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[The room shown on the feed is sparse, bearing a cot and a small dresser. It's early morning or very late evening depending on who you talk to. The only source of light is a small lamp sitting on the desk beside the device, which does much to illuminate the small, skinny figure beside it. Actually, scratch that-- he's got glowing green eyes.]

It's not enough. [His voice is young and bitter with a searing edge of desperation. And his face is pretty much the same.] It's not enough!

[He stares hard at the pile of books and papers on his desk, then reaches over and grabs something. Whatever it is, it's small enough to fit in his hand. His eyes flare brightly, sickly green and hot; he opens his palm, and nothing but dust remains.]

Do you hear me, Initiative?! THIS ISN'T ENOUGH!

[His voice cracks, and that's the last straw for him. He swipes everything off the desk, lamp included, in one swift and violent display of anger. The lamp goes out, and the network feed ends.]

[ooc: Roommates, feel free to barge in if you want. Or... go back to sleep. lol. OTHERWISE OPEN TO ALL. he's been a bit of a hermit since the intro log and um... well, that was a couple weeks ago. |D]

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[ Jaina's no fool and while she ought to not be using her voice so quickly after being unable to for the past few days, she still ends up responding in video herself. If he's able to look beyond his own problems to notice her pale skin (almost as though she were touched by death itself), she would refuse to talk about it. No, not when he needs that. ]

Calm yourself, please. You will do no good lashing out this way.

[The feed is dark aside from his eyes.

Pretty creepy. His breathing is pretty heavy, too. It hurts. Everything hurts. He needs more, but that's all they have. He can't live like this, not if he's going to be training.

He can't live like this period. He's not in critical mode, that's still a couple days off, but--]

What am I supposed to do? Ask them for more? They will not give me any more. This is all they have!

Settle down now. Throwing things around will do little to get their attention. Trust me on that one, I know from first hand experience.

[The feed is dark aside from the little glowy green points of his eyes. He is tired and frustrated.]

Is that the advice you gave the high elves when they collapsed on your doorstep?

From what I recall they did not scream or shout to get what they needed.

[kid looks about the same age as Anduin, even though Varian knows elves age weird.]

Now then. Speak clearly. What is it you need exactly?

[ Maybe this is a good thing, she wants to say. In order to break an addiction, one must pull away from it fully. No, Jaina can't be foolish enough to think that the Blood Elves here can go without. There were many individuals such as herself that walk the streets that could fall victim and even if they fail to control it, there's a chance they could become something more twisted. ]

Was it enough to last you a suitable amount of time? [ Warily asking this. ]

[Haha, touché. Belth is quiet for a moment, trying to calm himself enough that he can make sense to the rather dense human king.]

Magic. Mana. It must be uncorrupted.

[Yeah, besides kid if you want to learn about temper tantrums then look no further. However, truce is a dammed truce.]

And how much do they give you for how long?

Edited 2012-11-05 09:32 (UTC)

[ Asami asks very, very cautiously..! ]

... What do you need?

[He was born this way, and corrupted through no fault of his own. He lets out a shaky breath and wrings the loose half of his robes, wrinkling his trousers at the knees.]

A week, with only minor spellcasting. I can tolerate up to two weeks if I must, but I will be useless if called upon.

[And also RAGING MAD.]

[He lets out a hiss through his teeth.]

I will be fine for a week, possibly ten days-- assuming I do not have to dismantle any more monsters.

[Rationing magic... He hasn't had to do this since...]

[ This was a bad idea. An irreversible path should she consider it, but first she must ensure that there were no other alternatives. Hesitantly, she continues in a soothing voice. ]

Have they said they will give you no more?

[Ugh this is the worst. Even though Varian wouldn't give a damn, in Exsilium he needs to. The last thing they need is all the blood elves in this place running riot over withdrawal symptoms.]

Then you will need to make what they give you last longer. It will not be easy, it will be very difficult. However, it is either that or be victim to the whole thing.

Which will you choose?

[There are just two green glowy orbs staring back at her through the feed.]

Do you have magic?

( well somebody looks uncomfortable here but it's certainly not in the anticipated way of

discomfort.... )

Control yourself. ( uh )

I can try to help. ( so there's that at least )

Edited (LESS BEDROOM EYES MORE DISPLEASURE) 2012-11-05 09:50 (UTC)

[His breath is stuttered, labored, like someone trying not to sob. The hurtful pangs will come and go in waves, but the craving is constant.]

They need time to harvest more. Once a month. Once a month is all I will be given.

They should have killed me instead.

No, don't speak such ill thoughts. [ She gives a sigh as the burden weighs down upon her. ] Have you... have you not been practicing what many of the others have?

No-one even asked for your opinon. No-one ever wants your opinion. Why this place even felt fit to bring you will remain one of the greatest mysteries in this world.

[Just about hissing that.]

K-K---[ Nope, Jaina can't bring herself to fully say his name. Honestly, if Arthas was able to arrive here before his death and Varian during a time after his fall, then it's possible for other Azeroth inhabitants to arrive from different parts of history. It's difficult to judge from a mere video alone. ] When did you arrive?

[ Classy, Jaina. Asking a question so abruptly. ]

[COCAINE IS A HELLUVA DRUG]

This is not something I can simply ignore. Unlike some of my idiotic brethren, I did not sustain myself by sucking demons dry. I suffered for a crime I did not even COMMIT.

{Clenches his jaw and counts to five mentally.]

I did not say ignore it. I am saying you will either need to ration it, or suffer at the Initiate's hands. Your choice. Should you chose to try and ration it better than I will attempt to help you with it.

I know how. Should I lose myself in the wilds until I find some sick, twisted monster with an ounce of magical ability?

[He shakes his head fiercely.]

I will not become like him.

We should discuss this in private. Do you mind?

[ She's sure her allies would have words with her if she offered outright. ]

[Are you serious? After all of that-- after the entire tantrum, the traitor prince of the Blood Elves has come to make fun of his plight?

There was one point where Belth saw him as a sort of role model. Everyone did, really. Though Belth never really enjoyed sucking mana out of things, it was the nail in the coffin when it came out who he was really allied with.

Kael'thas is dead, and HAS been dead for several years, but seeing the elf-lord on the network just exacerbates his already terrible mood. And yet he's scared as hell. Actually scared, not just frightened of everything. Kael'thas-- it's motherfucking Kael'thas.]

I do not need your h--help.

[Dammit, he wanted to be all cool and standoffish but instead he just squeaks.]

[He grins wryly, but there isn't much seeing it in this low eyeball-light.]

Help me how? What can you do, great warrior? Beat me into submission? [He laughs bitterly.]

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