Lies, Truths and Love

[Robert Pratt]

--The following transcript was a live chat roleplay--


Robert Pratt: *He sent her a text* Heya love. Lizzie's free this evening. I think it's time we tell her. Are you free to do this? To get it over and done with so that it's off your mind?

Serendipity: *she saw the text and frowned heavily as she was on the second floor making traps. She sighed and sent him a message back* Must really want to break up bad, huh? Sure, why not.

Robert Pratt: He replied to her, shaking his head. "We're not breaking up. I won't let you go and it will all be fine. I'll summon you over once I'm there."

Serendipity: I’m not coming, Robert and you should know Lizzie better than that. We are breaking up. You need to deal with it

Robert Pratt: "No, we're not. Don't be silly. If you don't want to come - then I'll tell her on my own. I don't mind either way, but we're not ending."

Serendipity: You don’t get it, do you? I’m not asking....

Robert Pratt: "Me neither. I'll speak to you after I've spoken to Lizzie."

Serendipity: Robert. Do not do this.

Robert Pratt: "We said we would. She has a right to know. We agreed. I won't keep her in the dark anymore - it's not fair."

Serendipity: Well, since we are breaking up, it doesn’t matter!

Robert Pratt: "We aren't, and you won't blackmail me like this, because we talked about it and we agreed we would. Unless you were lying to me?"

Serendipity: Its not lying, It was getting you to leave the situation be for the time being. Sorry if I’m not in a hurry to break up like you are.

Robert Pratt: "We're not breaking up. And telling me you were going to tell her, when you blatantly aren't going to - is lying. Anyways, she's here now. So if you're not coming - I'll do this alone."

Serendipity: Robert. Do Not Do This.

Robert Pratt: He pocketed his phone, annoyed that he'd been lied to and annoyed that she'd tried to blackmail and manipulate him - and he wasn't sure which he was more annoyed at.

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Robert Pratt: *Texts her* When are you free for a chat? Not tonight, but anytime else?

Elizabeth Llewellyn: *she perked a brow at his text* I am always available, though I am sure you do not have time for me. What is it that you want to talk about? Business?

Robert Pratt: He blinked at the response, not understanding whatever she could mean - so asked. "What on earth do you mean you're sure I don't have time for you?

Elizabeth Llewellyn: "You are a busy man, Robert...business and would assume personal given your questions last week. I would hate to get in the way for anything that you have planned. Business is a given, we work together and you have a right to know what is going on. I will prepare portfolios this evening."

Robert Pratt: He wasn't used to Lizzie being.... well, being a stroppy *****. So he was taken aback by the texts he was getting from her. "What's wrong? This doesn't sound like you"

Elizabeth Llewellyn: *she sighed as the new text came through and she pinched the bridge of her nose.* Sorry...outside the forced rest...I am not getting much. Chelsea and many of the kids are sick so been tending to. Staff have been sick too so there aren't many of us to help.

Robert Pratt: He had no idea who Chelsea was, but he just guessed it was one of the kids at the orphanage who'd maybe been sicker than the rest - which was why she'd been named. "No worries. Anyways, no - I just wanted to talk to you about something and wondered if you could isolate some time? It's not business related."

Elizabeth Llewellyn: She nodded at the text. "I am always free. You of all people should know that so just let me know."

Robert Pratt: "Ok. Tomorrow then, at the orphanage after the kids are asleep. I'll pop round. Ok?"

Elizabeth Llewellyn: "If it's just you, Robert...why not stop over tonight. They are all down for the night with their medicine taken. I will take Chelsea over to see Serendipity and we could go for a walk."

Robert Pratt: "I'll be there in a minute, wait for me"

Elizabeth Llewellyn: "Okay. I'll be at Beta."

Robert Pratt: He teleported over to the Beta doors and waited for her to arrive.

Elizabeth Llewellyn: She had already been at the apartment and arranged for Serendipity to watch the child. Slipping out the door, she looked up at him as she nearly ran into him. "Oh shite...sorry...Hello."

Robert Pratt: He was surprised to see her coming out of Beta and raised an eyebrow as he pocketed his phone. Obviously Serry hadn't told her anything - the texts were proof enough of that. So it was down to him. He offered her a little smile and nodded, pushing off from the side of the wall. "Hey. How're you?"

Elizabeth Llewellyn: Her long red hair flowed down around her shoulders. She stepped back and nodded. "I am doing fine. It is nice to get a little break from the house and Serendipity is babysitting. So getting a chance to breathe so to speak is nice." She started to walk slowly until he was ready to join her. "How are you?"

Robert Pratt: He followed along with her and nodded. "I'm fine thanks. Where shall we walk to? River, in the wilderness?"

Elizabeth Llewellyn: "I'm really glad to hear that." She smiled up at him and nodded. "Naturally. It is relaxing and I feel at home there sometimes."

Robert Pratt: He nodded and stepped onto the bridge to cross the river, planning to then head to the right and out into the wilderness. However, he was bored of the city - so putting his hand on her shoulder he simply teleported them both out there instead of walking all the way.

Elizabeth Llewellyn: The walk was nice and relaxing but she wasn't prepared for the ground to give way and being suddenly teleported. She hadn't been teleported or summoned in ages and her body felt it. Once they reappeared in the wilderness, her hand went straight to her head as she breathed a little harder out of habit. She looked around after her head felt like it was done spinning and then up at him. "Bloody hell...I forgot what that felt like."

Robert Pratt: He chuckled and shrugged, giving her a minute to pull herself together. He teleported himself all over the place regularly - so he was well used to the feeling. He looked around and spotted the log he'd seen the other day, and went over and sat on it - watching her carefully and waiting for her to join him.

Elizabeth Llewellyn: It took her a bit but once she felt stable, she turned and watched him walk over to a log. Following after him, she slipped off her purse and sat it down on the ground. Carefully lowering herself to the ground, hoping not to fall as her stilettos sunk into the ground. Grateful for wearing jeans, she shifted lightly and looked up at him as she got comfortable.

Robert Pratt: He was ridiculously nervous, and annoyed, and felt like he was sitting on tenterhooks. He had no idea how to say this and he wished Serry were here with him for this. However, she'd lied to him and was now throwing a childish fit, as if to try and blackmail him into staying quiet. However, there were too many people who knew and who were keeping it from Lizzie. Plus, he wanted to go out with Serry and not worry about who saw them. He didn't want to be in her home and jump at the sound of the door every time it went in case it was Lizzie. But most of all - he didn't want to keep Lizzie in the dark anymore. It wasn't fair and it wasn't right - for anyone. It just wasn't whom he was and to ask him to do otherwise - wasn't fair. Regardless of the outcome. He turned and looked at her, finding her eyes and holding contact as he began to speak. "So, you know the other day? I asked how you'd feel if I were to see someone else and you said you'd be fine?" He paused, trying to find his words. "Well, I have been seeing someone. And I thought it only right you be told, and hear it from the horses mouth - as it were - as opposed to hearing it as some dirty secret whispered to you to hurt you. I respect you too much to let that happen."

Elizabeth Llewellyn: She found it odd that he wanted to talk with her. He didn't really seem like he had the time or maybe she was being a pest. Robert had always been pleasant but that didn't make her feel more comfortable about him suddenly wanting to see her. She idly tapped her fingers against her knee as she waited. The silence killing her and she wondered if it would be rude to hack or fill out a few business reports. No...that would be rude so she sat patiently. When he turned towards her, she looked up at him. As he made eye contact with her and held it, she instantly felt anxious. Nodding her head without breaking eye contact, the words filtered around her ears and she frowned. This was not the conversation she expected nor wanted but here it was. She sighed softly. "Yes..."

Robert Pratt: He fiddled with the wedding band on his left hand in a nervous manner, as he waited for her to respond - however, he only got a yes, which wasn’t much to go on, after all he'd said. He even wondered if she'd seen the ring he'd given Serry and put on her finger. "It's.....serious." He said softly, and then just bit the bullet and went for it. "I'm with Serry."

[Serendipity]

--The following transcript was a live chat roleplay--

Elizabeth Llewellyn: There was a glint that sparkled that caught her attention. She instantly broke the eye contact and looked down. Instantly she froze and tilted her head as if she was being confronted by her biggest fear, which everyone knew was allurists...more specifically male allurists. She couldn't move, she just sat staring at it. 'Serious. The word rang and echoed in her ear and her chest felt tight as if she couldn't breathe which was good given she didn't need to. She closed her eyes for a moment. As she went to speak, he continued and all color washed from him. Instantly in a flash, she was on her feet with her purse, gun pulled from her purse and pointed at him as the tears slowly danced from her eyes. "You are a bloody liar. She would never do that do me?"

