Dr. Frederick Chilton (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
slightlyoffchilt) wrote2013-10-01 10:26 pm
slightlyoffchilt) wrote2013-10-01 10:26 pm
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- IC CONTACT POST FOR MASKORMENACE -
"Hello.
You've reached the direct line of Doctor Frederick Chilton. As I am not available at the moment, you might assume I'm quite busy with something pressing. State your name and business, and I will return your call."
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[Chilton slouched back, his spine falling into the cushioned arm rest and away from Raina. The crestfallen expression cut across his lips as Chilton quickly adopted a sullen, suspicious mood.]
You're in conversation with Harvey Dent? Still?
[It landed a sharp punch, just as Raina had intended. Chilton crossed his arms over his bear chest, and pricked up his shoulders. The very image of her confiding with Dent, of them probably laughing together over coffee in a posh yet accessible coffeehouse -- that image gnawed at him.]
idk if this is necessary, but CW: nonsexual nudity~
[ Raina answered airily. ]
He showed me his office.
[ She got up when Chilton moved away, pacing a few steps before removing her shoes and socks, setting them to the side. Then, with her eyes on his, she reached behind herself to unhook her bra. It slipped off her shoulders easily and fell to the ground. The matching lace panties followed suit, and she stood before him -- nude and natural. Still beautiful. Still unmarred by her thorns. If Chilton really wanted to see it, then he was going to see all of it.
And if he didn't immediately leave her after seeing it, then she knew he would be worth it. If not, Harvey Dent could very easily replace him. ]
And Frederick, if you so much as flinch in disgust when I show this to you, I'm walking out that door and never coming back. This is the risk you're taking. Are you sure you still want to go through with it? It's not too late to back out.
[ Please back out. ]
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[He said this while staring at her, catching himself gazing. She was lovely, so lovely. It was easy to get distracted by her beauty, and the psychiatrist was aware of that face. He was aware that she knew this fact, and utilized it to her advantage. That was, too, what made her so exquisite.
Chilton's body language relaxed, and he unfolded his arms -- once more exposing his dissection scar. He looked down at it, frowning, and rubbed his finger over where his left kidney used to be.]
I don't have an organ there, any longer. Abel Gideon took my kidney. He took a few other... Bits. As well.
[No need to expose the details of a circumcised intestine, or the months of touting around a colostomy bag. That wasn't particularly sexy a discussion.]
He escaped from my hospital. Kidnapped me. Drugged me. Strapped me to a gurney and proceeded to... Perform extraction surgery on my body. Gideon took out -- [Chilton swallowed, looking away.] He took out everything, and forced me to hold it all.
[Gift basket. That's what Gideon had called him, a gift basket for the true Chesapeake Ripper.]
I survived it. I can survive your secret, too.
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Frederick. That's...that's incredible. Not that such a horrible thing happened to you, but the fact that you survived it. It takes someone truly extraordinary to not die from the shock alone, and someone with an extreme strength of will to pull through the recovery period.
I...I don't know why you were afraid to say anything before now. [ She moved to the sedan, sitting beside him and taking his hands in her own. ] I couldn't be more attracted to you than I am in this moment.
[ Because she always thought Chilton to be a bit of a coward. His words and promises of protection could only go so far because he wasn't a fighter. And she doubted he had ever even faced anything truly horrifying. But he proved her wrong. He got sliced and carved up as a part of someone else's sick and twisted experiment, and he lived.
She reached out, running her finger lightly along the scar. ]
You are amazing.
[ And she lavished him with true awe, her arm wrapping around the back of his neck as she pulled him into a kiss. ]
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[Ever modest. He wrapped his arms around her hips as she pulled him into that kiss, and he echoed her actions with equal fervor, his opened shirt slipping back so as to let their bodies touch skin to skin. It was an intimate breed of heat, and Chilton considered the maneuver both sincere and a distract tactic.]
Won't you tell me now?
[He asked, whispering it against her ear. A few kisses -- and a lick at the lobe -- tried to mitigate the depth of his request, but Chilton had his agenda to adhere towards. Nevertheless, a slow burn wasn't beyond his antics; his lips moved along her neck, savoring the taste of her flawless flesh. He kissed her collarbone, looking up only momentarily, in an attempt to seek permission for additional exploration.]
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When his lips were on her ear, she took the opportunity to divest him of his shirt -- smoothing it down his arms before she was in his lap again, leaning into his wonderful mouth, fingers moving up to slip into his hair while he explored her collarbone. ]
What? And ruin the mood?
[ She sighed when he kissed near the center of the clavicle which happened to be a particularly erogenous zone for her. But he shared his story. And he wanted to know hers. And it was only fair to tell him. ]
I'm not entirely human. We're inhumans, they call us. My grandmother always told me about our family being special. She said I would undergo a transformation and become an angel, that the blood in our family was intertwined with another race -- an alien race. And when the time was right, that DNA would awaken inside of me. And it was the only thing I ever wanted in my life, to be special, to be something more.
So I went through life, doing what I could to work toward this goal. And finally the stars aligned and I was able to put everything into motion. The thing you need to understand is Skye is also an inhuman. She and I shared the same fate, and when I went down into the temple to put the ritual into motion, she followed me like I knew she would. She claimed it was to stop me. But I know the truth -- she wanted to know who she was and what she would become just the same way I did.
[ Raina lowered her eyes to his open slacks and the palm of her hand skirting over the center of his undergarments. ]
So there we were, a piece of alien technology placed on a pedestal in this temple. It opened up to reveal these beautiful crystals. And I remember being so excited, thrilled to finally know the truth and to have my grandmother's stories become a reality. From the crystals escaped a mist that hit both Skye and I, and then we were encased in some kind of chrysalis. It spread up my arms and quickly surrounded my body, and my final thought was one of fear and confusion.
[ Raina sighed, finally pulling back from him and putting distance between them. ]
The stone broke away, and Skye emerged just as beautiful as ever. She became everything I wanted to become, everything I thought my grandmother had meant for me when she told her stories. And I became....this.
[ She closed her eyes, willing her human form to give way to the thorns. They poked through her skin, growing out of it and surrounding her from head to toe. Her fingernails became claws, her hair faded in favor of becoming sharp and pointed barbs. And when she opened her eyes again, they had changed color -- now a golden amber. She watched Chilton quietly, worriedly, looking for any sign of horror or disgust. ]