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walters_journal (walters_journal) wrote in vas_captio_rpg,
@ 2009-04-15 19:17:00

Current mood:	busy
Current music:	System of a Down- "Soldier's Side"
Entry tags:	!complete, day 04, experiment, location: detention cell, merope gaunt, npc, rorschach

Maybe You're a Sinner Into Your Alternate Life [Finished Thread]
Who: Rorschach and Merope Gaunt
What: Epic experiment of epic proportions.
When: After the two wake up in their little cell which is slowly filling with water on Day 4
Where: A sealed cell with no windows, no doors, and water slowly leaking in... like all the other experiments today. :)
Rating: At least PG-13 for now due to the fact that Rorschach is not happy or secure about this whole thing. He's without his mask and he's with a WOMAN to make matters even more uncomfortable.
Status: Finished

To say that Rorschach was a paranoid man would have been a dire understatement. To say it to the sociopath's face would have been to risk life and limb. Since arriving the day before, Rorschach had been very careful about being seen by others, and careful that they did not see where he slept. To be known of was to be targeted, and he wasn't about to take chances. Especially since he did not sleep while wearing his mask. Justice never slept, he had decided long ago, and so neither would he while he wore his true face.

For the second time in two days, he woke up in a place he hadn't fallen asleep. Immediately, he shot up, instantly alert and taking shallow breaths, heart pounding. It was not like Rorschach to panic, but it was never a bad thing to be on-edge. With sharp focus and a calm eye for detail, he glanced around at the room. It was small, and cramped... there was nothing to grab onto or pull on, and no visible way out. He quickly stepped onto his wooden bench and stood on it because he'd noticed, rather quickly, that the floor was damp. He could hear the soft whispers of water somewhere nearby, indicating that there was a leak of some kind in this cell.

There was also a woman with long, dark hair, sleeping on a bench opposite the one Rorschach was now standing on. It was when he noticed her that his chest clenched harshly. He didn't have his face. It didn't matter when he was alone, but with someone else present, it was all the ugly red-haired man could think about for a few moments. The absence of his identity was one of the only things in the world he found frightening.

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heartache
2009-04-16 01:15 pm UTC (link)

Merope was an extremely light sleeper, so light that the slightest movement made cause for her to arouse. When she felt a gentle movement on the bench, her eyes widened in the dark and she looked around but found nothing, but sound. She leaned up and moved around until she found the body she heard shifting,"...S-Sam?" Merope picked the safest name in hopes that she'd heard his voice, but she knew that it wasn't going to happen.

"H-Hello?" She softly called, unsure if the noise would call back. It wasn't until she realized that the floor was damp that she even noticed anything. Death traps and cells had been part of her life at home and she had always welcomed a quiet death, unlike many.

If anything, she grew more sad just sitting there.

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	walters_journal 2009-04-18 10:25 am UTC (link)
	Rorschach jumped violently when the dim outline of the long-haired woman touched him. From his standpoint, she moved like a spider. "Who are you?" Rorschach growled in a gravelly, deep voice that should not have belonged to such a small man. "Not Sam. Don't know Sam," he said gruffly, shifting aside on his bench. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

heartache
2009-04-18 05:56 pm UTC (link)

The spider-like girl moved closer, showing her hands and innocent intentions,"..D-Don't hurt me, I'm good, I promise." The lithe girl said as she moved closer to sit beside him,"...I..I'm Merope." She mumbled as her foot kicked some of the water beneath her feet,"It's so cold." Merope frowned, she didn't remember where her jacket was, nor that there was some kind of box around her when she went to sleep.

	walters_journal 2009-04-20 07:40 pm UTC (link)
	Inwardly, Rorschach grimaced. How had he ended up like this, in a dank, cooling cell where his only company was a frightened, meek woman? He listened as she asked him if they would get out, feeling her limbs and torso against his broader side. "Might. Might not," Rorschach answered after a moment. "Think that we will. You?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	walters_journal 2009-04-23 08:00 pm UTC (link)
	"Slow is good reason to go first," Rorschach argued, nudging her towards the ladder persistently (but not roughly.) "Will not leave you if unsure how you will get out. Would be stupid. Will climb up behind you in case you fall." He held the ladder steady, staring meaningfully at her even though his expression remained static. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	walters_journal 2009-05-01 05:48 pm UTC (link)
	Rorschach stared, puzzled, as Merope said that she liked his name. They had something in common, it seemed; he liked his name, too. That was why he had chosen it. "Merope. Should sleep if tired," he said briskly, turning to leave. He had to get his mask again before the sun made him disappear and become Walter again. (Reply to this) (Parent)