Robert Pratt: He just sat there and looked up at her, not moving as she pointed the gun at him - because if she wanted to shoot him, he wasn't going to stop her or hurt her back. He gave a little shake of his head and spoke in a kind voice. "Lizzie, come and sit down and talk about it. Why would I lie? When have I ever lied to you?"

Elizabeth Llewellyn: "There is a first for everything, Robert. As far as I know you have not lied to me but does not mean that you have not... Come on...I was blind and naive to -EVERYTHING- that you have done... Everything." She never lowered the gun even as he spoke in a kind voice, which normally soothed her. Tears flowed as she didn't want to believe him or the words that he was saying. She gripped the gun tighter as she felt it slip, her hands shaking. "I gave everything for you. Yes, I made a mistake but I never lied about it. I have died more times than I care to count, the city hates me, and I worked on myself to get back so that I was not a total nutter. Now I am whom you wanted and you are with my sire. This is a sick joke."

Robert Pratt: He raised an eyebrow at that one. "What do you mean you were blind and naive to what I did? What did I do that you didn't see and understand?" Again, her words were.... weird. "I've died more times than I can count too, and the city hates me. You do not get to turn your mistake around on me, to try and blame me for us not being together. I was there, I tried, and it just didn't work. I've also, not lied to you about anything - and I'm here, now, telling you what's going on because you deserve to know. Read my mind if you want. See it for yourself and know that what I say is true. But do not blame me for the reason we are where we are now. I am faultless in the downfall of you and I."

Elizabeth Llewellyn: "You are serious?? You clearly are just as blind. You could have told me that the sky was green or magenta and I would have believed you. I would have done anything you asked without question and I did. I am not turning my mistake on you but I feel like you did not try hard enough because you told me what you wanted and I sought out to do just that. You hated that I had become a nutter with each new death so I fixed that. I took the time that anyone would need to reset themselves. I am me...this is who I am...I like guns and I am bold and I will spout off to speak my mind. Though apparently your face was shoved so far up my sire’s twat to see that. That is fine. Have her. I am done. You want to be business partners only...you got it." With her sudden urge of anger through her sadness, her finger pulled the trigger without a single thought as she spoke. He wanted the person that he helped change well, he got it. Her mind was whirling with possibilities as if a door opened to her. She gave a wicked yet nervous laugh as she shook her hand but never lowered the gun. "It really is okay, Robert. You never were really mine. I have Lux, I have Molly and Chelsea, and I love the children at the orphanage. I will be perfectly fine."

Robert Pratt: She didn't actually say anything to back up her statement about being blind and naive to 'all he had done', so he just put it down to the ramblings of a hurt woman. Her comments on him not trying hard enough were laughable as well. He'd been there through all of her personality changes. He'd been there through her craziness. He'd even tried when she'd shut herself off from everyone and locked herself away. But there's only so much one person can take - and when he kept asking to come round, or tried to invite her out, and he was turned down every time - there was only one thing for him to think. That she'd decided she didn't want him anymore. So after months of waiting and trying - he'd given up and moved on. He didn't rise to the bait or the insults. He didn't comment that he'd thought. he'd made it clear that they were nothing more than business partners and colleagues under Lux.... but it seemed that she'd harboured other ideas. Despite having only seen him twice since the beginning of November, and before that - he couldn't say when he'd last seen her. He didn't move as she pulled the trigger, and it was like it went in slow motion as he watched the bullet fly from the gun, straight for him, to bury itself deep into his stomach. He doubled over in pain, his hand pressing to his stomach to stem the black blood from vanishing into the air. He just continued to look at her and let her rant and rave however much she wanted. "You have been fine since we broke up Lizzie. Nothing has changed since then."

[Elizabeth Constance]

--The following transcript was a live chat roleplay--

Elizabeth Llewellyn: She watched the bullet hit him and as he doubled over, the gun remained pointed at him and she shook her head. "Keep lying to yourself, Robert. Tell yourself that I was okay if that is what helps you sleep but Serendipity...she can tell you otherwise. She can tell you of all the pain I felt. She can tell you of the struggle I went through these last six months as I tried to get back the person you fell in love with. I clearly was not mentally stable and we all knew that. I spent a lot of time in the vaithiá with Lux working on the one and only person that clearly matters in my life, which is me. Everyone else has failed me and that has been proof for years. How I thought you were any different...not sure but you are all like the rest of them. If you felt I was fine since we broke up then you only saw a very small piece of the bigger picture. That is okay...enjoy your slice of life. Maybe you will win the prize this time." She wasn't thinking. She was completely speaking out of hurt and anger. She pulled the trigger again, not caring if it hit or missed. She held no fear or remorse.

Robert Pratt: He wasn't lying to himself, and he knew her well enough to know that these insane rantings and skewed thoughts were borne of anger and pain. However, he wasn't going to let her away with it, and he was going to try and get through to her. "Lizzie. Serry told me nothing of what you were going through. Go back and read your posts on the family board. Read your texts to me. You portrayed yourself as fine and disinterested. If I only saw a small piece of the bigger picture - it's because you refused to let me see anything else. You pushed me away, repeatedly. There is no...." But he was cut off in the middle of what he was saying as another bullet ripped through his throat and made him choke on his own blood.

Elizabeth Llewellyn: She listened to his rantings and shook her head. As the bullet hit him in the throat, her eyes lit up as he began to choke. That oddly enough was music to her. Chuckling, she brought the gun down and leaned forward, resting her hands on her knees she looked at him and spoke with a sinister calmness. "No, you saw what you wanted. Anyone that truly knew me would know to look at it a little closer. You did not care too. I needed to heal and I needed to go through the change. It is like rehab, you are isolated with some contact but not much and that is what I did. I was getting back to who I really was. You fell in love with a woman that was very much like Serendipity so it is ironic that you are with the real thing." She stood up and put her gun in her purse as she stepped back.

Elizabeth Llewellyn: "Strictly business, Robert. Enjoy her...I hope it was worth it. I am going to pick up my daughter." She pulled her tome from her purse before she stepped forward and kneed him in the groin. Reading the tome, she vanished from sight.

Robert Pratt: He was still sitting on the log, so her knee went nowhere near his groin and instead got him in the chest. He just shook his head at her insane rantings and how she had twisted the past to suit herself in this situation. He stood up and sent a telepathic message to Serry, warning her that Lizzie was probably coming - and then went home to Solace. Serry could deal with her own daughter now, he'd wanted to do it as a couple, but she'd refused and had lied to him. And yet, he couldn't let her be harmed by the woman. So he got himself back home, and then summoned Serry to him to keep her safe.


Elizabeth Llewellyn: The meeting with Robert didn't go as planned. Toming back to the apartment, she went upstairs to grab her daughter, and went to find her sire. Coming back down the stairs, her eyes flared with a fire. "Sooo....Robert huh. Out of an entire city of men, you picked him?" She pulled her gun and instantly shot her sire. "I hope he was worth it, Serendipity."

Serendipity: *she was sitting there, baby monitor close so she could hear if the baby made a noise as she continued her traps. She barely even heard Lizzie enter. When she came back with the child, she looked up* Lizzie.... you don’t--- *a moment later, the bullet ripped through her skin and she winced* Lizzie, wait.......

Elizabeth Llewellyn: She hook her head as Serendipity began to protest as she saw the gun. A low growl ripped through her as she looked at her sire. "Wait? Seriously?? What could you possibly say about this?" She shot at her sire a few more times, anger raging through her as each shot missed. Molly quickly entered the room and took Chelsea away from Lizzie and Left. "Get her to Larch Court, I will be there soon.' Her eyes looked back at her sire as she remained firm and still.

Serendipity: *As the bullets continued to wiz past her, Seren stood and stared at her daughter, not protesting a bit* Lizzie, I understand you are mad but you need to think about this. Who better for Robert to be with than me. Keep him around you. Make him see what you are. Make him see what he lost. Make him remember. *she said as she continued to hold her stomach*

Elizabeth Llewellyn: Her eyes shot open wide as she listened to Serendipity. "Who....better...than...you???" She was so stunned and angry that she let a few more rounds go and growled with each miss. She slammed the gun against her palm as if that was a way to fix it. She huffed and looked up at her sire as she sent a telepathic message to Momento, happily willing to take the bullet for invading her mind. "You realize that keeping him around for me did jack ****. He does not realize all the **** and pain that I have gone through for the last six months to give him who he wanted when what he wanted is standing right in front of me. He fell in love with me when I was a bloody spitting image of you. Do you not get that? You just made him see who he has loved all along but could not have. Well now he can and does. Cheers. Your plan worked smashingly...just not in my favour. He does not see me at all."

