The Doctor is [In His Element] BACKDATED TO THE NIGHT OF THE 10TH

[doctor_dismemberment]

Characters: Richtofen and Ryuunosuke (CLOSED)
Setting: Floor 27, the laboratory
Format: Starting with action, will match
Summary: Two crazy bastards enjoy being crazy bastards together.
Warnings: Gore/death

[Richtofen's actually gotten a little bit "dolled up" for this occasion. He's wearing his lab coat, some rubber gloves, and a surgical mask over his face - after all, if he and Ryuunosuke go through with their original idea of using lye, he wants to be as protected from the caustic fumes as he can be. If they do something different, at least his clothes will be protected from whatever sort of gore might splash up onto him.

He waits by the entrance, fiddling with a few chemicals and test tubes on one of the numerous tables. There are several observation rooms, fully-equipped with tables not unlike the kinds you'd see in the morgue, that they can use for their "party."

What a fun Saturday night!]

Comments

[kindofademon]

Of course, what other way would I mean?

[Ryuunosuke 'ooohs' quietly at the sight and comes into the room.]

[doctor_dismemberment]

Ah, good, good.

[Richtofen chuckles, following Ryuunosuke into the room. He closes the door behind them, and sets down the bucket.]

I hope you don't mind doing it here- Actually... [He lets out another laugh, feeling rather giddy.] That's a lie. I don't care. You will deal with it whether you like it or not!

[He pulls a pair of goggles out of the bucket, tossing them into the air and catching them when they fall back down.]

But you see, I can't have fumes from the lye all over mein laboratory. All of the coughing up blood, and the organ failure... [He snaps the goggles over his own eyes. He's always up for a little bit of pain to accompany the pain of others, but in this case, he'd like to do as little collateral damage to himself as possible.] ...Best to keep it in a contained area. Ja?

[kindofademon]

Makes sense. The coughing up the blood's no fun if you're not into that.

[All that pretty pretty blood~ No wait. Don't get excited yet.]

So you just want me to stay here?

[doctor_dismemberment]

Hmm...

[Richtofen puts a finger to his chin. He begins pacing around the room, and his boots make click-click-click sounds that echo off of the walls.]

Well, first, I'll have to mix up the lye... Though perhaps that should be done after the acid? Ja, acid first, the lye might kill you too quickly.

[He comes to a stop next to his bucket, reaching into it to pull out a length of rope.]

Oh, und I'm going to have to ask you to put your hands behind your back. You know how it is - I can't risk you changing your mind halfway through und attacking me!

[But, from the tone of his voice, it almost sounds as if he finds the idea entertaining.]

[kindofademon]

[Ryuunosuke obligingly puts his hands behind his back.]

Professional precautions, I know how it is. Don't worry about a thing.

[doctor_dismemberment]

[Richtofen chuckles, looping the rope around Ryuunosuke's wrists.]

So cooperative. How refreshing.

[He binds his wrists together with practiced ease, making the rope tight enough to be uncomfortable without cutting off circulation (watching his hands turn purple would be fun, but he holds himself back).]

[kindofademon]

Watching people struggle is fun too, but y'know, it's nice to have a change of pace~

[Ryuunosuke tests the bonds once.]

[doctor_dismemberment]

Oh, it most definitely is.

[He sets a hand on Ryuunosuke's shoulder and tugs him back, speaking directly into his ear. His tone is dripping with smug self-confidence.]

But you may as well not even try. When it comes to tying people up, I know what I am doing.

[kindofademon]

[Ryuunosuke shivers, and when he answers, it's with full amusement.]

There are so many ways I could take that.

[doctor_dismemberment]

Take it however you wish!

[Richtofen gives Ryuunosuke a harsh pat on the shoulder, then spins him around, pushing him back against the table in the center of the room. He's rough about it, too, clearly trying to injure him.

Oops. So much for that "self-control" thing he was trying out.]

...Just do not make the mistake of thinking I was ever gentle with the people I've tied up in the past.

[He gives a dark, nostalgic chuckle, striding back over to the bucket with all of his equipment inside.]

[kindofademon]

[That's going to smart up until the point where he dies, when it won't hurt anymore, so oh well!]

Good to know, sir.