Comments | capeandcowllogs: tells me all the ways he's gonna mess me up

afeatherpillow in capeandcowllogs

tells me all the ways he's gonna mess me up

Jan 14, 2011 23:40

WHO: Katurian and Heine
WHERE: Super jail
WHEN: Early morning Saturday
WARNINGS: Violent imagery, dark themes, possibly violence.
SUMMARY: Katurian sees something in the shadows.
FORMAT: oh god. Starting out with tl;dr (I'm not joking), going to either paragraph or quickpara from there.

( smacks you in the head, knifes you in the neck, kicks you in the teeth )

katurian katurian | the pillowman, † heine rammsteiner | the dog

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thisstraydog January 15 2011, 05:33:48 UTC

[ Before the screaming started, Heine's plan had been to ignore Katurian's...whatever it was. Heine has had his fair share of nightmares. He knows that when he startles himself awake, the last thing he wants is some asshole he barely knows looming over him, asking questions, poking and prodding at things that don't belong to them. It's a violation of privacy, one that Heine doesn't want to commit.

But then the screaming starts, ear-splitting screams that make Heine's head throb and the Dog lurch to attention, slavering and whining in the back of Heine's head as it strains against his leash, and there's nothing for Heine to do but leap up, voice breaking on a snarl. ]

Shut up. Quiet.

afeatherpillow January 15 2011, 22:01:41 UTC

[Heine's voice reminds of him where he is. He stops screaming, but the screams carry on without him, flooding his ears from the inside like they did so many years ago, echoing inside his skull, making his legs weak like jelly. He's a little boy again, surrounded by torture and sorrow and never-ending bad dreams. His parents. His parents.

He bites down on his own hand. Hard. Blood is in his mouth, and he uses that to convince himself not to scream again. He uses it to try to wake himself up. This can't be happening.]

thisstraydog January 16 2011, 23:20:36 UTC

It's not real.

[ Breathe.

He can smell the blood. The Dog is so alert it's almost distracting. Heine scowls. Fucking roommates. ]

Get a fucking grip.

afeatherpillow January 16 2011, 23:40:45 UTC

[He can't feel - or doesn't notice - the pain. It could be happening to another hand millions of miles away. It felt like his whole body was millions of miles away.]

N-No. They're out there, they're finally here, I need-- I need to get out! You have to get me out!

[He tears around and grips the bar. With all his strength, he shakes at it. The metal clinks against the doorway.]

LET ME OUT!

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