towerofanimus | (no subject)

Characters: The Handmaid and YOU
Setting: Fourth floor!
Format: Action
Summary: The Handmaid is not taking very well to being trapped.
Warnings: None?

[When she first wakes up, for a split second, she thinks she's done something wrong and this is English's way of punishing her. Paralyzing her is certainly his style, but taking away her clothes and belongings is not. So she's wary. When she finds the trunk with all of her belongings carefully stowed away, even more alarm bells go off, and when she can't use her majyyks to turn back time to a point before she was here, she is enraged.

So she explores the castle, stalking the halls with a surly look on her face and her wands clutched tightly in her hands. The first floor she finds with an opening to the outside world somehow neutralizes her flying abilities, and by the time she makes it to the fourth floor with its glass walls, she is seething. It's bringing back memories of her time in Doc Scratch's care, and her first instinct is to shatter the windows with her majyyks.

Of course, that doesn't work.]

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[She crosses her arms.]

They've experimented on all of you?

Some more than others. [He grimaces] A few weeks ago a massive experiment occurred. Six of us were taken, including my moirail, and disfigured horrifically. During the same period, we all experienced symptoms, such as paranoia or hallucinations. It became so bad that the people with the symptoms attacked the other victims and killed them. Then the victims were returned, back to normal.

[She scowls.]

What did you do?

[An answering scowl. What's she implying?] I protected Psi as long as I could, but I got paranoid, and... [His eyes flicker away and down for a moment] I didn't kill him, but he ran and someone else got him later. I don't know why they ended the experiment, though. I guess they had what they needed.

[That wasn't what she was implying.]

I mean what did you do to the people who experimented on you?

Nothing yet. [His scowl deepens with frustration] I'm trying to find a way to get at them.

[She falls silent for a long moment, studying him.]

Who else is helping you?

Quite a few people. [He crooks a grin] A bunch of aliens and troll wrigglers, and Psiioniic, of course, and I've made a deal with the Condesce as well.

And...you, I hope?

[She stares at him incredulously.]

The Condesce?

[This is why it was never hard to incite riots. They all have a death wish anyway.]

[He rolls his eyes] This is a small place. I find myself with the support of a large number of the trolls in this place, and a few others. But the ones that don't support me are violently - and murderously - against me, and support her.

The Condesce and I made a deal, that we'd work together for this mutually beneficial goal of getting our nubs the fuck out of this hellhole. Then we can go back to being mortal enemies. [He spreads his hands and shrugs] I fully expect an assassination attempt at any moment.

[She wonders if he knows what he's going back to, and decides it doesn't matter. He gets a scowl.]

I'll help.

[He smiles] Glad to have you on board.

What's your plan?

It's hard to have a firm plan right now, because we're at the information gathering stage. We need to know the extent of their abilities, and what they really want.

We're working on breaking into the laboratory area, though. Hopefully we'll learn something there.

When?

Soon as I can. Shit keeps disrupting everything around here, but when I can get everyone together, we'll go.