Serendipity: *she sighed and shook her head gently as she listened to her words, a deep frowned on her face* I’m sorry, Lizzie! I’m trying! I’ve tried! I tried to help the situation! I didn’t mean for this to happen, god dammit!

Elizabeth Llewellyn: "Well it happened and I am done. Get married or whatever. I hope you had a great night with your granddaughter. I will send you pictures but if you see her...it will be with Molly." She scoffed and grabbed her daughter’s things, and left the apartment. She quickly made her way to Larch court.

Serendipity: Lizzie! Be reasonable! PLEASE!! *she called out after her before she watched her walk out the door with Chelsea. She frowned heavily and took a seat back on the couch, wincing at the pain from the bullet* ******* great. She then sent Robert a message* I ******* TOLD YOU YOU ASSHOLE! I HOPE YOURE HAPPY. OVER. DONE. OVERRRRRRRRRRRRRR.

Robert Pratt: He sent her back a message telepathically. "Nope."

Serendipity: **** off, Pratt! *she sent back to him and whimpered*

Robert Pratt: "Hardly" He replied, laying on the floor and waiting for the bleeding to stop. "She needed to know, and we agreed. Now she knows, it's all out in the open and we're free from all the jumping and worrying. She'll calm down and she'll be fine."

Serendipity: You Don’t know her anymore, Robert. I DO. YOU DONT. *she sent back as she lay there, bleeding from her stomach, though she made no effort to stop said bleeding* She’s NOT going to just Get Over It.

Robert Pratt: "She's being unreasonable right now, and she's twisting the past and everything in her head. I have faith in her finding herself again once she's had some time. How badly are you hurt?"

Serendipity: It doesn’t matter. I don’t care about me. That’s MY daughter. Not yours. You have NO idea what you’ve done nor did you care about the consequences of your actions and words. I WARNED you, Pratt. Done. *she commented and then rolled over, closing her eyes*

Robert Pratt: "And again - no. We talked about it. You agreed it needed done. You chickened out at the end, but I couldn't. It was the right thing to do and you can't change my mind on that. And I care about you, which is why I am asking how badly you're hurt."

Serendipity: And I’m telling you, regardless of why you felt the need to do it. I warned you of the consequences and you did it anyway, showing me no regard. Not only that, but my health and well being is none of your concern anymore.

Robert Pratt: "I love how you're bypassing the fact that you are admitting that you LIED to me. You had no intention of telling her, when you told me you would, and we made plans to. I followed through, you lied. So don't....." However his voice cut out at that point. He'd lost a lot of blood from the twice she'd shot him, and then he'd used what he had left to summon a spirit to then summon Serry to him. He had nothing left and he'd used up his energy, and so he fell into unconsciousness.

[Serendipity]

--The following transcript was a live chat roleplay--

Serendipity: *Seren really needed to talk to Lizzie. She wanted to try and explain things. Lizzie was her daughter, her everything. She was her first born into this life, born when Seren wanted no kids. Lizzie just caught her eyes. Elizabeth Constance was like her. She could tell. Trapped in a life she never wanted, never liked. Wanted out of so bad. She had brought her home to Noble, only for her to be met in the arms of the black widow of Harper Rock. Isabella Drake. The woman caused her a lot of pain. Now, Seren had joined those ranks. She had become like her maker. The one thing she swore she would never be. The one thing she hated the most. She had no choice but to find the girl and talk to her. Try and make this right. She had the power to find her. She needed to use it. She activated Eye spy and Triangulate but, after, Aura tracking came in, she new Larch Court because she had heard Lizzie say it. Shot to hell, in immense pain, Seren went to Larch court after changing her clothes, off to find Lizzie. She searched and searched, not realizing she had a key to the apartment yet. As she walked past one though, she felt it. A pull. She stopped at the door, knocking softly*

Elizabeth: Lizzie was trying to keep her cool. Keep focused and shift her pain and anger as she promised Lux. She promised that she wouldn't seek them out anymore to cause them harm and only use it to defend herself. She had to maintain the balance between her warrior side and her peace loving. Lux knew that it would be hard for her but encouraged her still. Heavily playing the piano to try and relax with tea cups sitting all over the house, casting a heavy aroma to try and ease her but nothing was working. She wanted to scream, cry, break everything that she could. As the soft knock rapped up on the door, Molly walked over with Chelsea in her arms and answered the door. Freezing as she looked at Serry and then turned back to look at Lizzie at the piano and sighed. "I'm sure that this isn't the best time but not sure when would be. I will take Chelsea to the crypt. You both need to talk." She grabbed the diaper bag even though the crypt was also set up with everything that was needed and placed a gentle hand on Serry's arm as she gave her a sad look. Closing the door behind her, Molly left leaving the two alone.

Serendipity: *Seren was leaning against the door frame as it opened. She saw Molly and was grateful that she had the right place. Sometimes, in this city, any other door might have not been the best outcome. She knew this one wasn't going to be the best either, however, this was the right door. She gave a nod to Molly as she spoke and sighed, watching as she left.* Thank you, Molly.... *she commented and then slipped into the place, looking over at her daughter. Seren looked pale, tiny, so much blood lost. So many bullets ripped into her tonight and yet, she needed this. She looked to her, trying to remain strong and then spoke softly* I really wish we could calmly talk, Elizabeth. Please?

Elizabeth: The minute the voice floated across the room, Lizzie's hands froze upon the keys and she closed her eyes. Gritting her teeth, she tried to remain calm though the invasion was not something that was expected. Slowly letting out her breath, she slowly stood from the piano, so smooth and slow that anyone could see the anger roll off of her. Casting her eyes in the direction of her mother, hoping that her mind was playing a sick joke on her but as she cast eye spy herself...she silently groaned as her decor flashed back at her. "Calmly...you really think that we can talk calmly? After everything?" Reaching over to grab Maggie off the top of her grand piano, she held it firmly in her hand to show that she would defend herself. "Fine. You start."

Serendipity: *she watched her get up from the piano, eyes closed. She could not only see it, but feel it as well. She expected it. The anger that filled the room was intoxicating. Seren was an Allurist, after all. Emotions were kind of her thing. She knew every single one of them as soon as she saw them, though, it wouldn't have taken either an Allurist nor an empath to see Elizabeth's anger. As she began to talk, Serendipity sighed and then, her eyes watched her grab Maggie in her hand and stand firm. Seren also stood. She expected this as well but, she was still going to talk, no matter how many bullets. Even if she hit that dark realm and Lizzie's Muga got a hold of her, she would still talk to her from the darkness where she could explain* Elizabeth. I know you're angry. Upset. Hurt. I get it. Its why I forbid Robert to do what he has done but baby.... please..... try and see things form my view. One, Robert came to me, not the other way around. I know that doesn't make it any better and i'm not trying to not trying to justify my actions. I'm explaining things. I never meant for things to get so out of hand with him and I. It was only supposed to be like, once or twice and never spoken of again..... then, I got this stupid plan in my head of which he knows nothing of and..... *she sighed and shook her head, stopping her talking* I'm sorry, Lizzie. I really am.....

Elizabeth: Lizzie stared at the woman across the living room from her. Her mind reached out and she sighed as she learned that Molly had left with Chelsea, keeping their child safe and giving Serry a fighting chance. As the words slipped from Serry's lips, Lizzie desperately wanted to shoot her but she let her continue. "You know him as well as I do...you cannot forbid him to do anything because he does the opposite." She refused to close the space between them. In fact the space was greatly needed. Listening to every word that left those lips. Each a plead and yet Lizzie didn't care. Serry knew that she was in her self-imposed therapy and rehab to get back to who she was, the person that everyone lost with each death that she had gained since she had gotten with Robert. No one was patient to see the outcome. To see if she was better or more screwed up than she was before she went in but now...now it proved that she was better with every bullet that left her gun. Robert claimed her loved her so much, even cooled her down when she wanted to shoot Serry more when she had given him the new tome that ruined their evening. He had always been a support that she no longer had all because he wasn't patient and wanted the one person that he truly loved...the person that he thought Lizzie was which was Serry. Her eyes looked at the woman as she continued, wishing that she could drown her out but she couldn't. Her words echoed in her mind while visions of her and Robert, alternated with Serry and Robert played deviously upon her mind, making the anger grow and the tears fall. "I somehow do not believe you. I feel that this was always planned. If not by you, then him. You knew what I was doing. From the very start, you knew. I did not have a fighting chance being in the vathiá. How is this life so much better?"

