Michelle Morgan: ((Just a quick 4 Arete rolls from Miss Morgan, along with a Cha+Performance to lower the diff...singing "Always On My Mind," for the record. *S*))

Dara : (*chuckles* cuuute song choice*G*)

Durst Whitright: ((*G))

Michelle Morgan: d10: Cha+Perform-Ab. Apt.: 5,6,2,4,4,6,4,

Michelle Morgan: d10: Arete: 8,4,1,9,

Michelle Morgan: d10: Arete: 5,10,1,8,

Michelle Morgan: d10: Arete: 5,10,9,9,

Michelle Morgan: d10: Arete: 6,5,2,5,

Michelle Morgan: ((So, with 10 successes, that's quite enough to keep them mind-linked for as long as they need, and then some. In fact, successes put into shielding certain parts of her own mind, Dara's mind, and Durst's mind. Besides the fact that they aren't truly physically there, they might as well be. Setting the scene now.))

Michelle Morgan: Durst and Dara find themselves in a mindscape set up to look exactly like their own apartment. The physical set-up is exactly the same...except perhaps cheerier then when Michelle came. There's a Christmas tree in the corner, and a sense of warmth about the place...a sense of home. Michelle is not physically present, and there's no overwhelming sense of her, though Durst & Dara can both feel the presence of someone there, inobtrusive for now.

Durst Whitright: *Durst smiles at Dara as he enters the dreamscape and sees his wife, almost at the point of tears* "thank you" *he speaks softly into the air*

Dara : *she cant help but squeak and practically tacklehug him when she sees him, definately in tears herself, almost too much being able to 'see ' him like this*

Durst Whitright: *Durst hugs Dara back and kisses her lightly on the head after he regains his balance* "I love you' *he says quietly to her*

Dara : I love you too an I missed you so so soooo much an I thought I was never gonna see yas 'gain an I felt so bad...*babbling on like that for a little bit before she calms and lets it trail off, sniffling softly and squeezing him*

Durst Whitright: *he nods obviously feeling the same way* "I know" *he says softly to her* "Thank Michelle she didnt have to do this, it was done because all and all the is a very kind woman" *he says as he kisses Dara*

Dara : I know....I know I know..*sighing deeply, nuzzling into the kiss* an I am thankful...course I wish were for real, but.....this is better than not seein ya at all....*hugging him tighter* gaia helios an raven I missed you so fucking much baby.......didnt even fly for a long while after.....yknow?

Durst Whitright: *he holds her silently for a moment as he nods to what she says* "Dara, there are two things that I need for you to promise me though after this" *he says as he holds her and moves her slowly over to the couch*

Dara : what? what things?*letting him move them to the couch, still holding to him*

Durst Whitright: *He kisses her* "The first thing is that no matter what the decision of the tribunal is, you will honor it, even if it means my death. You wont seek retribution. I am just one man and am not worth violating the treaty over." *he says Seriousy as he watches her face moveing his hand up over her cheeck*

Dara : *closing her eyes, sighing, she lowers her head and nods, murmuring softly, though it looks like shes not so happy with not being able to do anything*....I promise I will honor their decision...

Durst Whitright: *he nods and kisses her again* "Thank you Dara" *he says softly to her* "The other thing you must promise is that you will tell no one about this, Michelle is sticking her neck out here for us, and we must honor that in not placeing her in jeapordy because she has shown us an act of kindness"

Dara : *murmuring whisper softly again* I promise I wont tell anyone 'bout this.....no one at all....

Durst Whitright: *Durst slowly lowers them down to the couch* "I love you Dara, and I do have one more question for you and I do apologize for asking so much in our first chance to see each other in a long time, but this is somthing I must know" *he says with a heavy sigh* "how did you know that Alyssa was one of us, I never told you that and in fact was unaware of the fact until I was told by Michelle that I was the one who told you about her" *he says as he runs his hand softly through her hair*

Dara : you werent tha one that tole me bout her.......I jes guessed from what all she did openly in tha park an got in trouble fer, can ask aerin bout how she an some guy marcus got taken ta concerto fer gettin inta things in tha park.....ya know my job is ta know things an find things out......s'how I knew bout you..sorta.....s'somethin I kin do....got a gift that works sometimes fer....'seein' what summun is.....fuzzy mammals an ya handwavers aint tha only ones with tricks up their sleeves fer doin what they need ta do....but....*sighing softly, babbling again* yeah...werent you that tole me.....found out on my own....

