Behind Bars [active/closed]

[dollsy_npcs]

Characters: Ushiromiya Ange, Mello, Ciel Phantomhive, Link, Mai Kawasumi, Rue
Setting: Basement Labs
Time: Day 21, early morning
Summary: The latest batch of experiment victims are brought to the labs' cells as the sun rises. Here, they await their turn for torture.
Warnings: Misery and fear and raeg and general unpleasantness. Unhappy captives. That

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[is_not_number1]

Mello stopped pacing and sharply turned around upon having heard Ciel speak. He hadn't noticed the brat was here until Ciel had commented on his behavior; he'd likely been so busy freaking out about the situation that he'd just overlooked every other person there.

Regardless, it seemed as though Ciel never failed to irritate him. "SHUT UP!" He furiously screamed at the top of his fucking lungs, and then resumed his pacing. "I will yell and curse as much as I fucking want," he snapped viciously, his voice now lowered, though by no means more pleasant. "And you're going to fucking deal with it. Believe me, Ciel, I should be the very least of your concerns right now. Why d'you even think we're here? They've got plans for us. We're here because we're going to be fucking horribly tortured. I'm sorry if I'm offending you, and I'm well aware it's not going to get me anywhere, but I can't exactly sit around all fucking calmly right now."

Ciel might have been able to stay calm composed and keep his emotions under his belt, but Mello couldn't. There was no way. He was fucking pissed off--more accurately, far beyond enraged-- and scared like hell, and he had to let it all out somehow.

[queenslapdog]

Of course, Mello had to be a hot-head who would just worry about what was going to be done to them. He didn't flinch, he wasn't even mildly surprised at the reaction. It was just irritating. A waste of energy and time, and it was taking away from his concentration, and his patience.

He stood up and turned on Mello, shouting, "Why don't you shut up? I want to be able to HEAR if things are going on! Instead of panicking, why don't you try observing. Look for some things around the room that might be useful, listen to hear if the phantoms make any noises, try to find something we can use to get out of here. Even if it doesn't work, at least you'll be trying instead of wasting all of our time!

[is_not_number1]

Ciel just had to go and lecture him on what he should be doing, didn't he? Talking to him like he was a complete moron. Telling him how to properly handle the situation. Mello hated that. Who the hell did Ciel think he was? The cocky little shit just thought he was superior to him in every respect, didn't he? The kid was so fucking full of himself that it was sickening.

He hoped the Phantasms would be able to beat that out of him. The kid needed it.

"Yeah? Take your own advice, then, and stop wasting your time bitching at me," he snarled. "Learn to fucking ignore distractions, why don't you? I'm not about to stop doing anything just for your convenience." He tightly clenched his fists, audibly gritting his teeth. "And don't lecture me. If I'm wasting anyone's time here, it's only my own. Not all of ours. No... y'know what? Don't tell me I'm wasting my time. I can make that judgment for myself, and I can figure out on my own what I should be doing right now. You really think I haven't thought of observing this place yet? I'll do that when there actually is something to observe! Can't you see that here are lots of things around the room that might be useful? Like those toilets? Those might be real fucking useful. You can shit in them when you need to. I'm sure I've noticed about as much as you have so far, brat, and I'm sure I'll have gathered at least as much information from this as you by the time the Phantasms are done with us."