towerofanimus | Collar shenanigans (Reno and open)

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Collar shenanigans (Reno and open)

Characters: Shion, Reno and anyone wandering past room 2-12 who wants to help out or stand and laugh
Setting: Room 2-12
Format: I'll start in prose but am happy to switch
Summary: Both Shion and Reno had their collars switched from Orange to Violet, +5, even though neither of them has powers to be blocked they are barely able to move. There will be a thread between them, and then they will both probably answer anyone who wanders into their room/past their room etc.
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Shion didn't like collar checkups, he didn't like not knowing what the orange liquid they put in the collar was. Nor did he like that none of his questions were answered. He had stopped asking them after a couple of weeks, letting himself zone out and think of better things.

So it was a couple of moments before Shion had realised that the liquid going into his collar was Violet and not orange. He was ignored when he tried to inform the person who was in the room with him.

He went back to his room confused, his body feeling heavy and by the time he got there he could barely move. He had to stop and think and moving each limb took concentration. When he got to his room he just stood and stared at the bed, not quite able to make his body sit down.

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Reno was not much better off, having just finished in the infirmary himself. Of course, he had resisted at first, pushing them off, until they restrained him. Grumpily, he waited while they messed with his collar, trying not to look at what they were doing.

When he was released, his head started to ache. Each step back to the dorm seemed to get heavier and heavier, until he reached the door to 2-12. There, he stopped, leaning against the door and wondering why everything felt... heavier. Then he saw Shion. Wasn't his collar orange?

"Shion," he managed, blinking hard before opening his eyes again. "What are you doing?"

"Reno..." He tried to turn his head, it took a while, concentrating on moving it round to look at his roommate. "Something's wrong." Wait wasn't Reno's collar usually orange as well?

"Infirmary?" Reno asked, trying to shuffle his feet forward. It felt like a thousand bricks were attached to his shoes, but he somehow managed to shuffle over enough to flop down on his bed. That was when his body seemed to completely give up.

Not that Reno would admit it, but this was scaring him.

Nodding... how did you do that again? "Yes." He finally said, not able to move his head in the right direction. He half sat half fell onto his bed but didn't lie down. If he lay down he might not be able to get up ever again and that terrified him.

"I don't know what's wrong, why can't we move... what did they do..." His eyes were frightened.

"Only thing I can see," Reno started, sinking into the bed like a weight, "is your collar is different." Lifting his head to look again just seemed like too much work, so he didn't try it. "It was uh, dark colored."

Thinking hurt, it was like his thoughts were going through sludge. He tried focusing, attempting to adapt to the weight, but it wasn't working very well.

"Yes I think... they put the wrong colour in, it should be orange..." He couldn't move his head, or move at all and it was terrifying. His eyes darted around fearfully, though even his vision seemed strange, like he was looking through water.

"Your's was orange too right..."

Reno was a Turk, he wasn't going to let his own body beat him at this, and he was angry at himself, and the people who had done this to him. With great effort, he lifted his head toward Shion so he could hear better. "Yeah, it was. What the hell are they pumping through us?"

Before now he had been able to ignore the collars, and what they represented. Now he was forced to face that, and the horror behind them. He had seen enough of Hojo's handiwork.

"I... don't know..." He hadn't even realised the colour of the collar was important. Why hadn't he thought of that, pumping through them? That would explain why he was feeling ill, but... why hadn't they questioned this before, why had he let people put strange liquid into him...

"Why... what do they gain from this..."

"The hell are you asking me for?" Reno hadn't meant to snap at Shion, but the frustration wasn't making it easy. With a great effort, he rolled over and slid his legs over the bed. So far, so good. Another effort and he was sitting up, but- it took a lot out of him.

"Scientists are crazy... fucked up in the head. They'll do anything to screw the rest of us over... it's always been like that." At least it had been on his world. There were too many of the criminally insane inducted into the science brotherhood. "They don't always need a reason."

Shion blinked and would have looked at the floor except moving his head was beyond him. He felt stupid though, of course Reno wouldn't know. Shion had to use his own brain, work this out. Instead of letting others to think for him.

"Sorry..." Scientists... he thought about the scientists of No. 6. He knew little of them but had been brought up learning that science was the greatest study. Nezumi kept telling him that there was something about No. 6 he didn't know, and Shion had seen only a fraction of it's cruelties.

