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Asylum Latios and Latias Entry |
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This was a entry that Alamoraine and I worked together on for a brother and sister flatsale. Since it was thought to be a bit unfair for us to have our entry as a joint one, we split the entry into two parts. A He side and a She side. Because I loved the chemistry of the two, and because it is the original entry, I decided to keep a copy of it here.
Username: Yousei Akki
Preferences: Latios
Brief Description of Personality: Stern and responsible. Devoted to his sister and upholds the ideals that the strong should protect the weak in whatever situation they may find themselves in. He also believes that one must follow the rules to protect order from chaos.
Your Entry: Prompt 2
Do You Understand That These Nurses Are RP Mandatory? Yes!
Do You Understand That if You Act Up in Thread, Your Nurse Can be Demoted? Yes
Username: Alamoraine
Preferences: Latias
Brief Description of Personality: Tenderhearted and emotional. Cherishes freedom and laments when it is denied to others. She relies on her brother for support and protection, as well as to be the voice of reason when her emotions overwhelm her and might cause her to do something foolish.
Your Entry: Prompt 2
Do You Understand That These Nurses Are RP Mandatory? Yes!
Do You Understand That if You Act Up in Thread, Your Nurse Can be Demoted? Yes
Latios felt his back very slowly unstiffen. It had been a slightly jarring experience to speak with the doctor. No...not speak. To listen to. Latios could not think of anything beyond a curt 'Yes' that he had said in response to anything in the short discussion. His hands were still flat at his sides and his red eyes peered through the narrow blue slits of his mask at the closing door. Their orders had been rather simple and to the point. There was no way to possibly misconstrue what was expected of himself and his little sister. Carefully Latios turned on the ball of one foot, his fin like wings flexed with the movement, and he glanced down at the red headed Latias. He only dared to speak to her mentally at this point, as he did not wish to be overheard by either the luckless fellow strapped down, or by the doctor that had just left their presence. ~Are you all right Latias?~ He gently murmured into her mind. His hand lifted at the same time to reach and rest upon her shoulder in what he wished to be a gesture of comfort.
Listening……how true was that statement. Throughout the entire speech that the doctor had given them, Latias had not trusted herself to speak. Instead she had sat there beside her brother, stifling the urge to bring her hand up to her mouth and become the very picture of horrified disbelief. Whenever she heard Latios utter his short answers, she merely nodded her head, afraid that her voice might break if she chose to add her own verbal two-cents. The instant the unpleasant man had left, she visibly shivered, wishing she could shake away her terror as easily as the shivers that had been placing icy little fingers over every exposed inch of her skin. She cast one worried glance at the patient who lay strapped just a foot away, silently moving his lips in…..what? A silent prayer? A plea for help? ~Oh Latios!~ Her distress sounded strong and clear as she gripped her brother’s arm, her soft brown eyes pooling with unshed tears. ~I thought that when we came here that we would be helping people get well! But this poor man….. She spared another glance at the table. It seems as though the real kindness would be to end it for him…..but if THAT is the kindness…..what sort of place is this, Latios?~
He often wished to portray himself as the one with all the answers. So that Latias would never have questions or doubts when she turned to him. It was hard in this case however. Every answer seemed to be the wrong one, and the right answer escaped his grasp. So when his little sister turned to him, he felt a bitterness born of self conflict. The distress in her voice was crystal clear, and his preferred answer would have been to sooth her by any means possible. Latios shifted his hand up to curl about the smaller red head's shoulders so he could gently embrace her. ~We will be helping.~ he assured her in his cool mellow voice. She had not been the only one hoping for a better situation then this. Still, if he let himself relax his tense shoulders and pushed for his mind to look past this torment, he could see that they were in fact in the best position available. There were countless others of their kind being brought into this place right now. Luckless fellows who were not going to be given as good a chance of survival as himself and his sister. Latios would gladly trade any of them for the safety of his sister, and so that was how he saw this. It was how he had to see it. ~We can not change our fate Latias. Nor can we challenge those who are stronger then us. What we can do, however, is our small part to alter the fate of those who are suffering.~ Latios gently released his sister and forced himself to approach the suffering individual on the table. Their orders were very clear and he would not test the one who commanded them. ~He is in pain. We will do what we can to ease it. This is what we can do for those less fortunate then us, but only within the allowances of those who are in charge of this place.~ Latios lifted his eyes to look at his poor sister. She did not deserve to be exposed to such unpleasantness... "Latias. Fetch me some clean cloth and warm water. I will wash away the blood so as to make his respite more comfortable." Finally he spoke aloud, giving his sister a soft nudging order. He would tend to the unpleasant part of this task, so that she could be spared some part of her innocence.
Latias let her brother's embrace comfort her, allowing her to remember that though this place was like nothing she had been expecting, he was here too, and he would make sure that they weren't the ones being strapped down and made to endure what no patient ought to. To think, that soon she might see some of her own kind on tables like that......the thought of a little Eevee laying there, ears twitching in distress, held down by evil straps that had to be shortened to accommodate their small, dainty hands. The thought made her cling a little harder to her brother's strong, reassuring frame. This time, her words were quieter, more in control.~ I want to do more than help them as we are allowed; I want to do more. They do not belong here; they need to be set free. ~She personally valued freedom very highly and could never understand those of her kind who willingly committed themselves to the service of battling over disputes that weren't even theirs and oftentimes seemed nonexistent.
