Day: 34
Characters: Quatre Winner (
quatrew) and Trowa Barton (
heavy_bangs), also open to C.C. (
the_grey_witch)
Summary: Quatre and Trowa discuss tensions large and small amongst the patients.
Day/Night and Time: Afternoon/Second Rec period
Status: Closed/Incomplete
Quatre was pleased to find out that Trowa was very nearby. The blond slowly walked toward Trowa's cell, while what seemed like a million thoughts raced through his mind. Just how bad was the extent of Trowa's injury? How much was he not being told? Why are so many fellow captives and staff members getting killed so suddenly? Who, exactly, is Voldemort, and why are his therapies so violent and scarring? Not only was Trowa sliced open, Duo's tongue was removed, and he's heard whispers about fingers being removed as well.
Quatre wanted to confront Voldemort for what he'd done to his friends, but he knew to do so would be foolish. That turned his attention to how he could help his friends try and recover, however possible. It was this thought that carried him to the door of cell twenty-seven.
He gave three quick taps on the heavy door. "Trowa? It's Quatre." He smiled a bit. Even if Trowa's face had been mutilated, he was still the same Trowa that he fought beside, that he'd defended and that had defended him in so many battles during the war.