Del's been locked in her room since that first night back in the Nexus. Allen, ever Z's peacekeeper, took her wheelchair and left her in there without it. Jason brought her food at regular intervals, but she was otherwise left alone. No one wanted to bother Z with having to deal with his insane homicidal niece ( Read more... )

Z installed Del in a secure room on the forty-first floor, with a guard and a locked door. The madwoman immediately began to make plans.

She'd escape and find Augustus and sacrifice him to fucking Osborn, and his pet monster too. And then she'd blow up Osborn's labs ( Read more... )

Following Pyra's escape, Del has retreated into hiding again. Her surgery and lab in New York lie empty, stripped of everything usable. She's gone to Edward's world.

She expected to be bored, but was pleasantly surprised when she discovered that the automaton's creator left journals. Intricate, incredible journals.

So she's very well-occupied

Hiding now. Octavius? I need to hide.

Been a fun week for Del, once she made precautions against future flamings. She continued to commute between worlds, spending all her time in deadly_octavius's world performing simple experiments on pyra_trake. Nothing too invasive yet. That will come next. For the moment, she's studying the woman's energy use, all the while building something to control her ( Read more... )

Haven't slept in a week. Things can't go on like this. I have a body guard, I just need to relax.

May have impaired my judgement a little too much last night. Not sure how much I said to the pyro, couldn't risk it. Will have to devise holding cell.

*****

Del has a very nice little facility set up by now in deadly_octavius's world. There's her front room, ( Read more... )

It's a beautiful, picturesque morning as Del picks her away through the wild topiary jungle that is the grounds around Edward's idiosyncratic home. Officially, she's sitting in her office doing paperwork. Let's hope no one doubts the evidence of the security cameras and goes to check in person.

It was a very short not.

Arthur-

See me for dinner?

-Del.

Good new.

I didn't give myself alcohol poisoning.

There, done. Happy now?