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Dr. Spencer Reid ([info]thisiscalm) wrote in [info]marinanova,
@ 2014-08-16 17:26:00

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Entry tags:spencer reid, tyki mikk

284 // late // closed action
[ The thing about being in the FBI is that sooner or later, you stop being careful. It doesn't always matter and sometimes you have to risk life and limb in order to achieve whatever it is you want — save an innocent, take down a bad guy, get information. It's so easy to forget about your own safety and without Morgan here to tackle him every so often, Reid has started to do just that.

Part of it is emotional. A lack of caring. Everything hurts and with the recent tension between him and Kitty, there's not enough good to soothe it.

Still, he's not so careless that he'll go out this late unarmed. Not with Tyki being a very real danger again — his revolver hangs fully loaded on his hip, even though he knows fully well that it takes more than that to take down a man who can move through whatever he pleases. It's a false kind of security, but what isn't? What's even left to rely on? ]



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[info]noahism
2014-08-16 07:54 pm UTC (link)
[He's been waiting for this. Not entirely because of stitches or sore muscles, but because there is a certain joy in letting things linger - letting people be aware that something is coming for them and it's just a matter of when and where. Which tonight, to the canvas of a blacklit sky, is seems just right. With nobody around to interrupt, he hopes for a little time for a one on one conversation with the dear Dr. Reid.

He lets himself be seen from the distance of a few feet away, stepping out of a shadowed door frame, alley or wall with a cigarette in one hand. Ashes fall to the ground with a flick of his wrist and he smiles.]
Doctor Reid, just the man I've been looking for.

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[info]thisiscalm
2014-08-16 11:21 pm UTC (link)
[ He tenses as Tyki seemingly pours clean out of the shadows, stepping out in front of him. It's a meeting he's been waiting for but now that it's here, he couldn't feel less prepared. Heart hammering against his ribs, he lets his hand fall close to the revolver in as inconspicuous a way as possible. ]

I haven't exactly been difficult to find.

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[info]noahism
2014-08-17 08:24 am UTC (link)
It's not finding you but finding you alone that was anything other than easy. [He peels away from the walls with his hands in his pockets, hair loose and disheveled over the rims of his glasses. He smooths it back off his forehead just in time for those stigmata to appear against the pale flesh, erupting scabs in the iconic shape of seven crosses. His glasses slide down the bridge of his nose on the approach, and he stares at Reid with a golden gaze over the lenses.]

I was hoping it wouldn't have to come to this.

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[info]thisiscalm
2014-08-18 04:59 pm UTC (link)
[ Oh, this is bad. This is so bad and he has to force himself not to just shoot Tyki in the face right now. If he thought he could get away with it, he might just give it a shot. ]

It doesn't have to. You have a choice, Tyki.

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[info]noahism
2014-08-18 06:58 pm UTC (link)
Oh - no, no, no. You had the choice. [He waggles his finger on the approach, idly brushing closer.]

We had a deal. And if you'd stuck to it, we wouldn't be here, now would we? Are you going to tell me why you decided to break an oath of good faith?

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[info]thisiscalm
2014-08-18 07:07 pm UTC (link)
[ Cornered. What's the point of keeping up the lie at this point? Tyki isn't an UnSub. Tyki is someone who's been uncomfortably close to Reid's personal life. He can't take the same approach here as he normally would. ]

I never had any intention of holding up my end of the deal. Don't tell me you didn't know that already?

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[info]noahism
2014-08-18 07:17 pm UTC (link)
I gave you an honest chance, Doc. We could've gotten along. [Tyki says with a disappointed sigh, a shake of his head.]

I thought we had a sound agreement. It's like you want trouble, for you and for her. [He stands close, tall, looking down at Reid like a cat with a mouse.]

Is that what you want?

