The Basement (Locked to Crichton, Aeryn, Janet, Cam, and Vala)

[crazyvampchick]

The corridors of the basement were dark and quiet today. Students were away, preparing for Homecoming, preparing to dance and twirl and spin the night away. Miss Edith was her company right now, and Miss Edith was being punished for her naughtiness, and so Drusilla had taken away her tea set and was lecturing her on proper behavior for a lady.


OOC: Let me know if I should lock this to anyone else, please, and I'll edit/add.

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[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

John slowly peers around one of the basement's corners, spotting Drusilla talking to herself? Something else. He shakes his head and just decides to get it over with.

"Hello?"

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

Cameron shivers slightly, this place was definitely less creepy when you were drunk. Wordlessly he followed Crichton.

[aka-vala.livejournal.com]

Vala is really not happy being here -- her instincts are always to not-be any place like this... by any means necessary.

But YoYo insisted on coming and the hell she was gonna let him get eaten by the squid... or mind-frelled by the Psych professor...

She's pretty much staying just next to and/or slightly behind Cam.

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

Cameron appreciates Vala being there, although he'll definitely get pissed if this gets her into any danger.

[crazyvampchick]

Drusilla's head tilts, and her hands come up in the air, like she's about to direct an orchestra, but she turns and looks John right in the eye. "Good afternoon," she says calmly, as if he were just paying a social call. "These aren't my office hours, you know."

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

John comes around the corner until he's not guarded by a wall or anything. "Uh, yeah. This couldn't wait. Think I could talk to you for a second?"

[crazyvampchick]

Drusilla giggled. "I don't actually have office hours," she said. "But Miss Edith wouldn't forgive me if I didn't have a place to keep her friends." To her side is a porcelain doll dressed in an old-fashioned black lace smock gown. Its eyes have been poked out, and the miniature book in its lap was torn to shreds. "You've brought company this time. Introduce me to your friends?"

[janet_fraiser]

This was...freakier than she'd expected. But if Parker and Liz had been scared, then Janet was no fool. She fingered the syringes in her pockets and hoped they wouldn't be necessary.

[crazyvampchick]

"I haven't met you yet," says Drusilla, delight in her voice. A new toy. She peers more closely at the girl, then reaches out a hand to run it through her hair. The girl stiffens, her face blanching a pale white and her eyes widening, but she doesn't back off, even when Drusilla starts listening.

"Janet," says Drusilla. "Healer. Have you come to heal me? It can't be done."

[janet_fraiser]

"I'm here for John," she says, hoping her voice doesn't shake. "Not for you."

[crazyvampchick]

"I have a present for you," said Drusilla. "Do you want it? It's gift-wrapped. I don't wrap presents for everybody, you know."

[crazyvampchick]

Drusilla sits and looks up expectantly at the others in the room.

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

"Last time I came here, you said you'd give me...the memories back. And yeah, thanks for giving them back but what else did you put in my head?"

[crazyvampchick]

"How can we talk properly with you standing so far above me? You're all very rude."

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

Cameron flinches slightly as the doll shatters against the wall, but he remains standing. He clears his throat and tries to sound sure of himself. "What would she warn about then?"

[crazyvampchick]

"Who knows?" asked Drusilla. "But I heard her talking to you, and she shan't do it again. She's not allowed to talk to strangers."

[aka-vala.livejournal.com]

*mutters* What's not to warn about with this chick?

[can_be_more]

Aeryn still hasn't said a word, standing with an unloaded pulse rifle and looking to see how bad this could get.

[crazyvampchick]

Drusilla smiles at Aeryn and waves.

[crazyvampchick]

"You didn't like my present?" Drusilla pouts, leaning back in her chair and crossing her arms. "You don't like what I gave you." Her mood shifts abruptly from petulance to rage. "You're a bad, mean, cruel boy who doesn't know how to have fun!" She stands, and stalks to John's seat, where she pulls him upright and holds him in place, hands on his shoulders, as she glares angrily into his eyes.

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

"Whoa!" Cameron is up in a flash and grabs one of her arms. "No touchie."

[crazyvampchick]

Drusilla breaks his grip with no apparent effort. "Leave me alone," she hisses, still staring at Crichton. "Bad little boys and girls, all of you, and if you want me to take his gift back, you'll stand still and be quiet or there will be no candies after dinner!"

[aka-vala.livejournal.com]

*Vala's up too... without any clue what to do*

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

John squirms, but her grip is strong. "I didn't ask for it. You just gave it to me without asking!" His eyes are just a little fearful. "I wanted the memories, not your little toy!"

[crazyvampchick]

Her fingers dig into his shoulders, but she stops just short of ripping through his shirt, his skin, drawing blood. Mustn't maim the students, no matter how naughty they've been. "Come inside, then," she says, pulling him into her with her eyes. She's not as gentle as she was the last time. She'd masked what she was doing then under a comforting haze. Now he was deep inside her, cracked and broken as she is, flayed and hurting as she's been made, and she takes what she'd given him. All the soft and gentle curves, the pretty whispers and sweet desires, she flattens them and yanks them back into place. She takes no care that he is not hurt, she's too angry.

"Ungrateful little child," she snaps, as she throws him out, into his own head again. "You don't deserve to play."

(OOC: Okay, this is a hardcore, painful mixing of the mindfrell, but Dru has undone it, and aside from a massive, blinding headache and a very short glimpse of insanity he probably could have happily gone without, there are no other ill effects.