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Dr. Spencer Reid (thisiscalm) wrote in marinanova,
@ 2014-05-20 23:33:00

Entry tags:

artemis crock, data, kitty pryde (aoa), nathan harris, sam winchester, spencer reid, tyki mikk

272 // open dreams
[ Option one: UnSub of the Week. ]

[ You’re hunted. Maybe you really did something, or perhaps you’re falsely accused but whatever happened, they’re on to you. The FBI is closing in. They know where you live, big black vans swarming like bluebottle flies outside the building, men and women in dark blue flak vests filing in, weapons at the ready. They’re on to you.

The soft footsteps of worn sneakers are coming closer in the hallway. They’re on to you. They’re almost here. ]

[ Option two: Compulsion to Move ]

[ You find yourself in a loft apartment. It’s dimly lit, shadows concealing most of the furniture aside from a lit circle in the middle of the floor. Two chairs pulled up, facing each other. Perhaps you’re tied to one of them, or maybe you’re just a bystander. Whichever you are, Reid is sitting in the other. Hands tied behind his back, blindfold fastened over his eyes.

Whatever is happening, it’s clear you’re not alone. ]

[ Option three: Phantasmagoria ]

[ The room is warmly lit, a deep golden sunshine filtering in from the tall windows, glistening off the leeches that are slowly and endlessly seeping out of the walls. Sawdust is flickering through the air, catching the light and piling onto the floor in soft, golden mounds, rippled like sand dunes around the electric chair that stands in the middle of the room.

There’s someone sitting in it, zipped up in a body bag. Slight movement reveals that it’s not a corpse. Aside from this, the room remains still and calm. ]

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	thisiscalm 2014-06-10 03:58 pm UTC (link)
	[ He jerks away from the touch, but with the way his limbs feel like lead it's not much of a fight. ] Go... away. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	noahism 2014-06-10 10:12 pm UTC (link)
	[Tyki sticks his hand back inside Reid's chest, poking and prodding a little before pulling back with the gun. It's a bit bloody, and he cleans it off with a handkerchief he pulls from his pocket.] You're the one who came to me. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	thisiscalm 2014-06-11 06:56 pm UTC (link)
	[ He coughs wetly, partially in pain and partially out of relief as the gun is extracted from his chest. Knees buckling, he sags back against the wall. ] It's... my job. It'll always be my job. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	noahism 2014-06-13 04:31 am UTC (link)
	Have you met this lovely lady? [Tyki says, amused as he walks forward to grab Reid by the arm and drag him over to the corpse any way he has to. The corpse that has suddenly and most spontaneously begun to decompose, rancid unidentifable features covered in an assortment of maggots and festering wounds.] You came for her, didn't you. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	thisiscalm 2014-06-13 08:14 pm UTC (link)
	[ He follows along like a puppet that got his strings cut, all too easily dragged across the room. It's a miracle he's even on his feet, with the way his limbs flop. ] I did. [ Small and trembling and fragile. Despite the sudden decomposition, he can still imagine her features. Round, pale face. Dark eyes. Brunette, hair long and framing her features. ] (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	noahism 2014-06-14 07:48 am UTC (link)
	A little late. But here, get to know one another. [He says with a forceful shove of Reid down against the corpse.] (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	thisiscalm 2014-06-14 03:27 pm UTC (link)
	[ He stumbles and falls, only barely catching himself from smashing into the corpse. The smell of putrefaction is overwhelming, making him gag and eventually heave up what feels like anything and everything he's ever eaten in his entire life. Usually not this squeamish, but when you get this close up... ] (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	noahism 2014-06-18 05:07 am UTC (link)
	[Tyki seems to slink away, stepping back to let Reid enjoy that while admiring a glinting array of metal objects on the table not too far off. He's never been fond of guns, nor has he really ever liked knives, but they serve their purpose.] (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	thisiscalm 2014-06-19 11:14 am UTC (link)
	[ Oblivious to whatever Tyki is planning, Reid makes some distance between himself and the rotting corpse. Everything hurts, every breath and dry heave and attempt to swallow. Why isn't anyone coming? Someone should be here by now. ] (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	noahism 2014-06-21 05:20 am UTC (link)
	I'm a fair man. [He says, flipping the knife back and forth in the palm of his hand.] So what do you say we play a game. One with rewards and punishments. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	thisiscalm 2014-06-21 07:44 am UTC (link)
	[ Well that's not a good thing. ] ...I think I'm done playing games. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	noahism 2014-06-22 06:14 am UTC (link)
	If that's your choice. [He flips the knife around in his hand, practiced for a man who doesn't use them.] I'll just kill you, you don't get to gamble for your life. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	thisiscalm 2014-06-22 04:43 pm UTC (link)
	[ Damn it. ] ...Is there actually a scenario where I'll come away from this alive? (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	noahism 2014-06-27 03:39 am UTC (link)
	If you play the right cards, so to say. [Tyki chuckles.] There's not a thing you can offer me that I want, so you'll have to take my rules or nothing. Your choice. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	thisiscalm 2014-06-27 11:27 pm UTC (link)
	[ He hesitates for a moment longer, but the gambler in him is strong. If there's a chance, even the slightest... ] What are your rules? (Reply to this) (Parent)

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