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Mary Winchester | 03 | [Accidental - Video]

[As the feed comes, it soon becomes clear that it wasn't done on purpose. For starters, the owner isn't holding the device. For another, Mary's laying on her side, her face and what is exposed of her skin mottled by dark painful looking bruises. The worst of which seemed to be centered on her jawline, a thin trail of blood falling from her busted lower lip. She'd rose to the guards riling, the comments he'd made too much for her to simply take in good conscience...in return, he took his frustration out on her.

Pushing herself up to lean against the side of the cell, it's clear enough it's not just her face that's hurt, the movement clearly paining her. Groaning softly, she lifts a hand to wipe the blood from her chin, still unaware of the recording light being on.]

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[Well what good chivalrous Frenchman would EVER see a woman treated in such a way and not do whatever he could to make sure she was alright? ...not that there was really much he was capable of doing at the moment]

Mon dieu, madamoiselle! Madamoiselle, are you alright!?

[Had that been recording the whole time? She could only hope that it didn't record what felt like the last hour.

Picking the blackberry up, she set it in her lap, unwilling to hold it for long. When she responded, her voice was soft and hesitant.]

...How long...how long was this recording?

You were on the ground, it was just a moment.

[His brows knit together in concern]

Are you alright madamoiselle? Do you need treatment.

[That was a relief, it meant they hadn't seen exactly what happened and just how cruel he was...the taunts and how he focused on causing her as much pain as possible.

...That was a sweet offer, he just couldn't do anything to ensure it happened.]

Ah...no. I'll be fine, I'm sure it's not as bad as it looks.

Nonsense. Please, who harmed you? There is no excuse for such behavior. Surely there is someone that will help, if not the one of the authorities, then perhaps one of the other residents.

[He bows his head politely]

I am D'eon de Beaumont. It is a pleasure M'lady.

[Shaking her head, his words caused a soft chuckle to build. The authorities? They weren't here to help anyone. They seemed to take too much joy in brutality.]

It doesn't matter. Besides, I don't really think the authorities care...

[And here she was about to ask his name. Apparently some people here had manners.] If only it was under better circumstances. [gives a small grin] My name's Mary.

Mary... I served under a Queen Marie back home.

[he smiles slightly and shakes the thought away.]

While I have been gone here for a while, I am sure there are residents that can help. I'll see if I can find any of my old contacts to find a medic. Do you think you will be able to make it to the mess hall or outside when they let us out? I will try to arrange for someone to treat you.

I don't really want you to trouble yourself, but I'd appreciate the help. I don't want certain people here to have to see me like this.

[Dean already freaked out when he saw her, if she could get treatment for the bruises before he saw her again then everyone would just be better off.]

If you find someone, let me know and where to meet them. I'll get there any way that I can.

You have my word Madam Marie. I assure you it is not trouble.

[As he feels sort of dutifully obligated to do this being... well... him.]

If the guards give you any more trouble, please do not hesitate to call me.

[His offer was touching and more than she felt she deserved. He didn't even know her, and yet he was willing to do this for her.]

I don't think they will. They didn't seem to want to do any lasting damage, just make me suffer a little.

...and thank you again. I'm a little surprised that with everything happening, you have time to worry about someone you don't even know~.

Sky pirate? Fascinating. [She had no clue what that really was, but she had no right to demand answers about his occupation. Not when she wasn't willing to go into the full details of her own.]

[Grinning, she just shook her head.] Just a simple mother and housewife that knows more than she should. [She'd left her old life behind her and she had every intention of keeping things that way.]

[He smiles warmly at her]

It is truly no trouble madamoiselle. Any self-respecting person would act the same way.

[He's beyond furious. Nobody touches his mom and thinks they can get away with it. His hands are steady as he holds the device, and his voice is calm. One might say... too calm.

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Who did this to you?

[She was worried he'd see this. Shaking her head, she looked away from the screen. He didn't need to know, there wasn't anything he could do about it.]

...It doesn't matter...

It matters. [that freaky calm thing is not going anywhere.]

Please tell me. [No, he's not above that right now. why? because that son of a bitch is going to pay.]

I don't see what it will change. [It wouldn't make the pain stop and it wouldn't get any of them out of here.

She couldn't say 'no' to him though.] When he was done...he made sure I knew his name...Just promise me you won't do something stupid if I tell you.

[Though stupid could be taken different ways by different people.]

[To him, killing the guy that hurt her so badly wasn't stupid. It wasn't stupid at all.] I won't.

[see? look at him. He's calm. perfectly rational.]

[Had she been in the right frame of mind, she'd have known better.

It was a few minutes before she answered. Lowering her eyes, she couldn't look Dean in the face...Of all the people that could hurt her, he had to have a stupidly simple name.] Bob...his name was Bob.

