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[Lafayra Rue]

'What a dangerous person to give that power to.' Raissa's softer side spoke in her mind. She nodded slightly in agreement to the thought. Krausus was not just physically impressive but mentally as well and that was before the operation. Allowing him to tap into the power of the unexplored was...well it was intimidating.

 

"Who else in this world is human born?" She knew there would be a pause in his response so she pulled out the second cigarette she had taken, lighting it in the fire. As she exhaled her first drag she looked at her father again. "The soup is going to burn."

[Thugren]

he fiddles with the scalding soup.

 

"jacob cain....Caliphas cains oldest son.....Main focus of the phoenix prohject."

[Lafayra Rue]

With a sigh she stood, swatting her fathers hand away from the pot. Holding the cigarette with her lips, Raissa stripped off one of her coats and wrapped the sleeve around her hand, holding the rest away from the flames. She grabbed the handle of the pot and pulled it out of the fire, setting it carefully on the ground just outside the ring.

 

"Ingredients." She gestured at her father to hand over what he had. 'I had guessed this would lead back to Cain.'

 

"How similar is the Phoenix Project to the work you did on Cyrus?"

[Thugren]

he puts the ingredients into the pot slowly and he looks at you with a twinge of fear.

 

"exactly to the t....However.......Kraususes death was implemented as a way to control him. Jacobs death was...Collateral damage and convienent....However, jacob deals with the fact that he shares his mind with his brother, whio was also killed."

[Lafayra Rue]

Raissa restrained herself from swatting his hand away again but as he put the last piece into the pots she shooed his hands away from the soup. "So Krausus shares his head with the boy, just as this Jacob shares his head with his late brother. Why was Krausus chosen?" She took a long drag from the cigarette, ashing into the fire. Picking up the wooden spoon she stirred the soup, mixing the ingredients. Digging out a thicker branch from the kindling she gathered she used it to arrange some coals into a nice pile and using her wrapped hand she snugged the pot into the coals to cook a little longer.

[Thugren]

Honestly....Becasue he had nothing to lose."

 

your father said simply, pulling out a sweet.

 

"he had nothing to lose, and looked for nothing to gain...He was completely willing to die at all times."

[Lafayra Rue]

"Ah, yes. I've watched him fight. Had to to make that suit for him. I've said it before and I'll say it again. He's a dangerous man." Raissa glanced at the sweet several times before swiping it from her father's hand and placing it by his bag. "Don't spoil your supper. I know you have plenty so wait till after you've had soup."

 

She fished bowls, spoons, and a ladle from his back and filled up each bowl after giving the soup a good stir. She passed one over to her father and set the other between her feet to cool. Raissa looked down at her companion, who had taken up the spot just under her jacket. "What do you eat? I suppose they did not feed you very well in the undermarket."

[Thugren]

He smiles."

 

Dear i was fed very well...Often more than i could eat."

 

He fiddles wit hhis spoon and sighs.

 

"Sometimes i wiash i never went to college in berlin."

[Lafayra Rue]

"Eat." Her tone was flat as she watched her father play with his food. She herself took several bites before she spoke again.


"I would have attended college at one point I suppose, but I'll humour you. Why shouldn't you have gone to college in Berlin?"

[Thugren]

I prompted my scientific mind.... A student died and I helped hide it..."

He eats slowly.

" I would've been proud dear... So proud."

[Lafayra Rue]

Raissa rapidly finished her soup and dished herself more. "You've said that to me before, a long time ago. I notice however that this conversation has hit a lull." She went quiet, shoveling soup into her mouth. Finishing off her second bowl she calmly set it down on the ground. She stood, walked a ways from the fire and threw up.

 

Walking back she smiled at her father. "Forgive me, I haven't had a home cooked meal in a long time. I tend to avoid cooking so I'd forgotten how good they taste." She pulled a vial from the bandolier on her hip, loaded it into a needle, and injected it. She sat back down. "I usually can't stomach solid food most of the time." Raissa restocked the fire and moved the soup around so it wouldn't burn. "The Bloodborn are taking an awfully long time."

[Thugren]

That's because they are dead."

A smoothe voice like silk whispered.

Behind your father the assassin from the surgery room stands, her hands behind her.

" those bloodborn planned to kill you and the old man.... I can't have that ."

[Lafayra Rue]

"Gunter's watchdog. I really hope they didn't trash the equipment we just bought." Raissa started searching her hidden and spare pockets for vials her father may have missed.

[Thugren]

the woman smiles and the very gesture seems to make your skin crawl. She comes over to you and smiles poking your forehead.

 

"Listen here Girl.."

 

she cups your cheeks and kisses you fully on the lips.

 

"Youre pretty so i need you to pay attention......" She slips a vial into your bra and smiles.

 

"Guard that....with your life if need be.... Im going to take you someplace safe...Weve much to discuss."

[Lafayra Rue]

Raissa goes rigid, goosebumps appearing in a wave across her skin. Her fist was halfway up before she managed to stop herself. Smacking her hands away with a grimace she growled low in her throat.


"Don't touch me..." She pulled the vial from her bra. "I doubt those numb skulls could have gotten what we need already, so what is this. I want knowledge before I promise you anything."

[Thugren]

" that."

She says with a smile.

" is what's going to win us this war... And guarentee our survival ... Its a substance called eves spit ... It's what makes ghouls sentient."

[Lafayra Rue]

She stared at the fluid. "Eve's spit..."


Her inner self was surprised into contemplation. 'You didn't hit her....why did you stop?' Raissa growled internally, ignoring the thought.


"You explain to me...darling....how this will win the war."

[Thugren]

She cups your cheek, almost as of to kiss you again but turns away .

" with the reich fallen we will need an advantage over drachen blur forces.. This will give us leverage over the enemy by giving us a resource they don't have."

She looks at you over her shoulder.

" the ghouls."

[Lafayra Rue]

Raissa grit her teeth, her fists clenching hard as she resisted every urge in her body to hit this woman. She was starting to shake and that was bad news for her considering her father had swiped all her poisons. Suddenly she perked at her words.

 

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, back up a second. The reich fell? What the hell happened?"

[Thugren]

" Adolfo ..... He struck while we where weak and vulnerable ."

She looks at her shoulder patch sadly.
" he struck hard and fast... He killed most of the hierarchy."