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[drafting_dreams]

((Continuation from this. Hope prose is okay!))

Ariadne couldn't help but flinch at his smile. It was remote of warmth, comfort, or anything that she could regard as human. That slight possibility that this doctor was Robert Fischer, the very man whose mind she had tampered with, was completely gone. As he leaned forward, she tried to move away but

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[arkhams_dr]

"Oh, yes." He watched the girl begin to tremble, wondering briefly what she might be seeing. Her eyes flickered rapidly, despite being closed - an interesting reaction. Perhaps she merited more attention. "If you ask nicely, I might help you to safety."

[drafting_dreams]

Fear seemed to drown her senses, sending her to an immediate state of panic. She fought against her trembling body, and reached for the totem in her pocket. Its heavy weight could be felt both in her hand and in her heart. This was no dream.

Her eyes snapped right open as she heard the doctor's offer, and she gasped as his face slowly started to distort. Different options seemed to race through her mind, but all seemed hopeless. Still, she shook her head no. "No, you're the one who's doing this to me."

[arkhams_dr]

"Actually," he said, crouching down to be level with her eyes, "You are doing this to yourself. Tell me why I shouldn't leave you here to fend for yourself - or I'll do just that."

OTL, sorry for the delay! Had a super busy week. D:

[drafting_dreams]

Ariadne's blood ran cold as his icy blue eyes stared down at her. Though the toxin's effects were getting worse, she had a feeling he would only instigate them further. "Fine by me," she replied with a hardened glare.