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Post by Christian Ward on Oct 7, 2016 3:04:58 GMT -5
Christian chuckled and responded honestly. "Quite the opposite. I found you rather hot an hour ago." He was about to ask about the far off look in her eyes, and likely make a smart comment, but she interrupted his thoughts with another question. She was unyielding.
"No. No one knows where either of us are." Then he adds, "it would make things rather interesting if we ran away." They weren't children anymore, but he certainly had responsibilities he infrequently fancied running away from and she clearly had a whole mess of demons after her.
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Post by Diana Ward on Oct 7, 2016 3:12:23 GMT -5
She indulged herself for just a moment, he wouldn't remember anyway.
"Do you want to run away with me Christian?" she asked amused. She too often thought of running away, getting out of the tangled mess she was in, but she had to find her daughter, and in order to bring the girl home, she had to make it safe. There was no running for Diana. She was home to stay, and while she was there, she was cleaning house.
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Post by Christian Ward on Oct 7, 2016 3:25:48 GMT -5
"I had considered it earlier. At the moment I'm conflicted."
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Post by Diana Ward on Oct 7, 2016 3:37:48 GMT -5
She smiled, " I suppose it was easier when I was in a more favorable position." she said sauntering toward him. She kept the sheet between them but straddled his waist. To her knowledge she had covered her bases. It was coincidence they had met again, and he had returned to her because she intrigued him. She didn't want to give away any more information herself even if she was going to take the memories from him.
Her lips ghosted around his neck and up to his ear where she licked him playfully, "What do you want Christian?"
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Post by Christian Ward on Oct 7, 2016 3:56:24 GMT -5
The Veritaserum was still in full effect, but whether she was paranoid or not, she asked the wrong questions. Even now, as she straddled him and made him stand at attention, she was asking the wrong questions. She had had a hard life, since they last met. And she may have learned many things, but clearly she hadn't learned enough.
"I want to make you scream," he replied truthfully.
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Post by Diana Ward on Oct 7, 2016 4:12:22 GMT -5
He distracted her. She couldn't see it, but she was off her game when it came to him. Some part of her, some tiny part she refused to acknowledge wanted him to rescue her. She wanted to curl up and hide inside of his strong arms and let him take care of her. But that was a child's dream, and she wasn't a child anymore.
She teased him a little further "You're very good at doing that." Her body moved against his in a sensual way, she kissed him then pulled back.
She leaned her forehead against his. It was just a moment. Just one moment she let her guard down. He wouldn't remember it anyway.
"I wish I could trust you." There was so much regret and sadness in her words it left her cold and empty, for a moment the despair was shining through, the utter fatigue. It was a vulnerability she would never have shown him if she wasn't confident she'd be erasing his memory.
It wasn't just her daughter she was fighting for. It was his, and as long as Alyx was out there, she would have feelings for this man. She couldn't hate him, no matter what he did (or so she thought), he gave her Alyx.
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Post by Christian Ward on Oct 7, 2016 4:30:26 GMT -5
Had she asked, he would have truthfully admitted that her teasing was causing him great discomfort. But she didn't ask. Instead, she rested her head to his and opened her thoughts up to him. He only meant to discover the mystery of why Copperbottom and his men were so intent that she be dead, but he was not prepared for what found lurking in her head.
"Alyx?!" He could not hide the bewildered look on his face. His normally cool demeanor was replaced with an angry confusion. "I have a daughter named Alyx?" he demanded.
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Post by Diana Ward on Oct 7, 2016 4:36:00 GMT -5
"Quiet!" she hissed at him before jumping off the bed and sprinting to where her wand was.
She looked around the room as if the walls had ears, and the ceiling could collapse at any moment. She had kept Alyx a secret from everyone including her cousin who was quite a skilled detective. She couldn't risk the people after her figuring out about her daughter and endangering Alyx's life as well.
Finally when she was certain the room wasn't going to attack them she turned on Christian. "You looked into my mind!" she accused although to be fair she wasn't in a position to talk about being fair.
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Post by Christian Ward on Oct 7, 2016 4:46:39 GMT -5
"Yes," he answered truthfully. Then bellowed "you hid a daughter from me!" He fought against the restraints that held him to the bed. The ropes rubbed against his wrists, red bands starting to form. "A daughter!" he accused again.
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Post by Diana Ward on Oct 7, 2016 4:59:13 GMT -5
"Keep your voice down!" she growled at him before casting a silencing spell around the room. But after his accusation she was angry.
She stepped toward him murder in her eyes, "I did no such thing you self righteous bastard! You left me!" she pushed at him though it did little to relieve her, "In the middle of the night!" she pushed him again, " I couldn't find you!" push, "I looked for you for eight" push, "god damned" push, " months!" at this point she was swinging before sobbing as the past washed over her.
"I was looking for you when the accident happened." she said staring at a fixed point in the wall.
She felt small now, lost in the memory of when she thought she lost their daughter. It took her a minute, but she remembered where she was and who she was with and quickly pulled herself together. She turned her back on him and went back to where her wand was. She couldn't let him remember this conversation.
"You left me Christian. You disappeared."