She nodded as she was led back to the writhing patient on the table; not of her kind, but she still felt sorry for him. When Latios told her to fetch the cloth and water, it was all she could do to keep from running to fetch the items; she had the most uncomfortable feeling that that deplorable doctor was somewhere near, watching them and seeing what they would do. The thought gave way to a strange idea that invaded her mind and caused her to stare thoughtfully as she poured the water from a rusted tap and sought after the washcloth with the least amount of stains, and followed her as she walked back to the table and her brother. Latios she thought to him as she gave up water and cloth and moved to his side as though to watch the procedure.~Do you think these people, these doctors, do this because they hunger for blood? Supposing they wish to teach us to do the same thing? How can we hurt as well as heal? It seems so wrong.~
Latios let his red eyes fix on the unfortunate strapped down. His sisters words were not unexpected, and though he echoed them in his heart, he was very stern when he mentally replied to her. ~It is not our place to make such decisions Latias. As good as your intentions are, it would only lead to more suffering. Sometimes the only way to help is to accept the limitations of your situation.~ It did not set well with Latios to defend the doctors orders, but this situation had to be looked at logically. To disobey would just lead to them being placed in a more helpless state. As nurses they could work to ease some of the suffering and unjust treatment. Latios could accept this. He would honor the rules laid out and use his position to do what good he could. More importantly though, he would use his position to ensure his sister never ever ended up in the place that this human creature now was.
Latios looked at the straps and the blood as he accepted the cloth and water from Latias. No. He would never allow something like this to happen to his sister. Though his sister mentally voiced her concerns about their future, he could not..no...it was not that he could not. Latios simply would not share his own feelings with his sister about this. ~I do not know Latias. I do not think I can understand these beings, and it is not something you ought to try either.~ Latios wrung the cloth out and gently dabbed the humans wounds until he was certain there was no more blood visible. What more could he do? Latios made a small gesture with his hand towards his sister. "Latias. See if you can find a blanket and pillow. He is probably cold." With all the blood loss, if he was going to survive he'd need to be kept warm...hmmm.. "And you best find something clean to give him water from. He is probably thirsty." Latios opted to speak aloud once more for the simple and basic commands. Internally though... ~I do not think they will teach us anything Latias. We are not here as students. We are here as staff. This is our purpose, to help those like this man to recover. Do not worry about this further little sister. I will take care of everything.~ Latios glanced over to his sister, and for her sake he managed a small smile.
"We are the Nurses here. Our very purpose is to heal. Do not be afraid little sister."
Any semblance of a wild idea that Latias had been trying to flower about freeing the helpless patient died at her brother's words. She lowered her head, shamefaced. Latios had always been the more level-headed one, less inclined to let his emotions show so openly. She didn't know what she would have done without him; doubtless she would have let herself fall into a trap and end up either fighting someone else's battles or something worse, like their poor patient. She was doubly glad to have her brother at her side in such a dark, cruel place.
~I understand~ she said, a hint of meekness in her voice. She knew that the only thing keeping them from being experiments themselves was to do the bidding of the doctors, no matter how unfair it seemed. But at least they could do their part to help those more unfortunate than them. She turned and began to search the room for a blanket and pillow. She managed to find what passed for a tatty blanket; she thought it must have at one point been something to separate a patient who had bled out from staining the mattress beneath them. She winced at the elaborate brown staining; she couldn't give such a thing to an ailing patient! It might very well make him sick!
A sudden movement caught her eye, and Latias whirled around in time to see the patient, who had seemed so seemingly fragile only moments ago, let loose with a roar of outraged pain and sit up in his bed, the straps tearing from his wrists even as they left angry red welts that caused blood to bead onto the clammy skin like strings of red pearls. She saw Latios turn in surprise, completely take aback by the patient's sudden movement and still recovering as the man wrenched his legs free and with the raging lunge of a livid Steelix, launched himself at Latias, his eyes burning with feverish rage. With a strangled scream of fright, Latias dropped the stained blanket and brought her arms up, crossing them over her chest and squeezing her eyes shut in fright. Apparently the wild patient had used most of his bestial strength to break free of his bonds; her defensive shield not only succeeded in stopping his charge toward her, but also sent him reeling backwards, stumbling and falling sideways back onto the blood-stained table.
While Latias searched for some sort of blanket, Latios turned his own attention to helping by looking for the water he wished to give the patient. He was certain he would be weak after all his torment. It also gave him something to distract himself from the horrible sadness he detected in his sisters mental voice. It could very well kill him to hear her so upset. She was being meek now, but he knew that it was only because it was himself that was telling her these things. Latios shifted his red eyes to look upon his sister with pity. It rent his heart to see such a look on her face. With a shake of his head, he peered down at the mess of seemingly random items tossed into a drawer. perhaps something here could be used as a makeshift cup?