Serendipity:*Serendipity stood there, watching her daughter. Every facial expression. Every change. The pain. It was killing her. Finally, her eyes opened and she looked at her. The gun was in the same place. That was a plus, though, Seren knew this Lizzie and had to wonder for how long. She knew how close to death she was and yet, she came here anyway. Seren would most likely hit the realms tonight and it was a small price to pay to be able to speak to Lizzie. She had least wanted her to hear some of what she had to say, if not all of it. Some of it would hurt. Some of it wouldn't make sense till she was clam. All if though needed to be said and heard. There is one thing that she had on her mind. One thing alone. It was also the one the that she was trying to keep hidden from her. When it all started. That would set her over the edge and she knew it. She prayed to all the Gods and even Lux that Lizzie didn't ask, nor did she go into her memories to find out. That was something Seren didn't need and it was the thing, she was sure, that would put the nail into her own coffin. As Lizzie began to speak, Seren frowned heavily at her words and then shook her head. She waited until she was done before she spoke back to her, trying to get through to her but knowing, this was all just a giant cluster **** of a situation* I understand what you're saying but Lizzie.... Would you rather come home from the vathiá and find him still around or would you rather come home and find him with some other random person in the city. This way, I was trying to keep him close to us. The family. You. I admit it didn't go the way I had planned for it to go, but when does anything I try to do? I had the best of intentions, Lizzie. I really did. Things just got all fucked up like they always do. I apologize for that but, you cannot control your heart nor someone else's..... It doesn't work that way.

Elizabeth: As Serry spoke, the anger hit her and it flashed upon her face as her gun instantly came up and shot her in the right leg before putting it back down. "All I am hearing is excuses. You had time to think of what to say to try and make this better. He was family...there was no need to try and keep him family. Why did he not know what I was going through. It is not like I could have told him. I barely was out to visit the orphanage. Molly did it all. I came out of the vathiá long enough for holiday and then went back. I did all of this for you both instead of being that shell that only could say 'Yes sir' or 'Yes Ma'am'. I feel that it was all wasted because if I was still that shell...this would not hurt nearly as bad. Hell not even sure if I could feel. To me that would be better when I found out that my sire...my best friend and my husband hopped into bed with one another. Clearly you both gave me your demands and wishes and it was completely for nothing."

Serendipity: *she gritted her teeth as the gun rose and the bullet went into her leg. The pain ripping through was nothing compared to the pain from her words though. She was so angry. Much angrier than she had seen her in a while. Seren had seen Lizzie angry so many times but this, this was something completely new. Still, she had to keep trying because if she didn't, she would lose her completely and in a city like Harper Rock, losing Elizabeth..... she had no idea what she would become. Hell, with the anger she held onto, she could end up like another Velveteen. A Hitler with a God complex with the brains of a snail. She would hate herself to see her first born like that. It would kill her. That just gave her all the more determination to keep the conversation going. She heard his words and then frowned heavily as she began to speak, the pain moving up and down her leg* That's not exactly what happened. You make it sound like you were gone and we had a sex-a-thon! *she said, her anger finally building. She knew nothing of the situation and she was making presumptions and throwing accusations where they were unneeded and unfounded* I never told him because he never ******* asked, Liz. Christ, you never ******* told me to tell him where you were nor what you were doing. I'm not a natural born ******* Telepath! I cant read everything all the time and I cant travel to the vathiá to ask you, either! When you're gone, I'm on my ******* own! I fucked up. I know it. I'm TRYING to fix it but your stubborn *** isn't listening!

[Elizabeth Constance]

--The following transcript was a live chat roleplay--

Elizabeth: Lizzie just watched as Serry fought through the pain of the gun shot to her leg but she remained standing. Stubborn at best. Maybe she deserved to be with Robert. Her eyes watched over the woman before her, trying to read anything that was clear physically as she didn't want to use her powers on her...to read her thoughts and have bold yet disgusting images of her and Robert romping around in the sack. It physically made her ill and as Serry looked up and continued, her voice pulling in and starting to yell. Lizzie kept a calm look upon her face though anyone would know the pain and anger she felt as the air was thick with it, perked a brow at the now frustrated and yelling woman. "I did not think I had to tell you to tell him especially if he is off bloody bitching about me not loving him because I vanished, not proving that I loved him. Blah...blah...blah..." She raised her gun and shot the other leg and put it back down. "He wanted you and you know that. I do not doubt that you wanted him as well. Everything that he claimed to love about me....it was you. He fell in love with me when I balanced both Kaie-Carden and Solace. It was never me...it was you. Not like I have not gone through this before. It all seems too familiar and yet...this one hurts the most." A loud growl ripped through her as Serry's words stung upon her ears. "Volunteer the information?? Whether I would want him to know about it or not, you could have bloody well told him before jumping into the sack with him. How hard would have it been when he came around and became all inviting to say 'Hey you know my daughter that you are married to is off at therapy and rehab to get better for you.' I do not think it would have been that hard. Would have been something he did not want to hear but shite...he does not always have to think with his man bits." She began to pace as she tried to keep from shooting the woman again. Yes Maggie had a full clip but it would be a waste of ammo to shoot the woman just to shoot her. Stopping for a moment, she appraised Serendipity and realized that one good shot would kill her. Lizzie wasn't the greatest shot like she used to be when she was a bounty hunter but depending on how their conversation went...it wouldn't stop her from trying. "I might be different from you but I doubt he sees that. He would only know the difference given my personality changes with each death and being completely lost to everyone including myself." She shook her head. "I was curious about Lux and Solace then but he bonded over rituals but that was short lived because I kept getting hurt by the Fae. My strong feelings and views from Lux came later."

Serendipity: *Seren sat there, the pain ripping through her but, she continued to focus. She had to. This was far too important to her to just give up on. As Lizzie continued though, she could see her point but again, she hadn't bee there for the conversations. She had no idea how hard Seren had actually fought against Roberts advances at the time. She had worked so hard to try but, she was who she was. He still had to try for a while to get into her pants. Much longer than some others she had never really mentioned to anyone. She shook her head, looking at her and growled loudly* **** you, Lizzie. You have NO idea how hard I fought against that asshole and his charming ways. NO idea at all but you LOOK at me. Really LOOK at me and WHO I am. I have No false ideas about who and what I am but you.... you put me on a ******* pedestal. Something I couldn't live up to no matter how hard I tried and yes, I could have said that but I was not thinking about that at the time. I was only thinking about how you were gone, what you have Just done to both him and I and why we were there, on top of trying to fight against him. I'm sorry I am not perfect nor that I cant think of a thousand things at once like you want me to. Pardon me for not being Perfect! *she want trying to yell but with the pain, more shots coming all the time and what she had arrived with, it as getting too much combined with her anger. She couldn't control anything much anymore. She listened to her explain about Lux, Solace, the rituals and the fae and then rolled her eyes* Fine fine. My point still remains. I could give two shits about rituals, the fae or any of that. It wouldn't have been me there with him, curious. It never would have been me in Solace either. That's all You. You he loved. It was always You, ya stubborn ***.

Elizabeth: Stopping in her tracks, mid-step, she looked at Serry as she began to yell at her. "How dare you, yell at me in my own home. If you were on a pedestal then there was a perfectly good reason for that. One of them was that you were my sire. Another because other than Molly...you were my best ******* friend. You and I had been through so much since Isabella that this...seriously...this is why we fall apart. You off sleeping with Robert while I was trying to get better. You did not have to live up to anything...you had to be you, just not sleep with Robert. I thought you were over sleeping with men...random men...when you married Aure but no...it continued. Who else did you sleep with?" She cackled and held her hand out in a stop motion. "Correction...who haven't you slept with." She glared down at her and growled. The anger filled her that she had phased out everything that Serry had said about rituals, fae and Solace. She was done and yet she knew that the fight would continue.

Serendipity: *she continued to listen as Lizzie got more and more angry. The words that slipped from her were just venom filled. Seren could feel her own temper beginning to get to the boiling point. When her hand came The words she had been waiting to come from her. She knew it would happen. It didn't actually get said but it was said in the round about way . Her daughter just called her a whore. That was it. She was done. Her mind pretty much set off warning noises, making her see that she was talking to Lizzie and in this situation, she was in the wrong. No. She would not reach for her gun. No. It was Lizzie after all. She would not bother to shoot her. She also, was done trying to reason with her. Tempers needed to calm before anything else was discussed. She instead gave a nod of her head and pushed herself to her feet and headed for the door* Lizzie, tempers are too high right now. We will talk about this when we are both more calm I think. We just need some time apart. I do love you though. *she commented and gripped to the doorknob, turning it as she spoke her last words*

Elizabeth: She watched Serry pick herself up off the floor and wondered what her next move was. as she listened to her words, she took a step forward and shot her in the back before Serry had reached the knob. "DO NOT WALK AWAY FROM ME!!! YOU WANTED TO TALK SO TALK!!!" She was pissed beyond belief and just stared at her. "It was Robert! My Robert. I was not hurt enough by Isabella when it came to Jacob and Erik...it had to be you and Robert. If I was supposed to never be happy or supposed to be a spinster or crazy cat lady...should that not have been in the paperwork upon my turning. Should I not have had warning that I would have to fight for everything that I wanted...just to keep it?"