[the anger flared higher as she lowered her eyes. The name didn't sound familiar among the manor, so...] A guard? of course she would make them hurt us; sticking us here just wasn't enough. [okay, that had a little emotion in it: disgust. The anger was still too big, burning too hot, for it to make his way into his word, getting stuck in his throat.

the name raged inside him, beating in place of the pulse he didn't have. Bob. Bob. Bob was one dead son of a bitch.]

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A guard. [She hadn't encountered something like him before, someone that didn't live here. It wasn't any wonder that she didn't know what to expect.]

...he was talking to me and...when he said certain things, I lost my temper. [Losing her temper was putting it mildly, there were some things you simply did not say to her. She never raised her hand to him though, not until the first hit.]

He didn't like that.

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[He's not going to like a lot of things.]

okay. just... rest, heal up, and make sure you're okay. I'll be by sometime if I can to make sure you're okay. [calm, calm, too freaking calm. his voice, at least. the almost blank expression, too.]

[Oh, that expression didn't go unnoticed. Had they not had a wonderful bonding moment previously, she'd have been worried that he simply didn't care about her.

The complete calm was what scared her.] Dean...just, don't start anything with the guards...they're not normal. I'll be okay.

I'm used to not normal. [He smirked briefly, but even that didn't quite reach his eyes, which were blazing.]

You don't look okay. you look like someone hit you. more than once. [and he wasn't there to protect you. yet another failure to add to the list. Great job, Dean. but the douchebag isn't going unpunished. and it wasn't leaving the guards alone that he promised to - it was not doing anything stupid; this was very not stupid.]

[In her opinion he was over reacting. That's not to say that if their position were reversed, she wouldn't be hunting the bastard down. Things were just made worse by the fact that they were unarmed and the guards had nightsticks.] You seem to forget, just because it's been awhile...this isn't the first time I've been hit.

[He should know that better than anyone. As long as nothing was stabbed or broken, they were doing okay.] Just give me a few days, I'll be good as new. Okay?

I know it's not. and just rest, okay? [with that, making sure his mom was as okay as she could be, he switches the feed off, and starts hunting down 'Bob'.]

[Even if he's a guy that's out for himself, there's just something he doesn't like to see about a lady attacked.]

I would offer to heal you, but it looks like she has messed with our magic again. Is there anything else I can do?

[She didn't want to drag anyone else into this mess. It was bad enough that it happened to her...no one else should go through this too, even if they're a magic user.]

...Just don't argue with the guards, they're not normal...they're stronger than they should be.

[a single, humourless chuckle escapes him] this runs in with my usual luck. I assume you're speaking from experience.

[She may not be at the top of her game right now, but even she knew that something was wrong with the guards.] You could say that~. The fact they're armed just makes things worse.

[He shakes his head] in my experience so far, she had not pitched us so mercilessly. I have to wonder what the change was.

Are you sure? The zombie plot didn't exactly seem tame, almost like she was trying to kill some of us off. [Of course, she could be wrong. She'd only been here for maybe a month or so.]

I've faced worse than them, especially at home, and they were easy enough to escape from. Plus, we weren't restricted nearly so much. That seemed more of a childish test. This, however...

Well, so have I.

I doubt many others here were as lucky as us though...in fact I'm almost certain that the majority led perfectly normal lives before being abducted.

With the nature of the people here, I'm certain 'normal' varies from person to person.

I'm sure...So, if you don't mind my asking, what exactly did you do before you came here? If you're knowledgeable of zombies, I doubt it was something mundane.

I was a sky pirate, but I appear to have been grounded now. Leading man of the story to save Ivalice from the power-hungry ruler, and his crazy scientist accomplice, [His crazy father :|] all the while evading the capture of the empire, and looking rather dashing as I did.

Yourself?

Oh my! Are you okay? What happened?

Yeah...I'll be fine... [As long as she could stay out of guards way.]

Thank you for asking.

Your welcome, but are you sure you'll be fine? You don't look it.

I'm sure...I've taken worse than this before, trust me.

[She wasn't the important one here, she had to make sure this delicate looking girl was okay too.] What about you? Have they been leaving you alone?

What did they do to you?

Nothing I can't handle...

[As long as she didn't move too much it didn't hurt that badly. Hell, she didn't know how he got the upper hand over her...she could spar with most anyone and not even get close to being this bad off.]

Well whatever it was they managed to do a decent amount of damage. It's horrible.

[Giving a short, pained chuckle, she grinned slightly at the blackberry]

Just what every woman wants to hear...do me a favor? Don't antagonize the guards.

I'll try, but I have a limit on how much people get hurt. I just really can't stand seeing it happen.

Something we have in common then...Just please, remember that no matter how stupid they look, they're armed.

[At least the one she dealt with was. She didn't even see the nightstick until he'd pulled it out.]

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