i hear the sound of armageddon

[dissectionist]

Day: 22
Characters: Mayuri (dissectionist), Paul (andgettingworse), and Allen (selenic_soul)
Summary: It's time for Allen's therapy! And Mayuri wants to get that Innocence right out of Allen's arm for further study ...
DAY/NIGHT & Time: Night, Mid-evening (slightly backdated)
Status: Closed, Incomplete

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[selenic_soul]

Feeling the tug on his arm, Allen shot another glare at Paul. It wasn't as if he was unaccustomed to being handled like this, having been pushed around so many times when younger and even beyond the apprenticing years from Cross. Still, he gave into being herded to the chair, sitting in it and making himself as comfortable as he could.

The straps were set and he found himself resenting them. His mind hearkened back to the point when he had been bound before meeting Cross. At least these weren't even nearly as heavy nor as uncomfortable. He gave them a slight test, tugging at them but finding that they wouldn't give easily. With a sigh, he relented, leaning back in the chair.

Looking over the instruments nearby, he was surprised to see so many for a "therapy". It was more like something you would see for a surgery rather than general therapy for whatever they'd claimed he had. Whatever he was in store for, he told himself he was ready for it but knew that this wouldn't be like the days he faced Akuma on the battleground.

Up until the touch on his head, he'd been generally content to ignore Paul but now he looked over at him, his mouth open to say something. He promptly shut it as his eyes took in the vision he saw. "No," he muttered quietly, shaking his head and unable to hide the quaver in his voice. "Can't be."