Serendipity: *she felt the bullet rip into her shoulder and then, came the yelling. She wasn't even yelling, she was ragingly screaming. Was she ******* kidding? It was like a light switch flipped in her head and she didn't even hear anything she was saying. Something just kind of clicked and before she knew it. She had spun around, Vera in her hand, pointed directly at Lizzie's head and growled.* No more..... You want the last shot, you take it ***** but you will not do it when I'm not facing you. I didn't teach you to be a ******* coward and neither did Rocklin. Do. You. Understand. Me? Don't shame me nor him, got it? *she was so angry and tired, her emotions were everywhere. Her mind was so focused on the woman in front of her that her ind took over a bit and smacked her with an Inspire. It was accidental and she hadn't even realized it had happened nor what was happening until it was all far too late*

Elizabeth: She growled deeply as Serendipity turned with her gun pointed straight at Lizzie. The anger poured from her as she listened to the words that left Serry's lips. Her eyes squinted as she stared her down with Maggie held high and pointed straight at Serry's heart. Her body began to tingle through the pain and anger, making her feel stronger than she expected. She was inspired which made her smirk and cackled. "You are right...just like you and Rocklin taught me." With that final word, her finger pulled back on the trigger and the bullet landed straight into her heart. Lizzie had appraised her before, she knew that shot would have been the end of Serry and she just stood there and watched.

Serendipity: *It felt like a scene from something that should have been out of Pulp Fiction. 2 former bounty hunters staring down the barrels of each others guns. Seren had some hold on herself to not pull the trigger though, she hoped. She knew that Lizzie didn't. This was going to be the end and she would gladly accept it. She had to. There was nothing left anyway. She had lost Robert and Lizzie in one night and now, now Lizzie more than hated her. Didn't matter to her right then. But right then, the words left her and it was confirmed. She was actually taking the shot. Serendipity had no time to speak nor react as the bullet left that gun, aimed right at her heart. It ripped through and it stung like a mother ****** too. Wait.... stung? Seren looked down at herself and then around as the blood trickled down her chest. The realization that it had happened again and that amazing power she had kicked in when it was supposed to. It saved her from the darkness once again. She looked up at Lizzie and that devils own smirk moved over her lips before she tilted her head* Sorry about your luck, Lizzie. Maybe next time. *she commented and quickly, she ripped her home bound from her pocket and vanished. Back to AV and then, she hit the fade portal home. Slowly, up to the third floor she went and then, into the TV room before collapsing onto her couch. She was done.*

Elizabeth: Her eyes went wide as she realized that Serry hadn't died. Complete rage moved through her as Serry ripped the tome from her pocket, Lizzie rushed forward to try and stop her from vanishing but it was too late and she screamed out in anger as she slammed her gun down on the table and punched the wall. "DAMN IT!!"

[Serendipity]

--The following transcript was a live chat roleplay--


Serendipity: *she lay on the couch, not really here, not really there. She wasn’t really anywhere in her mind. She hurt from head to toe. So many bullets, all aimed at her. All from people she loved. Her mind was so scattered, her mind broken as her body was and though she didn’t mean to, she weakly and painfully called out to Robert in his head* Pain everywhere. Hurting so very badly....

Robert Pratt: Robert was on the plane, leaving Harper Rock for who knew how long. His head resting on the side of the plane, staring down at the city lights, leaving them - and her - behind. Her voice drifted into his head and made the tears prick at his eyes once again. He was impressed there were still tears in his eyes - the amount he'd cried this past week. Gently, he opened his mind and sent her a reply. "Me too. But the pain is in my heart."

Serendipity: *she whimpered as she heard his voice, distant. Her eyes closed. The couch filled with her blood, dripping to the floor below. No one was home. No one was around. Just her. Her badly burnt body tried to move and yet, nothing, just more whimpers. This was worse than anything before because this, she couldn’t heal and yet, she didn’t die. 3 gun shot to the heart. Those were the worst of the several wounds that adorned her body. She tried again to move and then screamed but the scream was inside his head instead of outside*

Robert Pratt: He picked up a napkin, turning to look more fully out of the window so that people couldn't see his face. Gently, he dabbed at his eyes with the napkin, trying to hide the tears and pretend they weren't there. The scream in his head was obviously hers, and it ripped his heart to shreds. But she'd said she didn't want him, she'd turned him away when he needed her, she'd lied to him. And now that she was hurting - he could guess what she'd done, because it's what she always did. Turned to violence to try and sort it out by spilling her own blood as penance. She knew how he felt about that, how it would hurt him for her to be down there in the realm of shadows when Lizzie was, quite frankly, being a dick. He didn't know what to say to her, not a clue. She knew what was going on with him - and

Robert Pratt: still she was laying this on him, after turning him away. It was cruel, it was selfish, and it hurt. All he could come up with were a few simple words. "You'll be fine Serry. You'll heal. I love you - but you won't see me for a while. Like you asked"

Serendipity: *tears welled in her eyes as she felt the pain ripping through. Momento and Lizzie had done this to her. The only people right now that she could even think of going to for help. They are turned their weapons on her and now, she had no one to help her. She had nothing. She was alone. She couldn’t even get to the medicine cabinet to get the kit. Every movement felt like 100 million needles moving up and down her body. His voice offered a bit of solace, until she heard his words. She had no idea what to say to the coldness. Even when he was weeping on her couch, she still tried to talk about his newfound family information only to be shot down by his need for closure for their relationship one way or another. She sent a message back, a loud whimper in her voice* Have a good time. *she said

Serendipity: and then, she closed her eyes, tried to block out even the slightest bit of the pain to try and go to sleep. Maybe by morning, some of the pain would be gone*

Robert Pratt: Have a good time? Really? He could feel the anger welling inside him and spilling from his broken mind. How dare she, after she had pushed him away, lied to him, broken up with him and been so cold. She'd asked for the break, and yet the day after - she was reaching out to him for help and solace? Then telling him to enjoy himself? Uhhh.... no. "Serry, what do you want from me? You know how I feel about you - and what I found out and remembered. I'm on a plane to Pittsburgh, to try and find my family. I trust you with that - because if some knew where I was, they would hunt me down and kill me where I couldn't return ever again. I'd be lost. Forever. If I'm not already lost....."

Serendipity: *she was trying to block out the pain, praying for some kind of relief. Hoping that something would magically happen and she would be able to fall asleep, even if it was only for a while. Sleep was not to come though. Instead, his voice, cold, distant and quiet entered her mind once again and then, she spoke back in a soft whimpering voice* I hurt.... Momento and Lizzie..... *she cried softly* It hurts..... I don’t--- *her mind stopped as the words he had just spoke actually seemed to register. He was gone. He was free. He was away from Harper Rock and about to go find his family. Something she longed for. She missed. Something she could never have again. The closest thing she had, severed her. Abandoned her. She continued now, speaking* You be careful, Robert. Won’t tell anyone. Be safe.

Robert Pratt: His mind reached out to Leyna and sent her a message, telling her to go and find Serry and be with her. Then as he saw her move, heading for Beta, he once more sent Serry a message. "Why Momento? Why is Lizzie still hurting you?" He'd already guessed at the reason, but he wanted to hear it from her. "I want to come back.... to you Serry."

Serendipity: *she heard his words and then sighed as she closed her eyes and lay there. It took her a few moments and then, she responded but quietly and with as little pain in her voice as was possible, though she knew she was doing little to hide it* Just be safe. Ill be here, somewhere. Always. *she that, she tried to close her mind off. He wasn’t helping and she needed to focus on either sleep or figuring out someone that would help her. She was in so much pain, she could barely think now. She needed concentration*

Robert Pratt: There wasn't anything else to say, so he left it in Leyna's hands - watching through her eyes as she melted through Serry's front door and then up the stairs. Gently, Leyna called out as she reached got into the place. "Serendipity? Are you here somewhere?"

Serendipity: *she heard the faint voice in her apartment and yet, she made not a single effort to say a word on where she was. She just lay there. If Robert couldn’t come or be bothered, with her, she wasn’t going to let a human he had do anything with her. She would just lie there until Jan came home and he would handle it. he did, after all, have a background in medics. He would be best at this.*

Robert Pratt: There was no response and Leyna frowned. However, Robert had told her that Serry was here, so she was going to hunt her out. Room by room she searched, floating around and through walls and doors until finally she found a blood soaked couch with a woman on it. "Excuse me? Are you Serendipity?"

