[In a deserted alley, Jezebel is kneeling in a pool of blood, cradling spilled guts to his face.]

Warm. It's warm. I can feel it.

[He laughs in spasms, rocking himself backwards and forwards where he kneels.]


((ooc: after Alexis drove him insane and Jezebel accidentally killed an escaped Delilah patient))

Must you all be so unaccommodating. How many times will you force me to start from the beginning?

[The tinkle of broken glass and a slight sigh, then a harshly drawn breath.]

Ingrates. Why do I even...

[The sound of something smashing, then the transmission ends.]


((ooc: someone's collection of embalmed organs just got broken by the earthquake and he's cut his hands trying to pick up the broken pieces of the jars. And yes, he is talking to them.))

Kindly refrain from making any more noise than necessary.

I have no wish to speak to anyone, I have work to complete.


((ooc: backdated to before midnight because I fail, anything goes!))

Ah, where was I...

( Not IC cut )

((ooc: this is...quite a bawwww moment for him :|))

[Private to DELILAH]

Cardmaster. If you would, there is a project I am undertaking of which I think best to inform you.

[/private]

A day of corpses and mysteries, it seems. A pity, that it is only for one day. The corpses could prove useful.


((ooc: action log for Solomon, Network for everyone else))

It seems I'm back here again...I don't really mind this time, because I know I'll get home again soon.

Cain is here as well - I'm glad I'm getting to meet him again.

Miss Alexiel, are you still in this place? I was telling Cain about you, and he'd like to meet you too.

And...Megumi? We never managed to find your friend last time, but maybe we can try again now?

It's not as cold as it was the last time I was here. It feels like it's going to be spring soon! I love the spring, the animals are always busiest and happiest then.

There is a young lady who is searching for her missing pet, a large white dog by the name of 'Pero'. Should anyone find him, please do contact her.

Ah, Miss Nill, I almost forgot to thank you for your recent hospitality. It was most appreciated. I trust that you and Coo have been keeping well?


((ooc: What if Alexis never found Jez and his mum? Well-adjusted and non-insane Jez who grew up to be a vet! And who has no idea about his dad's side of the family. He still remembers the City though, just differently.))

This is, quite frankly, ridiculous. I do not wish my body on anyone else, and yet it seems inevitable that someone else has it.

It does not matter, I shall carry on as usual. There is no need for this to make any difference, especially as it is only temporary.

( Private//Off the network )

So much talk of how to bring about improvement, and so few to agree. Yet do we ever do more than continue on as we were, ever the same? Unsightly creatures.

Young Miss Nill, I trust you have settled in once more after your return?

How eagerly I anticipated Father's visits, welcoming him with open arms. Yet seeing the servants preparing the feast for his return threw me into a panic when I saw they were killing the farm animals, those I considered my friends. To kill in order to live was inconceivable to me as a child. The food I ate, the clothes I wore, the very air I breathed meant the cessation of lives.

I refused to eat for a long while until Father spoke to me - explaining, as it where, that it was inevitable, and also that he wished me to take my meals, to grow stronger, for he was considering making me his heir as I was his only child. My best friend, a lamb, was taken away from me, as were my sisters, though I was told if I obeyed I would surely see them again.

And soon I was taken away from my mother also, to one of Father's houses, to be 'made well', as I was always sickly when I was young. Yet he kept his word - when does he not keep his word - to reunite me with those I'd lost. For after taking a meal with my Father, forcing myself to eat in order to please him, I was informed that my friend was that meal. Not only that, but the sisters he had taken away, he told me I had eaten of their lives also, their organs placed in me to make me stronger.

And that is when he showed me the picture of him. The half-brother I knew not, the legitimate heir, the reason I was cast aside as useless, why I had only been a plaything, a puppet for my Father's whims. Why I would never be loved by him.

I have taken of the lives of my sisters and best friend - only the least, the lowest of humans would do such a thing. To never be cared for, never loved, despised for what I have done and what I am, it is only what I deserve.

What he wished me to be, shaped and formed as he pleased, utterly belonging to him.

And so it is. My beloved Father, from whom I shall never be free.

Snark? Snark? Where are you?

...I must have gotten lost, this isn't the forest. I've never seen anywhere like this before. I need to get back before everyone starts worrying.

( Private//Off the network )

And no cure yet in sight, nor seems forthcoming. Curse or illness, it is irrelevant when the results are the same.

Though I suppose the topic has been somewhat exhausted, in spite of the City still being plagued. Such a waste, limbs and organs rotted through before they can be preserved. And the eyes, the eyes are always the first to go.

( Private )

I am in search of someone looking for employment. A child, preferably, the less questions asked, the better, who would be willing to go on errands, make deliveries. Simple fetching and carrying.

( Private )

I wish to be directed to those in charge of this City's prison. There is a personal matter of some urgency about which I must speak to them.

This seems a rather unexpected, or may I even say strange place to find oneself.

Directions, if anyone would please, back to London. This is not the right time, as it were, to be absent or at a distance from our dearest Earl.

I suppose, until travel arrangements have been made, my services could be of use to some esteemed lady or gentleman.

Jezebel Disraeli, Doctor.

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