Fenris Fenrir
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Post by Fenris Fenrir on Oct 13, 2005 15:22:05 GMT
Rutherford knew that he had to be quick; it took a great deal of energy to keep Fenrir at bay and his time was running out. But Fenrir wouldn't let him leave until he had done what Fenrir let out for in the first place and Fenrir would not allow him any more time then that. How Fenrir wanted to break out and just burst into the wing, kill someone of the injuried and sick, but he couldn't do that when Richard was in control. Richard wouldn't let him do any such thing; he still honored certain conventions that applied to medical procedures. But he knew that the students wouldn't trust him because as time passed, Richard started to look less like himself and more like Fenris.
His blond hair and beard were slowly being replaced with Fenrir's black and his eyes began to cloud and darken with those harsh, unforgiving eyes of the lycan. Oh yes; those students would try to resist him "borrowing" certain objects and if they did so, Richard would have to rely more on Fenrir and that would mean that his brief spell of freedom lessened. So the minute that he entered the Wing, he would get his supplies that he needed and get out as fast as possible. For time was of the essence and Sealla did not have much time left if he were to be delayed. Yet now the time drew near; he stopped in front of the large doors of the Hospital Wing.
'Come on Richard; just rip the doors from their hinges; let me out for just a moment. It wouldn't take me long; let me out Rutherford. LET ME OUT!'
Scowling to himself, Richard thought, 'You and I both want the same thing; so just let me do this my way and it will still be accomplished; the young lady will still be saved once I am done here. Let me do this Fenris; this is the first time that I have been freed and I long to do what I can to help the both of us. Please Fenris; let me be for the moment.'
'If she dies before we get back; you will never be able to look out of these eyes again. Savvy?'
And with that Fenris became dormant for the moment, and Richard let out a sigh of relief as he braced himself for opening the doors. With a groan, the doors opened and Richard quickly walked into the room while looking about for what he needed. Yet to his dismay; he only found bottles of strange potions that he couldn't recognize or guess at their healing properties. Didn't they have syringes here? Blood plasma? Anything that Dr. Rutherford could recognize? Well; it seemed that wizards were still the same as ever; relying on their magic rather on less taxing means; means that worked even though they were thought up by muggles. But two years training in his career had taught him that these methods, obsecure and unthought of as they were, did have their uses from time to time.
So the foolhardy wizards didn't even carry anything that he could use? Well; that wasn't good at all. It seemed that he would have to fashion his own equipment with whatever they had here. So Richard Rutherford, naturalist and doctor, headed for the cabinets and began rummaging about for anything that could be used for his needs.
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Ashlle G. Rainier
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Post by Ashlle G. Rainier on Oct 13, 2005 15:37:17 GMT
Ashlle Rainier, Temp head Nurse, was returning from lunch when she heard a rummaging coming from inside the Hospital Wing. What now? she wondered, thinking it was a student who's friends had been injured while she was at lunch. I'm gonna have to get my Lunch delivered from now on. Opening the doors and striding in she stopped dead in her tracks when she saw the back that faced her.
Fenris Fenrir was looking thought her meticulously arranged closet for poisons. She screamed loudly and grabbed her Silver Gun from it's holster. Don't fire till he turns around she warned herself. When he jumps on you Fire the whole thing. That way no one can incriminate you. It was a little known fact that the BFC also fought for Magical Creature and Being rights. If Ashlle violated one, she'd have to answer to the Tribunal.
OOC: Think carefully before you let Fenris reply. Unless it was your intention in the first place to go after me again, Ashlle might still be willing to help you, Mr. Rutherford.
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Post by Fenris Fenrir on Oct 13, 2005 16:10:45 GMT
Richard stopped in his searches as he heard the sound of a gun being removed from some sort of casing, and he stiffly rose to his fullest height and slowly cocked his head to face the nurse that confronted him. It was at that moment that Fenris came from the back of their shared mind and spotted the girl through their shared eyes. The girl that tried to shot him before; the girl that broke his fore paw; the girl that lived. Well; she would live much longer. Grey fur starting sprouting up and down Fenrir's body , yet it halted before it came to it's fullest extent. Rutherford was finally fighting back.
'What are you doing man? Let me out; let me kill this girl! She tried to kill the both of us; she wants us dead! Let me kill the brat and then you can continue with your work! You can still save her after I kill this human. Let me out Richard; let me breath from our body just for awhile, and then I swear that I will let you back until you save her.'
Fenrir was so convincing, Richard almost wanted to give in and let Fenris control their body for awhile. The girl had tried to kill him; the girl didn't even know of Richard Rutherford and with the death of Fenris, he died as well. But no; he couldn't let Fenris out; even though Fenris kept to his word; the temptation of freedom would be too much and Fenris would not let Richard back in. And then the one that they were trying to save would die. But Fenris wouldn't be caged like a dog; he screamed in the depths of Richard's mind and like a stone Richard fell to the floor; his hands over his ears in agony.
