[Date: October 19, 2020. Time: 7:00 pm.] [Ren now has the paperwork down for the guaranteeing the telekinetic kids can see their Mom, Emma, if they so desire.] [Dame Eckerd was at dinner during that arrangement. When Ren requested to speak to Emma, he was told he'd first have to talk to her.] [Rev. Warlow did warn Ren that Eckerd has a very personal grudge against Ms. Yates.] [And, she's waiting in her office. Ren can now enter.] [Start] * Ren did take some effort to look decently proffessional - for him, anyways. The green pleather jacket's nowhere to be seen, currently subbing for it is a thin brown windbreaker. And his hair is... well, -was- brushed. He knocks to announce himself, and walks in quietly. Hello. * Eckerd looks up. "Hello Mr. Ran. First, congratulations on everything you've found today." Thank you, Ms. Eckerd. Second, I strongly counsel against dealings with Emma Yates. She's a sociopath and is to be trusted under no circumstances. I will not forbid communications, but I want to make clear my position. * Ren nods. "Understandable." What are you looking to learn? * Ren gives a big, vague shrug. "Some... personal direction, and some more details about what went down that night. More information about Mak." * Eckerd nods. More than that I can't say for sure. What's the relationship between 'Mak' and Emma Yates? I had not been aware they were connected. Exes, I think. With some rehab issues going on. Not too sure. Interesting. I don't think their relationship had been that close. She has had a large number of cohorts over the years, but few relationships that I know of. It doesn't make sense for Mak to flip just becuase she's not coming over to his side. There had to be somethin' else going on. Perhaps. Well, I've mad my position clear. If you chose to persist, I'll arrange a videophone call. And as per standard procedure, any conversation with high security prisoners are recorded. Thank you. Anything else? * Ren nods. "If it's possible, I'd like to check out Mak myself, and talk with Peter." * Ren grins. "It'd be frightfully rude to kick his ass without asking his boss." Check him out how? Have a chat with Peter, see what he knows about this whole thing, especially Mak. If he's resistant, talk him down. Understood. I certainly approve. Thank you. (Which first? Emma or Peter?) ( Emma. Mak can wait, Chesire can't, and Emma will give possibly more info about Mak. =p ) [And Ren is taken off to a room that's set up for video phoning. Nobody else there, but it's being recorded, so...] [There's a prison official presently onscreen.] Ready? * Ren nods. [And the camera shifts to a view of a coffin-like enclosure where Emma is apparently out cold. Surrounding her is a forcefield and beyond it what looks like the interior of a reactor.] [She's actually suspended in the middle of it. She's wearing a forcefield collar as well.] [The reactor is shut down, and she's removed from it via. The apparatus to pull her out is hand operated by someone in her cell. There's no machinery to handle it automatically. The official checks her collar, gives her a shot, and then leaves. About a minute later, she stirs.] Mornin'. As per usual, Ms. Yates, one false move and the collar detonates. And, there's also a deadman's switch that will activate five seconds after it stops recieving the safe signal. You'll be speaking to Mr. Ren Ran. Enjoy. * Emma slowly sits up and gently rubs at her eyes for a few seconds. "Glad to know I'm so protected. And morning to you." I've got a coupl' ah things to say, and ah couple of things to ask, so I'll cut right to the chase. * Emma looks over at the video screen. She's in her early forties, muscles a bit atrophied and looking rather lithe. She has the choker forcefield and two bands on her chest I forgot to mention. She smiles. "You don't have to rush, I don't have any plans for later." Well, it's awful wierd, and I can't think of any witty small-talk. *grin* An old friend set up somethin' for you. Goes by a raven, now. He setup a meet. An in-person meet. With your kids. * Emma looks curious. "Do tell." ... assumin' they want to meet ya. (Up hers) * Emma's eyes widen and she gets a small smile. "Really? I'll get to see them? After they told me Melissa died, I never thought..." * Ren frowns. "It's not quite what you're thinking, and it's more for their benefit. But, they're yours." The other thing is that another old friend wants to talk to you. ... Goes by Cheshire. * Emma nods. "I understand." She sighs. "I can't honestly say they'd benefit by my parenting. But, just to see them... I know they aren't Melissa, but." (Move that one up) * Emma grins, but still seems distracted my the last bit of news. "Cheshire? It has been a while. How is that old seafood lover?" He's ... well, he's been stuck with me, since back then. Oh? I suppose that means he lost a life. Well, sorry for not recognizing you." * Ren chuckles, to himself. "He'd say hi himself, but he's feeling a little cowed right now." So I'll pass it on for him. *grin* Hi, he says, and that you look like you're still 15. * Emma smiles. "He needn't be cowed, as you say we're old friends. And I'm glad to meet his new host as well." She laughs. "That's sweet of him." * Ren turns serious again ."We'd both like to know what happened back then. Mak, or maybe you know him as D.E.M., caused it all." * Emma brushes back her hair with one hand as she listens and then frowns for a moment and sighs. "D.E.M. killed Cheshires last host because of me? That damn fool. I'm so sorry." And everyone but the raven. Interestingly, he's tried to save your kids. But... me 'n Cheshire are close to wrapping that up, and dealing with Mak. Anything you know, or have to say, would be appreciated. * Emma puts one hand on her head and rubs her temples. "Curse him. Oh, no. Wait... 