forum “What’s your greatest fear?” // 5/5, closed // Stalkers welcome!

Started June 19, 2023 by @the-void-phantasmic group

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The boy flinches and looks down. “Sorry, sorry- I, uh, we all know your names- don’t ask how, I’m not supposed to tell you…” He looks back up at Tseth. “My name- uh- my name’s Lucas. Yeah… uh, can you follow me, please? They’re gonna get really mad if I don’t bring you down soon…”

Salmook's head perks at the strange woman's voice, his eyes wide. Did she just call him… "Greyforge..?" What else does she know?
He hisses at her, climbing onto the table proper. Sitting on hands and haunches, he bares snaggled teeth. His bear-cloak's fur puffs, making him look larger. Maybe it's another delusion, maybe it's real. Salmook isn't taking any chances. He spits a glob of chewed parchment at the woman. The glob splatters against her pants and shoes, dripping wet.
Salmook leaps from the table to the blanket-den, the force of the jump sending the table crashing to the floor. He snatches a pillow and flings it at the woman's head. He screams, making as much noise as he can.

(Oh salmonella’s definitely getting knocked out sorry bud)

The woman yelps in surprise, then glares at Salmook. “Idiot child…” She immediately pulls out her tranquilizer pen, and grabs the pillow when he throws it at her. She drops the pillow on the ground, then lunges at Salmook and stabs him in the neck with the tranquilizer pen, knocking him out quickly.

Blaze glares at the woman, somehow managing to locate her eyes and lock onto them with her own pale, blind ones.

"Answers. Now." she growls. She wasn't having any of it until she figured out where she was, exactly, and who the people were that sent the letter.

She notes the tense air about the woman and riddles out that she probably had a sedative to be used if the prisoners - because that's what Blaze was going to assume everyone was - caused trouble.

"And don't even think about taking a step towards me, woman. If your people could figure out my name and where I was, you're clearly enemies." she adds with a snarl.

The girl narrows her eyes. “I assume you read the letter, Blaze? If so, you know all you need to. No questions.” She’s clearly nervous by her tone of voice. “…Please. I’m just trying to do my job.”

Francis watched this man walk into the room. Now that he was fully calm from before, he wasn't scared or even wondering why he was here. It was like he was home. Just another dark cellar in the middle of no where. He slowly got up, now a bit skeptical. Oh, he knows my name? Francis thought. When Francis saw the man walk out so he got up, put the petal in his and started following the man. This is weird, but I guess I need to know the situation before I make a run for it..

The man silently leads Francis into the main room, and he and Sylvia nod at each other. He walks over to Sylvia, glancing at Daphne. She seems nervous. Whatever. He lowers his voice so only Sylvia can hear him. “How long until the others get here?”

Sylvia shrugs, and lowers her voice to the same level. “No idea. We’re probably dealing with a lot of stubborn people this time… hopefully nobody had to get tranquilized.”

Daphne glances nervously at Sylvia and the man that had just walked in. She doesn’t hear much, but she hears the word “tranquilized,” which is more than enough to put her on edge. She walks over to one of the chairs and sits down, staring at the floor and fidgeting.

Tseth watches Lucas for a moment. I could get past him easily. But whoever “they” are, he seems afraid of them. And if they can bring me to some random room, who knows what else they can do. “…Alright. I’ll follow you.” He doesn’t say anything else, but he glances around a lot. For an escape, something familiar, anything.

Lucas seems to relax slightly. “Thank you…” He leads Tseth down the hallway and into the main room, and Sylvia and the other staff member look over at the two of them as they enter.

Salmook screams again at the pain - the very real pain that rips through his neck, his chest, his everything.
She's a threat! A threat to Salmook! She hurts Salmook! Run! Fight! Do something!
Salmook latches onto something with his teeth - he doesn't know what, exactly, but a fat drop of blood dribbles onto his chin. He tries to claw at his attacker, but his arms don't listen to him. They fall limp at his sides, instead.
Shadows creep in from the corners of his vision. Salmook squeals a third time as he's flung away and into a wall… or maybe it's the table..? He can't tell anymore. Everything's going blurry. The initial stabbing pain settles into a simmering burn that ripples through Salmook's body. He whimpers, sprawled onto his side on the ground. He hardly has the strength to curl himself into a ball.
"Me… hurt. Salmook hurting… help he. Me no want… no want…"
The tranquilizer takes hold of him.

The woman huffs at Salmook, grabbing him and dragging him all the way to the main room. The others won’t like seeing this. Oh, well. She storms into the main room, setting Salmook down into a chair. She looks around at everyone else, still holding the tranquilizer pen tightly. “I brought the kid down. He put up a pretty big fight, so I had to… calm him down.”

The girl narrows her eyes. “I assume you read the letter, Blaze? If so, you know all you need to. No questions.” She’s clearly nervous by her tone of voice. “…Please. I’m just trying to do my job.”

Blaze's eyes narrow more.

"I am allowed to be curious and upset." she snaps, jumping on the nervous quaver to the girl's voice and using it. "At least give me the name of your organisation. If you do that, I'll go do your trials and I won't cause you trouble."

The girl’s hand hovers over her tranquilizer pen. “I- I’m sorry, ma’am, I can’t tell you. They won’t let me. They’ll get pissed at me if I don’t bring you down soon, so can you please just follow me?” She sounds almost desperate.