But as if to knock me down, reality came around;
Who: sequincy & ANYONE WITH ACCESS TO CASA DE ESPADA
When: Night
Where: The Espada Funhouse, Szayel's lab
Summary: Uryuu made a Mistake, and it earned him an overnight stay in Szayel's lab. The scientist is gone for the night, but the lab is open and the Quincy is still strapped to a table in the home of people who hate him.
Clearly this can only end well.
Warnings: Going to rate this R+ to cover my bases, because really anything can happen with this crowd. [prose & action tags both welcome]
Szayel had left no lights on for him. Uryuu hadn't expected him to. Honestly, the fact there was a thin blanket left draped over his (still naked) body was better than he'd hoped for. (Even, he reflected with an exhausted bitterness, if the Espada hadn't deigned to make sure his face was left uncovered.) Beyond the quiet hum of computer equipment, the room was silent. He wondered if he was expected to sleep.
Little chance of that after what he'd been through, the comfort rating of restraints and metal surfaces aside.
What would he do come morning? The question had plagued him, simply because the obvious answer was the hardest - that he couldn't afford to wait until morning. He had to get out. Somehow, even with Aizen's kidou shielding the mansion against the Darkness, he had to find a way free. There was no second option.
And to that end, there was an equally singular choice: he'd have to flare his reiatsu in hopes of drawing Ichigo or Nelliel, even at the risk of alerting other residents or visitors. It was an outcome Uryuu didn't want to consider. His pride had taken enough that night, and even the necessity of calling for help pained him deeply.
But his body was more fragile, and the simple truth was the risk of another day in captivity with Szayel was the greater danger. If nothing else, he had to try and signal help. Which - closing his eyes and steadying his courage beneath the blanket - is just what Uryuu proceeded to do.
He'd simply have to accept whatever answered the effort.
When: Night
Where: The Espada Funhouse, Szayel's lab
Summary: Uryuu made a Mistake, and it earned him an overnight stay in Szayel's lab. The scientist is gone for the night, but the lab is open and the Quincy is still strapped to a table in the home of people who hate him.
Clearly this can only end well.
Warnings: Going to rate this R+ to cover my bases, because really anything can happen with this crowd. [prose & action tags both welcome]
Szayel had left no lights on for him. Uryuu hadn't expected him to. Honestly, the fact there was a thin blanket left draped over his (still naked) body was better than he'd hoped for. (Even, he reflected with an exhausted bitterness, if the Espada hadn't deigned to make sure his face was left uncovered.) Beyond the quiet hum of computer equipment, the room was silent. He wondered if he was expected to sleep.
Little chance of that after what he'd been through, the comfort rating of restraints and metal surfaces aside.
What would he do come morning? The question had plagued him, simply because the obvious answer was the hardest - that he couldn't afford to wait until morning. He had to get out. Somehow, even with Aizen's kidou shielding the mansion against the Darkness, he had to find a way free. There was no second option.
And to that end, there was an equally singular choice: he'd have to flare his reiatsu in hopes of drawing Ichigo or Nelliel, even at the risk of alerting other residents or visitors. It was an outcome Uryuu didn't want to consider. His pride had taken enough that night, and even the necessity of calling for help pained him deeply.
But his body was more fragile, and the simple truth was the risk of another day in captivity with Szayel was the greater danger. If nothing else, he had to try and signal help. Which - closing his eyes and steadying his courage beneath the blanket - is just what Uryuu proceeded to do.
He'd simply have to accept whatever answered the effort.