[If only he were immortal...well. That's something Diva could sort out, isn't it? Not that she's going to say as much right away. Hell, he probably already knows what she's capable of. It isn't exactly a secret that she's able to gift those she turns with the same durability she herself holds to a lesser extent.
She had been so hungry coming here but now? Now her appetite is shot.]
How are you going to do it? How will you protect us?
I can manipulate recordings to make any incidents involving you two disappear when I see them. It will keep you under the radar of the authority here. Then, I have been known to silence people who attempt to ruin things for others. That is something I could offer to you as well.
[Elias looks right at her, looking so serious as he speaks.]
I am not afraid to get my hands dirty to ensure you find peace and happiness, Diva.
[Keeping them under the radar would be particularly helpful and if this is what Elias had been offering Tsurugi she can see why he would take the man up on his offer. He was more paranoid than Diva was at any rate about most things, especially when it came to keeping his family together and safe. As flawed as Tsurugi was he was a family man at his core. It's part of why Diva adores him as much as she does.
Still, it's distressful. Everything about this is. The little queen's head is spinning.]
I'm not hungry anymore. Have the food we ordered packaged for takeout. I don't want to be here. I want to go somewhere else.
[This isn't a conversation they should be having out like this.]
[He summons the waiter and makes sure all of their food is packaged, taking the bags for himself to hold onto before offering his arm to her. So that they can get out of here and go elsewhere.]
Where would you like to go, Diva?
[See how good he can be serving you? Taking care of your needs? Imagine making that man a Chevalier.]
[Where exactly that would be she isn't sure. She doesn't even know what sort of place a man like Elias would live so she doesn't press to go to his residence. With the arm offered she hesitates to take it, but the raised brow of the waiter has her slipping hers through his as they move to exit.
She's already picturing it as a solution, what it'd be like to have this man she barely knows anything about as her newest Chevalier, even though it's obvious she's still upset, thoughts whirlwinding away inside her skull. As much as she wants one there's also an instinctive need for a Chevalier as well. A Queen isn't nearly as functional as she could be without one, after all, not to mention this is the longest she's been without any at her side.
But should she? Right now it's hard to think straight.]
[He nods to let her know he understands. Then he takes her with him to the Up tower where he currently still resides. After all, he can manipulate video footage so anything spying on him is pointless. He can just change it.
Closing the door behind him, he sets the food to the side then guides her to the couch to sit. Gently, he fixes a strand of her hair, tucking it into place.]
I apologize for upsetting you. Especially when you were in the middle of your dinner.
[Yeah it was pretty Rude of him to upset her when she was enjoying the meal she'd been treated to but nice things never last long for her do they? This always seems to happen. Something will be enjoyable and sooner or later the moment will be ruined. She doesn't move once she's seated, slumped against the back of the sofa, allowing him to tuck her hair back neatly. She's so eerily still as she sits, unblinking for a moment, that in her new frilly dress she looks a bit like a life-sized porcelain doll.
Just how many men had seen her as that and nothing more? A toy? A puppet? Is this how this Elias saw her too? Or did he genuinely care? Did it even matter?]
...Tell me why they want to kill you. Jon and whoever else. I want to know.
For the same reason those of your world want to kill you. They don't understand and view me as a monster.
[Well actually it's for the fact that he is a monster but he doesn't tell her that much. After all, he doesn't want her to know he's actually as bad as Jon has been telling her.]
Unlike you, I haven't been able to escape that torment.
They want to kill me because I'm a threat to humanity. Are you?
[He did say it was for the same reason. There's a slight tilt of her head to the side as she stares his way.]
Tell me - are you afraid of dying?
[It's a genuine question. She's curious as to why Jon seemed so adamant about Elias being a threat - just what had the two of the gone through for there to be such hostility between them?]
I suppose one could say that I am. Though I don't really see much of a reason to spare humanity.
[At least that's all true.]
I wouldn't say that I fear death. Rather, I know that dying will mean I cannot continue to advance and learn. To see everything around me. Jon does love to imply that I'm terrified of death though. Largely I find it to be something of an inconvenience.
[At least that's a straight enough answer she can make sense of, both with regards to humanity and to death being an inconvenience. Not that death was something she had to worry about but it was for those mortals who she had come close to.
Her voice is much quieter and softer when she speaks again, her gaze on her lap rather than Elias or her surroundings.]
What if I made that possible for you? If I took that inconvenience away?