No; attacking this girl now wasn't the prime directive but why didn't Fenris see that? Why would he remain calm just for a short amount of time? Screaming with agony, Richard rolled to and fro on the floor; while in his mind, Rutherford and Fenrir made war with each other.
'Richard? Why are you stopping me? We both know that I am the stronger; this is a battle that you cannot nor ever will win. And once I do win, perhaps I will never let you out again. I'll keep you locked in that dark prison that is your own mind and there shall you rot. Think about it; let me out and you are spared that fate; you want freedom as much as I do; you wish to see as much as I do. Let me free and that will be all yours and more.'
'Fenris; I will not let you jeopardize the one life that you care about the most just because some girl is pointing a gun at you. Do you want your love to die? I can let that happen; I could let you take over and then I would never come out again when you needed me. But you need me now; more than ever Fenris; only I can save her. For all your strength and power; you do not have the knowledge to save your love. Now for the final time. Let me be!'
With those thoughts finished, Richard let out one final shriek and fell silent. The silver-grey fur slowly began to retract into his skin and weakly Rutherford rose to look at the nurse with the weapon still in hand. This girl didn't know what he came here for, but for once it did not involve his master, so she was safe from him for the time being. Yet all she had to do was pull the trigger and she would have Fenris to deal with. If she was smart; she would leave Richard be and let him continue with his work.
"Leave me to my work Nurse. You don't know how lucky you are right now. Just leave me be if you value your life."
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Ashlle G. Rainier
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Post by Ashlle G. Rainier on Oct 13, 2005 16:44:16 GMT
As the man before her echoed her scream, Ashlle couldn't help but wonder, did she perhaps have the wrong man? She hadn't pulled the trigger, so his screaming was not from anything she had done. When his fur started to emerge she felt even more confused, but still kept the Lycan in her sights. When it all finally stopped and he warned her off with words, and not claws, instinct told her that even if this was Fenrir, he was using his better judgment, and if that were so that meant someone else was in trouble. Someone, obviously, that Fenris cared about.
Against her Hunter instincts Ashlle lowered her gun. "I'll go - when you tell me what you need. I don't want you messing up my closets, they've been in shambles for far too long. If you tell me what the problem is I can tell you where to find what you need to heal it." Ashlle frowned and then -miraculously- tried as small smile and holstered her weapon. "It's another Lycan right? Hunters have to be Trained in healing arts as well as killing ones. You'd be surprised how close the two really are."
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Post by Carrie on Oct 15, 2005 11:47:40 GMT
"Hey! I didn't mean to leave them in shambles!" Carrie sulked from inside the office where she had been attempting to fill out some paperwork that Kasey normally did. Not an easy task at all.
Though as she saw the man that accompanied Ashlle in the wing, one brow raised. "And I don't believe you are authorised to even be near those cupboards, let alone trifling through them. If you'd kindly sit down over here, then we can help. If you're not hurt and you're just here to cause trouble, then I suggest you leave immediately, Sir."
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Post by Fenris Fenrir on Oct 15, 2005 12:05:27 GMT
"No; I have no need for your help Nurse, nor is it your business to ask why it is that I am procuring supplies in the first place. And yes; it is odd because healing and killing are pretty much the same. Slip out in healing someone and they normally are beyond help. And killing is just outright and simply. Now I don't want to talk with you; I would rather kill you where you stand, so let me be and don't tempt me. Understand?", said Richard to the first nurse as he continued to look for anything that he would recognize in the mass of wizarding supplies. Yet there was nothing. So it looked like he would have to resort to the crudest method possible to save the person in jeporady.
But just as he slammed the cabinet doors in frustration, another nurse came in and she touched a nerve with her words. Slowly, Richard turned around and looked the second nurse dead in the eye for a moment and then began to meander over to her. "Miss; I believe that I have more authorization in the medical field than you ever will. 8 years; that is how long I have been trained in the arts of medicine and biology. So don't you say that you can help me Nurse; I am.....rather was...a doctor. And as for mischief, I had nothing in mind but seeing how you have nothing that I can use in my necessary operation, for that I am frustrated. Also you insult me to my face; for that; I am outraged."
And with that said and done, Richard ran for the nurse that insulted him and wrapped his right hand about her throat. Perhaps he used this move too much, but Richard and Fenris loved feeling one's life ebb away and that is why they continued to use it. Lifting the nurse in the air as he continued to choke her, Richard asked her, "Now Nurse; have you learned your place? Never be insulting when the Doctor is in; he might just terminate you." With that, Richard dropped Carrie to the floor and towered over her; a menacing figure that threatened to burst into something much more terrible any second. If he was provoked; if those nurses didn't learn their lessons fast enough.