Serendipity: *Serens eyebrow rose a tiny bit when she heard someone speaking to her, though she never opened her eyes to look* Go away..... I’m fine. Tell Robert if he cannot do something himself, I don’t need him.

Robert Pratt: "He said you were a stubborn mare" She said and floated over to sit on the end of the sofa, looking up the woman's body. "You're a right mess, aren't you. Enjoying your pity party?"

Serendipity: *she growled a bit and then spoke back to the annoying voice that seemed to think they knew everything, insulting her within her own home like Robert* You can get out of my house now. You nor Robert know anything that is going on nor why I am here or like this. You don’t know me and will not pass judgement on me.

Robert Pratt: "Well now, it's not Robert's fault he doesn't know anything that's going on, is it. You sent him away I heard. Stubborn mare that you are. Where's the fight gone that he loves hmm? Get your *** up off the couch and go and sort yourself out instead of lying there feeling sorry for yourself."

Serendipity: IM NOT feeling sorry for myself! *she hollered as best as she could before she coughed and blood came rolling from her mouth. She turned her head and spit the blood on the ground before she took a moment to get a hold of herself and then spoke8 I told him it was over. He ******* left. Don’t put that **** on me and..... **** you. I’m not getting up. I’m ******* burnt from head to toe and you have NO idea how bad this hurts!

Robert Pratt: "Yeh yeh, and I'm dead. What of it? You trying to say you've never been shot or burnt before? Stop moping and get up woman!" She looked around and curled her nose at the decor before looking back at the woman. "Yeh, you told him it was over and crushed him, broke his heart and destroyed him. He's lost a piece of himself because of that, because of you. He's shot to hell from hunters and that whiney cow Lizzie - but he's still keeping on going. He's travelling to another country in fact, to try and get some sort of family - because you took away what little he had. You. And yet, he still loves you, still cares about you, still worries about you - which is why I'm here with your mopey ***. Now, get up and get in the bath. You stink and there's **** sticking to your claggy blood!"

Serendipity: Get. The. ****. Out. Of. My. House. I’m not going to tell you again. I have a goddamn tome, I will use you. *she commented as she listened to the smart assed *****, sit there and talk about what she had really no idea about. Robert and I's relationship is over. You will not make me feel bad about my decision. He chose this, not me. HE made this decision by his own actions. He was warned. Now run along and **** off....

Robert Pratt: "Nope. Go for it, use the tome. I'll hunt you down - I have to. It's my orders. To watch over you. You really think I'd be here if I didn't have to be? Least if you used the tome you'd be moving instead of lying there moping. And yes, your relationship s over - yet he cares enough and is worried enough to have me here, watching you. And I heard how it went - you chose to lie to him, and you know how honest he is. It's been tearing him up inside for months that your sordid little shag fest was being kept from Lizzie. So, stop cutting your nose off to spite your face and get off your high horse. Now. Are you having a bath or a shower?"

Serendipity: *that was it. She wasn’t going to sit there and listen to that *****. She grabbed her tome she was keeping by her side and read it, poofing to Momentos. Once there, since she was kind of afraid of Momento at the moment, she crawled to one of the blackened corners that she knew of and curled in a ball. No way that crazy wraith would follow her here. Mome would banish her anyway if she did. No wraiths she didn’t know in her home. That was the rule*

Robert Pratt: She sat there and waited for Robert to get in touch, which wasn't long. "Leyna..... Be ******* nice. I can't cope with that." She spoke out loud, knowing he would hear her. "Yeh, well, you saw her! She's pathetic!" "She's been through a lot Leyna, and she's an allurist." "Oh Lux! Not one of those useless sacks!!" "Leyna...." "Sorry. Where'd she go?" Robert thought about that one, and then remembered a conversation he'd had with Serry after he'd ripped up her tome before. "Try Momentos. You know? Autumn Veil?" "Yes." "There" "Fine" "And be nice Leyna." "I'll be silent, then you can just watch like you wanted. I want nothing to do with her and her moping." "Fine, silent is fine. Just be with her so I can see." "No worries Robert" And so she floated off towards Momento's place to search around

[Janoric]

--The following transcript was a live chat roleplay--

Serendipity: *After Serendipity had sat for a few minutes in the blackened room, hiding from the psycho annoying wraith of Roberts, she decided she had to contact Jan, though she really didn't want him to see her like this. The bullet holes were hurting, red and, they were itching and burning. That was never a good sign. They needed out. Jan was a former medic and, he was good at this sort of thing.*So..... promise you wont flip out?

Janoric: When you start with that.... But okay. I'll try my best not to

Serendipity: I.... had a slight accident and I need you to get some bullets out eventually. There are 2 from humans...... and *she mumbled though she knew he would understand it* 5 from Momento and 5 from Lizzie......

Janoric: ... Wait... What....the Lizzie ones, I can understand..... But Mome? And the rest...Serry.. What's going on

Serendipity: I'm...... okay. I'm still alive. I've just got no blood. Mome and I had a disagreement over what her and my relationship was.

Janoric: Get your *** home, I'll get the first aid kit, and a few humans.... And a hot bath. Just ignore the loaded gun beside me and a bullet with Mome's name on it.... okay last part....I was semi kidding.

Serendipity: No, I cant tonight. I have to let these burns heal first. My entire body is burnt, love.

Janoric: Then where are you, I'm coming to get you, even if I have to shoot Mome myself to get to you. Not leaving you alone, or with her alone.

Serendipity: Then ill come home. I don't want you at AV because there are too many traps, Jan!

Janoric: Tell Mome your coming home to me, no one else.. She should trust me enough with that.

Serendipity: I got it, Jan. Settle down...... please. I'm home now. I hit the fade portal. Third floor, TV room.

Janoric: *He grabbed the medical kit and then walked in, stopping as he saw her before moving to her side* Just don't like seeing you hurt... Mind or body

Serendipity: I know, love..... and me and Robert are over.

Janoric: Do I want to know why... No, probably not, I don't want to get stabby *chuckles* Strip, let's take care of your wounds, I'll bring you some blood bags too till we can get some humans

Serendipity: *she frowned and then shook her head gently* I.... don't want to take my clothes off right now. It hurts far too much to try *she sighed* And you don't need to get stabby.... I broke it off with him because he told Lizzie about him and I and..... *she lowered her head and closed her eyes* We are one family member short now.

Janoric: I.. *he just bows his head in understanding, knowing just how much that loss hurt her* What can I do love.. What could you use of me

Serendipity: *she shook her head gently and then just stood there* There isn't anything anyone can do. This is my fault. I tried to be selfish and be happy for once and I should have known better. *she shrugged a bit though it hurt terribly*

Janoric: *he takes her hand, knowing better than to try and hug her at the moment with the damage her body has taken* You do deserve it Amore. To be happy that is *he leads her slowly over to one of the couches and sits beside her, again, not touching her as to not cause her more pain* We may have super strengths, eyesight, hearing, longer lives, etc. But when it comes to matters of the heart, we're still human, we just have centuries to live with our heartaches and problems, where they only have decades

Serendipity: *she slowly made her way to the couch with him. Step...... step....... step..... step..... Finally, she made it to the couch and took her seat slowly. She looked over at him and then gave a nod of her head to his words, completely understanding* I know and I understand that..... I just.... Its going to be hard. She was my baby and now, shes gone. I'm not really sure what to do here.

Janoric: Live... *he says simply* I know it might sound like a cheap answer, but it's really the best we can do. Live each day to its fullest, like it's the last one. Because you never know what tomorrow will bring. *he intertwine his fingers into hers* I know it's not going to replace the emptiness of losing a child. I can only imagine what that's like. But I am here for you, what ever I can do. *he then gives a little smirk* just don't ask me to wear a dress or anything, I just don't look good in one

Serendipity: *she sighed to his words and then gave a nod of her head, trying her hardest not to cry. Crying was something she didn't need to do right now. She needed to keep her composure up because if she began to cry, she was going to use more of her body to do that then to hold it all in and out, it was more pain she didn't need. She gripped to his hand as he intertwined their fingers, looking over at him and then nodded her head, chuckling a bit to his comment about the dress. She shook her head lightly* I wont ask you to do that. I promise.

Janoric: Whew, thank god *he gives her that lopsided grin* I have a question. Telepathy, you can speak to people I know yes, but can you share thoughts, feelings, emotions, through it

Serendipity: *she smiled a bit to him and then, as he asked his question, she shook her head and frowned* No.... I haven't mastered that yet. I might in the next few days or few weeks. I am not really sure. I've been trying though.

Janoric: Okay, was just a thought to help you escape your pain, well, to share it. You need to recover first. I've never seen you in such bad shape. What do you need to help? Wine, blood, movie and some popcorn?