If I make you into my Chevalier you won't have to worry about death. It won't be possible. The only thing that could bring you true harm would be my sister's blood...but she isn't here anymore.
[Which means for all intents and purposes, he would be just as immortal as she was.]
If you can't die then Tsurugi won't if someone makes an attempt on your life, right? Isn't that what you said?
Either I kill everyone who wishes to harm you or I make it so no harm can come to you...but being a Chevalier is an existence of everlasting duty. You'll be devoted to me.
[How quick men seem to be to accept such a fate. It's more than simply serving her. It's a loyalty and bond stemming from blood. A mix of complicated and complex feelings that one might not wish to have.]
You need to understand what it is you're truly agreeing to, Mister Bouchard.
[Ah...when was the last time she turned someone? Would it have been little Alexei or had it been Carl? She can't remember.]
Most of the men I've turned because I was told to. Some have betrayed me and suffered from my rejection in turn. Once you've turned you cannot be as you once were.
It would not be the first time saying yes has changed me, Diva. I do what I must to ensure that things get done. This seems to be the best way now.
[Please. He's someone who rips his own eyeballs out of his head to shove into other bodies to live forever. Bond and loyalty are such a small price to pay when he knows his true devotion is to the Eye in the end.]
[There's relief in that, as she finds her small, dainty hand being plucked out of her lap to be held. The look Elias gives her is a reassuring one. He really is quite handsome. Jon hadn't lied about that.]
If you swear to me that is the truth...then I'll make you mine, Elias Bouchard. You'll be my newest Chevalier.
[In that case...there's no harm in it, right? It'll ensure that at least Tsurugi won't die from Elias dying and she'll have someone new to serve her, to fill in the void she's felt ever since coming to Duplicity. Oh how she's missed Amshel and Solomon. Maybe this would be a good thing.
After all, Elias did give her his consent.]
Going forward you're to serve me and adore me, as you will find yourself naturally yearning to. You're to protect not only me but my family and see to it that no harm comes to us. That the protection you feel compelled to offer me continues to extend toward Tsurugi and our children. If I wish for your blood you're to give it to me freely. When I need you you're to be there for me.
[She moves to stand from the couch but doesn't let pull her hand away from him.]
Do you want to do it now or would you rather wait?
Let us do it now. It will provide you the security you need sooner.
[Her hand is brought to his lips and he gently presses a kiss to it. Again, it will be somewhat inconvenient to be serving her but in the end he knows that his devotion to the Eye will outweigh that.
And he'll have more strength too. He's seen through her what a Chevalier is.]
Help me out of my dress then. I don't want to stain it.
[It was expensive and even if it can be dry cleaned she wants to not have to wait to wear it again. Already her mood has improved as she watches him kiss her hand. At least if Amshel ever arrived he would approve of her choosing a man like Elias to serve her.
Probably.
When he does eventually get her out of the garment of frills and lace she'll be standing before him, long hair tossed over her exposed chest, legs covered by thigh high stockings, her panties a simple white with a lacy edge for an accent. Making a Chevalier can be messy, after all.]
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She had been so hungry coming here but now? Now her appetite is shot.]
How are you going to do it? How will you protect us?
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[Elias looks right at her, looking so serious as he speaks.]
I am not afraid to get my hands dirty to ensure you find peace and happiness, Diva.
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Still, it's distressful. Everything about this is. The little queen's head is spinning.]
I'm not hungry anymore. Have the food we ordered packaged for takeout. I don't want to be here. I want to go somewhere else.
[This isn't a conversation they should be having out like this.]
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[He summons the waiter and makes sure all of their food is packaged, taking the bags for himself to hold onto before offering his arm to her. So that they can get out of here and go elsewhere.]
Where would you like to go, Diva?
[See how good he can be serving you? Taking care of your needs? Imagine making that man a Chevalier.]
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[Where exactly that would be she isn't sure. She doesn't even know what sort of place a man like Elias would live so she doesn't press to go to his residence. With the arm offered she hesitates to take it, but the raised brow of the waiter has her slipping hers through his as they move to exit.
She's already picturing it as a solution, what it'd be like to have this man she barely knows anything about as her newest Chevalier, even though it's obvious she's still upset, thoughts whirlwinding away inside her skull. As much as she wants one there's also an instinctive need for a Chevalier as well. A Queen isn't nearly as functional as she could be without one, after all, not to mention this is the longest she's been without any at her side.
But should she? Right now it's hard to think straight.]
