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Ladies Night – Downtown : Live Roleplay 23rd of March, 2014

Pandora’s hospital room


LadyBelz: Pandora was unaware how long she was out for, but when she finally came to, it was with a mild groan. Groggy from the medication they’d given her, it took her several moments to get her eyes to open. She caught sight of a blurry shape at her bedside and she had to blink her eyes a few times to clear it. When she did, she saw that the blurred shape was actually Brock. What was he doing here? How did he know where she was? The last thing she remembered was being put in an ambulance.

CharlotteCarrendar: Having his head bowed and in his hand, Brock was actually praying. Praying that Pandora would be okay, and maybe they could go back to how things were before. Was that still possible? Did she hate him for walking out the way he did? So many questions raged until he heard her groan softly. She was coming around. Taking his hands away, he inched closer to her by shifting forward on the chair. He could see by her eyes, she was having trouble focusing. “It’s okay, you’re in hospital, and they have you on pain relief.”

LadyBelz: “Brock.” her voice came out in a dry whisper from being in disuse for some time. Her voice was soft though and she felt horrible. There was a dull throbbing pain in both her arm and her ankle, but she was happy to see him, even if it was for a short time. She could feel the pain meds trying to take her under again and she struggled to get the words she wanted to say out before that happened. “Sorry…so sorry…didn’t want to…you mad.” she mumbled, struggling to stay awake.

CharlotteCarrendar: -Brock reached for her hand, the one that was nearest and locked his fingers within her own. Hearing her say his name, was the most beautiful thing he had heard. “No..no baby, please. I’m the one that should be sorry.” He tried to bring her hand to his lips to kiss, before she passed out again due to the pain meds.

LadyBelz: She smiled when she felt the press of his lips against her skin. “We…talk…so sleepy…love you so much…” she whispered, her eyes slipping closed once more.

CharlotteCarrendar: Brock kept his focus on her, as she was fading out of consciousness. Her words were enough. They would talk more when she was awake. “Love you always, Pandora.” He said softly as her eyes finally closed again. As they did, he brought his head down to the bed, and then there was a quiet sob. Yes, he was crying, thinking how close he was to losing her.

LadyBelz: Pandora was out for several hours as nurses popped in to check her medications and vitals, working around Brock as he stayed at her side. Some of the nurses had been whispering about the dark haired man, wondering who he was and a few had even tried to approach him to chat with him, but he simply ignored him, his sole attention focused on the sleeping woman laying as pale as death in a hospital bed. It was another few hours before Pandora awoke again, right as the doctor was coming in to check on her. It was the intense throbbing in her arm that woke her the second time, tears of pain rolling down her cheeks as she opened her eyes. She was a bit more focused this time around and she could feel every single bruise on her body. “Fuck me sideways. I hate deer.” she snapped, trying to breathe through the pain.


CharlotteCarrendar: Brock, who had fallen asleep in the fourth hour suddenly sat bolt upright, when he heard Pandora snap about how she hated Deer. She was crying, tears of pain, and Brock jumped up immediately, feeling he might be blocking the Doctor from doing his job properly. Doctor Lumbard took out a small syringe and then inserted it into the saline drip, measuring the dose as the machine beeped shrilly, before righting itself. “That should help with the pain.”

LadyBelz: She could feel the medication doing its job and slowly began to relax her body. She breathed a sigh of relief, her head dropping back to the pillow. She spotted Brock hovering over the doctor’s shoulder and graced him with a warm smile before she looked at the attending doctor. “Who are you? What happened? No don’t answer that, I know what happened. I want to know who found me and how I ended up here.””

CharlotteCarrendar: – The Doctor, gave Pandora a reassuring smile as he saw Pandora was coming around. ”You were found by a passing motorist, and they called for the ambulance, Miss Larue.” He said in a calm voice. ”You are a very lucky woman to be alive.” The Doctor was not going to sugar coat the fact that she could have lost her life, if she was not wearing a helmet. <3>

LadyBelz: “Safety first.” she chuckled. “So…what’s the damage, doc?”