'save' them? I suppose that fits." Well, I owe it to Cheshire to tell you all I can. To say nothing of my gratitude for even a hope of seeing my children. Back then I was largely concerned with training myself and others. Learning the full extent of our abilities. Mak, as he apparently calls himself now, was still an inexperience hunter back then. * Emma shakes her head. "He was so very earnest. I think he genuinely wanted to 'save' my soul. Mind you, he was far kinder at the start." * Ren nods. * Emma sighs. "I suppose it's not my nature to be saved." She looks straight at Ren. "Could Cheshire come out? This gets a bit personal. I'd be more comfortable that way." * Ren nods, then is quiet for a moment. There's an eruption of ghostly fur, tails, and the extra set of ears, and he changes position. "... hi! Youknowyoulookedreallycuteinstripesinthewaterway! Ren'sanoldfarthedoesn'tthinksobutthat'sokay!" * Emma grins. "I'd scratch you behind the ears Cheshire, but I'm afraid I can't do that through a video screen." I could probably get there anyways in person but it'd be a bad idea. *pause, think* Ren says it'd get you blown up, and that wouldn't be good. * Emma stretches, arcing her back before resting her hands behind her head. She laughs. "You make a good a point." So about Mak! Chester left a song that's kind like a bounty without a description on him back then, and I've been chasing that for a while! * Emma shakes her head. "Poor Chester. Well, I'm sure he would be glad to know that you answered the call. But, to answer your question..." * Ren coughs. "-We've- been chasing it for a while." Well, dish best served cold and what not. But about Mak, we had a lot of late night talks. We weren't, truly intimate, but I think I was the closest he'd ever been to a woman. I was hoping I'd be able to gently ease out the stick he had up his ass. Suffice to say, I failed. () Anyways, as I'm sure Sarah (Dame Eckerd) has told you, I'm quite the villain. I had kept some secrets from him. When he found that while I had known him I hadn't lived up to his standards, he confronted me. He could forgive my past, but not my present. * Ren nodsnods. "I can't help but having fun, no matter who I'm with." ^^ * Emma smiles. "Exactly." She then frowns and shakes her head. "Around then I had started seeing Melissa's father. Mak made one last attempt to save me but in doing so he said some rather hurtful things. He may be stupidly fanatical, but he knew me, and knew just what to say." Well, we both got angry. As you might guess, I managed to hurt him right back. When he started saying I didn't deserve my current relationship, that I was leading on Melissa's father, it stopped being just a verbal fight. * Ren winces. If I couldn't be redeemed, no extraplanar could. He swore he'd keep me from commiting more 'evil.' Some of my later 'villainy,' further enraged him no doubt. Years later, when I was arrested, when he played no part in it, I think his mind must have snapped. IF he couldn't avenge himself against me, he could against you. None of you deserved that. * Ren nods. "It kinda sucks, because I can't remember anything from before then." Well, if there's anything you want to know, I'll gladly tell you. I miss having friends to talk to. ::She had stopped rubbing her temples a while ago and now distracted plays with the collar of her shirt:: I would like to see more of you Cheshire. * Ren blinks. "Well if I can get free I might come visit! But, yeah, stuck in body of law guy with a stick up his but kinda cramps that!" ... Ren won't let me. He says it'll get you blown up. :( * Emma laughs. "You can just call. Maybe accompany my children. That's fine." * Ren announces, in a flat announcer voice, "Noted for future reference." ^^ * Emma snickers. "So, is there anything else I can tell you?" * Ren thinks. "Well, not offhand. Ren says to ask about Maks weaknesses." But that's kinda mean, so you don't have to if you don't want to. ^^ He can control sacred materials at a distance. I heard after knowing me, he worked with Paragene to find a way to create microscopic bits of blessed cold iron that could be bonded together. Apparently he stopped working with Paragene later, because of the evil. He's not lucky in finding associates. Thanks! ^^ Hang in there, okay? It's been nice really talking to you. ^^ Thanks, I assure you, this is the best conversation I've had in years. Good luck. * Ren gives a big THUMBS-UP! [And the videophone call is cut off.] * Ren stares at the screen for a moment, then stands proper and heads out, a true Cheshire Grin on his face. [Break]