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3 yrs ago
Current Just to inform all my partners I will be taking a short break whilst I move home. Responses and replies will return once I am settled.
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4 yrs ago
How do you write like you're running out of time? Write day and night like you're running out of time? (This darn song is stuck in my head T.T)
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4 yrs ago
Welp, now to wait for the next patch of FFXIV ;A;
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5 yrs ago
Expect delays with replies as FFXIV Shadowbringers has come out <3
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April 22nd
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Awh man, I hope they manage to reconcile.. Especially before his death!

Iris is so confused, she doesn't know if she is coming or going or what is truly going on xD

Also I keep waking up at 4am, idk why
Iris could barely register what was going on, some many voices surrounded her, and she didn’t know what was real or if this was some sort of mind trick. The effort of sitting upright had gotten to her, before she could say anything of warn anyone her body slumped back down in a heap. Trembling from a mixture of fear, cold and shock from what she had gone through. It was better that way, Iris let the darkness take over in hopes the pain would stop. To her the antidote had to be a lie, she didn’t believe for one second, she’d been given it before she fell back down to the floor.

“Guys, I don’t really think you should be arguing right now.” The Soldier grimaced as he looked between Matthew and Jacob, sure Matthew had claimed she was alright but they clearly had different opinions on what that meant. There was nothing wrong with that, but right now the girl needed some sort of help that the medical team should be able to offer over here with members only being basic first aid trained.

“Trust me when I say I don’t think his Majesty the King approves of this.” Matthew countered back frowning, even though he had disobeyed an order from someone higher up he felt he had good reason too. “Shall I contact him right away about this situation? Have him clear it up?” Shaking his head, he threw his hands up in the air sighing, “This will be your funeral, he won’t be happy over this and you know that to be true. There is no way his majesty would have signed off wasting resource to a death row patient.”

“Does it really matter right now?” The Soldier shook his head checking the time, “They are probably approaching by now. I think it’s time you let her go Matt.” Looking over at the interrogator who had taken a step back to allow Jacob access knowing that this wouldn’t be reported. It couldn’t not without alerting an opinion that would back him up on what he truly felt.

“Fine, whatever. Let’s not forget this girl kidnapped the Prince in the first place, was here to kill him and somehow broke him out of the rebel clutches on multiple occasions? I think not.” Matthew didn’t buy it for a second, but then he was still salty over Regis’ interrogation and how he continued to lie though the effects of the drug. Whatever I guess It’s your responsibility. Anything she does is on your hands Jacob so don’t forget that.” Stating his last comment before he walked off in a clear mood.

Iris was still breathing; nothing had changed there. The ghostly pale skin of hers had begun to heat up again showing that there was an imbalance in her body. Drifting in and out of consciousness once more she could have sworn, she heard raised voices, but then in the brief periods of darkness she thought she heard her fathers voice. It was a strange sensation overall and she wished she could just say to someone she was fine, to leave her alone because she didn’t need anything. Let me just die than keep me here like some animal…
True! Though I can't imagine forgiveness being easy after that big blow out!

Awh I know! It's so cute of Jacob though, to do that for Caspain. I'm sure if the King found out he'd probably be punished for it.
“Sir, I was just following orders. I assumed this would help seeing as we weren’t permitted to take her to the hospital.” The Soldier grimaced as he stepped away, he had only tried to help somewhat, seeing as he wasn’t allowed to call an ambulance without clearance on a prisoner. Matthew wouldn’t allow it and he was higher up than him. “It was better than nothing, her breathing has improved. Look.” It was not amazing of course, it still looked like she was struggling, but she was far more responsive now than she had been minutes ago with more oxygen being taken in. “I was told to wake her up. I was just following orders. I haven’t been here long…” It was clear the Soldier was flustered over the situation but had at least tried to help rather than let things get worse.

Incoherent raspy words fell from her lips, heavy coughs followed as she began to splutter liquid falling from her lips to the floor as she gasped for breath. Iris was highly disorientated already, barely registering where was as her eyes fluttered open slightly before closing again. More coughs followed and the last of the fluid that had blocked her airway was brought up and it was clear that the seizure she had suffered from had brought vomit with it. Though still there was nothing left for her to bring up what little water was left, accompanied with spots of blood from her stomach lining.

The Soldier sighed with relief, of course no one wanted to see that, but he knew he had done the right thing. The position had aided in clearing her airway, though he was used to seeing some of the interrogation techniques on the few rebels that had passed the walls in the past week he hadn’t seen a reaction like this. Most prisons had just cried, fallen silent, some had vomited due to the overwhelming stress, thankfully he wasn’t squeamish with what he had seen lately.

