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Post by Ophelia Fuilteach on May 2, 2011 20:04:52 GMT
Ophelia took the bottle of blood with a whispered, "Thank you," and drank it hungrily. She wiped a smear of blood away from her lips and handed the bottle back to the healer.
She thought for a moment before replying. "She is," she said. "At first, I thought it was just my own thoughts, you know? But as time went on, she got stronger, and I could hear her more clearly. She sounds like me, only not quite."
She grabbed her hair and tugged on it, feeling frustrated. "She's trying to tell me to hurt you," she warned. "She says you just want to see if I'm crazy or not, so the Ministry can put me on trial. But I didn't kill those girls, it was her. I didn't like Jane, but that didn't mean I would kill her!"
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Post by Juliette Sinclair on May 2, 2011 21:24:30 GMT
Juliette wrapped a hand around one of the bars, watching the vampire with intent interest. This is the first time she had been this close to one. She sighed, shaking her head.
"I'm not here to assess your mental state...I'm here to help you. In any way I can. Is there...anyone I can talk to, that can help me better help you?"
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Post by Ophelia Fuilteach on May 2, 2011 21:38:11 GMT
Ophelia gave a brief, bitter laugh. "If you knew what was in my mind, you'd run home, hide under the bed, and never come out ever again, so it's probably best that you're not here to assess my mind."
She looked at the Healer, her red eyes brimming with unshed tears. "Yes ... My father, Lord Fuilteach. You could try owl him. Or my healer in Italy, Dottore de Medici. She can be reached by owl."
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Post by Juliette Sinclair on May 2, 2011 21:57:42 GMT
~Juliette nodded, finally backing away from the bars. She smiled and picked up her things.~
I shall, then I shall return. Try and relax while I'm gone.
~With that she turned on her heal and headed out of the dungeons.~
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Post by Gawain Robards on May 2, 2011 22:15:48 GMT
*He had mustered up the nerve to come back and speak to Ophelia or Sickness. Whichever one was in the cell right now. He hoped very much it would be Ophelia. He crossed paths with Juliette on her way out and gave a quick thanks as he moved past.*
*He came once more to Cell 6 and took a breath.*
Miss Fuilteach.
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Post by Venus Tamwell on May 2, 2011 22:26:56 GMT
~Venus bounded down the stairs, walking down to where the cells are. She had heard that two people of interest were down there so she headed down. She stopped short seeing Robards. She stepped into the darkness to wait.~
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Post by Ophelia Fuilteach on May 2, 2011 22:35:22 GMT
Ophelia watched her go, and wondered how it had come to this - her, alone, in a Ministry cell. She pulled up the left sleeve of her Victorian style dress and looked at her forearm, still amazed at how her Dark Mark was completely gone now. She looked up, and saw Robards, and gave a very faint smile. "Auror Robards," she said quietly. "Yes, it's me you're speaking to, not her. Thank you for sending the blood." She was a bit more lucid now, the Cruciatus had seen to that, and being well fed helped too. |
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Post by Gawain Robards on May 2, 2011 22:41:05 GMT
*He smiled and breathed a little easier knowing that he was speaking to the side he could get along with.*
Just a small question Miss. You're likely to be put on trial for what has happened. You are permitted to have someone to speak for you if that is something you wish. Is there anyone we should get in touch with for you?
*He wanted to soften the blow, but there was no easy way to go about it.*
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Post by Ophelia Fuilteach on May 2, 2011 22:49:27 GMT
Ophelia looked at him, a little shocked even though Sickness had told her that would be what would happen. "I don't suppose you could get my father to speak for me? Or my Healer?" she asked. "They could both tell you that I haven't been myself lately."
She paused, and asked quietly. "I ... Could you ask Bojan to speak for me please?"
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Post by Gawain Robards on May 2, 2011 22:56:05 GMT
*He nodded solemnly.*
What is the name of your healer? I will try to get in touch.
*At least he had some good news. News he was quite certain of anyway.*
I happen to know that Mr Vladislav is willing to speak for you.
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Post by Ophelia Fuilteach on May 2, 2011 22:58:52 GMT
"Dottore de Medici," Ophelia said, remembering the blonde vampire who had treated her while in Italy. "She's based in Florence, at the Carmilla Le Fanu Asylum. You can reach her by owl."
She froze for a second, and asked in a small voice, "May I see him, please?"
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Post by Gawain Robards on May 2, 2011 23:05:09 GMT
*He nodded again, feeling uncomfortable, not sure whether the woman would switch on him again.*
Dottore de Medicini. Right oh. Bwwbwwbr. Bojan has clearance to visit you. I'm sure it will be soon.
*He swallowed, nodded again and took his leave.*
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Post by Venus Tamwell on May 2, 2011 23:54:01 GMT
~Venus waited for Robards to pass her before stepping out of the shadows.~
Well, it seems the rumors are true...Ophelia is back in our care...
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Post by Ophelia Fuilteach on May 3, 2011 0:51:39 GMT
She looked at the other Auror, and hissed in classic vampire fashion. Ophelia had been so amazed to hear that Bojan would speak for her that she had not even noticed another heartbeat nearby.
"Who are you, and why should I care?" she asked.
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Post by Venus Tamwell on May 3, 2011 1:00:30 GMT
~Venus stepped into the light infront of Ophelia's cell. She pushed her hood back and smiled.~
Oh, Just someone who can help you...that is if you help me my dear.
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