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[info]thisiscalm
2014-08-19 12:12 pm UTC (link)
[ His heart is beating so hard and fast that it feels like he's about to pass out, adrenaline surging in his veins and how the hell is he supposed to get out of this? His hand inches towards the revolver, fingers brushing the holster... he just needs an opening. That's all. ]

Not her. She didn't know about it until you told her. Do whatever you want with me but leave Kitty out of it. [ Not again. He's not doing that again. ]

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[info]noahism
2014-08-20 10:57 pm UTC (link)
You signed into this agreement on behalf of the both of you, why should I leave her out when it was you who let down your side of the bargain? [He reaches out slowly, to pluck at that wrist that twitches ever and ever so close to the gun at his hip. He doesn't look down at the gun but you can't really think he hasn't noticed it, can you? He's had enough of his own stupid cousins playing gun-games to realize a piece when he sees one, even when he finds them awfully superfluous.]

And after admitting you lied, no less. Tsk, tsk.

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[info]thisiscalm
2014-08-22 08:36 am UTC (link)
[ Ah, fuck. Too slow. He tenses in the grip, wondering if he can pull free or just reach over with his free hand. The latter seems more likely. ]

I lied to her just as much as I lied to you. [ Oh. Oh hey, is that an opening. It could be an opening. ] You know how she feels about lying, right? We're not involved anymore. You said you'd kill me when that happened and now that time is here.

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[info]noahism
2014-08-23 10:25 pm UTC (link)
I said I'd kill you if you hurt her. [He says nonchalantly, taking Reid's hand and looking it over casually. He rolls his thumb against the bones of is palm, looking to Reid while his other hand brushes its fingers against Reid's. He's not sure why Reid might be calling his bluff but you know, he's never one to disappoint.]

Did you hurt her? [He'll give Reid a moment to answer before snapping the first finger.]

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[info]thisiscalm
2014-08-23 10:28 pm UTC (link)
[ The anticipation is almost as bad as the actual break and when it comes he folds over from the sharp, splintering pain that shoots down all the way to his elbow. Breathe, breathe... it's just a break. Breaks heal. Breathe.

Are they really so short staffed that no one's coming this way..? ]


Y-you saw her. [ Labored breaths, voice shaking and trembling from adrenaline and pain. ] When I was gone. You saw her.

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[info]noahism
2014-08-24 02:30 am UTC (link)
I saw her. [He says, moving on to the second finger with the grace of a man who's done this before.]

I held her, consoled her, took her home. [All those lovely things. He cared for her when Reid was gone, that's true, but - still.]

Are you really calling my bluff right now, Doctor? That's not exactly wise. [And there's the second finger, like a twig.]

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[info]thisiscalm
2014-08-24 08:18 pm UTC (link)
[ It's very difficult to keep your calm when someone keeps snapping your fingers and this second one amplifies the pain that's already there, forcing a sharp cry out of him. It's sickening, enough to make his knees buckle but somehow he keeps himself standing. Oh god. Okay. You can do this. You're a professional. You've handled worse. ]

W-who's saying that you're bluffing? You've got the upper hand, Tyki. [ He swallows back a whimper, drawing sharp inhales through his nose in an effort to breathe through the pain. ] You could do what you want with me. Hell, you could make me disappear and no one would ever know what really happened. What exactly do you think I'm trying to do?

[ If he buys this, even for a second... ]

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[info]noahism
2014-08-31 01:55 pm UTC (link)
It almost sounds like you want me to kill you. [He says offhand, already feeling up that next digit but drawing away just far enough to light himself a new cigarette. There's no hurrying here, he'll let that pain set in long enough.]

Or you're calling my bluff, which I don't appreciate. [Said with a cigarette between his lips, soon to be lit.]

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[info]thisiscalm
2014-08-31 05:41 pm UTC (link)
[ And there it is, instincts flaring up all at once as the opportunity presents itself. He can't hesitate. Can't afford to miss this opportunity and countless hours at the gun range has worn down the natural hesitation that permeates through his personality, allowing him to do what he needs to when he needs it.

The movement is as smooth as it is quick, left hand crossing over to yank the revolver out of the holster, safety off before he even has time to register that it was on to begin with and then he pulls the trigger. Point blank, lower abdomen. There's no way he can miss, unless Tyki actually saw it coming soon enough to phase. ]

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[info]noahism
2014-09-06 10:36 pm UTC (link)
[What is it with people going for his gut, lately? Call him old fashioned but he's unaccustomed to guns, really. Besides suffering with the twins shooting empty barrels at anything that moved, he's never had the desire to get involved with the clunky little things. He was always above them, untouchable.

