RPlog (closed) a little bit of questioning
slowly, auron starts coming around with a groan. his stomach did not like whatever it was that hojo injcted into him.
Hojo, grumbling, made his way back into the back, quickly locking doors behind him. The last thing he needed was anyong *meddling* with at least *part* of his experiment. "Ah, you're already awake..."
"h-huh?" his mind was fogged up to the point he couldn't understand hojo
Hojo arched an eyebrow. "...mostly. Interesting." He uncapped a syringe and took a blood sample, frowning to himself.
auron keeps blinking, trying to force himself into awareness
Hojo took a few other samples, including hair, then leaned over him. "Are we awake yet, hm?"
"what the fuck did you do to me? where's zexion?" his words are slurred still
"Such language," Hojo mused, tapping his fingers on the bench. "Zexion is... busy at the moment."
auron gagged a bit, fighting back nausea.. "don't touch him"
Hojo chuckled. "Oh? You're not in a position to give orders," he gave him a sharp jab with a bony finger. "So remember that."
twists, trying to work himself free and give the scrawny doctor a sound beating.
"Hm, I don't want to sedate you again, you know," Hojo took a step back. "You're much more useful awake.
"I'm going to snap your neck, you bastard"
"And so vhement," Hojo made a few notes.
*is half decent at getting himself out of bonds, and the leather strap on one is starting to loosen up*
Hojo continued writing, rather blissfully unaware, really.
auron almost had his right hand free, if he could just get it out and get to the knife in his boot....
Hojo looked up, tapping his pen against the clipboard. "HOw are you feeling?'
"a bit nauseaous." he slipped his hand out and darted to his boot
Hojo was writing again, nodding. "Yes, that's typical of the sedative used..."
his fingers reached the hilt and pulled it out, swinging the blade to stab hojo
Hojo fell back with a startled sound, the clipboard in his hand taking the blow. "What in-"
"fucker" auron wrenched the blade out, trying to cut the other cuff off as quickly as possible
Hojo twisted, quickly grabbing for the remaining vial of Versed and a clean syringe, all the while backpedaling from the examination table.
he lurches off the table, clinging to it as a bought of dizziness hit him. it'd be a great escape excpet for the puking his guts out.
"..." Hojo shook his head. "What an unfortunate side effect."
auron gasped between dry heaves, his face covered in sweat. "don't come near me..."
"Unless you want to pass out into a pool of you own vomit, I do believe you need my help," Hojo pointed out, rather dryly.
"not while you have a fucking syringe in your hand" he used the table to support himself, edgeing towards the door
Hojo's smile grew a bit wider. "I only want to help you. I'm so *interested* in your kind, you see... so very interested..."
"that would explain why you snuck up and drugged me." the stupid side effects were worse then the last time he had stomach flu, he was so fucking dizzy. he made an attempt to get to the door
Hojo took a step closer. "Yes... partially. Do tell me of yourself... all about yourself,w hat sort of abilities do you have, how did this effect your childhood, your adolescence...
"fuck you, not telling you a thing." he started dry heaving again, his ribs aching
"Oh, don't be difficult." Hojo drifted a few steps closer. "I do hate resorting to force."
"isn't it normale to ask first...' he gaged on bile 'then drug when needed?"
"I've asked, should I drug you now?" Hojo's smile was cruel again.
"you come close, I'll bring your insides out." he still has his knife, at least his knees were starting to feel a little stronger
Hojo chuckled, crossing his arms. "You're barely able to stand, much less attack me.
"you'd be surprised what I can do."
"Oh?" Hojo took another step forward, eyes lighting up. "Show jme..."
he held the knife up defensively, ready to jab
Expression souring, Hojo crossed his arms. "That wasn't waht I meant."
"I'm not gonna do something just because you tell me to." auron tried to take a step back, overbalanced, and fell back, managing to knock his head on the wall. "fuck!"
