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Amelie reaches for the collar and the controls, humming happily to herself. Tucking them both within her rucksack, the young Oscuri waves to Franziska!

"Thanks, Frankie. You're the best."

At that, she runs off to the prison, making sure to grip Aldrah by the wrist - not very gently - to drag him along.
(Amelie Vishkar)

Aldrah went along with Amelie, excited that he would have a guinea pig for his experiments.

Upon arriving at the place, he saw that Grirsh and Djura were there, he waved at them and stood silently beside Amelie.
(Aldrah)

A small nod was given to Grirsh and Djura in acknowledgement as Amelie strode with purpose through the room. With a single motion at the undead guards, they'd unlock for door to let the young Oscuri in, closing it right behind her.

Lilac eyes stared at Wereley. A harsh and intense gaze, akin to the look of a sociopath who would rather be killing people than being here- and despite such intensity, it lacked hostility. It was a look, with her sharp features, that simply belonged on her face; perhaps part of the Oscuri ancestry.

As she spoke, however, she was relatively polite, at least- if imperative on her tone. She wasn't suggesting anything.

"Prisoner Wereley. Turn around, I'll install an anti-magic collar on you."
(Amelie Vishkar)

Wereley looked very calm to the both of them and hear what Djura had to say, his expression showed that he was hardly surprised from hearing that frm the Neries.

"You know? Are you able to read minds? I mean banish me from Dawn? Why? Honestly, I'll tell you what: Not against that because Dawn had given me nothing but trouble. Sadly only few people seem to give me trouble, but honestly Annie and Loofy's little scheme to get me here sure crossed the line for me."

Then he looked at Grirsh.

"No, all the vampires like me. I have not had a single problem with any of them since returning, thanks to Annie's little bet about them killing me."

After hearing Amelie he turned, to her, and started to say in a rather educated tone.

"Do not worry, I'm not going anywhere, so there's no need for that collar, I came here without resisting, so that collar should be saved to the guy that I'm going to namedrop in a few moments. But thanks thou."

He turns around and looks at grirsh.

"I need to talk with you could you please come closer to the bars? Id rather not be loud about these things."
(Wereley)

Wrong answer. A scowl came to Amelie's expression, the harsh stare rapidly becoming more hostile as she clenched her fist, taking a step forward towards Wereley as her fist would rapidly accelerate at the man's ribs- and that'd be followed by a kick to his kneecap. Although none of these would result in any serious injury, they'd be certain to hurt like a bitch- not to mention the humiliating factor of getting beaten up in prison.

If he resisted, however, that'd draw an even more aggravated reaction from the Oscuri. Decisions to be made.

"Shut the fuck up. I said turn around, not flap your fucking gums, you piece of shit."
(Amelie Vishkar)

Aldrah quietly sat in the chair, pulled his book from his coat and began to read, waiting for Amelie.
(Aldrah)

He looks at Amelie with a smirk.

"Oh how rude of you... Fine, put your little leash on me. I don't understand why such harsh tones, but I'm going to fault more the fact that Oscuri don't seem to like me that much."
(Wereley)

The stare remained upon Wereley, now a dull one, as the Oscuri entrapped the man with the anti-magic collar; spikes and the energy humming lightly around the man's neck. For a good few seconds, she kept staring at him, as if making a decision of her own.

"..I don't know if you have suicidal tendencies or what, but drop the attitude, or you will die. It's not a threat, it's a warning- listen or it or don't, it's the only one you'll ever get."

Her gaze whipped at Aldrah from there, still holding some degree of harhness to it.

"He's all yours."
(Amelie Vishkar)

Aldrah put away his book, got up quietly, and went to the entrance of the cell.

"Well, now I have a guinea pig in my hands .. But I think I'll leave it for a while in the cell, because I need to finish my experiments on animals first .." He smiled.

He looked at Amelie.

"Thank you for giving me this guinea pig, Amelie!"

His gaze turned to Wereley.

"Now you, my dear ... You need to lose some weight so I can start my experiments on you! Maybe a few days without food to begin! I think it will be a good start!"