Serendipity: *she sighed and then nodded her head gently* That sounds good *she commented softly* I will take some wine, popcorn and a movie with you..... though *she frowned and while she didn't want to say anything, she knew she had to* The bullets.....

Janoric: Need to come out, I know. I'm waiting till your distracted and a bit more relaxed. You'll have to tell me all where you were shot at *he hands her the remote* first find a movie, anything you want, your choice, while I get the other necessities

Serendipity: Necessities? *she turned and looked at him, looking a bit confused and then sighed as she fidgeted* Well..... I can always get drunk and then you can take them out..... *she sighed a bit and then blinked* And ummm..... do you want the full list?

Janoric: Want, no. But I'll need it if I'm going to remove them all *he says standing and heading to the kitchen, coming back with a large bottle of red wine, bandages, tweezers, and the normal assortment of things from the "remove bullets from Serry" kit* necessities *he grins waving a hand over all the stuff, popcorn is in the microwave now

Serendipity: *she watched him leave and then began to go over all of the wounds in her head. She had to make sure that she told him all of them because otherwise, the bullets would remain and that was never good. Her mind raced, thinking over them all before he came back in. She smiled and then gave a nod of her head* I approve *she commented and then sighed* So okay..... there are 5 in my legs.... 1 in my back... 3 in my shoulders.... 3 in my heart.... and one in my gut *she looked down and sighed heavily*

Janoric: *he frowns as he places all the stuff down. He told her he wouldn't freak out, and he won't as he takes a few deep breaths* some disagreement *he says, as he looks at the wine.* I think you might need something stronger *he let's out a light chuckle before going back to the kitchen and bringing back a large chilled bottle of vodka too that he sets next to the wine, along with the finished popcorn* I'll try to be as quick, but as careful as possible Amore *he whispers to her as he gets on his knees slowly, finding the place on her legs first, taking a deep breath, and getting to work*

Serendipity: *she looked up at him and sighed as she heard his words, shaking her head gently* Not really.... Its just Momento's way of showing me she loves me...... Lizzie is another story. *she said and then nodded her head gently to his words* Yea, maybe I might *she said and then watched as he left. As he came back with the vodka, she reached out, grabbing it Vodka was harsh but, it was going to be needed for this. She knew the pain of removing bullets and there were so many. She gave him and supportive smile and a nod when he lowered himself down to start on her leg and then, she unscrewed the cap and took a rather large few swigs of the liquor as he dug into her flesh*

Janoric: *the leg ones, those were easy and with a practice ease of doing this before, and knowing his way around her body quite well, the 5 bullets are quickly out and the wounds bandaged as he looks up at her* Those were the easy ones *he whispers quietly, giving each spot a small kiss, knowing that doesn't really help heal anything, but mentally it can before he sits up and directs her to lay her side, the shoulder with the bullet in it up so he can get to her front and back* These on the other hand, *he laces one hand with hers* Are going to hurt like hell I’m afraid, *as he gives her hand a small squeeze* give it as hard as a hold as you need Amore *he whispers softly before digging the tweezers into the flesh of her shoulder*

Serendipity: *she winced here and there as her dug around in her legs, pulling out the bullets. Sometimes, when he would get too close to the bone, it would hurt more that the others. A long sigh left her as she heard his words and then gave a nod in understanding. She knew those were the easy ones. The others, she wasn't looking forward too.* I know baby. I'm not looking forward to the rest *she commented and then closed her eyes, laying as instructed. Once as comfortable as she could get, she sighed and then took another swig of her vodka, praying it would kick in and help soon. Her fingers laced with him and she gave a nod of her head* Just get it going, love. Sooner you do, the sooner you'll be done *she said and then, she felt the tweezers go in. She squeezed to his hand and closed her eyes, trying mentally, as usual, to play the anywhere but here game in her head*

Janoric: *he knows what she’s thinking and talks as she does* What do you think of Cancun, or the Bahamas or something like that love, get away for a bit. *He says, trying to distract her as he removes the second bullet from her shoulder and starts to work on the last two* White, sandy, moonlit beaches overlooking a clear blue ocean where you can see for miles. No one within hours of you besides me, if I could be so honored* he gives her hand a squeeze as he pulls the last bullet free and bandages the wounds up*

Serendipity: *she nodded her head gently as her mind began to think about Cancun* Cancun sounds nIII--- *she stopped mid sentence and whimpered, trying to block out the pain as she continued to listen to his words. It took few moments for her to get a hold of herself one again. Once she did, her mind went back to where it had been, dreaming of Cancun again and then, she had to smile as he spoke* You're always involved in my thoughts, Janoric. You're my better half.....

Janoric: *he smiles and kisses the wounds of her shoulder, knowing its about to get worse soon before answering* No, your the better half, I'm just the other half *he chuckles before continuing, turning her slightly to get to her back* White, sandy, moonlit beach. One of those fruity drinks in a pineapple, with the little umbrella in it and one of those crazy straws. *he finds the entrance spot of the bullet and takes a deep breath before going deep in, breathing a sigh of relief that it missed her spine or anything vital*

Serendipity: *she forced a chuckle and then moved as she felt him turning her onto her stomach. She knew then, as he spoke, what was coming. She just poured the liquor into her mouth. Liquid courage. Full on her back now, she could no longer drink. Her head lay flat on the surface below and her eyes closed once again as she listened to him.* I like fruity drinks *she commented in a nervous voice. As soon as the tweezers went in though, pain seared through. She whimpered and her hand gripped roughly to the couch* Oh my god...... 

Janoric: I know Amore, I know... *He says softly* Try to keep your mind on Cancun, I've almost got it *he whispers as the tweezers finally find the offending metal. He grips it quickly and pulls it out, bandaging it as quick as he can before helping her sit* Take a breather, gather yourself *he grabs the bottle of Vodka and take a long swig of it too* 

Serendipity: *her eyes closed now to his words tightly but all she could feel was the pain and all she could see was blood. She couldn't make it stop. He finally had got the bullet and ripped it from where it sat within her skin and bandaged her up. She sighed loudly and long before trying to relax, terribly sore now. Sitting up, she frowned* That sucked..... lets not do that again *she said, speaking softly as she watched him swig the vodka*

(( OOC Note: Italics are mind speak. Bold is texts as Jan does not have Mind speak power yet. ))

[Serendipity]

--The following transcript was a live chat roleplay--

Janoric: Should I put a sign on your back that say's "Please don't shoot me here?" *he chuckles softly and strokes her hair slowly* Let me know when your ready, unfortunately there are a few more to go before I'm done, and these are going to be the worse ones I'm afraid

Serendipity: *she frowned at his attempt to make a joke and then sighed, the pain moving through her from the soreness of the ones he had already taken out. The ones inside her were hurting less now. She was, god forbid, getting used to it. She gave a soft nod and sighed* I know they will be but..... might as well get it over with, right?

Janoric: *he nods slowly* just will hurt worse if they stay in *he hands her back the bottle and looking around, grabs one of the thicker pillows* you might want to bite down for these last ones Amore *he slides down from next to her and sits in front of her, and as soon as she gives the okay, he starts to work on getting the one out of her gut*

Serendipity: *she sighed and nodded her head* I know. It's so gonna suck *she commented and then, she grabbed the pillow and took another large swig before she gripped to the pillow. She put it close to her face in case she needed to bury her face in it or anything from the pain and then, she reluctantly nodded her head* Go for it *she commented before she immediately screamed into the pillow as he began to dig around in her stomach*

Janoric:: *frowns, focused, putting every bit of concentration he can into getting the bullet out, till , suddenly, he finds it, quickly removing it and bandaging up the open wound before sitting back, wiping his forehead with his hand, not even realizing that he leaves a streak of blood on his head, knowing that this next part, is going to be the worst of it*

Serendipity: *She whimpered and winced and whined as he dug around, trying so hard to find the metal bullet lodged within her body. It actually hurt worse to have them removed than it did for them to go in and suddenly, she had to wonder why 90 percent of the bullets lately that went in, never just went straight through. As he got the bullet and pulled it out though, she sighed, terribly grateful that he was done. She leaned back, panting roughly*

Janoric: *trying to take her mind off things for a moment he ask* Do you have anything pressing going on at the moment, anything that wouldn't be a problem to set aside for a week or so *he ask, wiping his hands on a towel and coming up to sit next to her on the couch, putting her head on his shoulder and lightly stroking his hand through her hair*

Serendipity: *she continued to breath heavily in reflex and then shook her head gently as she listened to his question* No, not really. Just making a trap order for my ex. *she commented. She was a business woman after all. She had promised the traps. She would still deliver* And you have blood all over your forehead by the way *she commented absently as his head rested on her shoulder*

Janoric: *he chuckles* I probably have it all over me I'm guessing. *he smiles* Think he could live without for a week. Why don't we go to Cancun, you could use the rest after tonight, the time to heal, to unwind a bit, to just be away from everything

Serendipity: I think that's a Fantastic idea. Nights in bikinis on the beach...... when I'm not full of holes. Little funny drinks. Crazy hats and the water...... *she smiled, her breath calming* Oh Jan. When can we leave?