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Post by Carrie on Oct 15, 2005 12:22:09 GMT
As he dropped her, Carrie put her hand instinctively to her throat. That had hurt a lot more than she would have liked to admit. "It's easy to see why you lost your job, doctor. A temper is never welcomed in the field of medicine," the brunette nurse managed to reply after the initial feeling of shock had worn out.
"However, Sir. You appear to have forgotten your place in this castle, and trained for eight years or not, I am in charge of this wing while Kasey is away. Not you. Don't forget to send me a postcard."
With the final word, Carrie stuck out her leg and kicked the man's legs from underneath him, sending him tumbling to the floor. At the same time, her wand came out from her labcoat and the spell "Incarcerous!" was cast, leaving silvery strands wrapping themselves tightly around the man's form. Luckily, the wing was otherwise empty that day. As the spell was working, Carrie stood up, grabbed Ashlle's hand, and ran from the hospital wing, the temp. nurse behind her.
"What do you say we leave him to cool off a little while we go and find backup?" she whispered as the exited, Carrie casting the "Colloportus" spell to lock the door behind them. If he did get out of his magical bindings, then at least he would be locked in the wing...
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Post by Fenris Fenrir on Oct 15, 2005 12:38:50 GMT
Those were lies. Lies, all of them! Richard had never lost his job; it had been stolen from him the day that he had been turned. He could never have gone back to humans, even if he wanted to, because Fenrir controlled him and he held Rutherford on a tight leash. And in his current situation, Fenris decided that Richard was no longer needed in this pursuit; it is until they returned to the Forest. Fenris could let Richard in at anytime so all was well; at least for Fenris. With a shriek of agony, Dr. Rutherford was banished once more from the folds of his mind and locked away.
Now Fenrir was the master of their shared body and now those two would pay for this little insult of his person. Roaring aloud, Fenris struggled to break free of his bonds, but to no avail. This weak, human body couldn't break out of such bonds, but that was the great gift that came with having to forms. Closing his eyes, Fenrir concentrated and soon his form began to be molded like clay into his majestic wolven one. Those bonds couldn't hold back Fenris Fenrir; God of the Hunt. Oh no; they weakness only served to anger him and anger was a weapon that Fenris knew how to use well. So once the great wolf was free entirely, he ran for the door and with a great crash, it broke free from it's hinges, lodging small splinters into his body.
But he cared not; for pain was another weapon that Fenris used to increase his own power; the more pain the better.
Yet the Nurses were no where in sight; but that didn't matter when he could smell them. As soon as he picked up their scent, the silver-grey lycan let a low, mournful howl and raced in the direction of their scent. When the day had begun; Fenris was trying to save a life. When the Sun set; he would have taken two.
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Ashlle G. Rainier
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Post by Ashlle G. Rainier on Oct 15, 2005 15:58:59 GMT
A shot rang out in the hall. Once Ashlle had heard the doors crash to the floor she had turned and ran back to the mouth of the hall they had just come down and Shot her silver bullet aiming for the large shoulder she'd been presented with.
"Run and get Kezaa!" She instructed Carrie "He's the only one who cares for me and will help us." Turning back she shot again this time aiming for a back leg. If he keeps running for me I'll have to shot him in the chest, and there is no way we can save him or his friend then.
She turned and ran for some stairs what were opposite her so she'd have the higher ground. Then turned back, and readies herself to shoot again. It's a pity, but he has a more horrible temper than me and worse, I do believe he has two personalities in there. There is no way that Fenris Fenrir was ever a doctor.
OOC: *tisk tisk* should of let me help you . . .
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Post by Fenris Fenrir on Oct 15, 2005 17:01:36 GMT
ooc: Oh no Miss Rainer; it is not me that needs ridiculing. If it wasn't for Carrie provoking me; everything would have gone much smoother. But now it seems that I am shot, so I have to play along. Just a warning to ye; I am nowhere near the grave yet.
bic: Two sharp blasts, puffs of smoke and the sound of screaming was what Fenrir saw and heard before the bullets impacted into his body. They tore through his fur and flesh but hit nothing of importance so Fenrir continued to run in the direction of the shots. What he did not know was what coated those bullets that had lodged into his body. Had they been normal bullets; he would have been fine and he would have shut up with the gunman and finished that person off, but these were no ordinary bullets. These ones were made of silver or so his body told him in the way that it reacted to the shots that burrowed into him.
