Fitz's cell-Wed Sept 22nd

by **Narrator** » Sun May 03, 2009 12:12 pm

When Fitz woke up, he'd find himself laying on a bare, hard floor. He had a collar around his neck, and the collar was attached to a to a wall. The cell was pitch black, of course, would make it difficult to determine anything else about the cell.

by **Fitzhenry Simmons** » Sun May 03, 2009 12:19 pm

Fitz was a little distressed. Not so much by the captivity and the fact that he'd been disarmed, or even that his power seemed to have no effect on these 'vampires', he'd had time to adjust to that. However, what was upsetting was the clothing his captors had seen fit to put him in. Jumpsuits were so not his style.

by **Narrator** » Sun May 03, 2009 12:24 pm

After some amount of time, Fitz would hear voices outside of the door of his cell.

.....can't believe.........you brought him back here...........

I.........he's a telepath.............

...trained as a.........too dangerous............

.........turn him, surely............

I'll decide........cull.....stupid bitch.

by **Fitzhenry Simmons** » Sun May 03, 2009 12:29 pm

Fitz waited patiently, evaluating his options. He'd been trained to deal with captivity and his mind was already at work formulating plans.

by **Narrator** » Sun May 03, 2009 12:33 pm

The door opened and a dim light flickered on. Herodias, followed by Bathsheba, walked into the room.

"Hello, Mr. Simmons." she said, walking up to him.

by **Fitzhenry Simmons** » Sun May 03, 2009 1:28 pm

"So you are sharing after all?" Fitz said to Bathsheba, ignoring Herodias. He was still affecting the strong Russian accent he'd used the day before.

by **Narrator** » Sun May 03, 2009 1:30 pm

<You can drop the accent.> Bathsheba replied in French, partially to see if he could still understand it with an inhibitor collar on.

by **Fitzhenry Simmons** » Sun May 03, 2009 1:40 pm

Fitz looked blankly at Bathsheba. "In English?" he asked.

by **Narrator** » Sun May 03, 2009 1:47 pm

Bathsheba sighed "I said that you can drop the fake accent."

"He really is completely useless with the inhibitor collar." Herodias said under her breath to Bathsheba.

by **Fitzhenry Simmons** » Sun May 03, 2009 1:53 pm

"Why would you assume it's fake?"

by **Narrator** » Sun May 03, 2009 1:57 pm

"Because we know who you are, Fitzhenry Simmons. I suggest that you stop the games, unless you want to irritate me." Herodias said, looking at Fitz sternly.

by **Fitzhenry Simmons** » Sun May 03, 2009 2:01 pm

"What accent would you like me to use?"

by **Narrator** » Sun May 03, 2009 2:04 pm

"Your real one, please. Indulge me." Herodias said "And I really suggest that you not annoy me, if you want to live through the next few hours."

by **Fitzhenry Simmons** » Sun May 03, 2009 2:11 pm

"This is as real as any." Fitz replied, shrugging. He wasn't actually being difficult, he didn't have a specific natural accent anymore.

by **Narrator** » Sun May 03, 2009 2:15 pm

Herodias sighed and grabbed Fitz's head on either side, looking into his eyes as she evaluated his abilities.

"Hmmmm" she said speculatively "You might be useful. As food anyway."

<His abilities?> Bathsheba asked

<I'll have to consult, but I rather doubt it.> Herodias replied.