Janoric: Dusk tomorrow? Give you a chance to heal. I'll call and make the arrangements while you sleep.

Serendipity: *nods her head and smiles softly* That sounds great..... I'm excited.

Janoric: Good *he grins and leans over, kissing her softly* now, I hate to, but one last part to remove before we are done. And *he pauses* This one isn't going to be fun. In fact, I'm worried about this one. I've never removed anything from the heart

Serendipity: *kisses him back and then, he spoke the words she didn't want to hear. She frowned and then whispered* There are three in there, Jan..... *she commented and then closed her eyes, tears already forming in fear. Shes never really been afraid to let him do any of this before and yet..... shed never had anyone remove anything from her heart either and he had never looked worried. She took a deep breath and then exhaled slowly* Go for it.

Janoric: *he takes a deep breath and slowly* I need you to try and stay focused, let me know if anything feels wrong. *he slides of the couch, looking at the three wounds. Closing his eyes and steadying his breathing, he says softy* I love you Serendipity Drake *just before he opens his eyes and pushes the tweezers in, searching for that first piece of offending metal*

Serendipity: *nodded her head gently to his words* I will *she commented and then sighed before taking in a deep breath* I love you, Janoric Croft. I trust you. *she said softly and then tears welled in her eyes bigger than before, the previous ones running down her face from fear and now the pain as it ripped through her chest though she tried her hardest to stay perfectly statue like still*

Janoric: *as quickly and as focused as he can possibly be, he gets two of the bullets out, but the third is deep in, right next to her heart* I'm Sorry love *he whispers and grabs her hand, holding it right in his* This is going to hurt *he whispers before pushing the tweezers in deep with his other hand, trying to avoid the organ while trying to grip the bullet. Finally he grabs it and quickly yanks it out of her, tossing both aside and quickly bandaging her up and pulling her to him close, holding her tight, hand still gripping hers tightly*

Serendipity: *she felt the tweezers rooting around in her chest with each bullet. The tears continued to flow. Her free hand reached down and gripped to the couch as she tried her hardest not to pass out from the pain. 2 were out now and she tried to relax a bit. His words brought more fear. The tweezers went in deeper this time. A scream rang out into the apartment though she tried her best to remain still. Cuss words flew left and right as the tears continued to stream down. Her grip on the couch was rougher now but finally, he pulled the bullet out and bandaged her up. She whimpered as he moved her, her breathing heavy. Her grip on the couch remained as it was, frozen in pain*

Janoric: *he holds her close, whispering softly in her ear* Its done, its over. I have you Amore. *He strokes her back, way away from the wound on there, just letting her know that he was there. Letting her catch her breath and recover* Take your time, no rush, take all the time you need.

Serendipity: *she cried harder and harder as he held her. She hadn't wanted to and yet, she couldn't help it either. It hurt so bad and she had not been used to it anymore. It had been a while since she had to go through this. Her hand finally let go of the couch and gripped to his tee shirt as she spoke through her tears* I wanna just get away from this ******* place and never come back. All this city is is pain....

Janoric: *he nods softly, understanding how difficult this is being for her* Tomorrow, we'll get away. Take tonight, heal, rest, recover. Let me clean up, wash my hands. I'll be here all night. *he pauses* Well, as long as you need, I'm here. You know that. Tomorrow will be fruity drinks, bikinis, and cabana boys and not a care in the world

Serendipity: *her tears had slowed but not stopped as she loosened her grip on him. She really was so incredibly depressed and yet, she was trying so hard to not let it show. She forced herself up, through the pain and then leaned back against the couch, allowing him to get up and go about his day.* I cant wait *she commented, trying to wipe her eyes as she sniffled*

Janoric: *he kisses her forehead softly* Do you need anything from the kitchen while I'm in there hun *he ask picking up the Serry Kit and packing it up, heading back into the bathroom to clean and wash his hands and changing into a pair of shorts before coming back into the room, grabbing some water, and anything else either one of them might need before planting himself again next to her on the couch, opening his arms again*

Serendipity: *she shook her head gently, not realizing the liquor was actually taking hold. She had drank quite a bit of it, after all. Now that things had finally calmed on the pain side of things everything else was taking hold. The pain was tolerable now. Something she could handle.* Think I'm okay *she commented, slightly buzzed and then leaned her head back, closing her eyes. Her mind drifted to Lizzie, wondering where she was. What she was doing. How she was doing. How Molly was. Her grand daughter. Robert. What a mess her life really was and yet, as always, here was Jan. Right by her side. Ever loyal. Ever faithful. Her soul mate. Her amazing childe. He sat next to her and she moved slowly into him, knowing his arms were open for her as they always were and she nuzzled his chest* Have I told you how much I love you, Jan? *she whispered, so tired now and sniffled once again*

Janoric: Often *he smiles and feeds her a piece of popcorn to get something on her stomach with all the vodka shes had, taking a glance over at the bottle, seeing it half empty, but knowing she needed it, of all nights, tonight* But you can tell me again if you wish. I don't mind hearing it *he softly runs his fingers through her hair as he feeds her another piece of popcorn*

Serendipity: *she opened her mouth as she smelled the popcorn and felt it against her lips, chewing it quickly and swallowing. Then, she smiled a bit, sniffling once again as she spoke* You're my rock, Jan. My better half of me. You didn't get any of the bad. You are like me in all the good ways, if I have any good left now. *she frowned softly and then took the other offered piece of popcorn and chewed it, a soft purr leaving her as she felt his hand moving through her hair* I love you....

Janoric: You have plenty of good left baby. You've just been having **** luck. *he keeps stroking her hair as he feeds her another piece of popcorn* Theses things have a way of balancing themselves out in the end. Give it time, and who knows, maybe you and Lizzy can even make it work out after some time has passed *he slowly, and carefully wraps one arm around her* Je t'amie aussi mon Amore

Serendipity: *she sighed a bit and then shook her head. She wasn't thinking the way he was about her. She couldn't see that there was any good in her. She couldn't find it. Not after what she had done to Liz. She had tried to bring her up to Robert as often as she could, reminding him of her. Trying to focus his mind on her and yet, she also remembered the twinges of jealousy she felt when Liz and Robert would talk and she was told about it. She sighed and then took her bit of her popcorn as he continued to try and focus on his hand running through her hair, calming her. His words offered no comfort though she knew he was trying* I doubt that. She hates me. *she commented softly after swallowing her popcorn.* She has every right. *she whispered before she heard his words. She looked up and smiled. She didn't know what the fell translation of that was, but she knew enough to understand it. She spoke back* I love you too, my heart.

Janoric: *he nods slowly before starting* Yes, she probably does *he whispers stilling running his hand through her hair* And unfortunately she probably will for a while. *he says with a frown, knowing, with this, at this point, no reason to try and sugar coat it. As anything but that, Serry will see right though* I've only met my sister two or three times. But everything you told me about her, her moods, and personalities change, a lot, and often. Given some time, and some work, probably hard work, she might eventually come around *he keeps running his hand through her hair in a steady rhythmic motion* I believe there is good in you Serry Amore, no matter what anyone else says, you just need to believe it yourself.

Serendipity: *She closed her eyes, so tired from the last 24 hour period and the liquor wasn't helping the situation at all. She was falling asleep though she was trying to fight against it. The blood loss as well was adding to her tired state. It all was just creating a very tired Serendipity, though, she did have enough energy to speak back to his words, just much quieter now* I don't think so. I think this time, shes gone. I wont give up though. I knew what would happen. I warned him..... ******* ******** that he is. I tried to stop this but this only proves that I was in less control than I thought I guess.... *she sighed a bit* I want my baby back.... *she said before she was out. Sleeping against his chest, completely drained in all forms. Her body just finally gave in and had shut completely down*

Janoric: *he holds he close, still stroking her hair, even after he can tell she's fast asleep* I know you do Amore, and I might not be much help, but I'll do everything I can to help get her back, she's still my family too after all *he whispers softly* For now, sleep, I have you. I'll keep you safe tonight. You just sleep *he lays back on the couch so she's in a more comfortable spot and sighs, thinking, wondering if there really is anything he can do. The whole time, his hand keeps brushing through her hair with a steady rhythm and his other arm keeps a hold of her tightly, providing what warmth and comfort her can to her healing body*