Whimpering silently so that no one could hear him, Fenrir collasped to the floor of what wing that he was in; panting heavily and his body twitching from small spasm of pain. He was too large a creature for two bullets to make an end of him and it would take a long time for the silver to circulate through his body, but in that time he would be healing through his wolf form; one of the blessing bestowed on the lycans. But now the fire in his eyes died down, and the mighty lord of the Hunt fell into darkness as sleep consumed him and his body began to repair the hurts inflicted on him.
ooc: Sorry for the length><
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Ashlle G. Rainier
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Post by Ashlle G. Rainier on Oct 15, 2005 18:27:17 GMT
OOC: Maybe your right about Carrie, but honestly, I don't want to have you as an enemy. I seem to have too many of those. BIC: Ashlle sighed with relief and sadness. Mr. Fenrir seemed to have a nice side to him. he aught to let it out more often she thought as she slowly and carefully approached his form. She kept her gun trained on him just in case as her handbook told her, but she hoped she wouldn't have to use it again. Gently she nudged him in the ribs with her foot. Getting no response, she nodded and holstered her gun. Then she took out her wand . . . ~ "Mobilicorpus" ~ . . . she said, and quickly moved the Lycan's Sleeping form back down the Hall and back into the Hospital Wing. She placed him on a bed and Left to fetch a certain potion form the cupboards. She soon returned with a Bowl and spoon, a tube of Smelling Gel and a dose of Veritaserum. She put a squeeze of the Gel in the bowl then poured the Veritaserum on it and mashed it together. Then she held the bowl before the sleeping Lycans nose. Her plan was to get Fenris - or rather the other personality - to speak to her in his sleep, tell her the truth about what was going on, then she would get the things he needed from the closet, write some hurried directions, give him a antidote to his sliver allergy and go, leaving the medicine there for him to find. That way she would be able to help whomever was in trouble yet not get her head bitten off in the process. It was a good plan, but would it work?
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Post by Carrie on Oct 16, 2005 22:08:49 GMT
"Ashlle! What are you doing?" Carrie hissed, running up behind her colleuge. Taking the bowl away from under the Lycan's nose, the brunette nurse put it on a side near to where they were, but far enough away to make sure that the aromas wouldn't hit his nose.
Lowering her tone even further to a whisper, she began to give Ashlle some instructions. "Go find either Kezaa or Hikalyn Sarello. I'm sure one of them can do something. Maybe get all students to stay in their common rooms. Then send an owl to the dangerous beast department of the Ministry. I've got a feeling this is far from over."
Looking back to the wolf on the bed, Carrie knew there was only one thing to do. He had to be kept in the Wing and out of harm's way. "Sorry," she whispered, swishing her wand slightly and bringing chains from the air, which wrapped themselves around both the body and the bed, ensuring he couldn't sit up, even if he tried.
Turning back round, she whispered, "Ashlle. Go. Trust me..."
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Ashlle G. Rainier
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Post by Ashlle G. Rainier on Oct 17, 2005 14:56:08 GMT
"Carrie!" Ashlle was very surprised that the older Nurse hadn't fled when she'd asked her to. But figured it was because she was older that she'd refused to listen.
"I am a representative from the people the Ministry goes to in a case like this! I am a Hunter, a assassin Ninth class. Believe me I know what I'm doing. Do you really think a Kid would carry around a Gun that can safely fire silver bullets?" She knew technically she was as kid but she meant other kids, and hopped Carrie would understand.
"This amount of Smelling Gel won't wake him," she explained further "and the Veritaserum will make him tell me who is in trouble. If we don't work quickly he could die! Lycan are highly allergic to Silver." She looked at Carrie sadly, wondering if she were not the only one to have missed taking the Hippocratic oath. "He came to get help for someone or something, please," she implored her "Let me help him."
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Post by Fenris Fenrir on Oct 19, 2005 2:12:05 GMT
ooc: Yeah.. I am not posting until one of the people that Carrie suggested posts first or someone else joins the thread. Just had to get that off my chest..
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Post by Kage on Oct 19, 2005 11:37:28 GMT
A silhouette appeared in the window above Fenrir's bed, shapeless against the cloudy sky. It reached out a hand, indeed if it was a hand, and swept it down the seam where the two windows joined together. The click of locks unlatching seemed surprisingly loud in the quiet room. With a quiet creak!, the windows swung open, admitting the prowler into the room.
Kage hopped softly to the floor next to Fenris' bed, but he was obviously not the safe man. He no longer looked like the listless 'heroin addict' (not that he was addicted, mind you) he used to be. His shaggy black hair was now neatly trimmed, and his appearance was once again in good repair. He looked silently at Ashille for a few seconds before speaking, "My apoligies, but I cannot allow you to hold Mr. Fenrir any longer." He said in a mildly clipped tone.
He passed one hand over Fenrir's face, muttering some words incomprehensibly beneath his breath. His dual heritage of Shade and Lycan left him with rather interesting magical prowess, which Kage was normally unable to utilize unless he was perfectly focused, like he was now.
Lets go Fenris, you need to wake up now. He sent into the unconscious Lycan's mind.
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