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Post by Christian Ward on Oct 7, 2016 11:53:06 GMT -5
The sadness and fury that ripped through her as she beat his chest kept her perfectly distracted while he managed to wriggle one hand free of the rope that tied him to the bed. His wrist was red and scratched from where the rope had dug into his skin. He allowed her to beat him still and then fall into a zombie-like state as he carefully loosened the remaining bind and freed himself. When she turned from him, he pounced.
Christian dashed passed her to where his wand laid. He held it at her, ready, but the knowledge that he had a daughter pounded at his head. He wanted to yell that he wouldn't have gone if he'd known about her situation, but that probably wasn't the case. Instead, he yelled "16 years! I've had a daughter for 16 years and you've never told me!"
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Post by Diana Ward on Oct 7, 2016 13:02:59 GMT -5
Diana jumped toward him to prevent him from getting his wand, but he had longer arms and legs.
She didn't hear him, she didn't care that he was in shock about their daughter, she had been in shock too, but she had no sympathy for him. She twisted her wand in her hand, she had been in this position before. At the mercy of another's wand, she cursed herself for turning her back on him.
She didn't argue her case, she wouldn't explain herself to him, instead she took advantage of his anger, it helped that she didn't think he would hurt her. He wasn't abusive to her knowledge. She didn't think he was capable of killing her, she was very wrong.
She launched herself at him, attacking him as she did so.
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Post by Christian Ward on Oct 7, 2016 15:12:39 GMT -5
His instinct was to use the Cruciatus Curse as she lunged at him. This was typically his go-to when he was being attacked or when he simply needed to make his point to a client or employee who wasn't capable of understanding the finer points of his business. Christian sneered. Something stopped him from speaking the incantation he so regularly relied on, and instead he bellowed, "Impedimenta." A bright turquoise light shot from his wand and straight at the oncoming Diana.
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Post by Diana Ward on Oct 7, 2016 21:33:43 GMT -5
The spell sliced through Diana's midsection considerably slowing down her movements., She felt helpless and terrified. She was fighting for more than her life, she was fighting for her daughter's life too. Christian had effectively destroyed her in the past, but he now held the power to shatter her. He wondered what had made her so broken and cold, it was him. Him, and the life she had lived after the "death" of her child.
The spell would only last ten seconds or so, but it would be long enough to finish her off.
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Post by Christian Ward on Oct 7, 2016 23:19:46 GMT -5
She would die at his hands, but it wouldn't be tonight. He had already decided that his curiosity regarding her history was worth delaying her impending doom, and now that he knew she held secrets that drastically affected him, he had no plans to change his timeline.
His wand still raised, he shifted it slightly and aimed for her wand hand. "Accio wand."
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Post by Diana Ward on Oct 8, 2016 2:47:30 GMT -5
"No!" she cried as her wand flew from her hand to his. The impediment spell had worn off, but she was now wandless. That didn't make her helpless however. Up until now she had been reluctant to hurt him, really hurt him. Their history, plus his connection to her daughter was enough to keep him alive. But without her wand and with his positioned to do some damage, Diana was rapidly losing any sympathy she had for him. The fact that he knew about Alyx was enough for Diana to kill him given the chance. She would not trust her daughter's life to this man, even if he was her father.
"Christian, I'm warning you. This is the only warning you will get, give me my wand, forget about the girl, and I will let you walk away."
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Post by Christian Ward on Oct 8, 2016 15:45:44 GMT -5
"Forget about the girl?" He questioned, astonished and angry. "I can't just forget that I have a daughter," he spat truthfully. The Veritaserum still prevented him from speaking anything but the truth, and his mind was too focused on the shock of suddenly having been a father for the past 16 years to block out its effects.
Christian knew he was in the more powerful position. He held both wands while she was unarmed. He pointed his wand at a chair in the corner and suddenly the chair slid up behind Diana. "Sit down," he ordered. "You're in no position to threaten me. And if you'll remember, I was the one bound and interrogated. I had no plans to harm you tonight."
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Post by Diana Ward on Oct 8, 2016 15:59:35 GMT -5
She sat down peacefully enough, but he was wrong about not being able to threaten him. He may have taken her wand, but she had more weapons than he knew of.
"I didn't have plans on harming you either...much anyway." she just needed to know if he was being used against her in some way.
"You can forget that you have a daughter, give me my wand back. I'll help you."
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Post by Christian Ward on Oct 8, 2016 16:28:09 GMT -5
Christian looked at her incredulously. "I don't want to forget it, Diana," he said sincerely. Christian had never considered starting a family, but not planning to start one and having one thrust upon you after the fact were very different things. He had never given any thought to what he would do or how he would feel if he suddenly had a teenager to care for. You didn't plan for those sorts of things.
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Post by Diana Ward on Oct 8, 2016 16:36:39 GMT -5
It was her turn to appear incredulous, "Oh? What do you honestly want with a daughter Christian? Are you going to tell me that you're suddenly interested in playing Daddy?" she scoffed. If he had any interest in family he might not have made a habit of leaving girls in the middle of the night, and Diana knew she was far from the first or last woman he had managed that trick with.
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