Durst Whitright: *he looks a little confused* "So you just kinda guesed" *he says with a bright smile* "So all of our secreacy is nothing compared to what a little birdy can just pick up on" *he says as he kisses her and tickles her side a bit* "I love you Dara"

Durst Whitright: *Durst looks up into the air and speaks with a bit of a grin on his face* "Michelle can you come in here for a moment I know you can hear me but I prefer talking to people face to face or figment to figment as the case may be"

Michelle Morgan: The front door opens, and she slips in. The woman looks as she did before her makeover...the blonde hair, the hippy look. Dressed in a simple white tank-top and a full-length, flowing green skirt, she shuts the door behind her and nods to Durst and Dara, the slightest hint of a smile present. "Yes, Durst?"

Dara : my job....an I dont care who here knows this, is ta discover secrets....any an all secrets.....ta uncover things, good or bad, but especially bad, because in secrets tha wyrm, the big bad, lives breathes and festers.....youd be surprised what tha corax in general know......an we dont always share tha info with tha milkbone set neither....hell....they aint always ones ta listen.....we tell..who needs to know...an sometimes thas no one......only ones that always hear what we find, no matter what...are raven an helios.....so at least someone knows incase somethin happens ta one of us fore we get ta tell what we find incase its somethin dangerous.......I know bout mages an garou an other shifters an spirits an demons an vampires an fomori an....lotsa stuff......because its what I was given wings for ta do...

Dara : *looking to michelle, blinking slowly, she keeps her hold on durst*

Durst Whitright: "Michelle may I tell my wife what exactly I am being charged with or would that be a violation of the shady rule?" *he says looking at her* "becuase I would like for her to know but not if you think it would be a violation"

Michelle Morgan: She considers it for a long moment. "She already knows the basics of the primary charge...I don't think she needs to know further then that. The lesser charge, I think it would be a good idea to explain to her."

Dara : *she just looks back and forth between the two of them, curious, brows furrowing slightly*

Durst Whitright: *Durst nods as he waves to Michelle to come further into the room* "Come and sit with us for a minute Michelle I know you dont really like me, but hell I may even gro on you" *he says with a laugh before turning back to Dara* "Look the lesser charge that I am being faced with is a violation of the rule of shade a rule amongst us magi to keep our secreats secreat. I told you about myself and am being charged for that revalation, it dosent matter if it was done in trust because you revealed yourself to me, it matters because I did it. Im not ashamed of my action because my love for you and my need to be honest with you was far more important then following that simple rule." *he says as he runs his hand over her cheeck*

Michelle Morgan: She purses her lips slightly, then moves over to sit down...near them, but not crowding at all.

Durst Whitright: ((hey ya its that time ill be back in about 20 minutes or so))

Durst Whitright: ((Dropping nick but shall return))

Dara : I said I wouldnt tell no one...promised....an I havent......I know that prolly dont matter but........I kept my promise......if there were a way I could make it better fer them knowin I know I would....like a deal or ...somethin...I dunno....cant tell me peeps dont break or bend tha rule sometimes fer some peeps that aint like them........aint no black an white in this world........

Michelle Morgan: She smiles a little to Dara. "Dara...believe me. If I could make some kind of deal, I would. Seriously, I would. But this isn't just me. Durst's own faction are involved, and they're fairly hardline on things. As it is, I'm doing what I can to try and make sure that what you are doesn't come up, because if that happens, not only will Durst come out looking worse, but attention might fall on you, and I don't want that. I'll make sure they know that Durst didn't tell you about Alyssa, though. You have my word on that."

Dara : *sighing deeply, closing her eyes, she just leans against durst*.....really screwed tha pooch on this one , huh?

Michelle Morgan: She sighs a little and looks over to Durst, shrugging apologetically.

Durst whitright: *Durst slides his arm around Dara's waist* "look dont be hard on yourself Dara allright, its not your fault its mine and Im sorry that i couldnt be the husband you wanted" *he says with a sigh* "Look Dara there is possibly somthing that can come of this that will be really good, even if I am to die. I think if I told you what that was it would probably upset Michelle but trust me there is a possibility that my death will not be in vain"

Dara : *this gets tears from her again, but she looks up and to him, murmuring softly* what good could come from you diein?

Durst whitright: "Michelle, its not your fault either" *he says looking at her* "I am not a traitor, but I was careless. For that I am sorry, but none of this is your fault my peeps are after blood and at least I have the good fortune to be in your care and not theirs" *he says with a smile to Michelle* "I apologize to you for placeing you into a situation you dont want to be in Michelle"

Durst whitright: *Durst wipes away the tears on Dara's eyes* "A good that has to happen if we hope to win the struggle that we find ourselves in. Somthing that may lend a helping hand to a cause that both me and Michelle share in common"

Michelle Morgan: She shrugs a little bit, nodding. "Thank you for saying that. For what it's worth, I'm glad I found you and not the others."