(Aldrah)

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17:24] Grirsh Ilmish says, "..."
[17:24] Grirsh Ilmish says, "Start doing it now."
[17:25] Wereley says, "See you in a few days then.."
[17:25] Aldrah says, "Well.."
[17:25] Aldrah exclaims, "Grirsh!"
[17:25] Grirsh Ilmish asks, "...?"
[17:26] Aldrah asks, "I need more animals for my experiments, could you help me hunt some rabbits, birds..?"
[17:26] Grirsh Ilmish says, "There's a big rabbit on the cell."
[17:26] Grirsh Ilmish says, "His name is wereley."
[17:26] Amelie Vishkar says, "Pfff."
[17:26] Aldrah says, "No no.. I need first finish the experiments on animals, then I going to start the experiments on him."
[17:26] Wereley whispers something.
[17:26] Grirsh Ilmish says, "Just do a little bit of testing."
[17:26] Aldrah says, "Hmm..."
[17:26] Grirsh Ilmish says, "He will not be there forever."
[17:27] Wereley asks, "you want so badly to know what I found about the mole in Dawn? Really?"
[17:27] Aldrah says, "Well.."
[17:27] Aldrah exclaims, "Alright!"

--- --- ---

He entered the cell very slowly, keeping his gaze fixed on Wereley.
(Aldrah)

Aldrah pulled a small case from inside his coat, which contained some tools, something like a dagger, some tweezers, pins, among other things.

"Well, let's start this then! Take off your armor and clothes, put them on the floor next to you."
(Aldrah)

Ignores Aldrah as if he wasn't even there.

"Maybe I'll tell you. But then again maybe if you call someone that I trust rather than a bunch of people that despise me to the core... Maybe... I'll start to cooperate. As it seems that even when I cooperate you guys just seem to want more."
(Wereley)

Nonchalantly, Amelie rose the remote controller that had its energy signature bound to Wereley's collar. The young Oscuri didn't even look at the scene as a whole, just pressed the shock button to send a wave of painful electrocution through the man's whole body.

Her stare remained dull and bored as she pulled a small book and started reading it, with her free hand, as the other kept holding onto the remote controller.
(Amelie Vishkar)

The boy received the shock and tumbled a bit backwards and laughed to the pain, a bit of chuckle.

"Oh... I have heard stories of the shock collars, but let us be honest here, never have I imagined it was so funny to experience that... Thank you Oscuri, for the marvelous experience."
(Wereley)

He would lean back and chuckle a bit, this man was strange, pretty much ignoring the shock? What's the point, he would just cross his arms and glance at Amelie for a momment as he would keep his eyes on Aldrah...

"I don't plan to get up from this chair, and I just want my answers before I get bored, so Aldrah... entertain me a little with your research, do as you please, remember no killing and please... he will need to talk after whatever you plan to do..."
(Grirsh Ilmish)

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[17:44] Aldrah says, "Amelie.."
[17:44] Amelie Vishkar says, "Ah, well."
[17:44] Amelie Vishkar says, "I guess he's not gonna miss an arm. The demon out there's hungry."
[17:44] Aldrah asks, "Can you give me a hand here?"
[17:44] Amelie Vishkar says, "His hand? Okay."
[17:45] Wereley says, "rip one thing from me and I'll not tell."
[17:45] Aldrah says, "Well, I'm not going to use his hand and leg for anything, if you want to rip it all out ..."
[17:45] Amelie Vishkar says, "You have this small problem, Wereley."
[17:45] Amelie Vishkar says, "You think I give half a fuck to what you have to say."
[17:45] Amelie Vishkar says, "I don't."
[17:45] Wereley says, "Well I don't give a fuck about how ugly you are yet here we are."
[17:45] Amelie Vishkar says, "Oh."
[17:45] Amelie Vishkar says, "You're dead. Cool."
[17:45] Grirsh Ilmish says, "Oh..."
[17:45] Aldrah says, "..."
[17:45] Aldrah says, "Oh shit.."
[17:46] Grirsh Ilmish says, "He's retarded..."
[17:46] Amelie Vishkar says, "Aldrah. Out."
[17:46] Amelie Vishkar says, "I'll give you his corpse, though."
[17:46] Grirsh Ilmish says, "Amelie, please get the name's first."
[17:46] Wereley says, "Oh sorry... Sors already called dibs."

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Aldrah lowers his head and leaves the room in silence.
(Aldrah)

Wereley laughed as Amelie just threw him to the side and went on top of him, his smile didn't seem to fear or regret nothing.

"Are you going to kill me? Oh let me tell you... you Oscuri sure seem to like when you get that bright green on your face. But you don't seem to be smilling, where's the smile of your face? where's the attempt of being nothing more than an abomination?"

He was clearly trying to get himself killed.

"Come on bitch! SHOW ME WHAT YOU LOVE!"
(Wereley)

gets cut and cut again as he keeps looking at Amelie.