CharlotteCarrendar: “Broken ankle, shoulder blade…hmm, right arm.”

LadyBelz: She stared at the doc, neither surprised or upset by this. “I was actually talking about my bike, but that’s all right.” she shrugged, or attempted to but got a jolt of severe pain for her efforts. “Remind me not to do that again.” she groaned. “Well this puts a damper on things. Can’t work, can’t go to school. Can my life be any more fucked?”

CharlotteCarrendar: “No work I am afraid. Least six weeks recovery time for your injuries, Miss Larue.” That was it, she was going to be off the bike, and not be able to work for well over a month. “I take it you have someone to care for you. Next of kin?”

LadyBelz: She sighed, chancing a glance at Brock. Was he still angry about their fight? She appreciated the fact he came to be with her in the hospital, and had she been in her right mind before being loaded in an ambulance, she probably would have asked them to call someone else. “Um…my landlord’s wife…she’s one of my friends…” She looked down at her lap, completely unsure of Brock and his motives at the moment. “I could stay with her, I guess.”

CharlotteCarrendar: Now this didn’t sit well with Brock, and it showed on his face. Instead of speaking, he simply sat there in stony silence.

LadyBelz: “How soon can I get out of here? I hate hospitals.” she wondered.

CharlotteCarrendar: “Few more days to get your pain management under control, and then we will release you to your friend.” He finished his report, then hung up the chart, leaving Pandora alone with Brock. Brock rose to standing, and then stuffed his hands into his pockets. “Glad your okay, Pandora. I think I’ll be going.” he then followed the Doctor out of the room, leaving her to herself.

LadyBelz: She watched him begin to leave and glared at his retreating back. “Fine.” she scowled, thoroughly sick of his attitude. What the hell was his problem anyway?

KalypsoRoseGrey: It was mid afternoon, Kali had run her errands, taken care of things with Taylor and scurried into the penthouse in a hurry. She’d gotten an emergency call from one of the nurses, possibly blonde, by the name of Alexa Mercer. It was a peculiar name but what interested her more was the name of another… Pandora LaRue. Pan had been her best friend for as long as she could remember, from taking long walks for Exercise to just sitting by the lake and just talking. Although the many different adventures they’d taken together and many hardships they’d been through, Kali was not about to leave her bestie alone. Not today. It had taken her all of 10 minutes to grab the needed things for her trip, and instantly Taylor tossed her the keys to her car. “Thanks Taylor” With that said she was out the door and down the elevator in a hurry to make it to her car. >c<

KalypsoRoseGrey: On the road it had been rough, apart from the now storming clouds looming over head there was a traffic jam. “Are you fucking kidding me?!” She narrowed her eyes at the cars in front of her and as much as she was against hurting or harming the innocent this was a major case, and she didn’t have any other way to get through. So with more than over half her might she closed her eyes, relaxed her posture in the air and felt the power looming inside her. After minutes of focus she opened her eyes in a rather determined flash and smirked before revving the engine as a gust of wind began moving through the roads, gusts so strong it practically pushed the cars to the side to allow her through. She was taking no prisoners, and neither was the hospital for upon arrival Kali parked in the red zone and got out of the car, running in with a wild expression on her face. Eyes glowing a shrouded blue and white before she looked directly into the eyes of whom she presumed to be the nurse she spoke to earlier. “You, Alexa Mercer I gather?” She raised a brow, her natural blond hair flowing in a ponytail with bangs on the side of her face. “Yes. What can I do for you? Are you here to see one of the patients in our hospital?” she asked sweetly. And Kali had it. She closed her eyes, re-opened them instantly and smiled dramatically. “No, I’m here shopping for cupcakes and cookies for a bake sale I’m having today.” She said sarcastically before grabbing the doctors arm, looping it in with hers and dragging her into the ladies room. >c<

