MerRolf #2

<soulonphone> Rolf is awake. His room is still dark and he's still a lump in the cot, still on oxygen. But he's awake, and quiet, staring idly at a wall.
<Sax> Merrill enters medical, carrying flowers!
<Sax> She nods to the nurse, asking how Rolf is doing.
<soulonphone> Rolf is apparently doing much better! He thanked the nurse for breakfast this morning.
<Sax> Merrill: "I'm here to let him know that we are all supporting his recovery, and to drop off a bouquet of flowers."
<Sax> "And, if he is in the mood, to talk to him."
<soulonphone> "Oh yes, he should be awake to talk to. It is cisiting hours after all. You can go give him the flowers yourself- if it's too strong for him now he'll let you know."
<Sax> "THank you."
<Sax> Merrill gracefully walks to Rolf's room.
<soulonphone> Rolf is curled up, opens his eyes.
<Sax> She opens the door, and closes it gently.
<Sax> "Good morning, Mister Vogel."
<Sax> "I trust you are feeling better?"\
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<Soulless> Rolf glances to her, his eyes clear and recognizing. He watches her, whispers something, but it's too far away for Merrill to hear.
<Sax> "I had some of the finest roses from the area sent to me, so that I could give them to you."
<Sax> She places them in a vase, with some water, and places them by his bedside table.
<Sax> "How are you feeling today?"
<Sax> She takes a seat on a chair near his bed.
<Soulless> Rolf blinks at her, then the roses. He whispers softly, but loud enough for her to hear. "I had hoped you were another vision...""
<Soulless> *in German
<Sax> "[Oh, no, I am not a vision, dearest Rolf.]"
<Sax> She gently takes your hand. "[I am the real deal, the current Merrill.]"
<Soulless> His hand twitches away, but not enough to avoid her.
<Sax> "[Not the weak bastard child you saw in your visions, my memories.]"
<Soulless> He blinks, watching her. His expression is blank for a moment, and then... his eyes narrow, and intensify, for just a fraction of a second.
<Sax> She gazes back.
<Sax> Still gently grasping his hand, she removes her tinted glasses with her other free hand.
<Soulless> He's too weak to /actually/ use his anomaly, but he's faking using it, to see if she'll buy his lie.
<Soulless> He's very good at acting, even now. He even pretends to flinch.
<Sax> "Are you trying to dwell deeper into the lady who sits before you?"
<Soulless> He smiles, gently, and squeezes her hand slightly.
<Sax> "How quaint," she scoffs. "Perhaps, if you asked, I would gift them to you."
<Sax> "Wrapped in silk and fine jewels."
<Soulless> So she can't tell. So she can't detect his abilites necessarily. He could... lie to her. He could. He smiles, and hides these thoughts- thinking is so, so hard already. He needed to reserve his time... think slow.
<Sax> She digs her nails into your hand suddenly, strong enough to leave deep imprints.
<Soulless> His eyes widen slightly, and it takes a little while for the pain to meet him. When it does, he flinches, and weakly tries to tug his hand away.
<Sax> "There is so much we can learn about each other."
<Sax> "Do you not agree, Rolf?"
<Soulless> There are bruises forming on his hand from her grip. He's shockingly easy to bruise.
<Sax> She lightens the pressure ever so slightly, but still retaining enough of a grip.,
<Sax> To subdue.
<Sax> To direct.
<Sax> To control.
<Soulless> He takes a little while to put his thoughts together to respond. "[What... do you want?]"
<Soulless> His pale gaze looks to her hand, then back to her. It's a gentle gaze, soft, pliant.
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<Sax> She smiles sweetly, and leans in closer, hep lips barely grazing your eat.
<Sax> ear*
<Sax> "[Holding my hand right now is someone who is attractive but who possesses no strength of will.]"
<Sax> "[Do you know how often such a subject comes into a lady's hands, even as a potential research subject?]"
<Sax> "[Tell me, dear, do you have anybody waiting on you?]"
<Soulless> (here)
<Soulless> Rolf blinks to her, quiet. "[Waiting on?]"
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<Sax> "[Any suitors?]"
<Soulless> "[...I do not... need to tell you.]"
<Sax> "[Like it matters. They are most likely below me, after all.]"
<Sax> "[Do you not like my ministrations?]"
<Soulless> He squeezes her hand back, gently. Borderline affectionate. "[...I don't... dislike them.]" He finally admits.
<Sax> She smiles.
<Sax> "[Then you and I will get along splendidly.]"
<Sax> She places a soft kiss on your lips.
<Soulless> She'd have to remove his mask to do that.
<Sax> Then on top of the mask will do.
<Sax> It would not do anyone well if she accidentally kills him.
<Soulless> He watches her, hesitates, and then motions a kiss back. "[...You do not have good intentions for me.]"
<Soulless> "[You are very... confident I would surrender... so easily.]"
<Soulless> His eyebrows furrow together.
<Sax> "[Oh, everyone says that at first.]"
<Sax> "[Have you played long games, dearest?]"
