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towerofanimus2012-05-26 03:26 pm
savedbyasong) wrote in towerofanimus2012-05-26 03:26 pm
Entry tags:
Inevitable explosions
Characters: Shion, Reno, retrieval units and open
Setting: Infirmary, during the Orange Collar checkups then the next day in room 2-12
Format: I'll start in prose but switch if you want
Summary: - Shion finally explodes, this takes part in the infirmary during his collar check, he gets taken down by retrieval units, sort of open to anyone in the infirmary at the time.
- The next day Shion wakes up and finally breaks down; closed to Reno
- After his talk with Reno Shion goes to eat, open to all!
Warnings: Berserk Shion, death, lots of angst. Broken people, lots of sadness. Probably mentions of death and Reno's work before the tower.
[Infirmary] Days had gone on, Shion had spent all the time he could in the library or training with Reno. He had done as his roommate had told him, ate and slept when he had been forced to. A shadow wearing Shion's body unable to feel anything but numbness and muted rage.
He had nodded and made no comment when Reno had told him they had to go for their collar checkups, he walked in a daze to the infirmary. As they waited he took in the room, a hospital but one he would never trust. Ran by people much more suited for death than life.
These people who seemed to obey the tower rulers every whim. They had been the ones to hold him in that room, to kill Nezumi...
Even if it wasn't these specific people, they would do the same thing. Shion knew, if they were ordered to they would do the same thing again. They didn't care and they would hurt Nezumi without batting an eyelid. Hurt him for Shion's crimes, hurt him for Shion's mistakes.
The anger and hatred that had been kept muted by numbness surged to the surface. What if they still had him, were still hurting him. Despite Reno's words that it couldn't have been Nezumi it might have been. Shion couldn't risk it, he couldn't let this go on.
Reno was taken for his check and Shion sat alone, his thoughts churning, anger rising. These people, they had hurt Nezumi, Shion hadn't been able to do anything about it. He had been chained up, unable to reach them, unable to reach Nezumi.
He followed them into the examination room, letting them hook the bag of liquid onto his collar. The weight on the back of his collar made him pause, he pulled forward. His mind flashed back to the room, chained to the wall. Nezumi dying.
"No..." It started as a whisper, the anger rose up within him. Closing his eyes all he could see was darkness and though he tried to fight it, fight the urge to scream, to hurt them. Telling himself it was just the tube, he was not chained anymore.
Blood, Nezumi falling to the floor again. Shion let out a cry of rage and leaped at the man overseeing his collar check, his hands reaching out, to find the man's neck. One of them... responsible for hurting Nezumi.
They would pay, they would all be punished.
[Room 2-12] Sleep paralysis was always terrifying and this time Shion was trapped for an hour. Trapped unable to move, he wasn't even sure he could breathe. The darkness was suffocating and he woke up with a gasp, the events of the day before crashing down around him...
Hit him hard, he sat up slowly looking at his hands. What had he done... What had he been thinking...
[Cafeteria] Shion left the room, sensing that Reno needed to rest, needed to be alone. Shion had put a lot on him the last month, but he was going to make an effort to change that. To help his friend out as he had helped him the last few weeks. Shion knew he owed him his life, or at least his sanity.
He made his way down to the cafeteria, everything seemed clearer. The world was no longer hidden, out of reach. The numbness was gone and Shion felt everything, every emotion was sharp. His eyes were still red from crying and he was worried about his friends. About those he knew, about everyone.
More people would have arrived, they always did, a lot of the faces he passed he didn't recognise. He didn't quite smile, he still hurt too much.
But it was different, the numbness, the bubbling rage, the despair, they were gone. It was going to be... well perhaps not alright. They were still stuck here, they were still going to be hurt and killed. But... it didn't seem so bleak, he felt alive like he hadn't done since sometime in that awful week.
He felt human. He grabbed a nutrient bar, since that was all that there was to eat, and sat at a table. He ate it, even if it was simple he was hungry. He looked around nodding at the people he saw in greeting. He felt a little self conscious and he was exhausted but... He wanted to be here, to see people.
Setting: Infirmary, during the Orange Collar checkups then the next day in room 2-12
Format: I'll start in prose but switch if you want
Summary: - Shion finally explodes, this takes part in the infirmary during his collar check, he gets taken down by retrieval units, sort of open to anyone in the infirmary at the time.
- The next day Shion wakes up and finally breaks down; closed to Reno
- After his talk with Reno Shion goes to eat, open to all!
Warnings: Berserk Shion, death, lots of angst. Broken people, lots of sadness. Probably mentions of death and Reno's work before the tower.
[Infirmary] Days had gone on, Shion had spent all the time he could in the library or training with Reno. He had done as his roommate had told him, ate and slept when he had been forced to. A shadow wearing Shion's body unable to feel anything but numbness and muted rage.