Durst whitright: *Durst laughs* "Ahh now that cant be entirely true if they had found me no one would have toworry about food and shelter" *he says trying to make light of the situation as he squeezes Dara again*

Dara : *murmuring almost inaudibly, weakly, letting him wipe away the tears* but I wont have you.....fer tha first time in my life, I was actual an really truly happy...

Durst whitright: *Durst places his hand over Dara's heart* "I will always be right here Dara" *he says softly to her* "And no one, not Michelle, not the others, not me or anyone on the face of the planet can take that away from you. Treasure the time we had together not the time that we didnt, and hell I may be wrong they may not execute me for this and I may be able to come home to you, but its not somthing I would bet on"

Michelle Morgan: She nods a little at Durst's words, leaning back a bit as she listens and watches.

Dara : so......ya think Im gonna hafta say goodbye.....fore we're done?*blinking the tears away now, looking between michelle and durst....her face and eyes already reading what she believes the verdict and punishment will be...and its not hopeful*

Durst whitright: "Why say goodbye Dara" *he says as he holds her tightly* "It will only add to the pain, and remeber that there is a chance that we will be reunited again and as much as i think the odds are against it I still hold on to that chance, because for the first time in my life, I really do have a reason to keep living"

Durst whitright: *Durst looks at Michelle* "Can I ask you a question that I hope you will answer honestly?"

Michelle Morgan: She looks at Durst a moment, brows furrowed, but nods. "Of course, Durst."

Durst whitright: "Well whats with the hostility?" *he says with a laugh* "Well my actual question is do you think I deserve to die for a mistake? Not what the my peeps think but you, because honestly i hold more stock in your opinion than I do my own peeps"

Dara : s'not a fair question tho, durst.....like ya said...shes not tha one makin tha decision.....

Durst whitright: "No she isnt but, I value her opinion. It dosnet mean it will effect the outcome" *he says as he strokes Dara's hair*

Michelle Morgan: He's quiet for a long moment, considering the question. "Durst...among my people, we have a saying...a law within our code. 'Let each Seer acount his own deeds, and if those deeds should want for wisdom or kindness, let him be put forth to weep alone.' I would say that your deeds most definitely wanted for wisdom. And your actions put me at risk more then anyone at that meeting. You need to answer for that. No, as to whether I believe you deserve death..." She falls quiet for a moment, face heavily conflicted, looking to the window, outside of which is darkness.

Michelle Morgan: ((She's quiet. Damn my gender-bending PC's...))

Durst whitright: ((*G*))

Durst whitright: *He looks at her not quite understanding her question* "Was that a no as to me deserving to die, because honestly Michelle I agree with you that my actions lacked wisdom, and I am sorry that I placed you at risk, and i accept the fact that I must stand before the tribunal, becuase there was folly in my actions"

Durst whitright: ((her answer not question))

Dara : (thank you maxwell demon*G*) *soft clicking coming from inside her mouth for a few moments, she looks between the two again, then to durst alone, murmuring softly* what.....what bout yer parents?

Durst whitright: *he shrugs* "Tell them I ran off to Europe chasing some skirt and that I owe you an alamony check because you want a divorce, that should be somthing they might beleive about there wayward son"

Michelle Morgan: "That was an 'I'm stalling for time so I can sort it out in my head.'" She shuts her eyes a moment, trying to sort through things and letting Dara and Durst speak for a moment.

Durst whitright: *Durst laughs a bit a Michelle's comment*

Dara : *she frowns at him, deeply, arms folded before herself* hell fuckin no I aint tellin em somethin like that......

Michelle Morgan: She sighs deeply, and nods to herself. "There's another couple of sayings within our Code. 'Humor cooleth blood...wrath spilleth it.' And lastly, 'Even trees rent by lightning may grow new fruit.'" She opens her eyes slowly, and looks to the Hermetic. "Personally, if it were completely up to me, Durst, I would not have you killed. I'd have you completely ostracized from our society, and probably bound so that you could never reveal our secrets to anyone again, on pain of death...but I wouldn't have you killed. But then, I'm the liberal hippy that opposes the death penalty, so..."

Durst whitright: *Durst nods to Michelle* "Well maybe there will be a few other hippies on the the tribunal, because your opinion means somthing to me Michelle" *he smiles at Dara* "Allright then if I am to die put some ashs in a coffe can and tell them i died in a car accident and really missed being present for there visit"

Dara : *that gets her sticking her tongue out at him and thpthtpthing him, harumphing softly*

Durst whitright: *he smiles at Dara* "You had best watch that tounge Dara, or a cat might get it"

Michelle Morgan: She smiles a little at their banter.

