Ami held onto Daisy, offering what comfort she could. She pitched her voice low, her mouth close to Daisy's ear and hoped that the words didn't carry. "Rose and Claire are fine. Rescue is coming for us. We just have to hang on. I talked to Scott."
Well talked wasn't precisely the words she was looking for, but it was close enough.
"As I was saying, Miss Adair has remarkable healing abilities." Sakai's voice was uncomfortably close. Ami's head jerked up and she was surprised to see that the woman – and her "colleague" and two guards had drifted closer.
"What have you done to her?" Ami demanded again.
"It's not what we've done to her, it's what you're going to make us do to her if you don't cooperate." As she spoke, Sakai knelt in front of them. There was no where for Ami or Daisy to go; they were effectively ringed in.
Ami's eyes went wide with panic as Sakai produced a flash of steel. It happened so quickly that it took a moment for Ami to realize that the woman had sliced then plunged the blade of a scalpel right into Daisy's throat. Blood, bright and red sprayed out, splattering Ami and Daisy and the mad scientist brigade.
"No!" Ami shrieked, horrified. This close to Daisy, holding her, she felt the woman's rising panic, and her friend's pain. Daisy convulsed in her arms, hands uselessly scrabbling and clawing at the scalpel.
There was blood, so much blood and all Ami could do was sit. She heard screams, she felt pain and horror and amusement and curiosity, but she couldn't make sense of it. Daisy bleeding out from a horrible throat wound was the center of her vision.
It was the sharp, stinging pain in her jaw that temporarily made her vision blacken and her head loll before she focused that brought her back. Somehow, someway, she'd been separated from Daisy, and Fisher held her far more tightly and closely than was necessary. Daisy still lie on the floor, but the scalpel was gone and she was still breathing, but also gurgling up blood and bubbles.
Sakai's face filled Ami's line of vision. "Pay attention, because I'm certain that Miss Adair does not wish to repeat this exercise. She's not dying and she's not dead. Watch and learn all about what a delightful freak your friend is."
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[Ami] We Band of Buggered (tag Daisy)
Date: 2006-08-06 02:08 pm (UTC)Well talked wasn't precisely the words she was looking for, but it was close enough.
"As I was saying, Miss Adair has remarkable healing abilities." Sakai's voice was uncomfortably close. Ami's head jerked up and she was surprised to see that the woman – and her "colleague" and two guards had drifted closer.
"What have you done to her?" Ami demanded again.
"It's not what we've done to her, it's what you're going to make us do to her if you don't cooperate." As she spoke, Sakai knelt in front of them. There was no where for Ami or Daisy to go; they were effectively ringed in.
Ami's eyes went wide with panic as Sakai produced a flash of steel. It happened so quickly that it took a moment for Ami to realize that the woman had sliced then plunged the blade of a scalpel right into Daisy's throat. Blood, bright and red sprayed out, splattering Ami and Daisy and the mad scientist brigade.
"No!" Ami shrieked, horrified. This close to Daisy, holding her, she felt the woman's rising panic, and her friend's pain. Daisy convulsed in her arms, hands uselessly scrabbling and clawing at the scalpel.
There was blood, so much blood and all Ami could do was sit. She heard screams, she felt pain and horror and amusement and curiosity, but she couldn't make sense of it. Daisy bleeding out from a horrible throat wound was the center of her vision.
It was the sharp, stinging pain in her jaw that temporarily made her vision blacken and her head loll before she focused that brought her back. Somehow, someway, she'd been separated from Daisy, and Fisher held her far more tightly and closely than was necessary. Daisy still lie on the floor, but the scalpel was gone and she was still breathing, but also gurgling up blood and bubbles.
Sakai's face filled Ami's line of vision. "Pay attention, because I'm certain that Miss Adair does not wish to repeat this exercise. She's not dying and she's not dead. Watch and learn all about what a delightful freak your friend is."