Anthony Carpenter ✞ Alastair (witharazor) wrote in thereincarnates, @ 2016-02-29 23:20:00 |
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Entry tags: | anthony carpenter, natalia barone |
Who: Tony Carpenter & Tali Barone
What: How to torture 101
Where: The funeral home Tony works at in San Francisco, CA
When: Monday night, February 29th 2016
Warnings: Are they not already implied?
This wasn't the first time Tony had used his place of work for his more... extra-curricular activities. It was all too easy, when you were a demon. He didn't even need a set of keys, though he had one. He could teleport anywhere he wanted, including back into the morgue after closing to conduct his experiments. Tony had been doing this for months, using the bodies of the deceased that were stored in the basement to thoroughly explore every nook and cranny of the human body, figure out exactly what made each part of it tick, and discover the best ways to inflict the maximum amount of pain. Of course that last part was a little bit harder to gauge when the test subject in question was already dead and unable to react, but after enough experimenting and Alastair's guidance, Tony was able to find the places on a person's body that were the most desired for cutting into.
Tony's favorite were the arteries.
He was meticulous in his studies, the perfect student in Alastair's eyes, but now Tony had his own student. Tali showed a lot of promise, or at least, she certainly had the potential. As the reincarnate of Meg, Alastair's former protege, they had high hopes for Tali's eventual improvement. She was young, inexperienced and impulsive, but she also had a demon riding her meat suit. Tony was patient, and he'd started her off slow, letting her get familiar with a person's body parts after they were already cold and lifeless. It took stones and know-how to skip right over the practice and graduate to the real show. Not even Tony had done that, and Tali certainly hadn't been ready. He'd seen the way she'd looked after the girl had realized she'd accidentally killed Hannah Ryan. Tali hadn't been ready then, but everyone had to grow up sometime. Tonight was the night.
Their live subject squirmed on the cold, metal table in the morgue, muscles straining uselessly against the bonds that tied him down to it, muffled sounds of desperation barely making it past the tape firmly placed over his mouth. Tony ignored him, busying himself with the various sharp tools in front of him as he carefully laid out the instruments they'd be using for this while he waited for Tali to show, and idly fantasized about having the elder Winchester on his table instead. David Ryan had become something of a point of fixation for him since their little encounter, and at this point there was nothing Tony wouldn't give to be able to make that fantasy become a reality right now. All in good time. First, he needed to make sure his partner in crime was up to the challenge. If she wasn't, well. He might have to consider re-evaluating her usefulness to the cause. If he was going to get serious about hunting the Winchesters, then they couldn't afford to be sloppy about it next time.
"Sh-sh-sh-shhh." Tony finally acknowledged his subject's presence, turning toward him and pressing a pointer finger to his lips to mockingly hush the frightened, disoriented man tied to the table in front of him. "There's a good lab rat."