Flitting in and out of consciousness Iris could still the pain of the drug, she didn’t know if they had given her the antidote because she couldn’t remember much of what had happened. As she tried to focus herself everything was spinning and as she opened her eyes trying to understand where she was it sent a panic through her. The room was dark, and she didn’t think it was night-time, but then who knew? Everything was strange to her and the exhaustion she felt kept calling out to her. Luring her back to the darkness where everything was okay and it felt like a warm embrace, death wouldn’t be so bad right?

Shifting her weight, she tried to force herself to sit up, her head swimming and she had such a dry mouth that everything felt ten times harder than it should be. Pale arms trembled at her own weight of pushing herself up and the movement caused her to whimper, feeling the pain as if that stupid drug was still in her system. “…K-ill… M...” Trying to speak she couldn’t find her voice, from the previous neck injury and the cries, the screams of begging them to stop had only worsened it. It took her all this time to realise that people where there, partially because of the darkness and the other because she was clearly dazed, a distant look in her eye.

“She looks fine now Jacob; I don’t see the need for her to be transferred out of here.” A calm voice had come from the door, Matthew standing there with his arms folded. Matthew had seen Jacob enter via the cameras so decided it was best to see if he actually was going to take her to the hospital.
Oh wow, oh wowie that did not go well! Poor Cas, but damn Atlas for wanting him to see a Psychiatrist though.

Cas isn't catching a break either bless him.

Matthew felt himself grind his teeth as Jacob barked the orders, to him it was ridiculous sending the girl to the hospital. No, he wouldn’t bow do to it, she was a member of the Scourge. The daughter of the leader of the rebellion and they wanted to waste their resources on keeping her alive? Just so they could kill her later. To him it made no sense, even as Jacob claimed the order came above him, Matthew was certain if he had gone to the King on this matter he would say to leave her to die, he was certain this kind of order didn’t come from him because there was no more useful information to gain from her.

Clenching his fists now he scoffed as he headed to the isolation room the guard had placed her in, he would watch because she could wake up. The girls condition could improve before he even arrived meaning they could keep her in the cells and not the hospital, plus they shouldn’t be sending in guards to keep an eye on a prisoner in the hospital of all places. Plus, it was easier to escape, they had already seen how easily she had slipped through their clutches, here and out in the districts and he found it only angered him further. “Stupid, idiot.”

After watching the girl’s body slumped on the floor not showing signs of waking he turned on his heel, slamming the door shut behind him he waved down one of the soldiers to continue the tedious task instead, “Oi, try to wake up that silly girl. Throw water on her if you have to, I don’t care. Have her awake and looking somewhat fine so we don’t have to send her to that god damn hospital.”

“Sir, but orders. We should take her now?”

“I don’t care about those orders; these are ones higher up than those. Trust me on this. His majesty the King would not want her wasting our resources when he plans to kill her anyway. You don’t think he’d allow the daughter of rebellion leader to live? Well? DO YOU?”

“N-No sir.” The Soldier stood to attention before scurrying off, there had been a few occasions to when he had seen Matthew act like this. For someone who could calmly question anyone for hours he had a lot of pent up anger inside, the Soldier didn’t really want to be on the receiving end of that. Especially when he was relatively new to this job, promoted as they needed more guards in the prison to cope with the influx of rebellion members in the cells.

Grumbling away to himself as he moved to one of the recreation rooms in the prison where he could start to write up his report, a part of him was tempted to contact the King directly but he knew that would not go down well. Shaking his head, he began to scribble down the events of the interrogation whilst occasionally looking at one of the monitors in the break room which showed all prisoners in all the rooms. Letting out a hefty sigh he could see the soldier walk inside the girls room and he could only hope he would be able to wake her, he was probably in a little bit of trouble with Jacob for disobeying his original order but he knew King Atlas would back his corner on the matter if it went anywhere.

Coughing to himself the Soldier had grabbed a plastic bottle of water, not even daring to bring in a glass after what he had heard happened earlier in the day. Entering the room, he looked around still a bit cautious in case she would spring up and attack him, it was stupid really because she had just stayed put on the floor the whole time. “Hey… erm. Wake up!” Calling out as if the noise would startle her. Frowning as nothing happened, he kneeled down and began to shake her body gentle, trying to jostle her awake which did earn a whimper meaning she was still somewhat responsive. Hopeful he could potentially wake her up he splashed her face with water. “Hey. WAKE UP.” Shaking a little harder as the dead weight in his hands began to move ever so slightly, the breathing was still slow like she was having trouble.