He had nodded and made no comment when Reno had told him they had to go for their collar checkups, he walked in a daze to the infirmary. As they waited he took in the room, a hospital but one he would never trust. Ran by people much more suited for death than life.
These people who seemed to obey the tower rulers every whim. They had been the ones to hold him in that room, to kill Nezumi...
Even if it wasn't these specific people, they would do the same thing. Shion knew, if they were ordered to they would do the same thing again. They didn't care and they would hurt Nezumi without batting an eyelid. Hurt him for Shion's crimes, hurt him for Shion's mistakes.
The anger and hatred that had been kept muted by numbness surged to the surface. What if they still had him, were still hurting him. Despite Reno's words that it couldn't have been Nezumi it might have been. Shion couldn't risk it, he couldn't let this go on.
Reno was taken for his check and Shion sat alone, his thoughts churning, anger rising. These people, they had hurt Nezumi, Shion hadn't been able to do anything about it. He had been chained up, unable to reach them, unable to reach Nezumi.
He followed them into the examination room, letting them hook the bag of liquid onto his collar. The weight on the back of his collar made him pause, he pulled forward. His mind flashed back to the room, chained to the wall. Nezumi dying.
"No..." It started as a whisper, the anger rose up within him. Closing his eyes all he could see was darkness and though he tried to fight it, fight the urge to scream, to hurt them. Telling himself it was just the tube, he was not chained anymore.
Blood, Nezumi falling to the floor again. Shion let out a cry of rage and leaped at the man overseeing his collar check, his hands reaching out, to find the man's neck. One of them... responsible for hurting Nezumi.
They would pay, they would all be punished.
[Room 2-12] Sleep paralysis was always terrifying and this time Shion was trapped for an hour. Trapped unable to move, he wasn't even sure he could breathe. The darkness was suffocating and he woke up with a gasp, the events of the day before crashing down around him...
Hit him hard, he sat up slowly looking at his hands. What had he done... What had he been thinking...
[Cafeteria] Shion left the room, sensing that Reno needed to rest, needed to be alone. Shion had put a lot on him the last month, but he was going to make an effort to change that. To help his friend out as he had helped him the last few weeks. Shion knew he owed him his life, or at least his sanity.
He made his way down to the cafeteria, everything seemed clearer. The world was no longer hidden, out of reach. The numbness was gone and Shion felt everything, every emotion was sharp. His eyes were still red from crying and he was worried about his friends. About those he knew, about everyone.
More people would have arrived, they always did, a lot of the faces he passed he didn't recognise. He didn't quite smile, he still hurt too much.
But it was different, the numbness, the bubbling rage, the despair, they were gone. It was going to be... well perhaps not alright. They were still stuck here, they were still going to be hurt and killed. But... it didn't seem so bleak, he felt alive like he hadn't done since sometime in that awful week.
He felt human. He grabbed a nutrient bar, since that was all that there was to eat, and sat at a table. He ate it, even if it was simple he was hungry. He looked around nodding at the people he saw in greeting. He felt a little self conscious and he was exhausted but... He wanted to be here, to see people.
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Shion tended to over think things, to want to know all the information, to study it and dissect it before he made his decisions. But he knew that in the real world you didn't always get that luxury, you couldn't always see all the sides... Sometimes you just had to react, and do what you felt was right even if you didn't know all the facts.
Was that what Nezumi had been trying to teach him? By not telling him everything he needed to know...
"Okay..." His voice was quiet but he tried to sound decisive, "Okay..." He took the pin, because if it was a choice between this; whatever this would turn out to be, and Reno giving up on him, being disappointed in him... Being more angry at him...
His hand closed behind the pin and something inside him crumbled, broke down. Some block that had been keeping all the fear, sorrow, mostly grief inside him since the moment he had stepped inside that labyrinth disappeared and he half fell forward, clinging onto Reno sobbing fully now.
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The kid would be all right, eventually, he just needed to let it out, calm down and start rebuilding himself.
No words were needed, really.
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Eventually the tears ran dry, Shion felt exhausted and embarrassed but... better. More human, more like himself. Like things were going to be okay, hopefully. He blinked up at Reno, "Thank you..." The words seemed too small, too superficial for the emotion behind it. But Shion had never been good at words, he just hoped that Reno understood.
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Shaking his head at the sight of Shion's face, he sighed before saying, "Go get yourself cleaned up, rookie. Turks don't go around with puffy faces."
Rookie. It wasn't given lightly, even though Reno said it casually. It indicated a change of position, status. The way Reno himself viewed Shion. They weren't just friends anymore, nor just teacher and student. He wondered if Shion would understand the bond that all Turks shared, but he would damned sure try to show him what it meant.
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