crossing_lostrp | [Ami] Half-Light

Five, maybe six days into her captivity, she'd lost count at the beginning and couldn't be certain, Ami's life fell into a routine: breakfast, shower, "interview" with Ethan, lunch and then an indeterminate stretch where she might be left to her devices, subjected to more blood tests and injections, or drilled and questioned by a clinically cold Asian woman. While Ethan psychoanalyzed her, always under the pretense of making her life "here more comfortable" – and Ami never for one moment doubted that it was pretense – the woman bombarded her with questions regarding her abilities and how far she could stretch them. Unlike Ethan, Dr. Sakai – Ami tricked the dinner nurse, Steph, into revealing the name of the woman on the fourth evening – did not hold the captivity of Ami's friends over her head as a threat, though she did reveal and hint at far deeper and greater knowledge than she should have had regarding Ami and Megabyte, the Tomorrow People in general, Scott, Walt, River and Mara than the woman should have been privy to.

Sakai's questions were concise and direct without subterfuge. When they were not, they were simply confusing and frustrating and often embarrassing.

"Did either of your parents have paranormal abilities?"

"No," Ami repeated the same answer that she'd given the day before and the day before that. "I've told you this before. No, my parents were both perfectly normal."

"Grandparents? Aunts? Uncles? Cousins?"

"No already! Am I even speaking English?"

"No brothers or sisters?"

Ami folded her arms beneath her breasts and glared at the woman from the pseudo-safety of her bed. She'd long grown tired of answering the same questions over and over again.

Dr. Sakai returned her stare for a long moment. Finally, heaving a sigh, she flipped to another page in her clipboard. "Are you fertile? Have you ever monitored or measured your fertility?"

*That* was new. Ami actually felt herself frown before she could stop it. "I don't know. No. Why would I?"

"Is your partner fertile?"

"What's that got to do with anything? You're holding me here to find out what Scott's sperm count is? Rather have that arse over tit, don't you, then?" Ami learned early on that trying not to name names or identify her fellow survivors and castaways served no practical purpose. Sakai knew the people, and pretending only made the questioning sessions drag onward.

"How often would you say that you and Mr. Hayden engaged in sexual intercourse on a daily basis?"

The question angered her, mortified her and saddened her all at once. It was none of this woman's business, this woman – this pseudo-doctor who held her captive against her will and was keeping her *away* from Scott, didn't have the right to ask such things or to expect an answer. The asking itself reminded her of the ache and emptiness she felt, of the hollow just beyond her senses where Scott should have been, but couldn't be felt.

"None of your bloody business."

"Did you have intercourse the morning before you were brought here?"

"I'm not going to answer that!"

She didn't answer, and those questions were never asked again.

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Consciousness returned with shattering suddenness. It felt like being awakened by having a firehose turned on you--a firehose full of icy water. Daisy thrashed and gasped, trying to get away from it but there was no escape. She came to quivering alertness kneeling on the floor of the security office. She felt so awake and sober her teeth hurt.

"Jesus, what was that?" she asked the room at large.

"N-Narcan," the security guard said from where he was lurking near the far wall. "It always affects people that way." He edged a little closer. "You said..." he began. "You promised," he pointed at the body on the floor next to Daisy. His body.

"Yeah, yeah," Daisy said. She looked around and then stretched out an arm to pick up the dart pistol he'd used on her. "Come here," she said.

"W-what are you going to do with that?"

Daisy snapped her fingers impatiently, glancing at the monitors. "Are we going to do this or not?" she asked.

The guard edged closer, holding out his hand, clearly unhappy. Daisy grabbed his wrist and yanked him off-balance so he fell. He fell across--or in some strange way, into--his vacant body and the ghostly form vanished. The unconscious guard stirred.

Daisy shot him with the dart pistol and he went still again. Then she dropped the pistol and turned to Ami. "What did I miss?"

I am so loving Daisy here. Loving this thread. Loving the insanity and the proactive escaping goodness.

Thanks, I'm glad you're liking it. It's fun!

Rose watched the kid warily. She was one big muscle ache, and her head was throbbing like a drum. The kid was a new variable. She hadn't seen her in this hell before. But she wielded a needle, which she had jabbed into Rose's thigh.

"Now I'm getting the nursing students?" Rose didn't even bother tugging at the cuffs.

"Nah, you're getting an antiestablishment rebel... sort of." The girl unlocked the cuffs.

Rose rubbed her wrists, noting the red rings. There were no guards. And the kid was flashing the key and the syringe at the camera.

"You're trying to trick me, yeah?" Rose curled into herself a bit. She hated that she was shaking. "See if I try to take the bait so you can hurt Ami or Claire. I've faced mindfucks before, ya know."

"Your friends are making their own luck. They're in the surveillance room right now. Well, one and a half of them."

Rose frowned, trying to work out the riddle. "Ami and Claire? Claire had the baby?"

"Nope. Be ready for it."

Rose sat up straight as she felt the sudden jolt of energy hit her system. It had been a stimulant. She felt like she should be running for her life, or towards danger, or any of the other mad, exhilarating things she usually did with the Doctor.

"Come on, we have to move," Alex prompted Rose, helping the woman off of the bed. She didn't know how long they had before the place went into full lockdown, or what the reprecussions would be if Dr. Carlson got pissed off enough, but then again, Alex didn't intend to let Rose, Claire, Daisy or Ami be around long enough to find out.

(And at least I got Reenie to safety.)

"Once we're in the hall, I'll get you through the main door. It's security locked. Just keep straight down the hall and you'll come to the security room. That's where Daisy is."

"What are you going to do?" Rose demanded.

"I'm going to rescue Claire," Alex grinned giddily.

*This* really was fun.

We seem to be making a habit of cross posting tonight. ::grin::

Actually, I didn't think it was cross-posting. This post flows nicely into your Rose one, I thought.

Relieved to see that Daisy was up and alert again, Ami resisted the urge to run to the woman and give her a hug. Actually, she didn't know if she could give Daisy a hug, and that helped the resistance. It was unsettling to wonder what would happen if she ran thru Daisy or some other weirdness.

To distract herself from the unsettling imagery, Ami indicated the monitor with a slight nod of her head. "Alex is freeing Rose. One of the nurses, Steph, I think, is guarding Claire. And we've trouble headed in this direction."

"Who's Alex?"

"The girl," Ami waved at the screen again. "I don't know her story. I don't think she's a prisoner, but I don't think she's completely free either. And," Ami pointed at a different monitor, "That's the exit. The way out of here."

Worrying her lip nervously, Ami looked away from the monitors to face Daisy. "How long is it safe like this? For me?"

[Ami] Half-Light

[Daisy] Rude Awakening (tag Ami)

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[Rose] Huh… is this a revolution?

[Alex] Getting a Move on (tag Rose)

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[Ami] Up to Speed (tag Daisy)