Hojo was over him in an instant, hand closing around his wrist. "Oh, I think you will," he chuckled, grip tightening.
auron still tried to stab hojo
Hojo cursed, the knife grazing his arm this time, and he took a step back, examining the wound.
auron squeezed his eyes tight, the dizziness hitting hard again
Taking advantage, Hojo struck him a hard blow across the face. "Idiot!'
"gah!"auron went limp as he tried to egt his bearings back and make the hallway stop doing loops around and around
"Hn." Hojo examined his arm. "I suppose this session will be cut short..."
"fucker..."
"Swearing will get you nowhere," Hojo mused, searching for the syringe he'd dropped.
"lemme go, you bastard"
"No," Hojo said absently, finding it and picking it up carefully.
auron looked like he was ready to pass out even without the drugs
Hojo moved over, kneelin down beside him. "It's much better to cooperate," he purred. "I'll even let you leave and take Zexion with you, if you return."
auron blinked, trying to focus. "no, no, don't trust you"
"I keep my word," Hojo insisted. "That I do."
"I don't fucking trust you," abruptly he started to pass out, but he managed to jerk himself out of it, blinking hard
"Then I'll just sit here and wait for you to pass out and tie you up again. With metal chains, this time." Hojo perched nearby, vulture-like, patient enough to stick by his words.
auron almosted said something clever in response, but he passed out on the floor
Hojo snorted quietly, and moved to pull him back up, offing at the weight. "How annoying," he muittered. "Couldn't have agreed with me.
auron made little groaning noises, but didn't wake up.
Hojo dumped him back on the bed and, true to his word, began fastening him down with metal cuffs.
auron tried to blink himself awake, his head lolling back. it would prolly be a good idea that auron be patted down for more weapons at this time
Hojo frowned, giving the man a cursory shakedown, finding an odd assortment of this and that in the weapons department. "Interesting."
hojo is probably lucky auron wasn't more with it, auron dozed for a while, sleeping off the rest of the sedative
Hojo relaxed, moving to sit to one side and write notes on the situation.
auron came around after a while, feeling much less nauseous now.
Hojo glanced up, eyebrow arching. "Finally awake again?"
"...."
"I'll take that as a yes." Hojo raked a hand through his hair, humming softly to himself.
auron tried to work some moisture into his mouth, grimacing at the gritty taste of bile
"If I give you a sip of water, are you going to spit it at me?" Hojo waved a cup in his face.
"no." he was much too thirsty for that.
"GOod." Hojo held the cup to his lips.
sips it, glad to get the taste out of his mouth
"Very good," Hojo praised him, letting him drink all he wished.
he grimaced at the tone hojo used, what was he, a dog? but he drank about half the glass anway
Setting the glass aside, Hojo perched on a stool. "NOw, are you ready to talk?"
auron sighed. "like I have a choice now?"
"Not really," Hojo smirked at him.
"... fine.'
"Good..." Hojo tapped his pen on paper.
auron grumped a little, but didn't curse out hojo.
Hojo tapped his chin. "Some progress, I suppose. Now, let's talk about Zexion, shall we?"
"... alright."
"Now, whatever convinced you it was a good idea to force him sexually?" Hojo tapped his pen against his clipboard
"I needed him to tell me the truth. he was lying to me."
"There are easier ways to get to the truth. Why did you think it was a good idea, tell me."
"it seemed like a good idea at the time
"..." Hojo forced himself to reserve judgement, taking notes quietly. "Have you ever been raped?"
"no."
"Hm," Hojo looked up. "Do you realize that it is a traumatizing and invasive procedure?"
"yes. but I warned him I would do it."
"You threatened him," Hojo corrected him.
'I warned him."
"Semantics," Hojo shook his head. "You're dressing up an ugly word. You threatened him with rape. So, he is your lover. Why do something like that to one you love?"
"because I wanted him?"
"Hm." Hojo wrote a few more things down. "Interesting."
auron squirmed a little, testing the limits of his chains.
"Stop that," Hojo didn't even look up. "You're quite an interesting subject."
"hmp." he settled back down, fighting the drowsiness that still lingered.
"You have no remorse for what you did?" Hojo looked up again.
"a little bit..."
"Just a little bit... describe it."
