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

[snowblindmods]

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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[warriorscribe]

[Enoch takes Beckett's hand again as he reaches, or tries to, on nothing more than empathetic instinct, to take a friend's grasping hand. His fingers are trembling.]

Without-

[He hisses sharply in pain, grasp on Beckett's hand reflexively tightening.]

I am-...

[He can't complete that thought through the blinding headache - his vision, when he cracks his eyes open, is blurred. Get out, something in him commands, but for the immediate moment he's in too much pain to comply.]

[bookofnope]

[Something's happening. Blind as he is Beckett can tell, can all but feel the pain through Enoch's grip. It confuses and abruptly frightens him, throwing off the cohering thread of defiant thoughts. He has no way to know that he's reaching something; only that his friend is in sudden pain.]

What - what is - what now?

[warriorscribe]

[You know who I really am. Pain is not worth enlightenment.

I chose to stop.

His mind tries to think thoughts it shouldn't, again, and again, and again, in pulses of searing white in his vision. The brainwashing can't smother them seamlessly anymore, even if they still never quite reach conscious thought. He releases Beckett's hand to clutch his head, staggering to his feet and away from the vampire at some unknown demand.]

I-...I'm sorry, Beckett, I must- ngh, feels as if my skull's splitting... -I need to go. Rest. I'm sorry.

[He turns and hits the doorframe with his shoulder on the way out with a thump, groaning. He can't remember the last time he had a headache this bad, even in the memories of who he used to be.

He sees another hooded figure in the halls.]

You- please, close his door for me...I'm not well. I need to leave...

[And then, in halted steps, he makes his way to the elevator.]