Orb, RD11, somewhere in or just outside Schwanheim.

[bondsoflove]

[A young man is backing away from view, staring forward with confusion. He has no idea what the orb is, has never seen anything like it, and is threatened by its presence.

He tries hitting it, to no avail. The sword, which looks a little too big for him, doesn’t work either.

He makes a noise of frustration and drops the sword with a clatter, pacing the little room in circles. He keeps a wary eye on the orb, waiting for it, or something inside it, to attack him.

After a while, he balls his hands into fists and sinks down against the wall, teeth gritted. He glares, no longer at the orb but at the floor, and pounds one fist.

His face contorts with some unseen pain, and he rocks himself back and forth, jaw clenched around silent sobs--his eyes are screwed shut as water leaks down his face and drips from his chin, his jaw. If you listen closely, you can hear his breath hitching in time with jerks of his shoulders.

He shakes his head--releases and re-clenches his fists. He’s mouthing ‘no, no’; he bites his lip and stops breathing completely, terrifyingly still.

He lets out his breath with a gasp and sucks it back in, harsh. Freezes again.

This repeats for a few minutes, but it seems to calm him. The rocking slows, and his breathing is less jagged and desperate. Finally, rubs his forearm over his eyes.

He focuses on the orb again, and his gaze flashes murderous, wild red. His voice is raw and full of more fury than should fit in his small, slender body.]

If this is an imprisonment, let me the fuck out before I set this whole place on fire.

Comments

[greatsquirrelhunter]

[Faolan doesn't like to see people unhappy and whimpers in sympathy.]

Don't be sad! Don't be sad! Here is good place!

[bondsoflove]

[Sasuke startles violently, staring at the orb.

His eyes narrow, sharingan wheeling.]

Name and purpose.

[greatsquirrelhunter]

[Whoa, that looks freaky. Does it hurt?]

Are okay? Not hurt your eyes?

[This totally takes precedence over answering questions.]

[bondsoflove]

[He blinks.

The mangekyou is inflammatory, but--this isn't the mangekyou. His eyes feel fine, actually--less sore than they've been in weeks.]

No, it doesn't hurt.

[greatsquirrelhunter]

That is good! Am glad you don't hurt!

[somewhatpointy]

[Ryo's assuming the "imprisonment" comment is in regards to the room he sees in the backdrop there. The rage he's seeing? Well, he knows that feeling. It's not really affecting him much.

The red eyes he's seeing? Well, that's interesting...]

Just walk out the door. No one's holding you there.

[bondsoflove]

[He laughs, humorlessly.]

Right. Walk out into who knows what. I'm not fucking stupid.

[somewhatpointy]

[Ryo shrugs.]

Well, if you like sticking around in a tiny bedroom waiting for nothing, then be my guest.

Just ask yourself this--if this were a prison, then why would you have that sword?

[bondsoflove]

[Picking up the sword again.]

Ch.

And I'm supposed to just trust you that this will be adequate against whatever's on the other side of the door?

[wheresmycoffee]

Luck with that. [[said oh so dryly]]

Have you even tried the door?

[bondsoflove]

Don't patronize me.

[Hissed.] I'm assessing my surroundings.

[wheresmycoffee]

Stop acting like an idiot first.

[[so sympathetic.]]

[bondsoflove]

Either make your move or leave me alone. Talking shit is pointless.

[tatra]

Oh dear. Please don't do that, we would send you home again if we knew how.

[bondsoflove]

[He knows better than to trust a puppy face, but for now he'll play along.]

Where am I, then?

[tatra]

This city is called Schwanheim. A great many of us have been brought to this world primarily to assist with the matter of some magical thorns.

[bondsoflove]

And a dispel technique doesn't work.

[Frowns.] Not that I have any reason to believe you.

[noblehealer]

Oh please don't do that, I can't help you get out of here, but I can help in other ways.

[bondsoflove]

[If he weren't so quickly running out of other options, he wouldn't be considering it.

But dammit, there's only so much he can do locked up in a little room like this.]

Such as.

[noblehealer]

Well, I can try and help in anyway possible, be it healing or anything else.

[bondsoflove]

[She looks like someone he knows. Incidentally, she's also a healer.

He frowns.]

Give me an estimate of the terrain and any potential threats.

[goldeneyeball]

_{[Have a less-than-pleasant guy with a wonky eye and antlers! He's watched all this unfold with a slowly lifting brow.]}

That might not actually be such a bad idea.

[bondsoflove]

[Antlers.

Wonky eyes, Sasuke's familiar with.

But antlers. Not so much.]

What stake do you have in its destruction?

[goldeneyeball]

Stake...? Hell, you look trapped and fire is as good a way to get out as any! _{Unless everything in there's stone, I guess...}

[bondsoflove]

I'm not talking about getting out, I'm talking about getting back. Which means I need to find the source of the transport.