In Over Our Heads (tag Wither)

[evilst]

Kevin had been locked in the very small, very smelly room for… he didn’t really know how long. There was no window, no way of seeing outside at all. There was only the single, bare bulb that hung too far overhead for him to reach. It had been a long time since he’d eaten

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[polyesterman]

Kevin shrank away from the girl, his hands scrambling for purchase on the slick metal floor. He had awaken in clothing similar to surgical scrubs, with his arms, hands and feet dangerously left exposed. "I-I-I don't want to hurt you! I don't even know you...."

He shrank back at her terrified gaze. "If I take that duct tape off of your mouth, will you, um... stay away?" He reached forward, only to pause and pull back his bare hand. How can I get the tape off of her mouth without decaying her?

He shrugged off his shirt and wrapped the fabric around his hand. He carefully reached forward to the girl who was scrabbling back from him, her eyes round in panic. He worked carefully at a corner of the duct tape. The corner came free, slightly moist from the girl's mouth. He ripped the rest of the tape away and sprang back to his end of the closet.

A string of Japanese rushed from the girl's mouth, and Kevin was pretty sure that it was angry. He put his shirt back on, grimacing at the sensation of his rumbling stomach.

[runawaywitch]

Nico finished her mini-tirade, knowing that her mother would have had a heart attack if she'd heard what she'd just said. Then she took several breaths, using the time to study the boy who'd pulled the tape off her mouth, noting how he seemed to be terrified of touching her. Or at least, touching skin. "Thanks. Think you could get my hands? I've got gloves on."

[polyesterman]

Kevin blew out a sigh of relief. "You speak English. Thank god." He stepped towards the girl and gingerly loosened one of the corners of the duct tape, taking care to only touch the tape. Even so, his knuckles brushed her gloves once, and a hole wore its way through the fabric.

Snatching his fingers away, Kevin asked, "What are your gloves made of, cotton? Leather? They're useless!!" He backed away, hands covering his face. "I'm so hungry. I can't do this. I can't do this! Not after what happened to Laurie."

Kevin sunk to the ground as Nico ripped the rest of the duct tape from her hands. "Why couldn't I have lost my power when everyone else did?"

[runawaywitch]

"Hey, hey, hey!" Nico said struggling to get herself upright. "No freaking out! That will not get us out of this mess." She tried to feel out her bonds with her fingers. Felt like rope. "Okay. Deep breath, stay cool. What can you do, exactly?" She wiggled her shoulders and tried pulling her hands apart. She still felt sick to her stomach from whatever the hell the bastard had done to her before bringing her here. It'd felt like he was trying to rip her intestines out through her belly button.