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Night 57: Operating Room (North)

Aug 05, 2011 12:15

[From here]Utena shivered immediately upon entering. Why was it so cold in here? There were machines everywhere. Were none of them on? They were supposed to keep things warm in a room, right? Was someone blasting the A.C.? God, it was making her sick, and she hadn't even been in the room for ten seconds yet ( Read more... )

utena, soma

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madeinthehrl August 5 2011, 19:55:07 UTC

They had emerged into an operating room of sorts, and Soma exhaled, grateful for the extra space. Utena had moved away slightly, setting her box down, and once again Soma felt sudden anger at the other girl's actions, though she couldn't figure out why. She tried to turn her thoughts elsewhere: it was cooler here, the equipment looked out-of-date compared to what she was used to...

And then Utena doubled over, clutching at her chest.

Soma froze in the doorway, caught between worry and that inexplicable rage bubbling up again. The intensity of it surprised her, in a distant sort of way; she wouldn't have thought she was capable of directing that kind of anger at anyone except Allelujah. Maybe Landel, if he were standing in front of her right now. But Utena?

It was the drug, that much was clear. Whatever she'd taken was causing all of this. Why had she done that again? It was stupid of her. Now Soma couldn't help her at all, and she was probably dying already--

Maybe it would be better to put her out of her misery, said a voice that ( ... )

roseoverture August 8 2011, 19:26:58 UTC

At this point, Utena barely even remembered that Soma was in the room with her. Hot and cold smashed and slid against one another inside her body. Utena fell to her side, still clutching her stomach and chest even as she found less and less arm left to do so with. Temperatures clashed on the surface, too, as her skin flared up again, more intense than before. Smooth skin became rough and pebbly before Utena's eyes, leaving her eyes wide and her jaw agape as she watched her steadily shrinking hand turn red and mottled grey.

She tried to cry out again. What's happening? What did I take? It hurts! she wanted to yell. All that came out, however, was a strangled sound as the muscles in her throat shifted, and her already-open jaw unhinged. It looked and felt as though the bottom part of her jaw would fall off at any moment, like that of a rotting corpse ( ... )

madeinthehrl August 8 2011, 19:40:01 UTC

It was the sheer magnitude of what was happening that stayed Soma's hand, if only for a moment. Even the drug she'd taken couldn't compete with the pure horror she felt as Utena--shifted was the only word she could think of, because no words could do justice to that face stretching and cracking like something was pulling it apart. What had that stuff done to her? What had they been thinking?She stumbled back, pushing back her nausea and grabbing reflexively at the katana hilt, finally reacting the only way she knew how. It was suddenly warmer in here, despite the chill of the AC she'd only felt moments ago--was that Utena, or was that just the adrenaline surging through her ( ... )

roseoverture August 8 2011, 21:32:13 UTC

It was her eyes that let Utena avoid the fatal blow. Completely black now, they let her see far better in the dark than a human could, and she caught the sharp slash above her head just in time to push herself out of the way. The movement was clumsy, however; the sword still caught a chunk of Utena's rapidly shortening hair. The tuft of pink left behind shrivelled up and turned to ash as the rest of her hair slowly sucked itself back up into her scalp, strands thickening and turning to red and grey scales at the roots ( ... )

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