KalypsoRoseGrey: “Now look.” She’d slammed the woman into the door with a force incomprehensible. “I’m the bad guy here. And this is the part where you tell me what I want to know or I start killing and taking names, capiche?” The woman stood her ground against Kali and pushed her glasses up the bridge of her nose before moving to grab Kali’s arm, twisting it slightly before then roundhouse kicking her in the stomach. “You know, this could have been done completely different. But you dragged me in here and cornered me like some cop. Don’t take me lightly Mrs. Grey. And yes, I know your name, you’re married to the multi-millonaire Kristian Grey.” By the time everything had happened Kali was fuming and wrapped the woman in a shroud of clouds, Kali’s skin crawling with a current of electricity it made the lights in the entire building flicker back and forth, on and off before her eyes clouded again and she moved forward. “I don’t know how you know about me, or my husband. But trust me. And quite frankly, I don’t give a damn. But know this, if you come near me, my friends or my family. I’ll end you. Understand.” She smiled sweetly before pushing the woman into the air and slamming her into the wall again. “Now… I need a number. Pandora LaRue… where is she?” If the nurse didn’t fear her before she certainly did now, and it was shown in her eyes and the way she looked at Kali. “Please, I have a daughter and a husband. I just… I don–“ Kali inched her higher into the air and instantly sighed before dropping her. “Exactly you impulsive idiot blonde. You don’t think.” She shook her head and straighted her shirt out before getting the information from the lovely nurse, and moving to exit the bathroom. “And that’s how the cookie crumbles.” She said before moving to go to Pandora’s aid. “I’m coming Pan, just hang on…” >e<

LadyBelz: Pandora was glaring at nothing, fuming mad about Brock walking out on her once again when the lights in the hospital flickered on and off rapidly. She glanced out the window, suddenly noticing that the sun was gone and a storm was brewing. “Freaky weather. Better then Cali though.” She snorted. She went back to her thoughts about Brock and decided that if he no longer cared, she wasn’t going to either, hardening her heart against those feelings of love and belonging she had felt with him. This was all his fault and it would be a cold day in hell before she would speak to him again.

KalypsoRoseGrey: Kali finally made it to the room after shoving through a cop, a male nurse and a drunk in a wheelchair.“Bloody hell, I hate hospitals.” she said as she pushed the curtains back to Rue’s room. “Oh baby cakes, you look fucked up. How you feeling?” She said while pulling out the food she kept on ice from her duffel. “Here, I brought you something to eat. Actual human food, none of that garbage they keep feeding you.”

CharlotteCarrendar: Brock was out in the car park. He could hardly believe that she would rather go stay with her friend, when he was sitting right there, wanting to take her home. No, this was how it was, he imagined. Her girlfriends had conspired against him, and now Pandora would rather be with them than with him. He got in his truck, slamming his fists on the wheel. Snarling, he pulled out of the parking lot, to head home and pack up Pan’s things, so he could dump them at that bitch Kali’s place. Tears in his eyes, he no longer believed in love.

LadyBelz: The door to her room slammed open and Kali swanned in as if she were riding a tornado. “Besides the broken bones and broken bike? I feel like shit, Kali. They’re letting me out tomorrow. Is my apartment still available? I need a place to stay to rest and heal.”

KalypsoRoseGrey: “Honey bear, you always got a place with me. And if you think you’re staying in your room you got another thing coming. You’re going to stay in the penthouse with me. Kristian is sleeping in your room. Your things are being brought up as we speak.” She smiled sweetly before raising a brow and handing her a sandwich.

LadyBelz: “Thanks Kali, but I couldn’t impose on you like that. I can stay in my own apartment.” she sighed then. “Shit…all my stuff is at Brock’s…” She dropped her head back to her pillow with a groan. “Just fucking perfect. Oh…where’s Simone? Did she come with you?”

CharlotteCarrendar: -Over at Kali’s apartment, Brock was dumping all of Pandora’s gear at the door with a note. “Was fun while it lasted, see you in another lifetime – Brock”

KalypsoRoseGrey: “No, I haven’t seen the skanky hoe.” She sighed knowing she shouldn’t have said that and turned her head round to avoid looking at Pan. “But yea, I don’t care about you coming up to the Pent. You’re going to and that’s final.” she spoke with some authority before smiling and shifting back.