"I wish I hadn't made him cry"
"Hmm." Hojo wrote that down as well. "Very interesting."
"what are you aiming for?"
Hojo looked up, smiling coldly. "I believe you're a prime candidate for rehabilition.
"rehabilitation? I need my skills for my job."
Hojo laughed softly, fingers laced together. "You show signs of detachment, dissassociation, inability to understand right from wrong... you're borderling legally insane, I believe. If your little friend took you to trial, I'd considering unfit to stand."
"that's why they hired me. and he wouldn't, I didn't leave any marks, so it would be hard for him to prove it wasn't consentual."
"Hmm, premeditated and calculating..." He quickly moved to write that down as well. "Very interesting..."
"..." auron eyed hojo
"Hm." Hojo looked up. "Do you love Zexion?'
"yes, I love him alot. I doubt he belives me."
"I can't blame him," Hojo murmured to himself, too stoftly for Auron to hear. "Well, you have a very *odd* way of showing it."
auron licked his lips, half wondering how much time had passed... the last several hours were hazy.
"Well." Hojo straightened. "I will not go to the police with my findings if you agree to come back next week. Understood? I will release you."
"they won't belive you."
"Oh, they will," Hojo chuckled. "Anyway- do we have an agreement?"
"...fine"
"Very good," Hojo looked pleased. "I definitely want to do this again, Mr. Auron. You're fascinating." He moved to unlock the chains.
"..." auron glowered the whole time. it seemed liek a lot of effort on hojo's part just to egt that little bit of information out. at least he didn't ask about his mutation or history.
"I think next week we'll start with your childhood and work our way up from there," Hojo smiled, stepping back. "Nine-thirty, Wednesday morning, Mr. Auron. Do *not* be late."
"... alright." auron stood up carefully, shaking his tingling hands out as he grabbed his coat and stumbled out of the office. he probably looked like hell and smelled like vomit. great.
Hojo merely chuckled, watching Auron go. This was going to be far, far better than he'd intended.
auron somehow managed to drive back to the apartment without crashing into anything and get into the apartment, falling asleep face-first on the bed.
Hojo, grumbling, made his way back into the back, quickly locking doors behind him. The last thing he needed was anyong *meddling* with at least *part* of his experiment. "Ah, you're already awake..."
"h-huh?" his mind was fogged up to the point he couldn't understand hojo
Hojo arched an eyebrow. "...mostly. Interesting." He uncapped a syringe and took a blood sample, frowning to himself.
auron keeps blinking, trying to force himself into awareness
Hojo took a few other samples, including hair, then leaned over him. "Are we awake yet, hm?"
"what the fuck did you do to me? where's zexion?" his words are slurred still
"Such language," Hojo mused, tapping his fingers on the bench. "Zexion is... busy at the moment."
auron gagged a bit, fighting back nausea.. "don't touch him"
Hojo chuckled. "Oh? You're not in a position to give orders," he gave him a sharp jab with a bony finger. "So remember that."
twists, trying to work himself free and give the scrawny doctor a sound beating.
"Hm, I don't want to sedate you again, you know," Hojo took a step back. "You're much more useful awake.
"I'm going to snap your neck, you bastard"
"And so vhement," Hojo made a few notes.
*is half decent at getting himself out of bonds, and the leather strap on one is starting to loosen up*
Hojo continued writing, rather blissfully unaware, really.
auron almost had his right hand free, if he could just get it out and get to the knife in his boot....
Hojo looked up, tapping his pen against the clipboard. "HOw are you feeling?'
"a bit nauseaous." he slipped his hand out and darted to his boot
Hojo was writing again, nodding. "Yes, that's typical of the sedative used..."
his fingers reached the hilt and pulled it out, swinging the blade to stab hojo
Hojo fell back with a startled sound, the clipboard in his hand taking the blow. "What in-"
"fucker" auron wrenched the blade out, trying to cut the other cuff off as quickly as possible
Hojo twisted, quickly grabbing for the remaining vial of Versed and a clean syringe, all the while backpedaling from the examination table.
he lurches off the table, clinging to it as a bought of dizziness hit him. it'd be a great escape excpet for the puking his guts out.
