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Post by lifelink on Nov 27, 2009 5:52:57 GMT -5
The mean lady was opening up the body again for anyone to use, and with the pretty lady innocently asleep, Robin took drive of the body once more. She was doing the pretty lady a favor, she would not want her body to be dumped like this so uncaringly. Taking control of the body she slowly pushed herself up and automatically dusted herself off before paying attention to the people before her. "You shouldn't be so mean to the pretty ladies body, it is not her fault you do not understand" She spoke to sage. She flashed a faint innocent smile to the other people. "Hello Misterz." She greeted with small curtsy before o'waiting the crowd of many people's reply
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Post by Sage on Dec 19, 2009 16:37:52 GMT -5
Having handed Roberta over into the care of the SHIELD psychiatric team Sage had retired to her office to await the outcome of the team’s analysis of the woman. Once a potential recruit for the organization she now faced a life sentence for the murder of that unknown civilian. Sitting down behind her desk, Sage rubbed her temples gently, it was strange how she could draw so many comparisons between her and the woman’s other personality, she always worked for the greater good and sometimes that involved making sacrifices but to make them so publicly? She sighed, the woman had tied her hands with this one. If she had done it in a covert manner then perhaps Sage would have been able to brush over it but with people like Osborn breathing down her neck she could not be seen to be lenient in a case like this.
A few hours later just as Sage had returned from another meeting she found a set of notes awaiting her return. Taking a seat she began to read them over taking in what Trauma and the other Psychiatrists had evaluated, none of it was particularly good. Multiple personality disorder, leading to disillusions about reality and life, blurring the two together and their end summary was no better. The woman was a danger not just to herself but to the public because of this overwhelming need she felt to follow what she had seen in her visions. Well that left her no option what so ever, she had to do what had to be done. Rising from her seat once more she picked up the file and exited her office making her way down to the secure facility in which the woman was being held.
Entering the basic cell she could tell the woman was not happy about being held in this manner but she’d had no choice but to bring her in and subject her to the various tests after her performance back in the city. “Good Evening Roberta, I’ve just reviewed the results of your Psychiatric assessments and I am afraid you have failed the basic tests never mind the more extensive ones, to cut this short and make it simple for you to understand I am here to arrange for you to be transported to a maximum security facility in a place called the negative zone, once imprisoned there, there is no way of return, I am sorry it has come to this but after your demonstration earlier today you have been deemed a danger to yourself and others so it is only appropriate that you are removed from society and placed in a facility where you can harm no one” Although she had stated on a few occasions that she was sorry there was no emotion in Sage’s voice as she had spoken those words and even as she stared at the woman there was no hint of emotion resident in her eyes.
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Post by lifelink on Dec 19, 2009 17:13:19 GMT -5
It was rude, the men talking to me, touching me, examining me. It was disgusting, and no doubt the odd one of them were a naughty boy who should be punished....one day. Still, it came to an end, and at least the pretty lady was still in slumber, she was safe. It was funny that they diagnosed her, but they were wrong. It was more than what they saw. But for all they'll know they'll just see her as some witch that possessed the pretty lady...Infact though I'm her guardian, and both she and others will learn this.....Till then the rude lady will have to put up with her.
Speak of which, here she is, talking to me.....Preparing to imprison the pretty lady and myself in some prison....It was funny she couldn't see the irony......Me and her were quite the same....But there was a flaw with her. The lady had finished before i could talk back. "You worse than we are...Funny cause, we're actually the same...but different." She bit her lip with these creativity of riddles. "You wish to make the world, happy a better place.....But....unlike i....You don't want to show the world the......"She ponders for the word. "Consequences of the humans bad behaviour........Murder...Rape...Abuse...Sacrifices have to be made.....and when they realise that....the bad people will stop....and there will be no more sacrifices...."
She gently released her grip on the body....The pretty lady was waking up. "I think it's time for me to go to bed now, The pretty lady would not want me to be up for too long. Besides it's past my bed time.." She gave a girlish laugh. "Goodnight. Love you.."
The body released it'self and almost immediately refreshed. The eyes closed before slowly opening. The eyes were no longer girlish and different...But Roberta's eyes in a sense...they were back to her view.....She opened up and looked around slowly. She was dreaded with fear and confused, yet that bitch of a women was still here. Maybe she got hurt by the accident.....Or mabye she came back...That girl......Robin. Still she seemed safe...Or was she? She touched her head, she felt a slight headache, like her mind had never slept. "Ugh.....Whats going on?" She took a few moments to pull herself together, stretching her body and checking herself to make sure she was safe. All the while trying to remember what happend....The Vision! "Did they make it?" She spoke in an alert voice as her body jumped in remembrance. "Whats going on.......Sage!" She ended trying to remember her name. The vile bitch of a woman.