Frowning he had remembered on first aid how sometimes when traumatic things happen fluid could block the airwaves, had she been put in the recovery position? Training had told him how if they were still breathing, even if slow to put them in the recovery position because it would help drain any fluid blocking the airways. Nodding to himself he placed her in the recovery position on the floor rubbing the back and gave it a few minutes because he would try to wake her again.
Matthew had already ordered a few of the soldiers around as they scrambled to sort things, his mind racing on how he might have just gone too far this time. The antidote was rushed in by another person dressed in a lab coat and he wasted no time in injecting the substance into the girl, but it gave no reaction at first and she was still on the ground unconscious. “Shitting hell, this has never happened before. How was I to know?” Grumbling to himself as he kept an eye on her, eyes watching the slow rise and fall of her chest as he made sure she was still breathing.

Tuning into the earpiece once more as Jacob had returned to the live line he sighed heavily as he began to talk, “I don’t know if she’s epileptic? We don’t exactly keep medical records of our prisoners now do we?” Glancing up as the soldiers moved inside ready to move her back to the cell, pausing as a thought crossed his mind, “Why not move her to isolation, they are monitored heavily so they can keep an eye if anything changes.” He held up his hands not letting the soldiers move her just yet, he wanted to be sure he wouldn’t cause more damage before having her moved. “Wait hang on, she has a death sentence!? What does it matter if she doesn’t get better? Why would we waste our resources air lifting her to the hospital for treatment if she is to be killed anyway?”

To him it didn’t make sense as to why Jacob was interested in keeping her alive, they had gathered all the information needed anyway. “The antidote has been administered, no changes yet.” Tutting to himself as he looked between the soldiers to the girl in a heap on the floor, no movement had happened and he sighed touching her forehead feeling it was quite warm but that could be due to how the body reacted to the drug. “I’ll just put her in isolation, they can monitor her there. I don’t see the need to have her brought into the hospital.”

Nodding to the soldiers who moved into the cell further picking up the dead weight body in their arms and moving her to a different room where they could monitor her in isolation. The soldiers weren’t too careful as the hauled her off, no response and no sign of life stirring from the move.

“The interrogation went well overall though.” Matthew sighed as he sat himself back on the chair watching as the soldiers left carting off the girl. “Apparently, she was sent here originally to assassinate the Prince, admitted it was a suicide mission essentially. It was just sheer dumb luck the Prince had found her, and she had lost her memories.” Relaying the information to Jacob over the comms, he began to explain the information they had found from the talks, he left out the gory details of how she had been under the Aproveset knowing that he didn’t need to know. All he needed to know was what information had been gained.

“Apparently north of Tonseng may be a place that the rebels might hide, that’s one of the newest pieces of information relevant to the rebels. Apparently, she doesn’t remember much else, still claims amnesia so I think that was the truth. I think we’ve exhausted all pieces of information from her, unless you want us to try again when she comes round in case you think she is hiding anything further.” Matthew spoke calmly over the comms, they would push more when she was ready, but he doubted there was much more information to give until all of her memories had returned.

“Sir, we’ve placed her in an isolation room. The girl is warm, still breathing but it’s faint. She was like dead weight in our arms, I doubt she will come round soon…” If at all the soldier wanted to add, but he didn’t mention it. The soldier had only joined into the waves of communications to inform them they had transported her to the isolation room.
Omg no worries! I'm working on a response now! Poor Cas bless him, the reunion couldn't just be happy haha.
Ohhh very nice!

It's so good! Bless Cas already trying to get her out of there even though he's just come round from his op.

Matthew hadn’t expected the response had had from her, but it came out her mouth so naturally he doubted it was a lie. It made sense; the girl had fallen in love with the Prince. Helped him home, maybe that had been a part of the Princes plan to escape? He wouldn’t know until the Prince was awake and well enough to share his story, so he continued on with his interrogation, after all he felt that he had barely scratched the surface with his questions. Now with the drug in full effect it would be easy for the information to flow out, he could see the pain the girl was in but that was standard especially with those who went under the aproveset. Matthew didn’t feel guilty for this, his first few interrogations he had felt guilty once, but then it turned out the prisoners were deadly killers and he soon began to harden up. You could never underestimate someone.

