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 Posted: Thu Oct 27, 2011 3:38 pm
Locke was left alone with Drake, and knew that what he had to say would not be good. He took a deep breath and blew it out. "It's just... I got a lot on my mind. About the past, about what's going on now, and what our future may have in store for us. But mostly... I just want to know what happened to get me where I am today!" He plopped down onto a bench, and lowered his head into his hands. I just wish I knew how to handle this situation already..."
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Posted: Thu Oct 27, 2011 3:58 pm
Drake looked to him, letting him vent what he needed to. When he rested his head down he sighed and shrugged leaning back in the chair. "Well that is a lot. Maybe this will help, does it really matter how you got here? I mean think of it this way, you have friends, you're still alive, and for the most part, Gaurin aside, you're relatively safe. Seems like things have been going up. Since I've met you, you've found love, you've grown both mentally and stronger, and you seemed more like you had been left alone most your life, where as now, you have us." He looked to him a moment before moving to stock some more. "But in the end it may only just be my opinion. At least you don't have to worry about inheriting a kingdom and underground empire?"
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Posted: Thu Oct 27, 2011 5:52 pm
Locke laughed, and threw his head back, listening to Drake. "Wow, Drake. I never exactly thought of it like that. Now that you mention it, I have been pretty well off, huh? Even became friends with a prince, eh?" He winked at Drake. "Well, you may not say much, Drake, but you do know what to say when needed. Come on. Let me help you get ready for Andrea." He stood, and went to their supplies, organizing what they needed.
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Posted: Thu Oct 27, 2011 7:01 pm
Drake nodded with a smile seeing the pep talk work. He mused in small thoughts of when he could take the throne and knew well it wouldn't be the same without the rag-tag group. He nodded and started sorting with Locke hoping he and Jack could get started after dinner. "It will be nice once Andrea has her mind under her own full control again. Less we have to worry, and I want to see what the real Andre is like."
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Posted: Mon Oct 31, 2011 11:20 am
Locke nodded. "Yeah. I'm hoping that what Demona and I attempt to do tonight will help her. I owe it to her. More than anything. She's the one link I have left to my childhood, and I want to help to repay that debt somehow. As Alchemists say, equivalent exchange." He picked up some more packages and the like, and sorted them. "So. How about after we get done here, we take a look around the island? Just until dinner is ready? Something might spark Andy's memory and mind as well."
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Posted: Mon Oct 31, 2011 11:39 am
He looked to him a bit with a sigh at the thought of Andra and her memory. "Locke, even if she does remember, it won't be fully herself. She has chemical and mental conditioning. Its not something we can easily fix. I wiah we knew a combination that could comabt all they did to break her free, but until then we have to watch out. She could possibly hurt us, or herself with the flight responce she has in that head of hers."
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Posted: Fri Nov 11, 2011 6:51 pm
"And if that happens, we'll deal with it. I can't just leave her like this; a shadow of her true self. Could you?" Locke continued to move things, organizing and filtering what was important, and what could be used for later. "I don't mean to be so obstinate, Drake, but she's one of us. What do you suggest we do? Euthanize her? Not while I live. Not while I still breathe, will I let anyone hurt her again. I owe her that much. At least." Locke felt an anger within him grow, but quickly subsided it. He wondered why he felt so strongly about this, but he knew in the back of his mind. He was still in love with Andrea.
Guarin watched everything from a high tree in the nearby foliage. He could see the Shadow Mystic and his arch-enemy having a heated discussion. Whether r not it would cause any trouble, he didn't know. He frankly didn't care. For the moment, he was stuck with these fools, and he knew his only chance of returning to the mainland was to wait this insanity out, so he could get back to his plots and to his creation, Madcoil. "Go ahead, you pawns. Tear each other apart. I care not." He closed his eyes, and fell asleep.
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Posted: Fri Nov 11, 2011 6:59 pm
He listened nodding with a sigh but would let Locke continue. "I'm not suggesting anything of the sort Locke. I just don't think Alchemy alone isn't a wise idea to get her back. And I would never think of Euthanizing her. I'm merely thinking that we need to figure out how to strip the conditioning layer by layer. Maybe then we can see the real Andrea, whoever she may be. I just hope to one day meet her." He continued soon seeing Demona returning with the others. He would nod and smile a bit to Sam. "So, Sam, Jack, How do you want your things? Or rather where?" He wanted to almost start right away with fixing their friend but figured they wouldn't start till morning.
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Posted: Fri Nov 11, 2011 7:34 pm
Sam nodded to Drake as she held onto Jack's arm. "Thanks, Drake. We'll help you. Besides. I want to do some decorating in the house me and Jack have. Is that alright, Jack?" She looked to him with a look a puppy has in its eyes for its master.
Jack laughed at Sam, and kissed her forehead. "Something tells me I couldn't stop you even if I wanted to, so I have no problem with it." He looked at all the gear, and began to help them all move things, leaving some of the cooking supplies and foods, so that he could prepare a bite to eat. He knew they could all use a decent meal.
Locke felt that he should now keep his mouth shut. He was stubborn, and knew that Drake had a good point, but he would not show it. He had to live most of his life knowing he was right about everything, and that anyone knew better than him was always wrong. He flexed his mechanical arm, hoping to rid himself of the stress and hotheadedness he was feeling, then went back to work.