"You know... I'm starting to remember why I don't like Oscuris, I Always had this belief that you and your race are nothing but shit."
(Wereley)

"Boy, you sure like to talk" the Oscuri mutters, her harsh tone spiked with traces of the hostility, such as her eyes- burning with the vibrant green of rieka, gripping her sword tightly. At this point, wings sprouted from the young Oscuri's back- making the girl float a few inches above the ground, gritting her teeth as she dashed against him in the small space of the confinement.

Once more, rieka crackled over her arm, channeling through to the blade- burning lines of the vibrant green shade were painted over the edge, with an explosion of rieka coming through next. Unlike when sparring, Amelie wasn't taking it light this time- the explosion of rieka was not of a concussive blast, but a burning, raw energy that'd latch onto Wereley's circuitry, not only overloading them to prevent the cast of magic, but burn him.

A feeling of being burnt from the inside out, as the young Oscuri would continue to relentlessly strike against him. Unending, with the sharp end of her blade- to maim. To kill.
(Amelie Vishkar)


With the anti-magic collar sapping Wereley's energy and magic, the enclosed space and Amelie's own bursts of rieka, it wssn't exactly a scuffle that lasted very long. From outside of the prison cell, flashes of lightning could be seen as the young Oscuri disappeared only to reappear elsewhere, striking at Wereley with the sharp sound of her blade cutting through skin, through muscle; explosions of rieka following, as her broadsword cut through the air against the prisoner.

She probably didn't have to go through so much trouble, but she did- perhaps the influence of rieka, or perhaps she just wanted to make Wereley suffer. With a single, last flash of lightning, the girl used her free hand to dash against the man, pinning him by the neck against the wall- with a single hand, she'd raise him, keeping the hostile, murderous eyes set upon his, the burning shade of rieka vibrant, glowing.

"Here lies John Doe. He accomplished literally nothing. Then he died."

Her words were spewed like venom, her knee rising to be smashed against his gut- a few ribs breaking in the process. The hand that had been using to pin Wereley against the wall softened, letting go, but only for a moment before she used it to grip him by the orange hair.

And by the orange hair he was lifted. Slowly. A dull stare was given from Amelie to him as her blade rose as well, the tip aimed at the man, scanning over him, as if making a decision- though she didn't seem to really put her mind to it. A least bit of strength was used to lift him a little more before the blade accelerated-

Blood. The broadsword's tip going through the throat and the stone wall behind him alike, filling his throat and lungs with his own blood. The Oscuri kept her grip upon the man's hair tight, watching him as he'd slowly drown; the blade was not removed, staying there for him to feel it. The cold touch of mythril in contact with his warm flesh.

A single twist of her hand, and the blade was turned from its vertical position to a horizontal one, further tearing through the trachea, ripping through it and making it impossible for him to breathe. With a swift stroke, the girl removed the blade from his throat, reaching for a small tissue to thoroughly clean Wereley's blood from her hand as her eyes, burning with rieka still, watched as he'd drown on his own blood, incapable of breathing due to the destroyed trachea- all with a dull stare.
(Amelie Vishkar)

Wereley felt the pain of Amelie and cackled at her feeble attempts to make him display it, but he would not, maybe he was just a bit too stubborn for it, maybe he just wanted her to keep going. As she tried to taunt him he would just give a friendly smile to Amelie.

"And now you'll kill me and all the info I held after seeing that Franz wished me to be imprisoned will go back to the lifestream with you, what a shame... You lost your oportunity as you'll lose the war against Huang. You stuck up bitch."

he was let go of and helf by the hair and kept talking.

"Haha... I have lived my life following the path that was set for me, thank for the bullshit of your god, thanks for the bullshit of your people. It was a life Worth living for, but much more... A life Worth dying for."

Once the blade struck his neck he kept smiling and did so until he died, didn't even grasp for air or anything, he embraced it, finally escaping from that bullshit he was forced to endure up to that point.
(Wereley)

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[18:30] Amelie Vishkar says, "Corpse's yours, Aldrah."
[18:30] Amelie Vishkar says, "Main points are still intact."
[18:30] Aldrah says, "Alright.."
[18:30] Aldrah says, "I see.. Thanks.."
[18:30] Aldrah says, "Uh.."

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Aldrah grabbed the body by the feet and began to drag out of the place.
(Aldrah)

Taking the body to the laboratory

Aldrah grabs the body and puts it on the table.
(Aldrah)

After placing the body on the table, Aldrah puts his hand on the guinea pig's chest and then using his powers begins to freeze the body, to preserve it.

"I think that would keep him intact!"
(Aldrah)