63rd Devotion: An Eye for an Eye
Sep. 11th, 2009 12:27 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
favoritetraitor[The network device turns on to see the battered form of Solomon knelt down with arms restrained behind his back. Blood streams down his face, staining a patch of his blond hair red. His suit is disheveled, and the sleeve of his jacket shows evidence of having met something very sharp. Clearly the fight he was in didn’t go so well for him.
His captors stand around him, heavily armored and armed with an impressive array of weaponry.
The Chevalier’s voice is strained when he speaks.]
“… You… have… NO right! I will NOT be judged--”
[But his words are silenced by the downward blow from the end of one of the nastier looking weapons. As he falls, the screen fades to black, leaving his fate unknown.
At least for a few hours.
When it does finally flicker back to life… the ‘good’ doctor is suspended in the dim interior of some cell, his arms stretched out to his sides and manacled to the walls. His head is bowed, struggling to regain consciousness…]
[ooc: Solomon’s list of crimes: starting with murder, and being party to (or at least turning a blind eye to or condoning) kidnapping, human experimentation, and who knows what else.]
His captors stand around him, heavily armored and armed with an impressive array of weaponry.
The Chevalier’s voice is strained when he speaks.]
“… You… have… NO right! I will NOT be judged--”
[But his words are silenced by the downward blow from the end of one of the nastier looking weapons. As he falls, the screen fades to black, leaving his fate unknown.
At least for a few hours.
When it does finally flicker back to life… the ‘good’ doctor is suspended in the dim interior of some cell, his arms stretched out to his sides and manacled to the walls. His head is bowed, struggling to regain consciousness…]
[ooc: Solomon’s list of crimes: starting with murder, and being party to (or at least turning a blind eye to or condoning) kidnapping, human experimentation, and who knows what else.]
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[voice]
Date: 2009-09-11 11:17 pm (UTC).... what.... is happening...?
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Date: 2009-09-11 11:21 pm (UTC)[voice]
Date: 2009-09-11 11:31 pm (UTC)how could they have known?[voice]
Date: 2009-09-11 11:33 pm (UTC)[voice]
Date: 2009-09-11 11:40 pm (UTC)[voice]
Date: 2009-09-11 11:44 pm (UTC)[voice]
Date: 2009-09-11 11:46 pm (UTC)[voice]
Date: 2009-09-11 11:48 pm (UTC)[voice]
Date: 2009-09-12 04:30 am (UTC)Mr. Xemnas?!
[voice]
Date: 2009-09-12 04:32 am (UTC)Yes?
[voice]
Date: 2009-09-12 04:37 am (UTC)[voice]
Date: 2009-09-12 04:40 am (UTC)[voice]
Date: 2009-09-12 04:45 am (UTC)[ooc: mental torture through hallucinations of Saya being experimented on...]
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Date: 2009-09-12 04:47 am (UTC)[voice]
Date: 2009-09-12 04:57 am (UTC)[voice]
Date: 2009-09-12 05:02 am (UTC)[voice]
Date: 2009-09-12 05:21 am (UTC)[He pauses, muttering incoherently under his breath. Finally, he inhales sharply, an idea striking him.]
ARTEMIS! Find Mr. Fowl... or... or Clow Reed... have them locate her...
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Date: 2009-09-12 05:22 am (UTC)