Where the Wicked go after Death

[stealth_andsecrets]

Purple leans against a wall, inside the back-room of the Caritas. For the last hour or so, she has watched Winston (War) tend carefully to the ailing Lorne. Many of her siblings were around the bar, as one of Lorne's requests was for them to get acquainted with the business (so they could run it once he was gone from this world.).

It was almost too much to bear at times, to watch Lorne get sicker and sicker... and feel so helpless to help him. There were so many times when she was so close to tears... sick to her stomach with the thought of losing him.

Winston came to sit beside her. He smiled softly, looking at his younger sister. "Where is your boyfriend today?"

"You need to speak to him?"

"Yes. I do."

Purple pulled out her PINpoint, sending Niverian a message, asking him to come to the Caritas as soon as he was available.

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[stealth_andsecrets]

((lol Purple and Niverian have a lot of boys. I am fine with that))

If they thought the First Circle of Tartarus was bad, every circle gets worse and worse. Darker and darker. More and more pain and torture and lost souls.

Until the arrive to the last and darkest of all the circles -- the Ninth.

When they do find Lindsay, they will hardly recognize him. He is a shell of his former self. His very soul being drained away from him... stage by stage...

[nonvillainouscipher]

((Yay! For now I'm thinking just the two kids. I see Neriath being the elder brother by a year or two. >.> We should get together and knock heads about the timing of this stuff when we get a chance.))

Cipher Nine freezes for a moment, reaching for Purple's hand and squeezing it as tightly as he can without hurting her, stomach turning, a growl trying to fight its way up his chest and throat as horror and rage war inside him. The pain of the souls they passed on their way here was bad enough... this is almost more than he can bear to witness. "We have to stop this," he breathes quietly, clenching his jaw. "He doesn't deserve it."

[stealth_andsecrets]

"I have to wonder... about everyone else here..." Purple whispers.



((well I could see Neriath being the same age of Dru/Drake. That would make the three biological Kentlings older than him. After all Jonathan and Laura are already born. And Will comes in three years... a little too soon for Purple and Niverian to be having children (in my opinion). And the younger brother the same age as Martha))

[nonvillainouscipher]

Cipher Nine closes his eyes for a moment. "I do too... but... we need to focus on Lindsay for now. I imagine that, with a few exceptions, most of the souls in this circle have earned their place here." He takes a deep breath, blinks open his eyes, and takes a step towards Lindsay, touching a hand gently to the man's shoulder. "Lindsay?"

((That sounds pretty good, actually. And I agree, they should be together for several years before kids come into the picture. I also see them being married at that point, because... well, Niv's going to want to propose after a few years. Maybe around the time Will is born.

I also think the first pregnancy should be a complete surprise to them—Niverian is unaware that Chiss and humans can interbreed, and therefore wouldn't have any reason to think he might get Ana pregnant.))

[stealth_andsecrets]

The man flinches. "Go away! I didn't do anything." He doesn't seem to recognize either of them. Niverian's parents will also feel very uncomfortable in this area... as it pulls at their own souls too.

((that is completely doable, on both cases. Ana wouldn't have any reason she could get pregnant either. I can see her walking in a daze for the first few days, after finding out))

[nonvillainouscipher]

Cipher Nine squeezes Lindsay's shoulder gently, trying to be reassuring. "We're not here to hurt you," he says. "In fact, we want to try to get you out. Do you know why you're here?"

Lorvia and Nalresan have stepped closer to each other, holding hands rather tightly, both looking around furtively. "We shouldn't stay very long," Nalresan tells his son. "Or the same may happen to us as well."

((Awesome. What do you think of the name Netaurest/Keln'etaure'staluoru as Chel's new name? :P))

[stealth_andsecrets]

"Doomed... doomed... not enough. Not enough." Lindsay rambles.

Purple frowns, she doesn't want anything to happen to Niverian's parents. "I don't think he will be able to help us." She feels like crying.

((sounds good. I have to sleep now))

[nonvillainouscipher]

Cipher Nine's stomach clenches, and he puts an arm around Purple's waist and pulls her a little closer to him, so she has a shoulder to cry on. He's not quite ready to give up yet, though... Something in Lindsay's ramblings might be significant. "Just, one more moment," he murmurs to her, before looking up at Lindsay. "What's not enough?" he asks gently.

((Awesome :D You available for TOR this weekend, so we can get Ana to Endgame? :P))

[stealth_andsecrets]

Lindsay grabs him, when he gets close enough, and Niverian can feel a force pulling at his soul. "I need more..."

((I am available Saturday night and Sunday))

[nonvillainouscipher]

((Niverian didn't actually move from where he was standing, but maybe Lindsay could have taken a couple of steps towards him instead?))