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Post by Sage on Jan 8, 2010 15:28:30 GMT -5
This was one of the things she hated about dealing with those with multiple personalities, sometimes there was a trigger but other times like the woman in front of her the personalities switched at the drop of a hat without any reasoning for the change. It was time to repeat what she had told the other personality and this time hope that this one did not strike out. "I will explain to you again as i explain to Robin just moments ago why i am here....I’ve just reviewed the results of your Psychiatric assessments and I am afraid you have failed the basic tests never mind the more extensive ones, to cut this short and make it simple for you to understand I am here to arrange for you to be transported to a maximum security facility in a place called the negative zone, once imprisoned there, there is no way of return, I am sorry it has come to this but after your demonstration earlier today you have been deemed a danger to yourself and others so it is only appropriate that you are removed from society and placed in a facility where you can harm no one"
Her eyes scanned the woman watching for even the slightest hint that she was going to strike out or take a reaction that would put herself in danger after being told all that. One thing she had noticed was that this personality seemed the less stable even if it was the maturer of the two. "By your demonstration earlier i am referring to when you let your other personality, Robin take control of your body and you murdered a man in cold blood in order to supposedly prevent the accident at the bar you had forseen"
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Post by lifelink on Jan 10, 2010 8:52:50 GMT -5
Roberta stared at Sage cluelessly as she explained the rest of her life to be behind bars of jail in some unknown prison. Just the thought of it felt chilling and unjust. She could picture herself behind cold bars outstretched into the vast cold mountains, surrounded by the destruction of so many other mutants. Her body felt heavy and shook with goosebumps.
She took deep breaths as she tried to speak, even her voice shook. What she was about to receive could possibly be worse than death. She could feel the tears sweltering into her eyes. Still she kept firm of her own foundations, she wasn't going to fall apart, not this time.
"So...This is it is it....I come looking for help....ways of control, and your method is to lock it away and throw the key..." She stared up at her, despite everything happening to her she never felt so strong, must be due to the theory, your strongest when in sight of death. "Instead of giving chance, analysis, training...doing something properly. "Her voice was reaching a balanced level of anger and disappointment. She couldn't lash, she couldn't do anything but words. Anything else would just get her there quickly, rapped up in a straight jacket. "The equivalent of a child hiding things under the bed when there meant to put things away...Just keep it out of sight" She stood up slowly and proceeded to the the bars, gazing to the outside. "So what happens now?...You go back to your office complaining about paper work while i get wrapped up like a parcel and perched in some unknown territory?"
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Post by Sage on Jan 22, 2010 13:58:50 GMT -5
“You would have been given a chance to find ways of controlling your issues had you not murdered a man in cold blood, as such there are laws that have to be followed and even with your fragile mental state it does not exempt you from the punishment that others with powers would face” The woman really was a piece of work, she seemed to be so naive about the workings of the world and where Sage could have understood it had it been a child in front of her, this woman really was starting to wear on her last nerve. “you will be transported to the prison facility within the hour, is there anyone you wish to be informed of your incarceration?”
She had a feeling that this woman would not keep her cool for much longer but that did not bother Sage in the slightest. The woman was no longer her concern and should her mental state deteriote completely well it would be par for the course, there was nothing anybody could do to help her now, she ahd left it too long before seeking out help.
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Post by lifelink on Jan 24, 2010 8:13:35 GMT -5
This wasn't fair! Coming to her for help, the cold blooded killer herself, and she believes she has the right to send people lives into some box away from life....And People thought Hillary Clinton or Margaret Thatcher was bad. This girl seriously took the cake, her life and everything around her was cold. She willingly believed that herself. Still she could just give up, she was not going to just dissa....She clenched her stomach. It felt painful. She lowered down to the floor, it was seriously painful, almost a contraction. Her head began to feel light, almost distant.....Her eyes slowly blacked out as she curled into the back of her mind.
The pretty lady was in danger and i had to come back quickly. Seems that both these ladies will have to learn from me!...The good girl. She rose up and slowly turned round, this time though the eyes were definitely resembled Robin. She stared innocently with a smirk and a smile, however. She was bleeding everywhere!
Cuts were forming from all parts of her body. Robin could feel the pain, but it didn't bother her, this wasn't her first. Still you could notice the pain by her concentrated expression, which she tried to hide with her innocent smile. "I'll see you in your office Sage....We haven't finished yet." She announced.
Her body instantly collapsed as though her body was imploding, you could hear her bones crumble and crack, snapping into smaller and smaller pieces until she was gone. It happened so quickly.
Just as quickly her body reformed itself in Sages room. The bones snapping back into place, cuts healing and blood returning to her body. Once in place she checked that all her bones were in working order before taking a seat in one of the chair provided, waiting for the mean lady to appear. However, it wasn't long before she got impatient and decided to look around her office, looking at the displays and views and such. So fascinating..
