Power & Control

Katerina Petrova, but you can call me Katherine. I'm a vampire, but many just think of me as a psychotic bitch. Do I care? No. I wear that title with pride. I would honestly say it's in your best interest not to mess with me-- I tend to kill first and ask questions later. You think my bark is worse than my bite? Guess again. Care to know more? Ask. I promise not to bite too hard.

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Hiatus.

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What he said.

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New People? Oh joy.

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Good evening, Miss.

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Evening. Who are you?

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William Anthony Compton. It’s a pleasure to meet someone as beautiful as you are. 

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Ah, pleasure, William. ... I can only assume you're part of the 'damned' being on this side of town and all.

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New People? Oh joy.

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Good evening, Miss.

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Evening. Who are you?

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New People? Oh joy.

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Alastair. Chief Torturer of Hell, actually. 

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Ah, Alastair, I've heard of you. Nice to finally meet you.

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New People? Oh joy.

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Hello Katherine. I’ve already heard so much about you from Lucifer when him and I caught up. 

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Oh? Well, then, saves me the trouble. And who might you be?

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New People? Oh joy.

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Walls Are Shaking || Katherine.

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He watched her every moment. Much like a hawk would before pouncing on its prey. Her hand reaching to touch the chains confused him. He almost expected her to let him down but he knew he couldn’t be that lucky. Now he truly did believe in karma. Had he not rattled the chains he would still be a hidden trophy in a room unseen to wondering eyes. “Exploring?” He repeated his eyebrow raising. Michael was tired and he was hurt. He was bloody and he was bruised and he never wanted someone to see him in this position. It was humiliating to be seen like this to someone he had tormented a matter of weeks ago. Was she going to return the favor? No. He didn’t think she was brave enough.

“Lucifer said this was Alastair’s old room. It explains all the creepy things that seem to line the walls.” He pointed out, his eyes dancing towards the random torture devices seen amongst the clutter. He still didn’t understand how Lucifer could keep him in something so dark and damp. On top of being hurt, Michael was starting to let the coldness of such a place get to him. He really needed a shower because he felt the need to clean himself up. When he had his grace a simple wave of his hands would have given him that option pretty quickly but being rendered human revoked that right. It revoked a lot of his rights right about now, actually.

“I am going to suggest you stay out of Lucifer’s way.” He finally spoke up. He didn’t know what Lucifer’s problem was but as much as he’d love Lucifer to tear Katherine to pieces, Michael would rather have that honor left for himself. “Something is wrong with him, Katerina. He is having a problem separating reality from fiction. You may think you know him but he may possibly hurt you.” 

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"I don't go out much thanks to you, so I explore the castle... now that I know you're here I may venture out a bit more." she took a step back, brushing some hair out of her face as she turned around, letting her eyes take in the room. It seemed like something that would belong to Alastair; dark, creepy, near sound proof. "Huh, seems like it would be." she found herself over at the torture devices Michael had pointed out, fingers tracing over the metal of the objects.

When Michael spoke again, she spun around, her brow creasing as she crossed the room, "I know something is wrong with him, Michael. Something has been wrong with him for quite sometime, but he's worse now." Katherine rolled her eyes, taking a seat on the floor in front of Michael, hands folded in her lap. She had nowhere else to be, nothing else to do-- this was the extent of her 'socialization'. Michael had terrorized her to the point where her trust was worse than before; a single look had her second guessing motives.

"I know he could hurt me-- He's always held the power to hurt me. I'm keeping my distance, but if we cross paths I will smile and act normal. I'm not going to run the other way just because he's breaking at the seems. Please do not lecture me on how to act around your brother. You might not believe me to be smart, but I know when and when not to be around your brother." she tilted her head back to look up at him, head cocked to the side.

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“Its amusing how you still do not trust me but ask yourself this, ‘where would you be without me?”

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Walls Are Shaking || Katherine.

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The sound of approaching shoes made Michael aware that someone was close. He wondered if this room was sound proof or not because he was more than willing to scream at someone to get him the fuck down from here. Then again, those walking the halls of the hospital were bound to be on Lucifer’s side unless a human managed to get free. He knew all about the things Lucifer kept down in the actual basement. The human blood supplies, the food. Michael had done his fair amount of snooping before he lost his grace when Lucifer wasn’t around. He didn’t even think Lucifer realized he had appeared in these rooms. The objects attached to the humans kept him from doing anything, though. There was protection sigils etched all along them.

He expected Lucifer to re-appear but he knew the sounds of the shoes differed. These were obviously female heels approaching him in rapid session and before too long Michael wasn’t sure if he wanted someone walking in on the mess Lucifer had created in this room. His hand balled into a fist before spreading again, fingers stretching as he urged the numb feeling to leave his hand. He had to say. He took humans for granted. So much nonsense they had to deal with. Sometimes Michael had to remember he needed to breathe to survive too.

“Katerina.” His words were drawn out. He was tired and after what he did to Katherine mere weeks ago, he was seriously wishing it had been someone other than her that had managed to find him. This was bound to get rather interesting. Karma must really have come back to bite him in the ass.

“I would say this was a pleasure but such circumstances make it untrue.” He shifted in his chains, his head tilting to stare at the vampire. Michael still put fear in her which was amusing. As she approached, Michael leaned down slightly in his chains. His eyes focused on the approaching threat. “Is there something I can do for you?”

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"I was just exploring." her voice was hesitant, eyes narrowed slightly as she took a step forward. "I take it Lucifer did this to you?" teeth encased her bottom lip as she tilted her head to the side, eyes grazing over the chains that bound Michael to the wall. He was human, bound and bleeding. He'd obviously done something to piss Lucifer off. She'd seen the man angry, she'd felt the anger-- but never like this.

A few more hesitant steps were taken before she was standing only a few inches before him, a hand reaching out to graze over the chains. She was safe, for now, until he was released. "You're human." It was a statement, no response from Michael was desired. "I believe the phrase 'Karma's a bitch' comes into play with this. Gaze lifted to meet that of Michael's, brown hues still hesitant as she watched him, waiting.

She knew this could all be a rouse; a joke. Another one of Michael's twisted head games. With that thought in mind, she took a step back and clasped her hands behind her back, "I wasn't aware this room existed... Wouldn't have known if you didn't rattle those chains..." her eyes moved to gaze about the room, taking in the damp, dark confines that Lucifer kept him in. "I almost feel bad for you."

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Well, I'm bored.

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-blushes-  No, I’m not.  Not compared to you.  There are flowers that would pale in your presence.

I’m sorry to hear that.  I have a blanket we could put over you!  The trees are very good at providing shade.  They like doing it.  They think it’s their job.  Would you come?

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You are too kind, darling. ... Have you recently come here? I'm sure I would have seen a handsome man such as yourself around.

You do? That would be lovely! -giggles.; You are quite nice, Eric. I would love to come and see your garden, love! I'm sure it'll be a fantastic way to spend the day.

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Well, I'm bored.

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-grins-  Wow, you really are beautiful.  It’s nice to meet you, Katherine!

Oh, don’t worry.  There are lots of beautiful trees around.  Why do you have to stay in the sun?  Are you fearful of sunburns?

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-chuckles softly; As you are very handsome, thank you. It's nice to meet you as well, darling.

Yes, I do burn quite easily as of late, m-Eric.

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Well, I'm bored.

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You could come to my garden with me.  It’s lovely this time of year.  Someone planted petunias in it before I found it!

I’m Eric!

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Oh? That would be lovely, but I can-- You don't-- Oh.

Uh. I'm Katherine... It's nice to meet you, Eric. I would have to stay in the shade, if that's alright.

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