Let the monster rise. Tag Henry, Jekyl

[BEATRICE MONICA HECATE]

She found herself to be stripping naked , she placed her gloves and started to wonder if she should actually taste the stuff that she was preparing first or actually tasting them later. She never really liked to actually test them on herself.

But she knew that there was a change inside her ever since the last time that she had been outside in the real world. After she went back to her hole, she started to bathe more often. Finding herself to be in a need to be clean as well as finding her mind lost. Her mind needed some form of actual teasing, her work and her life were not becoming very pleasing and she was actually in need of also some fun.


No man had ever really been in her life, but there was always the chance that’s she was in need of some form of activity. So she decided to post an ad in the newspaper and find herself a s suitable subject . She found that it would take some time. But lucky her she found that she had actually received a nice clean letter. She was now happy for such progress and she also was in need to maybe join in on the fun.

Turning around, she removed her gloves and started to walk down the stairs as she rubbed her forehead and wondered what in the bloody hell was she thinking. Walking down the stairs, she grabbed a fresh set of gloves from her front door, she walked down towards the lab as she looked around at the small little cuby hole.

The fun would be upstairs maybe in her living room. But she should really study the man maybe in a cage. Some people got violent due to the multiple drugs that she applied. Walking towards the cabinet and opened it. She started to set down the multiple drugs , her glasses poked up right as she stared at the announcement as she grinned. She had gotten her dummy for tonight. He was willing and he was even allowing her to do some forms for security reasons.

She never liked to give drugs to actual people that did not sign her long and extensive paper work. Luckily for this man, he had agreed and so she had been preparing now a nice little cocktail for when the man would arrive. Taking out the rigs, she set them down next as she started to mix them as she saw that she had some of her own personal blends. A smile curled her lips as she started to place the liquid in the syringes. 5 drugs to start for her and 5 drugs for him. She had never really done drugs before , but there was always a moment to start something.

[HENRY JEKYLL/EDWARD HYDE]

Edward knew that Henry was starting to suspect foul play but, he didn't really care. He'd been pent up in the back of the good doctor’s head far too long and it was time to stretch his legs. There was a patient at the hospital that day, a routine check-up but, he seemed edgy, antsy, and kept asking questions about possible reactions to several over the counter drugs. Henry, who dealt with hypochondriacs like this on a daily basis wasn't at all fazed and did his best to keep the man at ease by answering his queries. It was Edward that started to string it all together.

Mister Hyde had experimented enough on his own to know a drug addict when he saw one. Having a doctor’s brain certainly aided in understanding what can be mixed with what so that you’re brain won’t explode. But, this guy was ill-equipped. Ed could see it in his eye, he was going out tonight to do something fun. Jealously stirred deep in his gut. He didn’t like being stuck on the sidelines watching Henry read scientific magazines, comic-book based movies, and sipping at seltzer water. No, Edward wanted something a bit more exciting.

Twenty minutes later, Edward had the man pinned up against the wall and an address of a local drug dealer. Stuffing the slip of paper into his pocket he dragged the man by the collar toward the nurse’s station. “Barbara looks like we got another one for our rehab program. Urine sample suggested marijuana and traces of cocaine. Let’s hook him up with some buprenorphine and send him down to Doctor Marshall on seven for a full psychological evaluation.” The nurse nodded and the man was escorted to the elevators. Edward gave a half-hearted salute to the man as the doors began to close. Sucker.

He let Henry finish his shift and waited until they were back at the apartment before he took control of his body again. Edward poured himself a scotch as he sifted through Henry’s closet for something decent to wear. All this guy had was suits and sweaters. There wasn’t a pair of jeans to be found. Taking a quick peek at Henry’s wallet, Edward smiled and headed for the door.

Edward arrived at the address on the paper sometime after dark sporting a new pair of jeans, a pale blue t-shirt with the words “trust me I’m a doctor” printed across the chest, and a pair of bright red converse chucks. Taking a deep breath he knocked forcefully on the door. He ran his fingers through his hair, more out of boredom than nervousness. Ed was in serious need of a distraction and he hoped to Hell that whoever opened this door would be able to satisfy that need.

[BEATRICE MONICA HECATE]

She quickly opened and shut the door in the mans face. The barely hidden flesh of her body now suddenly left to the mind of a man who was possibly her guinea pig. Opening the door again, she stared and crossed her arms. He was a little bit flaky , to thin and his hair what was up with that small bush of hair. Pulling away from the wall, she slid her fingers on his hair and tugged on them. Her brow quirked as she pushed the man inside the house and closed the door with a bang. "In the dinning room please, next to the electric chair" she purred and turned around and started to walk towards her lab coat and placed it on her body. Turning around, she moved towards the Dining room and ushered the patient inside hoping that it would follow her.

She at first would not make much contact, a smile would do. She did not want her patients to get the wrong idea. "Care for a drink" she asked and started to grab some fresh latex gloves as the fun was going to start very soon.