Durst whitright: "Michelle one more favor I have to ask of you, will you dig through my head, so that it will at least be clear to someone within our circle, that I did not betray us porposfully." *he says looking at her before his eyes slide down to the floor*

Dara : cat might get somethin else too ifn they tried.....*half pouting, but at least shes not crying anymore* aint exactly the most comfortable thing gettin a feather duster shoved up yer ass Im sure

Durst whitright: *Durst laughs loudly* "Well at least i didnt do somthing to anger you Dara the worst case scenerio with them is death, with you though jesus I would have to try and dodge forign objects to keep them from being shoved up my ass, and honestly in a way that makes death seem a little kinder" *he says as he tickles her side*

Michelle Morgan: She purses her lips and nods. "If you like, Durst. I'll be right back." She rises and heads toward the door.

Durst whitright: "If you want Michelle, also i was wondering does your mind come stocked with gin?" *he says with a laugh*

Michelle Morgan: She grins a bit. "There should be some in your pantry." She opens the door and slips through it, shutting it behind her.

Michelle Morgan -> Durst whitright: By going outside, she moves past the walls and enters Durst's mind...an inobtrusive presence, scanning through and finding all the relevant information.

Dara : *mmphing, she nudges him, eyeing him quietly*

Durst whitright: "Dara I love you and I really dont want you to hurt for me allright" *he says as he holds her close to him* "Even though I dont think I can expect you not to since if the situation was reversed...." *he says with a sigh just imagining the firey destruction he would reign down on anyone who threatened her*

Durst whitright -> Michelle Morgan: ((Allright do I need to fill you in about the inner works of Durst, First thing is he despise the technocracy as being a death to the imagination, he used a computer to transmite the information because at the time he figured it would be safer then meeting Roxy in person. The list scared him enough that he didnt want to have any contact with anyone on it until the meeting came about, and only went to that because he hope a solution would be brought forth. he didnt just vanish from the mage meeting he went invisible and didnt leave the scene until Michelle gave the order for everyone to clear out))

Dara : Im gonna...cant help that alright? so jes....deal...kay?*held close, she nearly clings to him, sighing deeply*

Durst whitright: *He smiles at her before kissing her on the forehead* "Bet you are wishing you had never met me right about now arnt you"

Durst whitright -> Michelle Morgan: ((And if it is relevant one of his primary purpose since arriveing to the city was to try and bring the hermetics into union with the traditions until he discovered that one of them was a mass murder and the other waved a gun at the deacon of a chantry. After discovering this he felt ashamed for belonging to the Order))

Dara : no.....*murmuring* wishing I woulda had more time with you...yknow...jes you an me....an wishin I coulda given ya a family.....*moving her forehead to his, blinking slowly*

Durst whitright: *He sighs as he holds her close to him not really sure what to say to comfort her*

Michelle Morgan: The door opens back up, and in she steps. A deep sigh, and she shuts it, nodding to Durst.

Durst whitright: "Michelle am I a traitor, did someone mess with my mind to cause these things to occur, or was it just gorss stupidity on my part?" *he says not letting go of Dara for a secound but really wanting to know the answer*

Michelle Morgan: She smiles, albeit somewhat sadly. "I've seen smarter moves in my time."

Dara : Im sorry Im makin things sadder, but....fer once I cant help it.....Im tryin....I really am....

Durst whitright: *Durst holds Dara closely* "its allright Dara, I love you and you love me sadness is a part of that I want to know if your sad and then maybe i might be able to cheer you up even though I dont think that I can do a thing for it this time" *he says with a sigh* "But maybe I will be able to come home Dara, i would give up everything i am to just return to you. I would be normal again and burn every copy of the Principia Discordia just to be with you for the rest of my life Dara"

Dara : (15 minute warning before having to get and get ready for work*hugs*)

Durst whitright: ((Allright))

Dara : *taking a deep breath, she sighs it out and nuzzles closer, not really knowing what to say for once*

Durst whitright: *He just holds her closely* "In the end everything is up to fate, and maybe it will be kind to us and let us have that family we wanted" *he says to her softly*

Michelle Morgan: "I'll...leave you two to have a little more time." She nods to them and opens the door, leaving the room. Still there, but at least inobtrusive...out of sight, out of mind.

Dara : if not this time.....then mebbe next time round....yeah?*murmuring a soft thank you to michelle herself now, curling closer against durst and kissing him softly* I love you...

Durst whitright: *he kisses her back* "I love you to Dara" *he says as he runs his hand through her hair*