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Post by dante on Oct 17, 2008 22:57:12 GMT -6
"...Excuse me?"
Dante stared down at her young ward in disbelief. Of all the things that were going wrong for her today, this was the icing on the cake. She had managed to avoid a grisly death at the hands of Hohenheim of Light, but now she was going to be stranded in the military base with a homunculus and a chimera!
Sighing, the old woman closed her eyes and rubbed her temples, mulling over her options. The doors closed and the elevator began to move upwards toward Pride's office. After a few moments, the ruins of Old Central could be seen through the elevator window.
"Did Sloth say if she was going to be there?" she finally asked.
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Post by silverviper2134 on Oct 17, 2008 23:02:15 GMT -6
Wrath smiled. "Yeah" he said excitedly, happy he remembered. "Mommy's here. She told me if I needed something to come and see her, but be really careful not to give myself away".
His hostage stared at the city in a mixture of awe and horror. How the hell did an entire city manage to get underground?
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Post by dante on Oct 17, 2008 23:08:34 GMT -6
"In that case, we should be fine," Dante said as she leaned against the back of the elevator, hardly able to stand on her own at this point.
Moving her shawl to the side, she frowned when she saw that her entire right side was covered in dried blood. Most of her body had gone numb from the pain, so she nearly forgot about her wound. She needed to get medical attention as soon as possible.
She fixed her shawl and turned her attention to Martel. "I must apologize for all of this madness," she feinged a smile. "There are quite a few people after my head, as I'm sure you've figured out. Are you feeling any better? And Wrath, move your hand away from her mouth! That must be making her very uncomfortable."
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Post by silverviper2134 on Oct 17, 2008 23:10:39 GMT -6
Wrath jumoed a little. "Yes Master" he said, taking the materials off her mouth.
Martel stared at Dante in disbelief. The woman had abducted her, and had her dragged through who knows where. Now she wanted to know if she was feeling better? What the hell was wrong with his lady?! However, she did look down worriedly at her stomach, a silent answer to Dante's question.
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Post by dante on Oct 17, 2008 23:21:33 GMT -6
Dante frowned as she realized what her hostage was thinking about. "There's no need to worry, dear. I'm sure your child is fine," she assured her with a smile before turning to Wrath. "Be gentle with her."
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Post by silverviper2134 on Oct 17, 2008 23:23:23 GMT -6
"Why?" Wrath asked. This was confusing. Normally, Dante had no problem with them harming people. What made this time different?
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Post by dante on Oct 17, 2008 23:27:00 GMT -6
"Weren't you listening to me? Our dear guest is with child," Dante explained, sounding a little annoyed. "If you're rough with her, she might have a miscarriage. And if she does, you'll be in deep trouble. Am I understood?"
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Post by silverviper2134 on Oct 17, 2008 23:28:59 GMT -6
The child Homunculus grumbled. He didn't like being scolded. "Yes Master". Suddenly he looked around in confusion. "Where is it?" he asked his master.
Martel was relieved when the boy's hold on her released slightly. At least now she could breathe easier. And that was a good thing for sure.
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Post by dante on Oct 18, 2008 14:13:59 GMT -6
Dante could feel herself growing aggravated with him. "Wrath, I'm not in the mood to answer your questions right now. I'm seriously injured, in case you hadn't noticed."
The elevator doors opened then, revealing the dimly lit office of Fuhrer Bradley himself. The old woman stepped outside and looked around. Much to her relief, there were no military personnel hanging around, but Sloth wasn't there, either.
"Just perfect..." she sighed, making her way over to the couch and taking a seat. "It seems we're stuck here until Sloth shows up."
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Post by silverviper2134 on Oct 18, 2008 14:15:05 GMT -6
"Do you want me to find mommy?" Wrath asked. He hoped that if he helped, Dante wouldn't be annoyed with him anymore.
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Post by dante on Oct 18, 2008 14:27:51 GMT -6
Dante shook her head. "No, I can't risk you drawing any attention. Keeping a low profile isn't exactly one of your strong suits, dear."
The door opened a few seconds later and Sloth stepped in, wearing the guise of Juliet Douglas. She was carrying a folder full of papers and a cup of cold coffee. Since Pride was off having a meeting with the other homunculi, the poor woman was up to her neck in work.
Seeing her master and 'son' sitting on the couch, she stared at them in surprise. "Master, what on earth are you doing here?"
"I ran into some difficulties while I was pursuing Gluttony," Dante explained, moving her shawl aside to show Sloth her wound. "Bottom line, I just barely escaped with my life."
