[log] Noisy Black Part Three - Mingle [closed]

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Characters: characters participating in the noisy black event
Location: An office building.
Date: Night 261 - Day 262
Summary: Conversion and exploration.
Warnings: body horror, body trauma, medical horror, psychological trauma, forced IVs/forced feeding, note specifics in subject lines please

Sinners
Converted
Exploration

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[bywolves]

[ Royce has been trying to keep in contact with Alfie, so Kid probably walks in on him curled up with his tablet, tapping weakly against the carpeted floor in an attempt to have a conversation. He hasn't moved much, since the last time Kid came in. He looks up when Kid jangles the keys to his cell, but doesn't try to get away this time. It didn't do much good before.

Royce taps something on the floor, clearly a rhythm, but he figures Kid can't understand Morse, so he doesn't try too hard. ]

[equal_shots]

[Kid had thought he heard tapping, and comes quietly to sit beside Royce. He doesn't pay mind to the tablet, instead kneeling on the floor beside Royce.]

Morse code? [It had been a bit muddled, and he hadn't quite understood it as Royce tapped on the carpet. Still, he understood enough to realize it wasn't just restless fidgeting.] I learned Morse code when I was small. The Academy does not routinely use it, but Father had a book about it at home in the library.

[bywolves]

[ Royce looks back up at Kid, mostly just - tired. He pulls the tablet a little closer, just to be safe. He won't let anybody take it from him, he needs it. There's a hesitant pause, and then Royce tries Morse again. It hurts too much to talk, and he can barely make his mouth form the words anyway. ]

Only way. [ Is what he taps out, slowly and deliberately, with the mess of what's left of his hand. ]

[equal_shots]

[Kid is attentive, patient as he listens. As he had had to trace letters into the carpet for Castiel, he will patiently translate Morse code for Royce. He's actually not awful, really.

He doesn't move close to the tablet, but he does lean closer, hands pressed onto the floor. The cup that he'd brought earlier--now washed and dried, of course--was left by the door to the cell. He looks like he might agree that this is a terrible way to communicate for a moment, brows furrowed and concern in his eyes, but then:] The Prophet's ways are not easy, but you're through the most difficult part. Now you'll just need to keep your strength up.

[What? That's...that isn't quite what he thought he wanted to say. At least, he doesn't think so. If he seems confused, it doesn't last too long, scratching the stripes in his hair and glancing away from Royce before shaking his head.]

I thought to bring a cup today. If you need water. You should have gotten some already, but...

[bywolves]

[ He does seem confused - seems about as disoriented as the rest of them. Royce is aware they all must be brainwashed, he just hadn't seen any of it until now. And while water does sound good, Royce has something else he wants to try.

Fight, he'd said to House. And he will, but there are a lot of ways to do that. ]

Not what you wanted to say. [ That's longer to tap out, and it takes a second, but he can tell. He watches Kid closely, a little more present than usual. ]

[equal_shots]

[Not what you wanted to say? The hesitance is clear, and Kid shakes his head slightly in disagreement.] No--I--of course we remind people now that the most difficult part is over. Why would you think that?

[He rubs his head again, frustrated. Upstairs he had wanted to apologize. For forcing the medicine on Royce, when he had been told "no". Now, it's a distant memory-- and while he kneels beside the man fidgeting with the acolyte cloak, there's enough confusion in his eyes to suggest that he's trying to remember something.]

...I always say precisely what I intend to.

[bywolves]

[ Royce stares up at him, almost angrily. He sees the confusion, the hesitancy, and he's not just going to let those things go. ]

Brainwashed. [ Royce taps aggressively. ]