It can be hard not to panic in a circumstance like this, and Cipher Nine nearly does, before managing to stamp down on it. Instead, he reaches up and tightly grips Lindsay's wrist, bending it backward at a very uncomfortable angle in an effort to get Lindsay to drop him. "Let go," he says through gritted teeth.

[stealth_andsecrets]

((oops read something wrong))

Lindsay lets go, not even having enough fight for this situation. "There is never enough..."

"I really don't like this place." Purple hisses.

[nonvillainouscipher]

Cipher Nine pulls her a little closer in reassurance, then takes a few steps backwards. "We'll find a way to get you out of here, Lindsay," he tells the other man quietly. Then he turns and starts to head away from him, jaw clenched. "We have to find Darla soon, or there will be nothing left of him," he tells Purple and his parents as they leave.

[stealth_andsecrets]

"Isn't there a way we can get him to a different punishment area, at least until we are able to prove his innocence?"

[nonvillainouscipher]

"Other than proving his innocence, I don't know," he answers. "Maybe, if we could convince Lord Hades to move him back to the first circle until his guilt is proven or disproven..."

[stealth_andsecrets]

"Or at least a less worse circle..."

[nonvillainouscipher]

He nods in agreement. "That still leaves the task of finding the truth. Where do you think we should go from here? We don't have enough proof to really confront Persephone, if she is the one behind this."

[stealth_andsecrets]

"We need to get Lindsay moved first... and perhaps find Darla. I think it is the only way to give him enough hope."

[nonvillainouscipher]

Another nod. "Then that's our next step. We can't finish our investigation unless we get Lindsay's testimony, and he's in no state to give it. Hopefully that will be enough to convince Hades to move him out of the ninth circle..."

[stealth_andsecrets]

"We can only go ask him." The sooner they leave the better. For them... for his parents.

[nonvillainouscipher]

Cipher Nine's been heading out of Tartarus for the whole conversation thus far, wanting to be out of there just as much as Purple and his parents do. He trusts Lorvia and Nalresan to lead the way back out, though, since they led them in.

[stealth_andsecrets]

Lorvia and Nalresan will lead them back to Hades throne, knowing that is where Niverian and Purple want to go.

This time, when they enter the throne room, both Hades and Persephone are sitting on the thrones.

"Oh look, dear... our newest guardian." Persephone doesn't sound pleased to see either of them.

[nonvillainouscipher]

Cipher Nine is just as unhappy to see Persephone. Her unhappy reaction, though, serves to add to his suspicions—speaking to either motive or consciousness of guilt, depending on interpretation. He maintains his distance from her, and for the most part, focuses his attention on her husband, whom he gives a respectful bow of his head. "My Lord. Unfortunately, I am currently unable to finish my investigation. I need to hear Lindsay's testimony, and at this juncture, he is unable to give it. He will likely never be able to give it if he remains in the ninth circle. Therefore, in the interests of uncovering the truth—and thus ensuring order is maintained here in the Underworld—I would like to request that he be moved into a less... spiritually taxing circle of Tartarus until I can take measures that will make him fit to be questioned again."

[stealth_andsecrets]

"This is no surprise..." Persephone speaks first, directing her attention to Hades. "The Cipher believes himself to be better than your judgment and rule, my love."

"We have never had an investigation before... into any placements to the souls in our care."

"It is an unusual situation," Hades agreed.

"He will betray your trust..." Persephone looked away.

[nonvillainouscipher]

Cipher Nine clenches his jaw and bites down on an angry response directed at Persephone. "I am merely interested in due process," he says, as calmly as he can manage. "I do not believe a person should be punished for something he has not done. Such a thing is inefficient, illogical, and serves no-one. And as to my trustworthiness, yes, I suppose you have every reason to believe that's a possibility. I am, after all, a professional liar. But I imagine you must know of a way to ensure that it doesn't happen—a mystical oath or rite that will keep me from breaking my word, perhaps? If so, I am perfectly willing to undergo it."

[stealth_andsecrets]

"Due process?" Her eyes glare at him. "Did you interview the hundreds of souls that are in our care... because they were harmed by Lindsay McDonald in one way or another... before deciding that he was worthy to leave Tartarus?"

"No. You decided he needed to leave for your own selfish reasons."

"My love..." Hades whispered.

"He is selecting to cast me as the guilty party... without due process..." Persephone follows up.

"My love... it was you that recommended that he would be our new Guardian."

"Because I thought he was better than pettiness..."

"My love... what would you suggest?"

"Oh give him the transfer. Give him one month to prove what he intends to prove. If he does... fine, then Lindsay McDonald is granted access to Elysium. If he doesn't... then he is no longer our Guardian... and his family, kin and friends no longer get any special placement in our land."