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[behindcloseddoors]

 ♬ keep on wanting - the fray

WHO || Myri & Spike [closed]
WHAT || Myri share her discovery with Spike
WHERE || London, England
WHEN || mid-april, after dis
HOW || Actionspam

[Myri asks Spike to come with her, and they check out a car, which she lets him drive, directing him to take them towards London. As they ride, she studies him in the darkness, before finally saying:]   I... meant to ask as well, how you were feeling. I heard people talking about what happened.

 

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[bigbad]

[Spike stiffens a little, fingers tight on the steering wheel.] ...all right. Bit hard, not knowing if it'll happen again or when. [This car ride could get PRETTY DAMN DANGEROUS, for instance.]

[witchwoman]

And you think it has something to do with ... whatever it is that keeps you from harming humans?

[bigbad]

Seems the obvious cause. Unless I've got two types of excruciatingly painful headaches.

[witchwoman]

But this is... different than anything you've experienced before? What could be causing it?

[bigbad]

If I knew that, I'd have found some way to make it stop. For good.

[witchwoman]

Have you asked Wynn to help you look into it?

[bigbad]

[He shakes his head.]

When it first happened, I asked Solace to. Wynn's a good enough boss but we're not exactly poker chums. Didn't seem necessary to tell him I was having... trouble performing.

[witchwoman]

I rather doubt he would have seen it that way.

[bigbad]

Yeah, well, I saw it that way. It wasn't interfering with my work. [But that might change if it stopped coming at nice, predictable times.]

[witchwoman]

Yet so many of the villains we'll inevitably have to face to finish this are human. We've been lucky thus far, but don't you worry that--

[bigbad]

Yeah, I worry. But we've got bigger problems than me getting a little bit of pain when I hit people. I can still fight a good deal better than most of the team.

[And Spike can't help but feel like Wynn wouldn't be overly interested in restoring Spike's ability to harm humans. Spike's a vampire. Who would want to give him that option?]

[witchwoman]

What if... what if the pain becomes unbearable when you attack them?

[bigbad]

It already is. [Spike glances away. Usually he'll fight through it anyway. People depend on him too much for him to just let it be.] Look, I'll talk to Solace, all right? See if he's found anything. But if I tell Wynn... [He might take him off the mission. Might bench him. And Spike's pretty sure he'd go bloody insane lounging around the castle with nothing to do while they worked on fixing him.] Just... don't think it's the best plan.

[behindcloseddoors]

[ the tests and torment go on and on and on and on

but finally it seems there's an end in sight.

at least for one of them.

spike has overheard dimitris talking about being 'finished' with his tests, although the implications of that are certainly grisly. after all, they've made it nothing but clear what they're after: whatever's lodged inside his skull, which they've identified as a chip. apparently it's breaking down, and they want to get to it now before it's entirely destroyed, to study what they can of it.

their discussions of the operation don't seem to include much sensitivity to whether spike survives the op or no.

so here he is, strapped to a gurney and being wheeled into an operating lab, and of course, sarandis orders myri to see the show, because he's a special kind of sadist. she's brought in, broken, defeated as she is, and positioned in a small spare room where she can watch through a glass window. several doctors in stained lab coats pull on gloves and masks, wheeling lights and equipment around spike.

it doesn't get much darker, and hope has never seemed further away. ]

[bigbad]

Should be thanking you, mates.

[Spike's words are slurred. He's been in too much pain for too long to speak clearly, but that doesn't stop him.]

Be that much easier to kill you all once this thing's out of my head.

[witchwoman]

[Myri's standing in front of the glass, arms wrapped tightly around herself, shaking slightly. It's when Spike speaks that she shifts forward, a hand pressing to the glass as fresh tears spring to her eyes.]

[behindcloseddoors]

[ they ignore his weak quips, handing a scalpel over to the doctor... when suddenly all the lights flicker, and then the whole place plunges into darkness.

there's a commotion of noise, the sound of a doctor banging into a tray and knocking instruments on the ground, the scattered footsteps of guards, and then their deep yelling to STAY THERE, they're going to LOCK DOWN. ]

[bigbad]

[WHAT'S GOING ON ARE THEY BEING RESCUED? Spike looks around as best he can from the gurney (spot 27). Having vampire eyeballs is useful.]

[witchwoman]

[Myri immediately turns towards the guard in the room with her, eyes wide and adjusting to the darkness slowly (stupid human eyes).]

[behindcloseddoors]

[ dimitris' voice is heard scowling orders, and then his distinctive footsteps head out to investigate matters, i guess. his final orders are clear: "Keep them here!"

myri's guard moves closer to her but in the dark it's difficult to tell where to train his gun. spike can see clearly, but the room looks much the same as it did before, sans the few guards that dimitris took out of here with him. now there are just two by the door, as well as the doctors. ]

[bigbad]

[Two guards? Darkness where humans can't see? Solid. He struggles weakly at his bonds for a moment (str 4) before finding a ~burst of determination~ (action point) to rip free like the monster he is (str nat 20). He shifts to let his fangs out, then runs to the door, swinging his fist at the guard with wild abandon (atk 25, dmg 14). ....of course, it causes his chip to go off, worse than before (dmg 7), but bearable. He lets out a snarl of pain.]

[witchwoman]

[While Spike smashes the hell out of everything, Myri does her best to try to slink quiietly along the wall to at least get herself closer to the door for what she hopes is Spike's grand entrance to get her the hell out of there (move silently 25)]

[behindcloseddoors]

[ the lights flick on and off again, it's a rave up in hurr. one guard empties his gun towards spike (atk 27, 25; dmg 16), while the one he just hit steps back and does the same (atk 23, and a miss of 17, but hella penetration damage = 28 dmg). one of the doctors grabs a syringe and starts filling it up, hands shaking. ]

[bigbad]

[Well, crap, that hurt a lot. He's bleeding and drugged and his head hurts and this is not a fight he can win, but he still wants out of here.

So he takes the obvious route and

turns into a bat. (transfiguration 16).

Shoot him now, bitches.]

[witchwoman]

[Taking a deep breath, Myri gets brave and reaches to try to open the door, hoping to slip out in the confusion while things are still dark...]