Scientists... was it the same here, just an experiment? "I guess not... but... I still wonder what they wish to learn. You don't do experiments for no purpose..."

Taking a deep breathe, though that too seemed too difficult, Reno expelled it, letting out the frustration with it. Shion hadn't deserved that, so his next words were spoken a little more softly.

"Why do scientists do what they do?" He asked, like it should be obvious. "It's all about results for them."

"Results..." That still asked the question, what results. What were they trying to do? What was the point of all this... Was there even a point?

There had to be... "We..." Even talking was difficult, moving his lips took all his concentration. "We have to find out... what they want..."

For Reno, it wasn't as easy as explaining how the scientists at Shinra viewed the experiments as he thought.

"Shion," was that a touch of worry in his voice? He looked over at his roommate, having trouble talking like that. "You ok?" If he stopped breathing, he didn't know how he would get any help.

Shion didn't answer for a moment because he could barely speak and nodding was proving impossible. "Yes..." He was very still but his mind was racing, what was happening to him? Was he going to die again? Was Reno going to die? Why had this been done? Could they fix it? Would they be stuck like this forever unable to move? Surely they would die first...

The fear was doing as much to hinder speech as the collar change was. "Y...you?"

That just wasn't right. Worried, Reno tried getting up. Too bad for him, his legs weren't working right, but he flopped on the floor.

At least that was something. Reno gained some balance, and literally dragged his knees over to Shion. "Calm down. Focus. Easier to move." Of course, it still felt like he was carrying a load of bricks on each limb.

Shion's eyes widened as Reno fell over. He wanted to help but he couldn't even speak, they were going to die. Both of them, and what if they came back and still couldn't move. Would they just die over and over again?

He blinked at the words, blinking was about the only movement he could manage. Calm... he had to be calm. He tried to breathe and focus. "We... we're going to die..."

Calm was difficult.

"We are not." Reno snapped, suddenly feeling his body respond in reaction. "The hell I'm going to die... in this place. Come on, come on."

At least Shion was talking. Now he just had to keep his mind off dying. "Keep talking. Tell me about... uh... Earth."

Come on, Shion you promised to live, and you so pathetic that you would crumble at the first difficulty. He could almost see Nezumi's sneer and his taunting voice. Spoiled city brat, can't cope with the real world.

Keep talking, he could do that... he took another breath trying to concentrate. If he was talking he was breathing and if he was breathing he couldn't die.

"Earth... it began to die, humans... humans had used up all the resources with war and hatred. But six cities were made, created to be havens for humans to live in." Of course it hadn't quite worked out that way...

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Why did that sound so familiar? So familiar to the things that had happened on Gaia, until it teetered on the edge of destruction.

"Yeah? Only six? That doesn't seem like a lot." Relaxing slightly but staying focused seemed to help his ability to move, and Reno propped himself against Shion's bed. "Go on."

"Only six... though there are communities... outside the cities." He focused on speaking, on breathing. "I was brought up in No. 6... it was supposed to be the perfect city..."

There probably was no such thing, from what Shion had heard of other worlds war, hatred and inequality where everywhere. That didn't mean that Shion had changed his mind about taking down the wall, if he ever got home... If he ever had the chance to save Safu... if Nezumi was even still alive...

But those thoughts were too sad so he forced himself to focus on Reno.

"That's better," Reno relaxed slightly, as Shion seemed to be more calm. When was the last time he had tried to keep someone from going over the edge? He couldn't remember, there were so many hard times before. "Breathing easier now?"

He was breathing easier now, now that he was concentrating and not so convinced that they were about to die. "Yes," he said since he couldn't move to nod. He focused on breathing again. They were bound to fix them soon, after all they weren't much use if they couldn't even move.

Not feeling like moving just yet, after exhausting himself to get over to check Shion, he rolled over and sat propped up by the bed. At least it was more comfortable like this. "Yeah, okay. Just keep doing that."

Huh, it really was tiring moving his body that much. "Just start tellin' another story if it happens again."

Shion wanted to close his eyes and sleep and hope that when he woke things were back to normal and he could move. But he wasn't sure he would be able to breathe if he lay down, and he wasn't sure if he could lie down in the first place, so he remained where he was.

"I will. Thank you Reno"

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