"..." Hojo shook his head. "What an unfortunate side effect."
auron gasped between dry heaves, his face covered in sweat. "don't come near me..."
"Unless you want to pass out into a pool of you own vomit, I do believe you need my help," Hojo pointed out, rather dryly.
"not while you have a fucking syringe in your hand" he used the table to support himself, edgeing towards the door
Hojo's smile grew a bit wider. "I only want to help you. I'm so *interested* in your kind, you see... so very interested..."
"that would explain why you snuck up and drugged me." the stupid side effects were worse then the last time he had stomach flu, he was so fucking dizzy. he made an attempt to get to the door
Hojo took a step closer. "Yes... partially. Do tell me of yourself... all about yourself,w hat sort of abilities do you have, how did this effect your childhood, your adolescence...
"fuck you, not telling you a thing." he started dry heaving again, his ribs aching
"Oh, don't be difficult." Hojo drifted a few steps closer. "I do hate resorting to force."
"isn't it normale to ask first...' he gaged on bile 'then drug when needed?"
"I've asked, should I drug you now?" Hojo's smile was cruel again.
"you come close, I'll bring your insides out." he still has his knife, at least his knees were starting to feel a little stronger
Hojo chuckled, crossing his arms. "You're barely able to stand, much less attack me.
"you'd be surprised what I can do."
"Oh?" Hojo took another step forward, eyes lighting up. "Show jme..."
he held the knife up defensively, ready to jab
Expression souring, Hojo crossed his arms. "That wasn't waht I meant."
"I'm not gonna do something just because you tell me to." auron tried to take a step back, overbalanced, and fell back, managing to knock his head on the wall. "fuck!"
Hojo was over him in an instant, hand closing around his wrist. "Oh, I think you will," he chuckled, grip tightening.
auron still tried to stab hojo
Hojo cursed, the knife grazing his arm this time, and he took a step back, examining the wound.
auron squeezed his eyes tight, the dizziness hitting hard again
Taking advantage, Hojo struck him a hard blow across the face. "Idiot!'
"gah!"auron went limp as he tried to egt his bearings back and make the hallway stop doing loops around and around
"Hn." Hojo examined his arm. "I suppose this session will be cut short..."
"fucker..."
"Swearing will get you nowhere," Hojo mused, searching for the syringe he'd dropped.
"lemme go, you bastard"
"No," Hojo said absently, finding it and picking it up carefully.
auron looked like he was ready to pass out even without the drugs
Hojo moved over, kneelin down beside him. "It's much better to cooperate," he purred. "I'll even let you leave and take Zexion with you, if you return."
auron blinked, trying to focus. "no, no, don't trust you"
"I keep my word," Hojo insisted. "That I do."
"I don't fucking trust you," abruptly he started to pass out, but he managed to jerk himself out of it, blinking hard
"Then I'll just sit here and wait for you to pass out and tie you up again. With metal chains, this time." Hojo perched nearby, vulture-like, patient enough to stick by his words.
auron almosted said something clever in response, but he passed out on the floor
Hojo snorted quietly, and moved to pull him back up, offing at the weight. "How annoying," he muittered. "Couldn't have agreed with me.
auron made little groaning noises, but didn't wake up.
Hojo dumped him back on the bed and, true to his word, began fastening him down with metal cuffs.
auron tried to blink himself awake, his head lolling back. it would prolly be a good idea that auron be patted down for more weapons at this time
Hojo frowned, giving the man a cursory shakedown, finding an odd assortment of this and that in the weapons department. "Interesting."
hojo is probably lucky auron wasn't more with it, auron dozed for a while, sleeping off the rest of the sedative
Hojo relaxed, moving to sit to one side and write notes on the situation.
auron came around after a while, feeling much less nauseous now.
Hojo glanced up, eyebrow arching. "Finally awake again?"
"...."
