Prompt Post - Part Six [CLOSED TO NEW PROMPTS]

[yj_anon]

THIS PART IS NOW CLOSED. YOU CAN CONTINUE POSTING FILLS, BUT PLEASE PROMPT ALL NEW THINGS HERE.

I am so sorry for the delay, guys. Life has been hectic lately (exams, haha) and I lost track.
Part one here!

Part two here!

Part three here!

Part four here!

Part five here!

Feel free to reprompt posts from parts one, two, three or four in part five once. If

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Re: Before The Dawn [2a/?]

[anonymous]

When the nausea lifts he is mildly aware of the dull ache in the back of his head. Whether the source of the pain is external or internal he cannot determine, but Robin knows that when he wakes up he is not in good shape. He tries to recollect the memories of where he was and where it may have landed him, but before his gaze focuses and the blurry silhouettes turn into solid shapes and colours, he can feel the smell of bleach.

''Awake now, are we?''

There is a laugh that circles around him, bouncing off the walls it hits sharp and clear in his ear. Something about the man's voice makes every cell of his skin crawl, trying to get anywhere that is not in the man's general direction. But Robin is trapped; his muscles flex and tense under leather belts and the more he fidgets the harder they seem to constrict.

''You didn't think I'd get a bird but not a cage to keep it in, hm? Such a pretty thing would just fly away.'' fingers that smell of leather; gloved, he notices - grasp his chin and for a second he is almost overwhelmed. ''I can't have that, you understand, no?''

Robin swalllows down and try to stay whelmed, but there is just something about the man he can't quite escape from. Something deep and haunting, the kind that stays within you for weeks and months and perhaps even years and after several minutes, the touch of the hand lingers still on his skin long after the hand is gone.

''Who --'' he feels the faint taste of metal around his teeth as he speaks.

''Me?'' the man chuckles warmly. ''I'm just a man who likes to go birdwatching. Never did I suspect one would fly into my nest willingly but... a pleasant surprise is always welcomed, don't you agree?''

There is something peculiar about the way he moves; like an old injury still haunts him and Robin subconsciously starts profiling him, a force of habit he can't quite control.

''Tell me, little Robin'' there is a sharp sound of metal against metal, the man's back tells Robin nothing of his intent but it sounds like - oh please, is he really sharpening a weapon? Are they going to torture him? Robin can't believe they're actually going to -- ''Did you know that in each hand there are around 48 nerves?''

He wants to laugh, but doesn't. The moment is just too absurd.

Re: Before The Dawn [2a/?]

[animegoil]

Oh shit, this is getting intense already. Good reactions and conflict from people, and there's something sort of broken and jarred about the way everyone is reacting, like stopping half-way because they're so confused and distraught they can't complete what they're thinking or doing. love~