[Scene] Mimi lies to Matt about Godot's threat
Matt: *Tapping his foot repeatedly on the floor of his cell, Matt gives a small sigh of relief the moment all the cells in the block are unlocked for dinner. He has been wondering why Mimi never replied to him in her private entry to him and it has been bothering him all day long. Now he finally has a chance to talk to her. The moment his cell door opens, he steps outside and looks in the direction...
Matt:...of Mimi's cell before striding over to it quickly.*
Mimi: *It’s hard not to spot Matt heading over to her cell-- though the moment she spots him she slowly averts her eyes, looking outwardly nervous and jittery. She hasn’t quite left the cell by the time he reaches it.*
Matt: *Reaching her cell, he grins a little too wide as he grips the cell door frame and leans in slightly.* Mimi...How are you?
Mimi: *She looks to him then, far from smiling.* How do you think I am, Matt? *She asks, brows lowered.*
Matt: Well...*His voice lowers, the smiling falling from his face as he glances around. Everyone else has already left for the cafeteria. He looks back to her, eyes narrowed.* I would know if you would TELL me.
Mimi: *The woman recoils back, her own eyes darting away once more.* I couldn't stay in the computer lab any longer. It... it couldn't be helped.
Matt: *His expressions softens, only slightly, and he nods. Straigtening up, he steps into her cell and closer to her. His voice takes a very soft tone, as he reaches out to place a hand on her shoulder.* What happened?
Mimi: *Even then she doesn't relax, but looks more nervous than before as she tugs at the bottom of her sweater.* I-It was different from his stunt in therapy. What he said about you Matt, a-and what he almost did to me... *She trails off, fidgeting and still refusing to meet his eyes.*
Matt: What he said about me? What he almost did to you?! Tell me!
Mimi: *She reaches up and holds onto his wrist, though she doesn’t remove his hand from her shoulder.* He called you a rapist, Matt. He told me I was lucky for now with you, being willing, but… with him… *Her grip tightens.* He said that once… once you’re out of the picture, I’m up next. Matt-- Matt, the guards didn’t even try to stop him..!
Matt: *The eye under his fringe of hair twitches violently as he grits his teeth.* W-WHAT?! He actually said that?! *Glancing behind his shoulder, he looks to make sure no one has returned and is glad to find the hall is still empty. Looking back to Mimi, he sighs loudly, his chest rising and falling in an attempt to calm himself. He doesn't want to get too upset in the woman's...
Matt:...presence* Mimi... Look at me.
Mimi: *It takes a moment before Mimi drags her gaze up back to Matt’s, though she shivers slightly beneath the hand on her shoulder as she does.*
Matt: Hey...*He shoots her a dazzling grin before squeezing her shoulder sympathetically.* Lets sit and chat for a bit, okay? Stop looking so paranoid. You know Matt will take care of you, right?
Mimi: *The woman lowers her gaze and nods, releasing her grip on his wrist.* Keep him away from me, Matt, and I won’t have to be so paranoid anymore.
Matt: *Keeping his hand on her shoulder, he nods with her.* I will. *He gives her a small push towards her bed to get her to sit down.*
Mimi: *Mimi lets out a small huff of breath as she’s pushed back, and sits back onto the bed with a nervous frown.* ... Good.
Matt: *Sitting down next to her, Matt removes his hand from her shoulder and instead slips it around her waist.* Now first...That freak is getting out soon enough and I am not going anywhere so you don't have to worry about him getting to you, okay? I will do everything in my power to make sure of that.
Mimi: *She still feels tense, even as she presses in close to the man.* Alright. Good. *She repeats, fingers smoothing out the fabric of her skirt. The movement is twitchy and restless as she shifts against him.*
Matt: *He can't help but notice how twitchy she is. He wants to know what was going on and he wants to know now.* Now. Tell me exactly what happened. Everything.
Mimi: *The woman doesn't answer immediately, and instead shifts away from the man subtly, pressing her legs together as her fingers tug at the hem of her skirt. She knows the man will see it though-- and in fact, she's counting on it.*
Matt:...Mimi. *His eyes trail down to her legs, watching her slow movements. His mind wanders to one conclusion, but he can hardly believe it himself.* Did he..? He wouldn't... Mimi?
Mimi: *She keeps her eyes averted, her posture tense as a small tremble takes hold of her form.* I-I told you Matt. The... the guards, they... didn't do anything. He... *She bites at her bottom lip hard.*
Matt: *Freezing, Matt isn't quite sure how to react to that. The arm around her waist pulls her closer to him and he rests his head against hers. His voice drops to a low, sad, almost caring tone.* Mimi...
Mimi: *She leans into the man, but her nervous trembling doesn't stop.* I know you can keep this from happening again, *She murmurs, hesitantly, sounding almost vulnerable. One of her hands finally leaves her own lap to instead rest against Matt’s knee, still tense just like the rest of her form.* You... will, won’t you? Keep him away from me. P-Please, Matt...
Matt: Yeah, babe. Totally. Of course... What did he say? Did he say he was coming after you again or what? I gotta know what is going on if you want me to tell...
Mimi: *When she nods the motion is stiff, and her fingers press into his knee.* He did. After... he was done with you first.
Matt: *Breathes in deeply at the touch, his eyes drifting from his leg to her face.* Did he say what he was going to do? To me that is?
Mimi: *She shakes her head with a fresh, worried frown.* No... No, he didn't.
Matt: Dammit.*Glances away from Mimi, looking out at the empty hall. Not only did he have to protect Mimi from Godot, but he had to protect himself too.*
Mimi: *The woman’s own gaze travels, resting on Matt’s face long enough for him to feel it as she leans further into his hold, fingers giving another brief squeeze as if to draw back his attention.*
Matt: *Feeling her eyes on him, he looks back to meet her gaze, still not sure what he plans on doing to keep himself from getting hurt.*
Mimi: You'll... take care of it before anything happens again, Matt. He's... he's a threat to us both.
Matt: Take care of it? *Frowns.* What do you want me to do?
Mimi: *A bit of her nervous expression seems to fade as he frowns down at her, and this time she doesn't withdraw her stare.* Keep him away, get rid of him-- I don't care how Matt.
Matt:...*He merely stares back at her for a few long moments, not able to bring himself to speak. He knows exactly what she is asking for and as much as he wants to deny her, he knows it would be for the best for both of them.* Okay.
Mimi: *She turns, and presses her forehead against his shoulder- successfully hiding a brief flicker of relief across her features. She inhales quietly, and the hand at his knee finally slides away, resting back in her own lap.* Thank you.
Matt: *Suddenly smirks, his hand moving to her knee.* And what do I get for all this?
Mimi: *The woman blinks, one brow ticking slightly before she's looking back up to him, forcing the smallest of smirks back at him in return.* Whatever you want from me, Matty. *She murmurs, tilting her head.*
Matt: *Pushing down all paranoia, he leans in and steals a kiss from her, telling himself that this is not just to distract himself from the task at hand. The grip of the hand on her knee tightens.*
Mimi: *Her gaze flickers down to his hand on her knee, an uncomfortable sensation rising in the back of her mind as Godot’s warnings resurface. They’re pushed back easily enough though, because he’ll be taken care of soon enough now, and with another faint smirk against Matty’s lips she tilts her head, threading her fingers through the back of his hair to pull him in for a firmer, deeper kiss.*