighed.
“Nah...nah, I was expecting that.” she said with partially slurred resignation. She paused before approaching Strazio with a few gauze pads and bandages.
“You get it out of ya system? I’m tryna do you a solid.” she said flatly. Strazio resumed his petulant silence. Whatever. Elise set about mending and salving the worst of his injuries as Azula took the chance to pounce.
“You two seem to have quite the history! I had heard about Mirage and Wraith. Who knew there was another couple separated by battle lines?” Azula half sang.
“Not like that. It’s my fault he’s in this stupid death game. I promised to keep him alive.” Elise murmured. It wasn’t the whole truth, but hanging out with vampires had taught Elise to recognize when she was being analyzed. Azula was looking for collateral to keep her on a leash. Conversely, the Queen knew when someone was holding out on her.
“That sounds like a story in and of itself…” Azula prodded. She turned to address Strazio. “...care to elaborate? I’d hate to think that our resident vampire would do something treacherous to uphold a hastily made pact.”
Ah. There it was. Elise stood up and rounded on Azula with a firm, dark sneer.
“Careful princess. Easy to act big when you’ve got a thousand fools at your command. Back in the Crossroads? I ain’t ever heard of ya. Think about what comes after all this.”
Everyone present knew instantly that a critical hit had been landed. Azula hummed with laughter, but it was audibly just a bit unhinged. Elise made a point of doubling down on her rebuttal before Azula could devise a riposte.
“If I hear about any more harm coming to Strazio, I’ll collect your blood and write ‘has been’ on the jar. Those are my terms.” Elise hissed. She let a silent moment spend itself.
“Past that...I’m interested in ending this game as quickly as possible. If you have any big ideas for that, I’m down...”
