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Post by Deleted on Sept 7, 2014 17:19:45 GMT -5
Victor had warned about the streets for a while now since he’d gotten out. It wasn’t difficult; in fact it was almost too easy this time. The way the pieces were laid in place…it was almost as if someone had let him out. The only thing he was going to miss were his sessions with Dr. Arkham. Dr. Arkham had always been good to him since he’d been there and he had no reason to not follow up on his sessions. Getting help for your brain was a good thing as far as he knew it and Dr. Arkham was always welcoming of how he saw things. He understood that he was there to release him from his pain.
Speaking of being released from pain….
He wasn’t wandering aimlessly tonight. No, he was headed to a very specific place only a specific group of people knew about. He had often had to deal with other rouges that bothered themselves with crazy endeavors. They all worked together in a sense but even after a while, they too became dead in the same lifeless routine. They were not immune from his ability to save them either. But some rouges, a select few, he liked to keep around.
Victor knocked three times and leaned on the door in the alley way. There was a single spotlight that lit up the area, but the space immediately around it was dark. His mouth was dry and his body felt hot, he knew what he needed. If he didn’t get it soon he was going to go crazy. He knew that Jervis wasn’t exactly a drug dealer in town, but he knew that Jervis had some stuff. He knocked again, getting impatient from waiting at the door. “Jervis!” he called through it and put his head on the door.
It wasn’t as if they’d ever established a relationship, they never had really. Everything that he’d heard about him he’d heard through word of mouth, or the occasional chance he had to see him at the asylum. But at that place neither of them were messing with any amount of chemicals for anything. As far as he could tell from his own perception Jervis was a thin and jumpy man with either a lot to hide or a lot he wasn’t proud of. Whatever the case Victor didn’t care as long as he’d give him what he needed.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 8, 2014 16:54:44 GMT -5
Time seemed to stand still for Jervis, after all there was nothing beyond the four walls of his...humble home that really caught his attention at the moment. His mind was a mess, Madness running his thoughts to places and persons he faintly remembered or were complete ghosts to him, Either way Tetch didn't feel so willing to leave his house.. not int he past few weeks so far.
The tea was freshly brewed and it's rich sent danced about in the air as he let it sit for a moment. He was currently busying himself with some circuitry of his latest project..a full sized functional mechanical beast.. to help in his search for Alice and to keep the Batman off his tail. He gritted his teeth at the very thought of how batman ruined his chances with the lovely..lovely...Alice...
His attention was broken bu the banging at his door followed by an unfamiliar voice. He wasn't expecting company and it didn't sound like Crane or Nygma... Perhaps the only two in all of Gotham he'd consider his friends. With an annoyed sigh, he stopped his work and got up to answer the door.
He kept a foot by the door so it wasn't so easily to barge in should the person on the other side be so bold to try so. Jervis then grabbed the knob and turned it slowly as he opened the door, Trying to sound cheerful,"... Yes?"
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Post by Deleted on Sept 22, 2014 17:50:57 GMT -5
Why was this man taking so long? How long did it take to walk to a door? He felt like he’d been at this door for fifteen minutes and the man couldn’t even answer him. He knew that he was home; no one ever said anything about him leaving for any reason at any time. He knew that he was in there! Victor banged on the door another time before he finally caught the knob turning.
Victor backed up and watched it turn and the door creak open. The short man only let it open by a sliver but Victor invaded the space up to it as quickly as he made his presence known. “Jervis I need chems.” He whispered through the crack in the door asking for anything that would give him a quick fix. He didn’t care what it was but he needed something, something strong like Jervis would have.
He tried to fit his body closer to the door and he slid his marked hands onto it. Slowly be begun to press with it, trying to get inside. If he could just get his own foot in the door Jervis wouldn’t be able to shut him out for any reason. “Come on Jervis let me in, I just need something, just a quick fix of something…I know you have something back there for me..” He asked again, this time with more force in his voice. He was making it clear that he wasn’t going away and that it wouldn’t be wise.
He would never consider hurting Jervis…Unless that was what he needed to do to get his fix. Jervis was just mindlessly going about making that task a reality…There would be nothing preventing him from just taking what he wanted and finding someone else. There were always a lot of options in Gotham but he couldn’t think about those options and the fogginess in his head made him not want to think about it. He just wanted his fix and then he wanted to leave.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 30, 2014 16:46:22 GMT -5
Zsasz? Victor Zsasz? Jervis made a small noise in his throat as he realized just who was on the other side of the door. True he and Victor were on fair terms, always have been but it always unnerved him when Zsasz came about uninvited. Jervis tried to feign a smile but failed as he looked the other man in the eyes and slowly opened the door wider. He gestured for Victor to enter, though he wasn't so sure if he really did have what the man desired.
Closing the door behind him he cleared his throat and eyed Zsasz for a moment, trying to hide the chills he got from the man. Jervis then clasped his hands together and finally spoke, his voice shaking slightly," Victor..I... I am not sure exactly what.. what you seek..I mean... I..I..." He paused, slightly frustrated at his nerves and the fact that Oddly enough, Jervis admired the marks on Zsasz' body. He inhaled deeply and then continued," I have a few chemicals..mostly psychoactive ones... Are you sure you need them?"
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Post by Deleted on Nov 5, 2014 15:05:00 GMT -5
The moment the door came open Victor barged his way in to the center of the room. He wasn’t paying attention to Jervis, how he was looking at him or even what he was saying. The fool could keep on yapping while he was looking for what he wanted. He was tense at this point, his body practically begging him for a fix. If he didn’t get something soon he was going to go crazy. He might even flip out on someone….