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<Soulless> Rolf... probably, probably used to.
<Sax> She grazes her nails idly across your chest, Rolf.
<Sax> "[I have played years-long games, my dearest.]"
<Sax> "[It is not a question of if you will surrender to me.]"
<Sax> "[But when.]"
<Soulless> "[...You savor the breaking... more than you do the acquisition.]"
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<Soulless> There are still bruises  on his neck and cllarbone. His eyes follow her touch, and goosebumps are left in her wake.
<Sax> "[I will admit, it is an acquired taste.]"
<Sax> She smiles wickedly. "[But, oh, it tastes sweeter than even the holiest kiss.]"
<Sax> "[As for bad intentions... I do not harbor direct malice for you.]"
<Sax> "[But we are all self-serving, no?]"
<Soulless> He watches her. Perhaps odd to her, Rolf has no anger, or accusatory, or even rebellion in his eyes.
<Sax> "[Do you still require that mask to sustain your life?]"
<Soulless> He's just quietly watching, open and accepting to everything she says and does to him. He shakes his head. "[I can breathe a little...]"
<Sax> She smirks.
<Sax> "[You have been compliant this entire time. Allow me to reward you even a tiny bit.]"
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<Sax> She moves his mask down for a moment, and gently kisses you, Rolf.
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<Soulless> Rolf doesn't move away from the kiss, but neither does he have the mental energy to kiss back. His lips still, are plush, and there's a terrible enjoyment in kissing him regardless.
<Soulless> He's a pleasure to kiss.
<Soulless> He has to break it soomewhat earlier than normal, because of his breathing difficulties.
<Sax> Which makes this all the better for Merrill, who eventually moves back.
<Sax> And places the mask back on.
<Soulless> He nods. "[Thank you. I will... learn of you... and yours... and I will make the process... a process.]"
<Sax> "[We will both learn about each other and ours.]"
<Sax> "[I look forward to the process, dearest Rolf.]"
<Soulless> "[...I do not. But that... doesn't matter.]"
<Soulless> He licks his lips.
<Sax> She smiles. "[No truer words have been spoken.]"
<Sax> "[Although, I will try my best not to cause you undue distress, if that assuades your worries even a tiny bit.]"
<soulonphone> "[then it follows.That all stress... is justified.]"
<soulonphone> He smiles.
<Sax> "[No pleasure came without its share of misery.]"
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<soulonphone> He nods. "[There are... other anomalies here. Why... me?]"
<Sax> "[Because I tasted it in you, when we kissed.]"
<Sax> "[Desire.]"
<Sax> "[Lust.]"
<Sax> "[Passion.]"
<soulonphone> He arches a brow, skeptical.
<Sax> "[Have your old lovers never given you a taste of those feelings, absolutely unrestrained?]"
<soulonphone> Rolf looks to the roses again. "[...you are even more ignorant... than you know...]" is his only answer.
<soulonphone> Rolf looks to the roses again. "[...you are even more ignorant... than you know...]" is his only answer.
<Sax> "[You are in for a delectable treat, then.]"
<Sax> "[Although, the taste that I can provide is only suitable if you are fully healed.]"
<soulonphone> With a deep breath, and great effort, he drags himself to an upright position long enough to take a flower from the vase, and lay back down gingerly in his previous position, the rose by his face.
<Sax> "[Shall I leave you to rest?]"
<soulonphone> He then looks back at her. "[...you do not even know, what you do not know, Merrill. ]" there is a warning tone, just barely.
<Sax> "[That is why I walk down the path I do.]"
<soulonphone> "[The rose... smells nice. Easy to focus on... the scent.]"
<Sax> "[Because, as dangerous as the unknown is, that is where the most can be done.]"
<Sax> "[I had them sent to me from a... hidden source.]"
<soulonphone> He looks up to her. "[Hidden... fitting.]"
<soulonphone> He chuckles, then winces.
<Sax> "[Please, take the time you need to fully heal.]"
<Sax> "[I will visit at least once every day to ensure that you are doing well.]"
<Sax> "[Once you are well... then our mutual learning experience can truly begin, no?]"
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<soulonphone> He narrows his gaze, and straightens his shoulders just a little. Enough to bring an echo of his confident form back. He nods.
<Sax> "[Are you looking forward to such an experience?]"
<soulonphone> "[...I am... preparing. That is all...]"
<Sax> "[I look forward to what you can bring to the table.]"
<Sax> She blows a kiss as she begins to walk out.
<soulonphone> He watches her, then holds his bruised hand. Looks to the rose, and closes his eyes.
<Sax> She closes the door, and nods to the nurse on her way out.
<soulonphone> Mentally prepares.
<Sax> "He is doing fine. He can converse, that is for sure."
<soulonphone> The nurse smiles and waves to Merrill. "That's good. Hopefully he'll make a full recovery."
<Sax> "I am willing to bet on it."
<Sax> She smiles, and glides out of Medical.
<Sax> Like a phantom over water.
<Sax> (FIN)