helping out

Ulrich group has just finished conquering Croatia. it took many weeks and many men died but finally Croatia defences crumbled and were over turned.

everyone one is celebrating, liquor pillaged from a town is flowing like a stream through the group.

Ulrich sits in a dim room looking over maps, dark scotch waiting in a glass. this int his first glass, he has lost count already, using the scotch as a wash for his memories.
an young stupid solider stumbles into the room patting Ulrich on the back as if they were friends congratulating Ulrich and trying to convince Ulrich to come join them in the festivities. Ulrich becomes angry for being interrupted, and being even more sloshed then the young solider he does not think rationally and shoves the young man away yelling at him to leave him alone.

the voices that whisper dark words come whisking through his drunken mind. Ulrich grabs his Glass of scotch and gulps it down rapidly trying to smother the whispers. he sits heavily in a chair his forehead resting on the heal of one of his hands.
speaking out loud he slurs out, that Croatia is only the beginning, they must overtake Bosnia if they are to capture Greece. he starts to giggle in his drunken stupor.

a firm knock is heard and Ulrich head whips up. Dimitri is standing in the door way dark figure blending with the shadows. Dimitri graces Ulrich with his rare smile.
Dimitri says to Ulrich, "we have captured some prisoners, we are holding them right now. we should go see them. though.. with your state perhaps later?"
"no" Ulrich slurs, "i will see them now"
Ulrich grabs his bottle of scotch and follows Dimitri out of the door taking a swig every few steps.

Dimitri leaves Ulrich quarters and they walk a few feet to where the prisoners are being held. Dimitri tells the guards to stand by, and a animistic glow enters his eyes, as he begins to hum.
Ulrich follows, noticing the paled face solders, he know why they are fearful. but instead of fear he finds Dimitri soft songs soothing.
taking another swig he enters a room with a line of people.
he goes along the line glaring at them as he walked along. Dimitri is now singing.

he gets up to a small figure. a women with soft cascade of long chestnut hair, curls framing her stubborn face.

memories slice through his mind. he takes a few steps back. Dimitri notices his Ulrich's change, and demands that all the prisoners be taken away.

"wait! leave her..." Ulrich's voice floats across the air, and points to the young women.

"N-Nadica. You, you're back.. I've missed you so much!" Ulrich starts to take a few swaying steps towards the girl.

"what are you talking about?! who are you?!" the girl demands, her chains angrily rattling.

"don't you remember? Its me Ulrich! don't you remember Nadica?" Ulrich asks and takes a few stumbling steps towards the girl, and is close enough to smell her sweet sent.

"my name is not Nadica you idiot! though your probably to drunk to even understand me, you stupid drunk!" the girl hisses, spits on him.

Ulrich is taken back, and in a flash of clairvoyant he can see her face clearly. no, it is not his sweet Nadica..

"who are you witch? you look like my sweet Nadica, but you are really a wolf in sheep's clothing!" growls Ulrich, taking another swig.

"my name is Elliana. and you disgust me!" Elliana shouted.

"Elliana.." Ulrich repeated, the name running along his tongue like sweet dark chocolate. he looks at her and can see her Strong eyes. he wished to slap that smug look off her face.
"who are you?! you are some sick trick! what have you done with my sweet Nadica?!" Ulrich roars, throwing his bottle at her.
Elliana was able to just side step the bottle as it smashed against the wall, shattering. she looks at Ulrich and sees that his eyes have gone wild, like a deranged animal. there eyes meet, Ellianas eyes go wide and she cowers like a small deer cornered by a cougar.

Ulrich lunges at her and begins to beat her crying out "what have you done with Nadica you demon?!" and begins to beat her.
Elliana cries out and begs him to stop, but Ulrich cannot hear her cries through the roaring in his ears.
finally after a while Ulrich is tired out and steps back. Elliana is curled into a ball whimpering.

Dimitri steps forward and looks at the scene laying before him. "interesting.." he whispers to himself.

"come along Ulrich, lets clean your hands up, they are bleeding" he wraps an arm around Ulrich and leads him away.
"oh, and bandage up the girl. she could be of some use. if not at least entertainment." Dimitri comments over his shoulder.

both men leave the room leaving the blood covered girl to the treatment of the stunned guards...