"I'll take that as a yes." Hojo raked a hand through his hair, humming softly to himself.
auron tried to work some moisture into his mouth, grimacing at the gritty taste of bile
"If I give you a sip of water, are you going to spit it at me?" Hojo waved a cup in his face.
"no." he was much too thirsty for that.
"GOod." Hojo held the cup to his lips.
sips it, glad to get the taste out of his mouth
"Very good," Hojo praised him, letting him drink all he wished.
he grimaced at the tone hojo used, what was he, a dog? but he drank about half the glass anway
Setting the glass aside, Hojo perched on a stool. "NOw, are you ready to talk?"
auron sighed. "like I have a choice now?"
"Not really," Hojo smirked at him.
"... fine.'
"Good..." Hojo tapped his pen on paper.
auron grumped a little, but didn't curse out hojo.
Hojo tapped his chin. "Some progress, I suppose. Now, let's talk about Zexion, shall we?"
"... alright."
"Now, whatever convinced you it was a good idea to force him sexually?" Hojo tapped his pen against his clipboard
"I needed him to tell me the truth. he was lying to me."
"There are easier ways to get to the truth. Why did you think it was a good idea, tell me."
"it seemed like a good idea at the time
"..." Hojo forced himself to reserve judgement, taking notes quietly. "Have you ever been raped?"
"no."
"Hm," Hojo looked up. "Do you realize that it is a traumatizing and invasive procedure?"
"yes. but I warned him I would do it."
"You threatened him," Hojo corrected him.
'I warned him."
"Semantics," Hojo shook his head. "You're dressing up an ugly word. You threatened him with rape. So, he is your lover. Why do something like that to one you love?"
"because I wanted him?"
"Hm." Hojo wrote a few more things down. "Interesting."
auron squirmed a little, testing the limits of his chains.
"Stop that," Hojo didn't even look up. "You're quite an interesting subject."
"hmp." he settled back down, fighting the drowsiness that still lingered.
"You have no remorse for what you did?" Hojo looked up again.
"a little bit..."
"Just a little bit... describe it."
"I wish I hadn't made him cry"
"Hmm." Hojo wrote that down as well. "Very interesting."
"what are you aiming for?"
Hojo looked up, smiling coldly. "I believe you're a prime candidate for rehabilition.
"rehabilitation? I need my skills for my job."
Hojo laughed softly, fingers laced together. "You show signs of detachment, dissassociation, inability to understand right from wrong... you're borderling legally insane, I believe. If your little friend took you to trial, I'd considering unfit to stand."
"that's why they hired me. and he wouldn't, I didn't leave any marks, so it would be hard for him to prove it wasn't consentual."
"Hmm, premeditated and calculating..." He quickly moved to write that down as well. "Very interesting..."
"..." auron eyed hojo
"Hm." Hojo looked up. "Do you love Zexion?'
"yes, I love him alot. I doubt he belives me."
"I can't blame him," Hojo murmured to himself, too stoftly for Auron to hear. "Well, you have a very *odd* way of showing it."
auron licked his lips, half wondering how much time had passed... the last several hours were hazy.
"Well." Hojo straightened. "I will not go to the police with my findings if you agree to come back next week. Understood? I will release you."
"they won't belive you."
"Oh, they will," Hojo chuckled. "Anyway- do we have an agreement?"
"...fine"
"Very good," Hojo looked pleased. "I definitely want to do this again, Mr. Auron. You're fascinating." He moved to unlock the chains.
"..." auron glowered the whole time. it seemed liek a lot of effort on hojo's part just to egt that little bit of information out. at least he didn't ask about his mutation or history.
"I think next week we'll start with your childhood and work our way up from there," Hojo smiled, stepping back. "Nine-thirty, Wednesday morning, Mr. Auron. Do *not* be late."
"... alright." auron stood up carefully, shaking his tingling hands out as he grabbed his coat and stumbled out of the office. he probably looked like hell and smelled like vomit. great.
Hojo merely chuckled, watching Auron go. This was going to be far, far better than he'd intended.
auron somehow managed to drive back to the apartment without crashing into anything and get into the apartment, falling asleep face-first on the bed.