A Cure? (Open)

[Aden-OCarrol]

[AGAINST THE CURE]

Doc glanced at Lizzie and gave her a ‘**** my life’ look, as he replied to Aden, “You want to do this right? Great. Shut the **** up. Listen. Do not talk. We do not know anything concrete about this cure. We have pieces of emails. Not whole emails. Pieces.”

He paused, as he tried to express his thoughts in a calm manner. Aden was the -last- person Doc wanted to go anywhere near the location where experiments were ongoing, even if Aden knew where it was. Doc didn’t even know the location,..yet.

“We need to reconnoiter, and that means.. Loud **** ups, like you Aden, need to sit out until we know more. If and when more information comes out, and we need meat shields, You will be the first person I call. In the meantime, Aden.. and listen carefully,” He spoke slowly and clearly, “Clean your weapons, make sure you have plenty of ammo, and then go do what I pay you for. Your ******* job. And do not discuss this with anyone.. Except your sire. Do you understand?

“Because, If there is a cure, it could be valuable. We do not need to jump to conclusions based on .. what could be mis-information. It could be a ******* trap for all we know. So, do your job and keep your ******* mouth shut.”

Aden smirks as he listens knowing Doc would gong cuss him out, But it was not as bad as he thought." One, I am off today, I don't work every day. Two, that was like what 5 weeks after I was turned and was still trying to learn how to control my new life change took a little while to deal the rage. I was turned when back work for you week later after letting you know I had moved to nights. That been almost year and have caused you no problem since then or outburst." Stop for second or so.

But get I your point. I am called you because we all need to work as a relative team not go around doing crazy stuff on our own. I'm going to in the building one way or another I rather go in informed and at the right time. Want me to go in being a stupid meathead or let me be helpful instead of causing problems. You yelled at me last time to use my head. Not go running my mouth and flying off the handles. I am sitting here with Kira trying to make a plain letting the email come in getting info. Waiting to make a smart move and calling someone I know is most likely more informed than I versus rushing in and doing idiot actions. I get the tone Doc. I am asking to help the others, not my self for once. Know what I do effects other in our community."

[destruction of the cure]

[Elizabeth]

Doc had colorful language, that much she had been warned about and had heard on occasion. In passing. This was different, however. Doc seemed aggravated at whoever he was speaking to. Why would he keep someone in his employ that agitated him so? One of Doc's many mysteries. Perhaps he pitied the individual. Perhaps it was someone he sired-accidentally. Whatever the case, Elizabeth was glad that her phone lit up and played a five second piano chord. Elizabeth held up a finger and then excused herself from the room as Doc began to lecture the person on the other end.

She pressed the small 'mail' icon on her phone and opened the message. She smiled, and noticed that Doc was included within the message. When had she and Amalea exchanged numbers, exactly? And why hadn't either of them used it until tonight? Elizabeth was positive...perhaps it had been not long after the woman's birthday party. Or perhaps, it had been Doc that had actually given it to her. It was of no consequence, but more a pleasant surprise to receive a message from an unexpected person. Elizabeth rather liked the woman, all things considered. Her relationship, or connection to Doc was another one of those mysteries that Elizabeth would perhaps never understand.

Text: I have no plans of going anywhere near the militarized area tonight or any night soon, but thank you for your concern. I am currently only hacking email servers to see what I can find out about this claimed 'Cure.' From there, depending on what is found...will make my decision on what, if any course to take. Doc, however...I think is a little more...assertive than I am in regards to what is going on.

The text was sent, then more was added to it out of simple curiosity.

Text: What, if anything, are you planning on doing? Whatever it is, be safe as well.

Doc was already in a mood over the mystery caller, she did not want to see what would happen if Amalea did something that might get herself in a pinch. She hardly seemed the type, but stranger things had happened in Harper Rock.

[for_peace][/for_peace]

[Azraeth]

Tagged: Amalea

To Amalea : I think that’s part of the problem, honestly. There are always going to be voices that don’t match with what the majority wants, and there are always going to be detractors. In the past, I believe those people have just been some of the louder voices. I wish there were a way to shear off the metaphorical fringe here, but I’m not sure if there’s a way that doesn’t involve at least somewhat forsaking the idea of transparency. Which is its own can of worms to open. But even having an ‘oh ****’ protocol I think would suffice for these situations. It doesn’t even have to be universally agreed upon, as long as enough people see the value in it. I also agree about the rift. I’m not sure how much humans know about the supernatural human races, but imagine the skill of an ancient sorcerer who has mastered rituals? You recall a short time back when there were those...bits of the fade sort of leaking through into the ‘real’ world? Right now, I think the rift is stable, but if humans determine that vampires can only come back in Harper Rock, how long until they question why? And then how long until someone inevitably spills that information in a very bad way? The cure was put together in next to no time, if you think about it. Most medicines take years to develop and test. It’s been a few months? Imagine the untold damage that could be done to the rift. That’s when we’re well and truly boned, my friend.

Happy times.

Anyway, I’m about to head into Longslade so if you don’t hear from me for a while, I totally did not get captured and vivisected. Also, I met this awesome guy here! He’s one of Mortll’s friends. You should totally meet him at the next Voodoo Dragon meeting.

P. S. Here’s a selfie with us.

P. P. S. I should stop treating texts like letters. I AM SO SORRY. Talk to you soon, DragonFox!