LadyBelz: “I wish you wouldn’t call her that. Simone is a free spirit and I admire that about her. Did you call her?”

KalypsoRoseGrey: Meanwhile Taylor had headed for a final round to Kali’s apartment to place some of Pan’s things there when in walked Brock. “Excuse me sir, is there something I can help you with?” He spoke with a firm tone that clearly said he meant business. And that he was head of security.


KalypsoRoseGrey: “Sorry, I’m still upset with her. Let me ring her now.” She sighed and began moving to dial Simone’s number into her phone.

CharlotteCarrendar: -Brock brushed his hair out of his eyes, and then shrugged as he gave Pandora’s suit case a kick. “Yeah, make sure that Pandora Larue gets this. I’m sure Mrs Grey will be expecting it.” He wasn’t about to go into detail, and then said. “See ya, buddy.”

LadyBelz: As Kali was calling Simone, Pan took the time to eat her sandwich, groaning as the taste of roast beef and mayo exploded across her tongue. “Mmm. My favorite.” She ate in silence, wondering how things had gone from so wonderful with Brock, to shit in less then a week. It had been the best year of her life, being with him. And now it was all burnt to ashes. Proof that she had no business being in a long-term relationship. Maybe this was for the best. Then why did she feel so depressed?

KalypsoRoseGrey: Taylor raised a brow at the man and moved to look at the stuff the man had left in front of Mr. Grey’s mat.“Uh… yea.” He said before then shifting to grab her stuff and moving it inside. Upon doing so he came across the small note he left for Pan, curious about it he picked it up, scanned it over and decided it better to place it in his pocket and discuss it with Pan personally. Or maybe give it to the man to have him discuss it with her. And with a crooked smile he took out his radio and told security to hold Brock at the front. “Yea, just keep him there.” He said before moving to the elevator.


CharlotteCarrendar: There was a soft sobbing coming from inside Simone’s closet, as the leggy starlet was curled up holding an old teddy bear that looked like it had been worn out with love over the years. She had in her hand a bottle of vodka, and on the floor at her feet needles…..her face was stained from the tears she had shed, while in her head, voices screamed at her, along with those of her friends, and the more recent rants from Brock and Kristian. Then her father’s voice laughed – “Your turn Simmy!…Your turn for Daddy’s love” Simone picked up the needle with a shaking hand after having set down the bottle, tying a tornequette to tighten the flow in her arm.


CharlotteCarrendar; – The door to Simone’s apartment is unlocked, and you can hear the drunken giggling of Erica, who was finally coming home after spending the night with Orson. “I had no idea a man could do such things with his penis. GOD!”she sung out, nearly tripping over the welcome rug in the hall. “Simone? Hun are you in?” She sung out, kicking off her shoes, and dumping her purse on the couch. “I had the NIGHT of my life. Orson…is a GOD. I swear I came five times.” In the closet, Simone is rocking back and forth as she is about to push the needle into her arm. “Simone? Hunny?” Erica calls out again, seeing a bit of light from under Simone’s door. Normally she wouldn’t barge in, since Simone does entertain men at odd hours, but there was something not right about the apartment. The TV was on, and there had been something on the stove that was abandoned. “Simmy?” Erica’s voice got slightly higher as she knitted her brow. Pushing the door open, she entered Simone’s room, and saw the bed was still made. She turned her head right and that was when she saw Simone….on the floor.“SIMONE!” she screamed, running in the closet and knocking the syringe out of her hand. She reached and grabbed Simone’s tear ridden face with both hands, and cried. “What the fuck are you doing?!” she was shocked and confused. Simone made a garbled response, her mind wasted from the vodka. “Make…the voices..stop.” Erica’s eyes filled with tears and confusion, as she brought her friend into an embrace, the two women clinging to each other as the bear fell to the floor. <3>