Yesterday, 07:33 PM
Deconstruction was integral to understanding how best to put something back together. The Almaz, for all its distasteful violence, was the perfect grounds for experimentation. That was the reason she had purchased it. Helena spent many long hours in its depths these days, learning. The injuries were fascinating and varied, and no one asked questions. Cadavers were plentiful, and often preferable to the moans and screams of living patients. Money talked when it needed to. The prestige and power of the Asquith name did the rest.
Illya and his girls, for all their miracles, did not prove to be a great source of knowledge despite being the rumoured lure that brought her to Moscow. Their understanding of healing was crude, instinctual. As such, they sought to preserve life but their efforts did not always come with a preservation of function. For negligible cases they were serviceable, so she did not dismiss them. The interesting cases she often saw to herself now. Not always to save life, though it was sometimes the consequence, but to learn to perform the impossible. Once the threads of her power had only reacted to her judgement on life and death, and she felt that still – some intangible knowledge, concerning which souls were more important than others – but it no longer dictated to her. It came at will.
It was sometimes a wrench to leave in order to attend other duties, but only because she became so entrenched in her own determination to supersede modern medicine. Today she finished cleaning the blood and changed into something appropriate in her office at the club. Eliot took care of almost all the details of their courtship deal, and regrettably that sometimes included an effort or appearance on her part to ensure believability. Tonight’s meeting was less offensive, though still required the pretence to be maintained. For tonight Elliott brought the Inquisitor to them.
She scratched Baphomet behind the ear as she left, but instructed him and the girls to stay in the office. Most did not care for the dobermanns, though they were impeccably trained. When she arrived at the plush booth reserved for her fiance, she paused to allow him to stand and kiss her cheek. Helena was dismissive of such affectionate signs of devotion, but they were to be expected.
Illya and his girls, for all their miracles, did not prove to be a great source of knowledge despite being the rumoured lure that brought her to Moscow. Their understanding of healing was crude, instinctual. As such, they sought to preserve life but their efforts did not always come with a preservation of function. For negligible cases they were serviceable, so she did not dismiss them. The interesting cases she often saw to herself now. Not always to save life, though it was sometimes the consequence, but to learn to perform the impossible. Once the threads of her power had only reacted to her judgement on life and death, and she felt that still – some intangible knowledge, concerning which souls were more important than others – but it no longer dictated to her. It came at will.
It was sometimes a wrench to leave in order to attend other duties, but only because she became so entrenched in her own determination to supersede modern medicine. Today she finished cleaning the blood and changed into something appropriate in her office at the club. Eliot took care of almost all the details of their courtship deal, and regrettably that sometimes included an effort or appearance on her part to ensure believability. Tonight’s meeting was less offensive, though still required the pretence to be maintained. For tonight Elliott brought the Inquisitor to them.
She scratched Baphomet behind the ear as she left, but instructed him and the girls to stay in the office. Most did not care for the dobermanns, though they were impeccably trained. When she arrived at the plush booth reserved for her fiance, she paused to allow him to stand and kiss her cheek. Helena was dismissive of such affectionate signs of devotion, but they were to be expected.
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