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Post by Sage on Feb 5, 2010 19:23:25 GMT -5
Sage watched as the woman slowly lowered to the floor seemingly in pain, she had seen many tactics like this in the past and she would not be fooled by the mock appearance of an ailment, after all the woman had been checked thoroughly by the medical staff when she had been brought aboard the Helicarrier. Soon enough the woman was rising to her feet however there was a noticeable difference about her in the form of blood starting to seep from lacerations on her body. Sage's eyes narrowed, now was not a good time for this woman to piss her off and she was doing just that, clearly there was more to this woman than perhaps the woman herself realised.
The next stage happened incredibly quickly, with the womans body seemingly imploding and disappearing from the cell. Of course she had been told where to find her but no there was someone else the woman had to meet if she wished to play games. Reaching to her comm she pressed the button "Demon report to my office, within you will find an intruder, Stop her with any force necessary for she is a risk to humanity" Who better suited to deal with someone who seemed to have supernatural abilities than one who had been touched by them himself. She turned to exit the cell and make her own way to her office, but she would walk slowly this time instead of her usual brisk pace in order to give the boy a chance at neutralizing the threat before she got there.
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Post by Damien MacLeod - Demon on Feb 6, 2010 19:26:28 GMT -5
Damien growled as he heard his current leaders call. He was in no mood for games today. He had practically been enlisted to this organization against his will, he had been separated from his love and heard nothing from her. He had been put through a joke of a training session where he had beaten all of Sages tests, including combat training against several of her best agents, with flying colors and extreme prejudice. Now this did not give him the illusion of being the best they had, he was not that vain, but so far he had not been truly challenged by SHIELD. If this was another lame ass game/test of Sages he was gonna flip and he knew it.
Stopping at the corner of hall near her office he turned to a comm. station and pressed in the right sequence to link with Sages personal communicator hidden in her glasses. "Sage, this better be good... I mean it." He growled then cut the link short before the Director could retort. He moved down the hall and stood before her Office door. Normally none could enter without her permission but he had a feeling she had somehow just reprogrammed the carrier to give him access under these circumstances. He glared at the door, his anger fueling the darkness within which rose to change his eyes into the completely black voids which mirrored the evil buried not so deep within. He immediately charged a black infernal energy blast in both hands.
"It's go time lass..." He growled as he stepped forward and the door opened to reveal a young attractive woman inside. Without a moments hesitation Demon lunged forward firing one of the blasts of hell like energy into the center of her stomach. He grinned sinisterly as he watched the black energy burn into her much akin to a mixture of fire and acid, the material of her shirt covering her stomach was the first to instantly disintegrate then several layers of flesh. It did not burn through immediately but it did leave a burnt bleeding wound that, even if this woman had a healing factor, would cause her to suffer for some time due to the nature of his supernatural demonic powers.
Demon watched as the woman bent forward in pain, a natural reaction to a stomach wound. It made him smirk as he approached her. "Did that hurt hen? Aye I surely hope so." He laughed and gripped the womans hair tightly in his hand, wrapping the blond locks around his fist. "But this may take your mind off of it..." With that be brought Life Links face down against his knee, smashing them together repeatedly... once.... twice...thrice... four times... Her face was a bloody mess when he let her hair go and shoved her across the room and into a wall. Yes she was hurt... but was she finished yet? he could and would not make that call yet... he had fought many in his time who could be battered around like a punching bag and still come back for more. Until she surrendered or he tore her body to shreds she was still in his mind a viable threat. Thus far though he was yet again not impressed.
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Post by lifelink on Feb 6, 2010 21:19:04 GMT -5
Demons...The mean lady kept demons as pet. Evil people that attacked for no reason. She had to save the pretty lady, it wasn't her time to go. She felt the pain of the acid, the bruising, the pierced skin and the blood. She could feel so much pain in a horrible melody with each other.
She had to stay safe. Keep the pretty lady safe, make her better and pretty again. Then teach her to be good and safe. Till then, she had to escape the demons grasp. Instantly the same effect was happening. She was weak but she had to move to another safe place. Hopefully the last travel, travel was boring.
As her body began to implode she murmured in her pained childish voice. "from fallen angel to Rising demon" She was whisked away and in moment was back to her bleeding self in a empty white room. Robin choose to use the pretty ladies memories to hide her in a house that her family used to stay in, a very small old house. A place they were born in. She lay on the bed and tightened the sheets around her pained body parts. Across she could hear voices from the tv. It was adult things as it was getting late, very late. Past their bed time. Quietly Robin lay there to rest, she held the pain and blocked roberta from feeling it. The pretty lady can come back when she was feeling better.
Her eyes closed as she drifted to sleep with difficulty from the pain.
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