Except for now when well, he's a bit off kilter from the last time someone stuck their claws into him. He's been in a dangerous place, which doesn't help, where he's not paying enough forethought into situations because he wants the excuse for it to go bad. So that bullet finds a path alright, but just as it cuts through Tyki his forearm finds Reid's throat to pin him backward against the wall.

His hand reaches for the gun to pry it from Reid's hands, to direct it away from him.]
It takes more than lead to kill me. Far, far more.

[But it does hurt, well enough. And he bleeds red, like a normal man.]

I could kill you right now, Doctor. But I won't, but rest assured it's not because I can't or wouldn't. I'll hurt you, mark my words, I will hurt you good. But I will also let you live today [He says, effortlessly leaning forward to speak into the shell of Reid's ear] because as you know, it's a game for me. To make you suffer, as I will, indefinitely now. I will hurt you again, and again, in every way I can. Until the point where you realize that if I had killed you now it would've been merciful.

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[info]thisiscalm
2014-09-07 07:55 am UTC (link)
[ He barely has time to enjoy the relief that floods through him at the bullet connecting before Tyki shoves him back, air leaving his lungs in a solid huff as his back connects with the wall. His fingers cling and fumble on the handle of the gun, trying to squeeze off another shot but it's not his dominant hand and the pain and adrenaline is starting to get to him. His grip falters all too easily, revolver clattering to the ground.

Breathing heavily now Reid struggles to keep himself together, vision swimming and stomach twisting with bile. It's stubbornness rather than ability that allows him to keep his head up and the trembling under relative control. ]


D-do your worst. Just leave Kitty out of it.

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[info]noahism
2014-09-08 06:11 am UTC (link)
Oh, no. No, no, no, no... no. [He laughs, right against Reid's ear.

His voice is toxic. Thick, radiating something dark.]
You lost that opportunity. I'm making no more deals with you, Doctor Reid. She's no longer safe, all thanks to you. I promise you nothing but pain, my friend. The worst kinds you can imagine, and then some. Pain that will radiate off every bone in your body, that will make your heart fail to beat. Pain that will surge through her before it reaches you.

[He relents, leaning back with his thumb against Reid's chin to keep their eyes locked.] You and you alone are to blame. For all that will come.

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[info]thisiscalm
2014-09-08 02:15 pm UTC (link)
[ Whether it's intentional or not, those words hit right where they hurt the most. All the pain, all the fear, every misstep that he's ever made that came with the result of someone he loves being hurt. Being killed. All of that comes to the front in a sickening wave of recollection, causing him to tremble and shudder where he's pushed against the wall and the eyes that meet Tyki's (with great effort) are glossy and wet.

It wasn't that long ago that he went through exactly this. He still has the scar on his arm to show for it, pink and puckered and fresh. In that moment, regardless of his efforts, his history of failures is painfully easy to read in his features.

You got him. You got him right where it hurts the most. ]

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[info]noahism
2014-09-09 07:30 am UTC (link)
I'm glad we've had this talk. [He says with a laugh that could pierce through ice, leaning back to let go of Reid. His arm drops away from his neck, but he's not done yet. Not when he still has his upper hand, soaking in that fear and pain inside the other man's eyes. His gaze is a golden leer and his smile haphazardly wide. He reaches down to grab those snapped fingers and give them a harsh squeeze and a jarring little jerk.]

I'll be seeing you around, Doc. Very, very soon.

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[info]thisiscalm
2014-09-09 04:01 pm UTC (link)
[ The cry comes unbidden, spilling out of him with a full-body spasm, knees finally buckling under the pain and nausea and he's so grateful for that wall so he can slide down rather than crumble bonelessly. With Tyki pulling back he's free to cradle that mangled hand, all swelling dull throbs and splintering pain. The gun is so close and he could just reach for it, empty it into the back of Tyki's head but his vision is starting to blur and if he misses... well.

That's the end of it, isn't it?

So instead he curls up, not caring how pathetic he must look right now. Waits until Tyki is long gone before pulling himself together just well enough to stumble towards the hospital — the clinic would probably do just as well, but this deed will not go unpunished. ]

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