Surgery

[animusnpcs]

Characters: Romeo, France, Ψiioniic, Germany, Kanaya, Romana, Dean
Setting: surgical suite
Monday: Romeo; Tuesday: France; Thursday: Ψiioniic; Friday: Germany & Kanaya; Saturday: Romana & Dean (and therefore forward-dated as needed)
Format: either
Summary: Special experimentation.
Warnings: extreme descriptive body horror/trauma/general unpleasantness
Note: Use your thread header! It has your character's name on it.

They all start the same. The red-collared retrieval units show up again, whether by force or not you're removed from your cell and brought to the elevator, taken deeper into the tower, emerging into a surgical suite. Wordlessly, they strap you to an operating table and inject you with a liquid the same color as your collar. It will remove pain entirely, although your nerves still work in all other respects.

There are five of them, and they're preparing various tools and machines. It's not like you're going anywhere.

Comments

[grimauxilatrix.livejournal.com]

[She flails for as long as possible and her mind screams at her to keep fighting against it but her body isn't listening to her anymore! She can't move, only watch as they cut her open. At first she thinks it is the same kind of paralysis she experienced when she first arrived here, but it didn't seem like it was going to be wearing off any time soon. So she took to watching, and by watching I mean glaring at those were cutting into her body.]

[She knew nothing good would come from being singled out like her and the seven others had been.]

[animusnpcs]

[Now that Kanaya had been more forcefully made cooperative, they resumed their work, slicing her open from collarbone to stomach, making neat incisions to pull the skin open and pin it down. If they thought an alien body was odd, or the jade green blood strange, they didn't show it, beginning the work of removing organs one by one and placing them on a large waiting table beside Kanaya.]

[grimauxilatrix.livejournal.com]

[Kanaya did all she could do, watch and wait for her death. As each organ was removed she was certain it would be her last moment, but she kept living. She didn't know why or how she was being kept alive, or if she should be thankful. Perhaps if she died she would wake up in her bed free of markings. She knew that was wishing for too much, so she kept living.]

[animusnpcs]

[Once her chest cavity was emptied and the table beside her full of carefully-removed organs, a new retrieval unit brought in an apparently stunned ghostly phantom such as the ones that had taken to haunting the Tower at night. With the empty space in her body it was easy enough to compress the phantom down and fit it inside.]

[grimauxilatrix.livejournal.com]

[Kanaya stared her organs, counting them. Were any left inside of her? She didn't think so? But she still couldn't feel her body so she couldn't feel empty or full. How does one feel full or organs? she wondered for a moment but there were more pressing matters at hand.]

[She recognized the phantom and couldn't fathom what they were going to do with it. If they wanted it to suck her life force then why keep her alive? There were easier ways to kill her. Then the phantom got inside of her. She wasn't expecting anything like that and didn't know how to react outside of widening her eyes.]

[animusnpcs]

[Now that the phantom was laying inside of her the work turned to stitching the organs back in. It was slow work--while they had a perfect memory and didn't misplace anything, it was a more delicate task putting organs back in than it was in taking them out. Occasionally the phantom would twitch, or make sluggish attempts at crawling back out, but a retrieval unit would always slide it back in, and it seemed too drugged to really put up a fight.]

[grimauxilatrix.livejournal.com]

[She could feel the phantom twitching inside of her, it was an odd feelings, as if one was super aware of the organs in their body and could feel every small movement. Still, she didn't know why the phantom was inside of her, what kind of effect it would produce, or if it would ever leave her.]

[It also seemed as if the phantom was more docile? Or perhaps in her drugged state it just seemed that way. But still, if she was drugged maybe that phantom was too, and she was sure it won't be happy when it snaps out of it.]

[At least she gets her organs back.] Why are you doing this?

[animusnpcs]

[The retrieval units showed no sign of knowing Kanaya had spoken at all; instead they finished their job and began the work of stitching her shut. The work had skill, but the stitches were thick and obvious, jade green thread on grey skin.

That was when the phantom woke up properly, and began pushing against the stitches in an attempt to escape.]

[grimauxilatrix.livejournal.com]

[For a moment she thought that maybe they just wanted to study troll biology and that the phantom meant nothing. Then the phantom started struggling.]

[She screamed. It was like nothing she had ever felt before.]

[animusnpcs]

[The stitches hold fast, but the phantom is quick to search for any other opening it can squirm out of, darting upward through her body. The retrieval units pay this no mind, instead wheeling her off to a recovery room.]

[grimauxilatrix.livejournal.com]

[Kanaya squirms as much as she can to no avail, the phantom won't calm down and is trying to rip its way out of her and oh gog where are they taking her now]

[animusnpcs]

[Once the retrieval units have wheeled her into the recovery room, she's left alone. The door is locked behind them.]