Sloth nodded in understanding. "And who is that blond woman Wrath is holding?"
"A chimera from Lab 5 that Greed recruited during his escape. She's pregnant with his child," Dante looked over to Martel.
Sloth blinked, completely unaware that homunculi were able to have children. But since there were more pressing matters to attend to, she shrugged it off for the time being. "We need to get that wound cleaned up. But it's going to be difficult getting you out of here, especially with a hostage...."
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Post by silverviper2134 on Oct 18, 2008 14:30:06 GMT -6
"Mommy!" Wrath said with a smile.
Meanwhile, Martel was staring at the woman. She couldn't believe this lady was working with Dante. After all, she looked so normal compared to the other Homunculi.
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Post by aspiredeathe on Oct 18, 2008 14:43:41 GMT -6
Jean walked towards the Fürher's office, hearing some strange voices he slowed down.
'Perhaps he's in a meeting?' Jean frowned. Any meeting would take place in a conference room and Bradley was never known to have so many people in his office.
Cautiously he stepped forward, hearing some child call out mommy, he suddenly realised it was probably a family visit.
Letting out a sigh of having been so paranoid, he raised his fist and rapped on the door.
He stood to attention waiting for a response.
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Post by dante on Oct 18, 2008 14:55:00 GMT -6
"Hello, sweetheart," Sloth smiled back at him.
Dante frowned slightly, feeling tempted to correct their behavior. Homunculi did not have mothers, and it was dangerous for them to form bonds with each other. But she had a feeling that telling them so would have a negative effect on Wrath's performance. And besides, she had more important things to worry about right now.
Hearing someone knock on the door, she narrowed her eyes and quickly moved her shawl back into place to conceal the wound. "Sloth, take care of it," she commanded her newest minion before turning to Martel. "And you're a smart girl, so I trust you'll keep your mouth shut."
Sloth put her things down on a nearby stand and walked over to the door. Opening it, she frowned at Havoc. "This had better be important, lieutenant."
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Post by silverviper2134 on Oct 18, 2008 14:56:10 GMT -6
Martel rolled her eyes. Like she would speak to anyone in the miltary anyway. Though, it wasn't likely that whoever was knocking wouldn't notice her.
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Post by aspiredeathe on Oct 18, 2008 15:03:25 GMT -6
Jean blinked, not expecting Colonel Douglas to open the door. He quickly corrected his behaviour and saluted.
"Ma'am, i have the results of the interrogation the Führer asked me to do." He stood to attention waiting further orders as his eyes quickly scanned the room behind her.
He make out a few shapes in the dim light, one smaller than the rest, obviously the child he heard.
In the brief second his eyes managed to focus, he noted that there were two women, neither was the wife of Bradley and the kid's hair was too long. He also got the feeling he'd seen them somewhere but couldn't quite place it and didn't risk looking for too long, snapping his eyes back to the female officer in front.
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Post by silverviper2134 on Oct 18, 2008 15:05:40 GMT -6
Martel gagged suddenly, starting to feel nauseous. Hopefully they'd be out of there soon. She really need a bathroom. Or something to settle her stomach. Whichever she got first. Of course, what she really wanted was Greed, but she knew that wouldn't happen.
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Post by dante on Oct 18, 2008 15:12:29 GMT -6
"I'm afraid Fuhrer Bradley is at a meeting right now," Sloth informed him with a glare. This was technically true, as he was having a conference with the other homunculi at one of their secret meeting places. "But I'll be more than happy to relay your findings to him."
Dante sat there silently, hands folded on her lap. She waited impatiently for Sloth to wrap up her conversation with Havoc and sent him on his way.
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Post by aspiredeathe on Oct 18, 2008 15:17:25 GMT -6
Jean nodded and grabbed the file tucked under his arm.
"The interrogation of Rydo Chaplin, the man terrorizing the western villages. He-." Jean cut short, hearing a gagging noise coming from the room.
"Is..everything alright in there?"He looked over her shoulder, trying to see if something was up, adding more to his paranoia.
His hand had automatically reached towards his gun.
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Post by dante on Oct 18, 2008 15:23:31 GMT -6
"Everything's fine!" Sloth snapped at him, losing her cool for a moment. "I'm... entertaining the Fuhrer's mother and his distant relatives until he gets back."
Dante rested her eyes on Sloth, not looking too happy. She was surprised at how incompetent the woman was at handling stressful situations. Then again, she did embody laziness, so stress was probably foreign to her.
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