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towerofanimus2012-12-24 10:29 am
wrigurun) wrote in towerofanimus2012-12-24 10:29 am
Entry tags:
007 → Don't take me alive
Characters: Wriggle Nightbug, Open
Setting: 20th December onwards, Infirmary, Any non-restricted floor
Format: Post in action, tags in prose or action
Summary: After being plagued with feelings of being kidnapped Wriggle's only solution is to try and offer someone else in her place.
Warnings: Drugs and dangerous chemicals, high possibility of injury.
[Wriggle browsed through the medicine labels, each making even less sense than the last. They must have something here that could help, something that could knock someone out long enough for them to be taken away. She didn't want to kill them, that might make them less desirable test subjects. Getting nowhere she slammed the cupboard door with a sound of frustration.
This was getting nowhere and she was growing more and more twitchy by the second. She'd just have to take a chance. From the shelves Wriggle grabbed a random selection of bottles, including cough medicine, a weak acid and as luck would have it, a bottle of chloroform. In her hurry she wasn't exactly careful and ended up knocking more than one bottle onto the floor, smashing it to pieces]
Dammnit!
[Now she had her weapon, all she needed was an unsuspecting victim. Wriggle may not have been book smart but she was crafty and she tried to set up distractions and mask her existence as much as she could. The things in her brain weren't letting her do that though. All it took was a nervous twitch, the buzzing over a misplaced distraction to give her away. If spotted her first reaction is to throw the liquid from whatever bottle she had in her victims face and hope for the best. If not then she'd try to get them to take the drug by whatever other means possible, even if it meant getting them in a headlock and forcing them to drink it]
ooc [Since Wriggle's approach is different for every person I don't mind how you set up the initial interaction. It can be prior to her attempts to drug your character or just after in whichever form you choose]
Setting: 20th December onwards, Infirmary, Any non-restricted floor
Format: Post in action, tags in prose or action
Summary: After being plagued with feelings of being kidnapped Wriggle's only solution is to try and offer someone else in her place.
Warnings: Drugs and dangerous chemicals, high possibility of injury.
[Wriggle browsed through the medicine labels, each making even less sense than the last. They must have something here that could help, something that could knock someone out long enough for them to be taken away. She didn't want to kill them, that might make them less desirable test subjects. Getting nowhere she slammed the cupboard door with a sound of frustration.
This was getting nowhere and she was growing more and more twitchy by the second. She'd just have to take a chance. From the shelves Wriggle grabbed a random selection of bottles, including cough medicine, a weak acid and as luck would have it, a bottle of chloroform. In her hurry she wasn't exactly careful and ended up knocking more than one bottle onto the floor, smashing it to pieces]
Dammnit!
[Now she had her weapon, all she needed was an unsuspecting victim. Wriggle may not have been book smart but she was crafty and she tried to set up distractions and mask her existence as much as she could. The things in her brain weren't letting her do that though. All it took was a nervous twitch, the buzzing over a misplaced distraction to give her away. If spotted her first reaction is to throw the liquid from whatever bottle she had in her victims face and hope for the best. If not then she'd try to get them to take the drug by whatever other means possible, even if it meant getting them in a headlock and forcing them to drink it]
ooc [Since Wriggle's approach is different for every person I don't mind how you set up the initial interaction. It can be prior to her attempts to drug your character or just after in whichever form you choose]
Dormitories
If she noticed anything, it was anyone's guess as she would turn her head to see what all she could hear so she would not bump into anyone in the hall.
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Silently she crept up behind her, she had no idea what the bottle in her hand was but she hoped it would do the trick. In one fluid motion she hooked her left arm around Meiling's neck and held on as tightly as she could.
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Meiling's first reaction was push away from the wall and try to pull the arm away from her neck. She's not trying as hard as she normally would, now that she was away from the wall. Her eyes are wide and open now, looking about frantically as she pulls on Wriggle's arm. She's scolding herself in her head, letting someone sneak up on her even while sick but this is past time for that.
"Let go, I'm warning you!"
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"I'm sorry to do this to you but I have to!" Wriggle pleaded, as if that would somehow get her to calm down.
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"Wriggle? What's going on? What are you doing?"
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"I'm sorry, I'm sorry I just can't go back!" she exclaimed as she pushed and pulled and tried to free herself. This had been a bad idea, a really bad idea and Wriggle didn't know why she thought it might work in the first place but she was in too deep now.
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This was whole thing had Meiling concerned and is was in her voice. She let go of Wriggle's arm and is trying to turn and face her, even if she could not see the other girl. Too much was going on around here...What had her so worked up?
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"That's the thing, I don't know where! They're doing something to my brain... I can't stand it..." she whined, letting her arms fall to the side. "I thought if I could knock you out they might take you in my place but..."
Infirmary
Despite the exhaustion from the constant shivering, the feeling of cold that wouldn't warm up no matter how many blankets, Sephiroth found it difficult to allow himself to get the rest he sorely needed. This was a prime example of the reason why. Ishtar wasn't there at this point, what if this were yet another crazed resident.]
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What's it to you!?
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So, he shrugged only at her. Not turning away though he was much too concerned for his own safety.]
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[She wasn't so loud this time, whoever it was didn't seem like they would lash out at her but the fact that they wouldn't take their eyes off her made Wriggle more and more anxious]
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[The raw vocal chords from his sore throat sounded even more pathetic when added to the exhaustion.]
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[Of course it was obvious she was doing something but Wriggle wasn't exactly the best at being sneaky, let alone lying to someone's face]
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[She was surely guilty of something, and that made it his concern since he was supposed to be resting just across the room.]
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[She stamped her foot on the ground in a childlike manner. How long had he been there and how much had he seen? It didn't matter much since he didn't know her intentions so if Wriggle kept denying it then he'd have to believe her eventually... right?]
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He could only continue to watch her silently, out of self preservation. There was no way he would even attempt to get some more rest with such a suspicious person in the room with him.]
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