The sound of rage unleashed caused Latios to drop the ramble of items back into the drawer. he spun quickly, his wings flaring widely as he laid his gaze on the enraged creature. How had he gotten up!? He had been secured tot he table, and after his ordeal surely he had no strength to tear free! If he did then he'd have broken free during his mistreatment! Such questions did not matter right now though. His sister was in danger! "Latias!!" Latios darted around the table, a flutter of fear in his chest as his sister shrank back. He saw the shimmer of her protective shield being raised around her. Good girl! Leave the altercation to him. The unfortunate stumbled back towards the table he had just broken free from due to rebounding off his sisters shield. Latios lunged forwards to grab the wounded man by his shoulders and pushed himself forwards on top of him.
Yes...Latios could feel the weakness in the muscles of this one. It was only a slight struggle to push and pin his arm down where the strap was. Latios shifted his position to pin the humans arm against his side so as to free up one of his hands. It would have been easier to simply ask Latias to aid him...but he would not ask that of her. It would be too hard of a task. While it seemed easy enough to re-latch the bindings onto the human, he knew her little heart would be overwhelmed with empathy and guilt. No...He would struggle for this himself and keep her out of such a dilemma. As Latios cinched one of the straps in place his red eyes narrowed in suspicion. The cuff for the humans wrists did not show any tears. There was no sign of having been ripped open in the least, and the human was clearly too weak to have summoned that degree of strength anyways. While he had attacked Latias in his fury, Latios found that he was no true challenge. So then... how had he gotten free?
The only answer he could think of was that his cuffs had been loosened. Latias had not touched them nor come close enough to do such a thing. Latios knew he had done no such thing. Did that mean...? Had the doctor purposefully loosened these cuffs? Was it some...test?
"Don't hurt him!" Latias winced as the cry broke free from her lips. She had meant to mentally cry out to her brother, but at the same time it occurred to her that such a shout inside her brother's head might be distracting enough that the patient might inflict him some mild harm, no more than that since the man still seemed very weak. What a sad show of desperation, to make one last desperate lunge like a wounded Nidorino, still knowing that he couldn't possibly get away. Her soft heart went out to him even as he struggled in her brother's strong grip.
She rushed over to the table to help her brother, looking as though she might cry at the very thought of putting the man back into the bonds that he had hated so much that he had risked opening his wrists to get free of them....... Looking down at one of the red-stained leather straps, she noticed the same odd thing that her brother had; the tears on the man's skin had come from the prong dragging across it like a tiny, dull knife. But that wouldn't happen unless the prong hadn't been doing it's job of anchoring the tongue and effectively buckling the strap. Which would mean that the strap had not been buckled when the man had broken loose. Her mouth dropped open in shock, and she turned to her brother and pointed at the stained strap. ~Latios........he wasn't strapped down. The doctor LET him attack us.~
Don't hurt...him? Latios could have pretended the cry was meant for the human he was struggling with, but he knew it was aimed at him. It did not concern Latios at the moment though. His thoughts were whirling with the knowledge that even his sweet innocent sister was capable of seeing. ~Yes~ he spoke softly into his sisters mind. This was clearly done on purpose. Latios shifted off the human after he made certain the cuffs were back in place. He glanced over at his sister, then allowed his red eyes to shift towards the doors. ~This is a test of obedience Latias. Clearly he wished to make certain we would do as is expected of our station. It is a pity for the human that we could not allow him to escape. But this is our job.~ Latios looked down on his sister and stepped around the table to place his hand on her shoulder. "Be at ease sister. We can do this, we will perform our jobs to the level required by the doctors. At the same time we will offer what small mercy we can within these limitations. If something proves too hard, trust in me. I will do whatever is required." He assured her. He had become resolved to this situation and he would not allow himself to falter...for his sisters sake.
Latias' vision darkened as she narrowed her eyes, her delicate hands shaking slightly as she balled her hands into fists. How dare those doctors do this; toy with lives like this?! It was inhuman! It was one thing to make others fight for you, but to reduce them to such a pained and desperate state and then use them to test people like her and her brother.....she had a hard time imagining anyone outside of an embodiment of evil could do such a thing to other living, breathing things. She looked at the man, now gasping with the effort of his ill-conceived escape attempt, her heart swelling with pity and compassion. As much as it hurt her to leave the man in his bonds, she knew that nothing would be gained by going against the wishes of the doctors. At least here, she and her brother were able to do some good; healing wounds and perhaps even doing a little bit more, simply by providing their charges with a friendly face to look at as they were trapped in a building of raging nightmares.
She smiled and nodded as she looked up adoringly at her brother. He would be here for her, a strong anchor to help hold her emotions in check, and to assure that she would play the part of the dutiful nurse until such a time came when they could be even more. Smiling her first real smile since setting foot in that miserable room, Latias sent her last thought winging to her brother's subconscious. ~Together. We'll do what's required together.~
 Yousei Akki · Sat May 21, 2011 @ 01:38am · 0 Comments |
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