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Posted: Fri Nov 11, 2011 7:47 pm
He looked to Locke then the others a moment before going to help with the organization. He looked about the the home knowing Andrea was there and had been a long time span since he thought anyone had checked on her. "So, who wants to check on Andrea? It's been a while since we came back, not sure she's still sleeping, though haven't seen her leave the house, course with her, that wouldn't matter."
"I'm right here Drake." She said coming from behind the group. She didn't want to let on how long or short she had been there. She looked about the others before starting to help them move things or attempt it.
Demona watched the group helping and staying away as she listened. She turned seeing Andrea as they spoke but had no idea she was even there. "Guys?" She started but stopped as Andrea spoke up.
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Posted: Fri Nov 11, 2011 8:25 pm
Locke was about to go check up on her, when he heard her from behind them all, and nearly dropped his load he was carrying. "Andrea. Hey. So... how are you feeling?" He thought if he could get her to talk, to open up, he might have a better idea of where her state of mind is, and then see what he would need to do to fix it. He knew though, that the chemical poisoning and the mental conditioning needed to be addressed first before he could help to restore her memories and her personality.
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Posted: Fri Nov 11, 2011 8:33 pm
Andrea looked to them almost feeling annoyed but let it go taking one of the boxes as she shrugged. "I'm okay." She said simply. She looked about where to put the box she had just picked up before putting it down realizing she had no idea where it was to go.
She looked to everyone seeing how awkward the silences were. "Well, Jack, what's possibly for dinner? Or is a fend for yourself kind of night?" She went to Andrea placing a hand on her shoulder and offering her to sit down while they worked.
Drake watched the scene playing out seeing Andrea shrug off the questions and shy from Demona's attempt. He wasn't sure what they could do outside of a miracle to bring the true Andrea out. He simply hoped she had something of her to show. He watched as she went to sit seeing an odd expression but would let it go for now.
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Posted: Fri Nov 11, 2011 8:47 pm
Jack stood proudly, holding his cooking utensils and such in his arms. "Tonight, I'm going to make something my mother use to make when I was little. It's called Macaroni and cheese, and we'll cook some nice pork to go with it. How does that sound?" Jack almost began drooling at the idea of thew cheesy pasta dish. He came out of his daydream, moving more stuff around to get at their personal belongings.
"Sounds good. I think you made that once when we traveled together before, right?" He thought about the many dishes Jack has cooked, and felt this would be just as good, if not better, than his previous meals. He watched as Demona helped Andrea to sit, wondering about his situation. The only two women he ever loved, right in front of him. He felt that if he chose either one, that he would lose the other.
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Posted: Fri Nov 11, 2011 9:09 pm
The days would go on following Jack's amazing meal. He kept watch over Andrea trying one thing after another to try and help reverse what had been done to her. Sometimes she seemed fine and almost to some semblance of what she was truly like, but then it was clear they had no clue to who she really was inside. Some of the things they tried, both normal medicines, potions and even going as far as to ask Locke to try some alchemy had mixed results. Times she would simply throw up or be sick, others sent her moods that were near dangerous for everyone. He sighed looking over herb listings and other things trying to figure out with what he knew of what had been done to her, would work on her. He looked to Jack looking at a newer potion to try seeing it look more like liquid coal and felt bad for a moment before remembering the scar she had given his arm a day or so before. "What round is this again? I think I'm loosing track."
Demona simply watched over the weeks on and off exploring the island and letting the others be in trying to fix their friend. She helped now and there when something adverse would happen though thought she was seeing improvement. The more recent of treatments seemed to half calmer effect. At one point she was even able to have a decent length of a conversation.
Andrea let them do as they wanted. She wasn't sure what it was but was told it was to try and help her feel better. She was sure some of it was just the opposite. She didn't like it but knew it made them happy. She figured they had suffered enough putting up with her to simply go along with it. She was thankful Gaurin wasn't around or bothering anyone. Though was sure he hated it here.
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Posted: Sat Nov 12, 2011 5:59 pm
Locke threw a few vials and such on the floor, frustrated at their failure. "What am I missing!?" He sat down, and held his head, trying to think hard about what could be done, but was just about out of ideas. "It doesn't make any sense! It's like something is purposefully getting in the way!" He cursed loudly.
"Locke, you twit! I would have thought the answer would have been simple by now!" Guarin floated down from the sky, irritated at the lengthy stay that he was forced to spend there. "Normally, I would never help you and your pathetic troupe, but I am tired of being here! Here!" He tossed something to Locke, and watched him catch it. He looked as he saw Locke catch it, then dropped it quickly.
"Are you trying to kill me again, you b*****d!?" Locke stood in a fighter's stance, ready to strike.
"Oh, don't be a baby, Locke. It's not booby-trapped this time." He picked the crimson stone back up, and handed it to him again. "Take it. Use it, and get us the hell out of here! This Philosopher's Stone is a lot more powerful than the one I 'gave' to you, before. It should be enough to amplify your powers, and the powers of your little 'pet' over there as well. So do us all a favor, and save her! That way, I can get out of this ridiculous place, and g3et back to our feud, eh?"
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