It wasn’t until Jervice mentioned psychoactive that he turned around to face him. He came toward him quickly and grabbed the sides of his arms. He was forcefull at first but then lets the pressure out on his fingers, attached to his arm. They led into a gentle stroke as his body language became increasingly unstable. “Psychoactives will be fine Jervis…Where are they?” He asked with a peak in his voice at the end. He was losing his patience fast and if he didn’t get it in him soon he was going to tear the place apart for it.
It really didn’t have to be this way if he would just give him what he needed but Jervis was being slow and seemingly uncooperative with him. But he knew that he was the man on this block with the meds and it didn't matter at this point how many boards he was going to have to pry open to get it... He would...Get...It.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 28, 2014 23:56:39 GMT -5
With his heart nearly afraid to beat, Jervis agreed with a nervous nod. He was tense when Zsasz had appeared at his doorstep and now with Victor on edge and the room seeming to fill with anxiety from both of them, He believed it to be wise to at least give the man.. something.
Moving inch by inch, Jervis slipped from Victor and went towards his Kitchen, his nerves were not only showing on his pale face, but also i his voice," I...I... I'll.. just b..b..b..b..be a moment..."
He then gasped as he turned the corner and was out of Zsasz' sight. A small whimper escaped from his trembling lips as he tried to collect his thoughts and figure out what he could spare to Zsasz without possibly invoking the mans darker side. Jervis felt his stomach tie into knots as he rummaged though his kitchen cupboards for his bottles of medication.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 21, 2015 16:50:32 GMT -5
Victor was standing too long. His blood was beginning to curdle and then freeze, he couldn’t take this much longer. He waited, hearing him rummage through things in the kitchen. He could have done that himself without asking. He went to the kitchen opening and leaned into the frame to see him. It was if he was giving him a time limit before he just started opening all the drawers himself.
“Jervis.” He growled from the frame, his eyes burning with a need. “Now…” He rushed him into getting the meds for him. He wouldn’t accept one or two either he wanted the entire stash he had. Victor had been doing drugs for a while now and one or two pills just wasn’t going to cut it anymore.
Now he knew that Jervis was dangerous and unstable. He’d been talked to before about not going to him for things simply because of his unpredictability. He had some kind of weird thing with experiments in drugs, he didn’t look like an addict to him, but maybe they were talking about him using it on others. It would make sense with him having to stay away. Dammit, his thoughts were racing a million miles a second. If he didn’t get something soon he was going to give Jervis a reason to be very afraid of him.
Whatever Jervis has done he swore he would be worse if he didn’t hand over what he told him he would get.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 26, 2015 0:56:43 GMT -5
Oh the idiot was now getting on his nerves..wait..
Jervis held up two bottles in his hands, one reading Bufotenin and the other, 5-MeO-DIPT . Jervis had to think quickly which one was more..'safe' for Victor to take.. One was a natural psychedelic.. something he figured Zsasz was more use to..and the other..well... it was a Psychedelic..but also somewhat of an ' Enhancer; for erotic stimulation...
Gritting his teeth he went against his better judgement and turned handing both bottles to Zsasz and praying he'd leave and not come back for a long.. long while.
" here, Victor...." His stomach knotted up as he looked at the man and waited to see what was going to happen next. A small part of him felt guilty in being a drug supplier to anyone..and not to mention the drugs he just handed over to Zsasz were not exactly the type of drugs he figured anyone should be taking right from the bottle.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 6, 2015 16:44:51 GMT -5
On the verge of losing his mind he was stalking closer to Jervis already. If he didn’t give him something right now he was just going to take whatever he wanted, but then the man turned around. He saw both bottles and immediately grabbed them both, looking them over. One had capsuels in it with powder in them and the other was liquid. He wasn’t going to turn the bottle up and drink it as empting as that was… No he had to get it in his veins.
For the moment, he took the bottle with the pills and uncapped it to shove two in his mouth. He had no idea how strong they were but at the moment he didn’t care. It was going to take way too long for these to kick in and he needed a fix now. His eyes went back to Jervis, burning with anticipation. “Get me a needle.” He ordered him again, knowing he’d have one around here somewhere.
He knew how Jervis operated. The man had so many drugs for himself he swore he couldn’t take them all by hand. He probably had cleaner needles than anything Victor had used before but right now he was willing to take what he could get. He moved so that Jervis didn’t feel like he was trapped but not far enough to where he didn’t feel threatened.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 6, 2015 19:10:34 GMT -5
Jervis' jaw dropped slightly, not only was Zsasz taking the whole bottle right then and there..but he wanted to inject them as well?! He wanted Zsasz to leave, but he knew that asking one such as Victor Zsasz to do anything he didn't want to do was out of the question. With a heavy sigh, Jervis nodded and went through a drawer to find a needle. he had plenty, just..wanted to buy a few seconds while Victor was looming over him.
Inhaling and letting out a sigh, Jervis handed him a clean, sealed needle. Jervis knew that the mix and Victors probably high blood pressure was going to make this on reaction he wasn't looking forward to. Slowly, Jervis backed off from Zsasz after handing over the needle, knowing that soon.. Zsasz would either be one ..well, horny dazed man or he'd be passed out and wake up rather horny.. either way.. Jervis wasn't planning on being any further use to Victor...well.. atleast not...while he's high o drugs...
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