PART 11

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DURARARA!! KINK MEME PT.11
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He collapses to the floor in a shaky heap of awkward limbs, his hands fumbling a bit while he checks to be sure that all the wires have been pulled free and the unit he dove into is completely disconnected from the system, even though he knows he must be. His awareness is even more blunted and strangely focused and leaves him wanting to look over his shoulder.

They have turned him into this panicky, paranoid, trembling thing and in that one moment he thinks he could kill. Objectivity be damned.

"What the hell?"

...someone's here someone's here someone's here someone's here....

There is nothing but those two words rattling through his mind in a shrieking loop. Of course there would be someone working here, it's a research laboratory. He's lucky that it's only one man who has staggered to his feet and is heading for the door. Only one man that he clumsily lunges after and knocks down. Knocks his head against the floor. Once, twice... and he forces himself to stop at three because he doesn't have time for this.

Get out. Take his clothes and get out. There's no time for revenge. There's no time to get used to this. Just get out.

Stripping the man down and getting himself dressed is an awkward sort of chore. Partly because of the thrum of worry pulsing through him, partly because he can't quite seem to make these (his?) limbs and fingers do what he wants them to. By the time he finishes and shakily heaves himself to his feet it's been over five minutes. Five minutes too long.

It takes everything he has to not keep looking over his shoulder the instant he steps outside of the lab. He's too strange. Too obvious. A tiny bit too short and thin for the "borrowed" clothing to fit properly and he looks nothing like the picture on the ID badge. His limbs feel strange and awkward and he has to think about them too much, that simple fact enough to make every movement a little bit clumsy and not quite right.

He is going to get caught. They'll pull him out of this borrowed body and lock him away again. And they certainly won't fall for the same trick twice. He'll never get another chance to escape and they'll poke and prod and pull him open until....

Until there is nothing left of him.