"Try to get some rest." Bathsheba said to him "You'll need your strength."

by **Fitzhenry Simmons** » Sun May 03, 2009 2:19 pm

"You expect me to rest in this abomination?" Fitz asked indignantly, indicating his jump suit.

by **Narrator** » Sun May 03, 2009 7:16 pm

"Sorry about that." Bathsheba said "Its standard procedure. Plus, we had to cut the suit off you."

by **Fitzhenry Simmons** » Sun May 03, 2009 8:56 pm

"You WHAT?!" Fitz stormed?

by **Narrator** » Sun May 03, 2009 9:01 pm

"Cut off your suit." Herodias repeated, in a tone suggesting that she found him dense and this tiresome "You were passed out, it was the easiest way. Of course, if its really that much of a problem, we can take the jumpsuit away."

by **Fitzhenry Simmons** » Sun May 03, 2009 9:13 pm

"Anyone ever tell you you have the cutest little dimples when you're angry?" Fitz asked with a disarming smile.

by **Narrator** » Sun May 03, 2009 9:29 pm

"Its been mentioned before." Herodias said over her shoulder as she and Bathsheba left the room. "Usually just before the screaming starts."

by **Fitzhenry Simmons** » Sun May 03, 2009 9:32 pm

"You're a screamer? How delightful." Fitz replied, sounding amused.

by **Narrator** » Sun May 03, 2009 9:44 pm

There was no reply, and Fitz was left alone in the darkness. Some time later, someone came and replaced the fouled bucket with a clean one, and some time after that, Fitz was brought food and water.

by **Fitzhenry Simmons** » Sun May 03, 2009 9:48 pm

Well, here's another nice mess I've gotten me into. Fitz mused, wondering what to do with the faint advantage he'd managed to gain.

by **Narrator** » Sun May 03, 2009 10:55 pm

After some additional time had passed, the food and water were taken away. Some time after that, two vampires came in, a tall, thin young man and a slightly shorter young woman.

by **Fitzhenry Simmons** » Sun May 03, 2009 11:23 pm

"Are we playing musical vampires now?" Fitz asked, looking up at his new guests. He'd dropped the Russian accent and was now using a English one.

by **Narrator** » Sun May 03, 2009 11:28 pm

"We were feeling peckish." the male vampire said, smiling coldly at Fitz.

by **Fitzhenry Simmons** » Sun May 03, 2009 11:39 pm

"See, there's a problem there." Fitz replied, maintaining his outward cheerfullness. "Your idea of feeding is rather shall we say.. intimate? IWhat if I'm insecure about my sexuality? What if you are? Besides, it should at least come with a nice bottle of wine, I believe a Chateau Latour was mentioned?"

by **Narrator** » Sun May 03, 2009 11:44 pm

"I think that I don't especially care if you enjoy it or not." Cain replied, as Salome stepped forward and grabbed his arms.

by **Fitzhenry Simmons** » Sun May 03, 2009 11:46 pm

Fitz shook his head ruefully. "You people have no class, no class at all."

by **Narrator** » Sun May 03, 2009 11:57 pm

Cain didn't answer, his only response was to unzip Fitz's jumpsuit and sink his fangs into Fitz's shoulder.

by **Fitzhenry Simmons** » Mon May 04, 2009 5:42 pm

Fitz grimaced, but gave no other indication of pain.

"You know." he mused as Cain fed. "You really are rather stupid."

by **Narrator** » Mon May 04, 2009 5:51 pm

"Really." Salome said, sounding amused "Why do you say that?"

by **Fitzhenry Simmons** » Mon May 04, 2009 5:54 pm

"Because if you really do know who I am, you ought to have figured out by now your only viable option is to let me go."

by **Narrator** » Mon May 04, 2009 6:12 pm

"That is remarkably uncreative of you." Salome responded.

by **Fitzhenry Simmons** » Mon May 04, 2009 6:14 pm

"Why be creative when simple truth will do?" Fitz asked?

by **Narrator** » Mon May 04, 2009 6:26 pm

"That is hardly our only option." Cain said, taking his turn holding Fitz so that Salome could feed.

by **Fitzhenry Simmons** » Mon May 04, 2009 6:34 pm

"I said viable. Which neither killing me or keeping me for 'food' are."

by **Narrator** » Mon May 04, 2009 6:38 pm

"Possibly." Cain said, sounding smug.

by **Fitzhenry Simmons** » Mon May 04, 2009 6:39 pm

"Either you're more arrogant than I was lead to believe, or you don't have any idea who I am."

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