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loki and yasuragi

CAPTIVE GAME: pep!pep! & Nemesis

[ You're in a room with no doors or windows, about the size of a living room. Depending on how many of you are around, it might feel a little cramped. The walls and ceiling are draped with fabrics, the floor covered in colorful rugs and piles of sitting cushions, but you can see the dirt ground and untreated wood walls peeking through in places. There are three or so oil lamps to light the space, each placed on a stump-like round little table that isn't big enough to hold much else. It's kind of cozy, but...

Most of the cushions are embroidered with an array of colors, but there's one pillow in particular, set aside from the rest, that's one solid color – Senpai's position color. ]

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Nemesis-kun--

[She wants to say it's going to be okay, but...

[She slumps down against one of the rear walls, trying to make herself small.]

It's... just me.

[Ppppauses, not doing the best job at seeming calm]

...What--what's going on?

I'm... supposed to make you cry. They took Senpai-kun, I think.

[She scoots forward a little.]

Do you want me to untie you?

[Hesitates again--from her expression, this sounds like a trick question. She purses her lips, tension in her frame and still trying to somehow work the bonds loose. (Why hadn't she gotten a knife installed in her arm or something? Stupid)]

...Cry how?

[She moves a little closer again.

[Fidgets.]

They... I think we're supposed to be torturing each other. To save our unitmates. But - I don't know. I don't know if I can.

[Finally stills, pursing her lips]

...What happens to you if you don't?

I'm not sure... Maybe nothing. But - Senpai won't be brought back until I do. I don't know where he is.

Probably not with Avante.

...So he's trapped with somebody else too, huh? Until he cries, I guess?

[Anxiously working her wrists again, attempting to twist her hands free]

Fun times...shoulda expected, with these fucks running it...

It's okay. I can get that.

[She bends, slowly and carefully working at the knots in the ropes about Nemesis's wrists.]

I don't think he cries very easily.

He ain't the only one.

[Tense at having someone behind her, but also, being untied is stupidly relieving... once her hands are free she'll snatch them to her chest, nervously rubbing her right wrist]

You ain't that great at torture, Wednesday.

[A pause]

...Uh, thanks.

It's all right.

[She goes for the rope around her ankles next.]

I - any other time, I'd be glad of that. But...

I don't know. I just don't think I can do this. I - I'll have to make it up to him later, I suppose...

[If you can.]

Something tells me he don't expect you to be the torture master... But--I mean, I could help, if you wanted...

Maybe that's the best way.

I don't care if we win or not. I just want you both back where you belong.

[...oh no]

[Shifts to sit more comfortably on the cushions, visibly less tense now that she's not tied up]

...You guys should try and fight for yourselves sometimes, though. I mean--not to look a gift horse in the mouth, but... I guess you could rough me up some, if you had to? You, not the beef.

How...?

[She giggles a little, at the implausibility of it.]

It'd be terrible. Like...

[She picks up a cushion. Baps Nemesis gently on the head.

[paff.]

[Snickers a little]

Basically exactly like that, just more so. Eventually you'd wear me down, right?

Maybe if I got really annoying?

[paff

[paff]

...Okay, now it does kinda just seem like a sad pillow fight. Either needs more people or more force, for sure.

Um...

[Hi my name is Wednesday I don't think I have ever hit someone in my life.

[She drops the pillow.]

I - the only thing I have is this...

[She sits back, flexing her fingers; an arc of electricity briefly crackles between them.]

But... it's not right.

[Well-- She sits up on her knees, thinking more about what her position is here]

...You ever tried it? Being shocked, I mean.

I don't tend to use it much. I haven't found it much... help, before.

[She's clearly thinking of something else.

[But--]

Um... Gladio-san? You have Bzzt, don't you?

Do you think you could use it on me?

Edited 2020-07-20 23:52 (UTC)

[Waits to see how this plays out first, but touches a button on the forearm of her prosthetic, which begins to glow a faint purple color]

[Was keeping his mind preoccupied so he didn't eavesdrop on your convo. Looks over when you talk to him, though.]

What.

Why?

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