An Inner Density

[Steve Fox]

Steve sits in silence for several moments before he stands an stretches, "Agh, look at the time. I suppose we'd best get to sleep. I'm sure your tired from your day and I need to get an early start tommorrow..."

[Valodya Bassarov]

Bassarov slowly returns to his human form, just in time to get kicked in the groin.
Bassarov leans foreward in pain, but his movements are restricted by his shackles.

"Gah...Augh, d**n, where am I?" He raises his head and sees the man from before.

"Oh..."

He has no memory of the transformation or Chornebogk.

[Cynthia]

Cynthia smiles. "Why yes, I am tired. Sleep doesn't sound like a bad idea." She stands up, and walks towards her room. She turns her head back to him and says "Goodnight, roomie. I'll hit the light for you."

[Lempo]

I glare at Bassarov, using my petrifying gaze attack. Again, while I do not expect it to work to full effect, it should offer more possiblities. Like paralyzing him so I can repeatedly kick him in the groin without him being able to respond.

[Valodya Bassarov]

Bassarov finds himself frozen in place, unable to move in reaction to being hit...repeatedly.
He feels intense pain all the way up to his stomach, which nearly causes him to vomit. Since he has not been fed for a few days, he does not. He heaves dryly.

"God...you're evil!!" He shouts.

This is an accurate statement since the man happens to be the God of Evil.

[Steve Fox]

Steve smiles, "Night, rommie." He shakes his head as Cynthia turns out the light and walks into her room. Turning, Steve lays out on the bed and takes a deep breath. He closes his eyes, and waits to fall asleep.

[Lempo]

I smile behind my mask. I am rather glad I have this new shape, it is far more menacing than that bright red monstrosity that was my demon form.

Continuing to kick Bassarov in the groin, a small silver strand emerges from my "heart" and shoots at Bassarov's heart, connecting the two. I begin siphoning off Bassarov's own life-force, taking it into me and making myself stronger.

[Cynthia]

"Goodnight..." Cynthia hits the light, and falls asleep in record timing, in her own bed.

[Valodya Bassarov]

Bassarov suddenly feels weaker. He starts to feel so weak that he does not even have the energy to scream out in pain. His head bobs to the side, he utters something, then passes out.

[Lempo]

"This won't do." I say. I reverse the flow of the energy, infusing him with my fell spirit. It should keep him kicking, and it should also cause him great pain as well. I realize that I'll probably help feed Chornebogk, but I am not too afraid of that pretender using my own lifeforce against me.

[Valodya Bassarov]

Bassarov wakes up, feeling energetic, but strange. The energy is not a happy I want to run a marathon energy. It is a strange, sick energy. Perhaps the sort of energy one gets after going on a candy binge, only to find the candy was rotten.

"Ugh...what's going on...akg......."

[Lempo]

"Much better. Now then, perhaps we can stop this if you volunteer some... information."

[Valodya Bassarov]

"What don't you people know?!!" Bassarov says in agony.

[Steve Fox]

Steve awakens the next morning, briefly confused by his surroundings. His memory restores quickly and he swings his feet over the side of the bed. Realizing he slept in his cloths he disrobes and pulls a towel from his duffle bag to wrap around his waist. Without much other thought, his mind still rather asleep, he walks into the bathroom to get a shower.

[Lempo]

"Just indulge me, little man." I say. The lifeforce I received from Bassarov is pure. I stop the flow of energy, allowing my own lifeforce to stir within his body as I convert his own lifeforce to match my body's.