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Closing the door behind him, he sets the food to the side then guides her to the couch to sit. Gently, he fixes a strand of her hair, tucking it into place.]
I apologize for upsetting you. Especially when you were in the middle of your dinner.
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Just how many men had seen her as that and nothing more? A toy? A puppet? Is this how this Elias saw her too? Or did he genuinely care? Did it even matter?]
...Tell me why they want to kill you. Jon and whoever else. I want to know.
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[Well actually it's for the fact that he is a monster but he doesn't tell her that much. After all, he doesn't want her to know he's actually as bad as Jon has been telling her.]
Unlike you, I haven't been able to escape that torment.
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[He did say it was for the same reason. There's a slight tilt of her head to the side as she stares his way.]
Tell me - are you afraid of dying?
[It's a genuine question. She's curious as to why Jon seemed so adamant about Elias being a threat - just what had the two of the gone through for there to be such hostility between them?]
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[At least that's all true.]
I wouldn't say that I fear death. Rather, I know that dying will mean I cannot continue to advance and learn. To see everything around me. Jon does love to imply that I'm terrified of death though. Largely I find it to be something of an inconvenience.
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Her voice is much quieter and softer when she speaks again, her gaze on her lap rather than Elias or her surroundings.]
What if I made that possible for you? If I took that inconvenience away?
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Possible? What is it that you're offering?
[He already knows his answer but he does want her to believe this was entirely her idea.]
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[Which means for all intents and purposes, he would be just as immortal as she was.]
If you can't die then Tsurugi won't if someone makes an attempt on your life, right? Isn't that what you said?
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That's correct. Tsurugi won't die if I can't be killed. Are you sure you want to offer me this?
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[Or at least she feels as if she doesn't.]
Either I kill everyone who wishes to harm you or I make it so no harm can come to you...but being a Chevalier is an existence of everlasting duty. You'll be devoted to me.
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[Internally he's rolling his eyes but really if he has to serve her it'll just be a minor inconvenience in the long run.]
I will go with what you feel is right. If this is it then I accept.
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You need to understand what it is you're truly agreeing to, Mister Bouchard.
[Ah...when was the last time she turned someone? Would it have been little Alexei or had it been Carl? She can't remember.]
Most of the men I've turned because I was told to. Some have betrayed me and suffered from my rejection in turn. Once you've turned you cannot be as you once were.
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[Please. He's someone who rips his own eyeballs out of his head to shove into other bodies to live forever. Bond and loyalty are such a small price to pay when he knows his true devotion is to the Eye in the end.]
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[She's fiddling with her dress again. Clearly she's still distressed, feeling as if she's caught between a rock and a hard place.]
The process of becoming a Chevalier is painful. Will it hurt him too?
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[Elias takes her hand in his, holding it gently as he looks at her distressed expression. It's really so lovely...]
The pain will be my own.
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If you swear to me that is the truth...then I'll make you mine, Elias Bouchard. You'll be my newest Chevalier.
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[It won't stop others from killing him but that's none of his concern really.]
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[In that case...there's no harm in it, right? It'll ensure that at least Tsurugi won't die from Elias dying and she'll have someone new to serve her, to fill in the void she's felt ever since coming to Duplicity. Oh how she's missed Amshel and Solomon. Maybe this would be a good thing.
After all, Elias did give her his consent.]
Going forward you're to serve me and adore me, as you will find yourself naturally yearning to. You're to protect not only me but my family and see to it that no harm comes to us. That the protection you feel compelled to offer me continues to extend toward Tsurugi and our children. If I wish for your blood you're to give it to me freely. When I need you you're to be there for me.
[She moves to stand from the couch but doesn't let pull her hand away from him.]
Do you want to do it now or would you rather wait?
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[Her hand is brought to his lips and he gently presses a kiss to it. Again, it will be somewhat inconvenient to be serving her but in the end he knows that his devotion to the Eye will outweigh that.
And he'll have more strength too. He's seen through her what a Chevalier is.]
I am ready.
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[It was expensive and even if it can be dry cleaned she wants to not have to wait to wear it again. Already her mood has improved as she watches him kiss her hand. At least if Amshel ever arrived he would approve of her choosing a man like Elias to serve her.
Probably.
When he does eventually get her out of the garment of frills and lace she'll be standing before him, long hair tossed over her exposed chest, legs covered by thigh high stockings, her panties a simple white with a lacy edge for an accent. Making a Chevalier can be messy, after all.]
You're going to want to sit or lay down, I think.
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