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Edward (shear_innocence) wrote in vas_captio_rpg,
@ 2009-10-25 15:05:00

Current music:	My Chemical Romance- "Disenchanted"
Entry tags:	!active, day 28, edward scissorhands, jack harkness, location: gym, nymphadora tonks

It Was a Lie When They Smiled, and Said "You Won't Feel a Thing"
Who: Jack Harkness, Tonks, and Edward
What: Experiment of cuts and lacerations against everyone's will except management.
Where: The Gym
When: Day 28.
Rating: PG-13 for angst and blood.
Status: Active, ongoing

Edward waited outside the gym for something. What it was, his simple mind and limited vocabulary couldn't quite place, but he knew that it was important for him to refrain from entering the gym until he was supposed to. Somehow, he did know what was going to happen once Jack Harkness arrived with Tonks. He would need to hurt her, and make her bleed. He thought of the ways he'd do this, which of his blades he'd use, how much blood was likely to come from each laceration.

"I'll start with staring at her. Then I will continue with her arms. Then, after that, I'll cut her legs. I'll cut her face next. Then I'll cut her hands. Then, after that, I'll count the drops of blood." Edward said all of this with a blank face reminiscent of his early days after his creation by the inventor. Then, the seventh sentence he uttered was accompanied by a frightened change of expression and a soft sniffling.

"I don't want to do this..."

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polymorphic
2009-11-03 08:37 pm UTC (link)

The spritely woman continued to fight up until she was strapped down on the table, and fought even after that. Granted, it was futile and she knew that. But that didn't mean that she'd give up just yet.

The straps, of course, were much stronger than a person would be. So she was held down and only squirming when Edward came closer. "Edward. Lambie. C'mon, it's me Tonks!" It was odd how they knew exactly who she was but whatever had Edward and Jack mindswiped was so strong.

"I--Ow!" She was going to say something but cried out sharply when the scissors sliced into her skin and blood flowed freely afterward. It hurt like a bitch, causing tears to pop up in her eyes, and Tonks couldn't cover the wound thanks to being strapped down.

"Edward, please." Please fight this.

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shear_innocence
2009-11-10 01:41 am UTC (link)

Tonks' heartfelt pleas would doubtless move Edward, on any other day, during any other experiment. The man was quick to love, and hate or malice were virtually unknown to him. Even what he was doing now was far from a demonstration of ill intentions. It was bewildered, unquestioning obedience, but he didn't mean to harm his friend. It just felt right. So right, in fact, that it was the only correct thing to do. Even when Tonks' skin tore, Edward's expression didn't change. "You should stay still," he said in his usual quiet voice. The first cut had been to his friend's arm, and now he was continuing with her legs, cutting long gashes deeply and with the same distant expression that would suggest chopping vegetables.

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