100th Devotion: Losing one's head...

[favoritetraitor]

[Accidental Video]

[The video feed cuts in abruptly as Solomon's network device strikes a smoothly polished floor, and lands to display the interior of a long filigreed hall receding into the background. With a moments hesitation, the doctor steps into view, clothing swathed in a deep red as blood drips from his fingertips to the ground.

But the Chevalier doesn't pay it any mind.

Instead, all of his focus is solely on an ornate stone frame hung upon the wall. He stops, not saying a word. But with eyes fixed at the portrait displayed within, his shoulders sink as if the world itself pressed down on them.]

Comments

[favoritetraitor.livejournal.com]

'Mana?

[livingmyths.livejournal.com]

Uh huh. 'Mana. Oh. Romana. I forget to say her whole name sometimes.

[favoritetraitor.livejournal.com]

She works at the hospital?

[livingmyths.livejournal.com]

No.

She just knows stuff about psychic stuff and she helped me put all my memories away in a safe place and showed me how to control what I do better.

[favoritetraitor.livejournal.com]

Would you like for me to contact her?

[livingmyths.livejournal.com]

No, she knows. I think she's trying to find 'Kady.

'Cause only 'Kady knows how she broke me.

[favoritetraitor.livejournal.com]

Very well. I'll consult with her then, and in the meantime you can speak with one of my associates from the hospital.

One way or another we'll see what we can do to help you.

[livingmyths.livejournal.com]

Okay. Thank you, Dr. Solomon.