“Why were you in the Capital in the first place? Resources tell me how his majesty had been kind enough to extend his home to you. Explain to me that night.” Matthew didn’t dwell on her love confession, he kept pushing further knowing that time was still key to this interrogation. As much as he said it could be in there system for a while until they got answers there was only so much the body would go through before falling into shock and shutting down, some prisoners had barely last half an hour and it could depend on their will, health and just how prepared they were to fight back.

Iris hadn't stopped crying, the pain was becoming so unbearable, she wanted it all to end. Iris wished for death to embrace her and just take every bit of pain away. Sure, she loved Cas, but there was no chance they’d ever be together. Father, now dead, both parents gone and of course she was old enough to look after herself, but there wasn’t much point with no family around no matter how dysfunctional it was. There was Maisie though, her best friend who she knew would support her, but the worry of Ethan coming back to haunt her for her betrayal sent another wave of nausea through her.

“M-Make it stop… please.” Gasping as she found it difficult to catch her breath Iris couldn’t take it, she wished for her death or for this to stop. Though she knew until she spilled every last bit of information left on the rebels the pain wouldn’t go away. “I was in the Capital to assassinate the Prince originally. I was sent by the rebels, but… I got injured, stepped in a bear trap before smashing my head against that rock. That’s when I lost my memories.”

“So, you were there to kill the Prince, but now you’ve saved him. Amnesia… well I can see the leg wound from the bear trap exists.” Matthew made a few more notes glancing at her legs which he could see the scabs and tissue scarring over from what he now believed to be a bear trap wound. Watching the girl he could see a pale shade on her and her body still shook, making a note to himself knowing that there probably wasn’t much time left. It had surprised him how long it had taken for her to beg them to make it stop, some people begged within the first few minutes and she had gone through quite a bit of time before cracking.

“Just a few more questions. I think you’re up for it.” Matthew continued on, he began to ask about all the finer details, about everything he could ignoring her tears, her cries for help as the pain continued on. Matthew kept pushing through the questions and after he had a full understanding of her events in the Capital from the moment, she entered the forest to then helping Caspain escape he paused for a few minutes letting the information sink in. The girl had explained how she was there to kill him in the Capital and even mentioned it was a suicidal task, which he had to agree on there was no way she’d get close to the Prince it was just sheer dumb luck he had found her in the forest. The amnesia to him was interesting, but it made sense why no attempts had been made in her time there. That was when the rebels had broken into the Capital to find her, Ethan was mentioned and his buddy Thomas who had played a part in his abduction.

Matthew felt like he had covered a lot of ground, there was a full recount of the story from her point of view which he felt the crown would be interested in. Especially as she had been so close to them in the palace and the rebels had made it there somehow, there had to be some blind spots with the cameras, some security that lacked. Moving onto his last subject he began to press about the rebels, about possible locations and where they could be. Feeling the excitement build up as he was so close to a perfect interrogation gathering every bit of information he could.

“Tell me Iris, about the locations used. About any last remaining member that could pose a threat.” Matthew had listed off locations they already knew about and members that had been named in hopes she could give them knew leads.

“I don’t know. Please… just make it stop. I don’t know anymore, maybe I did but I don’t remember it. Maybe they've gone outside of Tongsen, there's something hidden north there.... I think. I-I don't... know...” Iris couldn’t help but cry as she begged for it to stop, the pain was far too much to deal with. “JUST KILL ME, I’ve told you everything. Please…” The tremors hadn’t stopped and neither had the tears as she begged him to make it stop. Breathing was difficult, moving was even worse and she just wished it would go away.

“PLEASE…”

At her last pleading words her body began to shut down, the shock taking over after the ordeal. Feeling her eyelids flutter her body fell from the chair and went crashing down on the floor as she began to have a seizure, her body was crashing after the pain became too much for it to deal. The brain unable to comprehend any more as she thrashed about on the floor uncontrollably for a few minutes before her body went still, her head dropping to the side.

“Shit.” Matthew cursed as he jumped from his seat and rushed over to her, it wasn’t uncommon for someone to crash and fall unconscious, but this was the first instance of someone suffering a seizure. Sighing he had pushed too hard, he knew it, but he had just been so excited to get all the information needed. Leaning down he check to see if she was still breathing and relief washed over as she was just about alive.

“Sir, interrogation concluded, I will relay the information extracted but right now I need the antidote. Prisoner has reacted badly; they had suffered a seizure. I can confirm prisoner still breathing and alive for the moment, but it's weak what do you want me to do?”
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