tells me all the ways he's gonna mess me up

Jan 14, 2011 23:40

WHO: Katurian and Heine
WHERE: Super jail
WHEN: Early morning Saturday
WARNINGS: Violent imagery, dark themes, possibly violence.
SUMMARY: Katurian sees something in the shadows.
FORMAT: oh god. Starting out with tl;dr (I'm not joking), going to either paragraph or quickpara from there.

smacks you in the head, knifes you in the neck, kicks you in the teeth )

katurian katurian | the pillowman, † heine rammsteiner | the dog

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thisstraydog January 15 2011, 05:33:48 UTC
[ Before the screaming started, Heine's plan had been to ignore Katurian's...whatever it was. Heine has had his fair share of nightmares. He knows that when he startles himself awake, the last thing he wants is some asshole he barely knows looming over him, asking questions, poking and prodding at things that don't belong to them. It's a violation of privacy, one that Heine doesn't want to commit.

But then the screaming starts, ear-splitting screams that make Heine's head throb and the Dog lurch to attention, slavering and whining in the back of Heine's head as it strains against his leash, and there's nothing for Heine to do but leap up, voice breaking on a snarl. ]

Shut up. Quiet.

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afeatherpillow January 15 2011, 22:01:41 UTC
[Heine's voice reminds of him where he is. He stops screaming, but the screams carry on without him, flooding his ears from the inside like they did so many years ago, echoing inside his skull, making his legs weak like jelly. He's a little boy again, surrounded by torture and sorrow and never-ending bad dreams. His parents. His parents.

He bites down on his own hand. Hard. Blood is in his mouth, and he uses that to convince himself not to scream again. He uses it to try to wake himself up. This can't be happening.]

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thisstraydog January 16 2011, 23:20:36 UTC
It's not real.

[ Breathe.

He can smell the blood. The Dog is so alert it's almost distracting. Heine scowls. Fucking roommates. ]

Get a fucking grip.

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afeatherpillow January 16 2011, 23:40:45 UTC
[He can't feel - or doesn't notice - the pain. It could be happening to another hand millions of miles away. It felt like his whole body was millions of miles away.]

N-No. They're out there, they're finally here, I need-- I need to get out! You have to get me out!

[He tears around and grips the bar. With all his strength, he shakes at it. The metal clinks against the doorway.]

LET ME OUT!

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thisstraydog January 17 2011, 01:40:15 UTC
Shut the fuck up!

[ He hates touching people. He hates physical contact. But he does reach over to drag Katurian away from the bars. His voice is carrying, and that can't be good for either of them. ]

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afeatherpillow January 17 2011, 03:58:27 UTC
[He thrashes in Heine's grip, struggling to get away, get away now, what if they come back, what if they hurt someone and he isn't there to stop it? He jabs an elbow at his chest.]

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thisstraydog January 17 2011, 08:26:05 UTC
Fucking--stop it.

[ It comes out on a real growl, visceral and violent, ripping from Heine's chest and vibrating around the room before he can stop himself. The Dog is wild with delight and Heine can hear people stirring around them. This has to stop. ]

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afeatherpillow January 27 2011, 05:25:48 UTC
[With the sound of the growl, Katurian feels all of his bones rumble, all of his organs, and his legs go limp underneath him. In Heine's grip, he starts sobbing.]

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thisstraydog January 27 2011, 05:30:18 UTC
Oh fucking Christ.

[ Heine almost drops Katurian. It's only luck that keeps Heine's fingers knotted up in Katurian's shirt, keeping the sobbing man upright. He shakes him impatiently once, before pushing him up against the wall and pressing a hand over his mouth. ]

Everyone's going to hear you!

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afeatherpillow January 27 2011, 05:44:59 UTC
[Katurian is all shakes and shudders, old sounds swallowing his ears and whatever strength he has left. He's bitten hard enough into his hand that the blood is dripping down his fingers, sprinkling the concrete floor.

Against the wall, he panics.

The panic doesn't come from anything in particular, just flashes of lights and waves of dread, like night terrors. He jerks in Heine's grip, murmuring through his hand, before slamming his own head backwards into the wall. He chokes, stunned.]

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thisstraydog January 27 2011, 05:54:46 UTC
Fucking--stop.

[ The memory of Lily is so sharp it hurts. This reminds him of her, of her thrashing in his grip as he crooned soft, soothing things into her ear. Lily, stop. Calm down. he'd said, but he doesn't know how to say those things anymore, how to hold Katurian and soothe away the panic. All of those things were lost to Heine when he opened his eyes and found Lily's severed head in his hands.

He doesn't know what to do anymore. ]

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afeatherpillow January 27 2011, 17:15:17 UTC
[With time, Katurian closes his eyes and stops struggling, but he doesn't stop crying, the sobs falling to whimpers and occasional muttered pleas into Heine's hand. His body shakes so hard that his shoulders and head tap against the wall. Like imprecise Morse code.

The lights snap on in the hallway.]

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thisstraydog January 27 2011, 17:18:43 UTC
Shit.

[ There's someone on the other side of the bars, staring at them. Heine tenses immediately, every muscle in his body coiling for a fight. The people here are afraid of him, he knows that. He doesn't care. ]

What the fuck do you want?

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