Have mercy on me! He clings to the hem of her gown

[hurtandscared]

Who: Alessa and 6
When: Thursday of Saw week (why yes we are backtagging)
Where: 6's room, 16B
Summary: Alessa's a massive hypocrite with very flagrant double-standards. The facility thinks it's time she actually punished someone she loves.
Rating: PG-13 to R
Warnings: Violence, child abuse, and mind-rape.

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[6toleadus]

6 knew this wasn't where he was supposed to be. It wasn't his room, because it just didn't feel the same. No restraints held him down, because all it takes is a closed door to keep him from escaping any given situation, yet something about this place felt oppressive. Or maybe it wasn't the place, but rather a realization tied to it. Nervous metallic tapping echoed in the space as he looked around with dread.

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Alessa perked up at the sound of the tapping. "Who's there?"

Then a light came on. A painfully bright one that just made a beam. Alessa has to squint to allow her eyes to adjust, but now she and 6 are visible to each other. "6...?"

[6toleadus]

He didn't have time to even process that familiar voice before the room was full of light. He shrank back slightly, wishing for some place to hide.

" ... y-yes ... "

This was all becoming so familiar. And when situations did that, it was normally a bad thing.

((ooc; Do you want to take Val or should I?))

[hurtandscared]

Alessa squirmed, very not okay with this situation.

A piece of paper is in front of 6. It's folded up neatly with the words 'read me out loud' written on it.

Inside, it reads:

Alessa,

Your task is to judge and punish, yet you sit back and allow the sinful to walk free because of your own feelings for them. You know his sins. Punish him for it within the next thirty minutes or the rings around your limbs will shoot out spikes and bleed you to death. You will not come back with limbs you lose.

Judgment day, Alessa.

Soul piece,

You as a whole have escaped punishment for destruction you have wrought. Now there is only you as a piece to take the punishment.

((OOC: Val isn't talking out in these traps, I don't think; it was almost always in a note.))

[6toleadus]

Even in the darkest times, he could never ignore paper. And despite what many seemed to think, he actually could read. He was better at reading the different letters, the ones some people thought were just scribbles of nonsense, but these were alright too. So he unfolded the note and did as it had instructed, or at least did the best he could at that. Certain words tripped him up, both with their complexity and with the darkness attached to them, and he would stutter and have to try multiple times to just get the word out at all. He didn't want to say these things, they were awful evil things that felt like poison

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Alessa listened quietly, her face very difficult to read.

Then when 6 finished, she crossed her arms, nodding in understanding. "Okay. We have to wait thirty minutes, then. Have any idea how we can pass the time?"

For her, the choice was very clear. She didn't even know why the Consortium bothered threatening her with a physical punishment. She would gladly take it for 6's sake.

[6toleadus]

" ... n-no ... no. T-they say, break you. And ... can not f-fix you."

He could always be fixed, put back together regardless of what others did to him, because he wasn't human. He didn't have blood and bones and flesh, but she did. It was an awful thing to break a human, he didn't want to see it happen and know that it could have been stopped. Especially if that human was her.

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...Oh. Now she saw why they were threatening her physically. It wasn't to get to her. It was to get to him.

She shook her head, clenching one fist. "Wouldn't be the first time I haven't been fixed. I'm still here, aren't I?" She examined him, her tiny delicate friend, so fragile. "You don't know the things I do. You'd be the one who couldn't be fixed."

[6toleadus]

" ... w-want ... to live. But, not meant to ... not m-meant to ... for long."

He didn't really know any other way to state the truth. When you live your whole short life knowing you're marked to die, and when no matter how alive you feel you know you'll never be 'really alive', you have to be okay with the idea of death and being broken so badly that you just can't be fixed.

"C-can't let them break you ... too awful ... too cruel ... "

Not her, and not because of him. It just couldn't happen. It wasn't fair.

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"Neither am I. I was supposed to die a while ago."

She purses her lips, trying to understand. Her pain hurts people. Her pain hurts people she cares about. 6 is getting hurt either way.

"And I don't want to break you, either."

[6toleadus]

Then, he thinks, he should understand that he's got nothing to loose. Besides, he would always choose a human's safety over his own simply because of what he was made to do.

"Not living. Alive ... b-but ... not living. Not human stuff. Fake."

But not 'machine', no he will never refer to himself with that word.

"So ... if broken ... can fix. Is alright."

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She shook her head, looking away, but her resolve was beginning to waver. Which option would cause more harm to him?

"You're not fake. You can't fix everything."

[6toleadus]

"Can try."

It's true that there's not a person or thing in the world that's safe from everything. But, he's a lot safer than most. He's been ripped to bits before and is still there, still alive.

"Do not want you hurt. Would hurt with you."

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She was quiet for a while, staring at the wall, her arms crossed.

"...You sure about this?"

[6toleadus]

"Yes."

Afraid, ya, but very certain. It would be wrong of him to allow another living thing to hurt when he could prevent it. And it would absolutely shatter him to be responsible for a friend's suffering.

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She chewed the inside of her cheek, then scrubbed her face. "Fine. Come closer, then." Her voice was dead. Tired. "This is going to hurt."