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Jaime thomas // 23 // technopathy Surely if we knew what bitterness fate held in store, we would shrink back in fear and let the cup of life pass us by untasted.

[ladycelia]

bruised & bound || tessa, jaime + victoria

[naivestrength-blog]

Victoria vaguely heard the opening but didn’t bother turning her head. She had sensed the woman’s presence before she had even reached the door, feeling her high rating and, more importantly, the power that she possessed. The brunette shivered slightly. If what she had read was true, then this woman would be able to inflict pain without having to touch any of them.

Her thoughts were interrupted by a sudden burst of pain that seemed to boil her insides, making her feel like she was being ripped apart and stitched back together only to be ripped once again. It was all she could do not to scream her lungs out. The pain disappeared all of a sudden and Victoria took deep breaths greedily, the dull throbbing between her temples returning while her body trembled, still feeling the after effects.

It was almost as if the pain served as a wake up call for her as she looked up with wide eyes, watching the young Rebels with fearful eyes. They positioned themselves in front of the three hostages, each one at least a few meters away from their target and holding up their guns awkwardly due to their size. Victoria stole a glance at her fellow students and gulped, wishing that there was any way at all that they could escape and survive this.

[jaimexthomas-blog]

The woman nodded and the boys grabbed each of them, bringing them up to their knees. Jaime could sense the feeling of reluctance as they did so and knew they were fresh meat, unprepared and couldn’t have possibly agreed to this. He looked around once more and caught a large wire beside the woman’s foot, around the size of his wrist at most. If they could get water to spill, he could easily electrocute those standing in the puddle.

The guns were raised and pointed at each of their heads, sweat trickling down the necks of the boys. He pushed at his gag, praying that it would be loose enough to pop out. His prayers were answered and the gag fell onto the concrete floor. “Wait!” He called out, his voice hoarse from dehydration. The redhead woman whirled around and sneered at him, “Fix his gag.” she commanded one of the boys, who jumped slightly at the sudden order. As he approached Jaime, Jaime shouted out in desperation. “She -- she needs water.” He nodded towards the bruised girl that used to put up a fight, making eye contact with her for a brief moment.

The woman scoffed and threw at water bottle from a table nearby at the boy, clearly wanting him to do it himself. As he knelt down, Jaime nodded slightly and the girl head butted him, causing the bottle to go flying towards the remaining two boys and the leader. It landed with a loud thud and its contents spilled around them. “Oh look what you’ve done --” The woman’s angry tone got cut off when Jaime raised the electric cable using his ability and dropped it into the puddle of water. “What the fuck are you doing?” He quickly looked at the two girls and nodded, “Get ready to run.” he said and forced the electric cable to spark a fuse. The woman and the two boys let out pained screams as the electricity ran through their body. Jaime got up and ran towards the mechanical door, hoping that the other two girls were following him from behind.

[ladycelia]

bruised & bound || tessa, jaime + victoria

[naivestrength-blog]

She was far from inebriated that night but Victoria found it difficult to recall everything that had happened before she ended up in that room, bound, bruised and bleeding in a few places. 

She remembered celebrating the end of her worries like everyone else. The examinations had taken a lot out of her and she barely even considered herself an actual living person during the last two weeks before the tests. “Zombie” would have been a more appropriate term for the walking mess of unruly brunette hair and rumpled clothes that was often found hanging around the the library or the coffee shop for a couple of hours at a time. It was all worth it, however, when the exams actually came around and she did much better than she expected. She wouldn’t expect perfect marks, but she was confident that she did well enough to get some decent scores.

She remembered dancing, laughing and all around having a good time until her sides started hurting a stranger was kind enough to offer her some water which she accepted while she waited for the discomfort to pass so she can continue with her merriment. The night continued with more dancing and talking to some people, though after a while she noticed an ache forming between her temples and all of a sudden, she just wanted to go home.

She remembered meeting a couple of friends and deciding that she didn’t want to go home after all, though she was starting to regret that decision now. She stayed for a while longer, accepted a drink or two that didn’t get her even close to drunkenness and all the while her head continued throbbing until she could barely stand. Her memory became muddled at that point, turning into a blurry mix of color and sound and even though she didn’t believe in premonitions, there was a lingering feeling that something very wrong was about to happen.

She remembered the feeling of at least two pairs of hands suddenly grasping her, their hot palms burning against her skin as they dragged her away from the scene. Victoria tried to fight back, that much she recalled, and while she was able to land a kick or two, a couple of sharp blows to her face were more than enough to render her incapacitated for a while. Everything became even more jumbled and when she was finally able to focus on something other than the pain, she raised her head just in time to see a familiar face enter the room.

Victoria was exhausted, strangely dehydrated and far too done to feel afraid despite her current situation. There was an odd calmness to her expression as if the danger had not yet registered, but the truth was that her mind was already working a mile a minute and taking inventory of the things that they may use to escape. Currently, they had close to nothing. She exhaled slowly through her nose, the closest she could get to sighing which she was unable to do because of the gag on her mouth, and huddled deeper into her corner. Maybe it was about time to start wishing for a miracle, or something akin to it.

[jaimexthomas-blog]

Jaime leant back against the cool pillar and glanced at both of the girls. The one that was more bruised seemed to have given up while the other looked incredibly exhausted on her face, as if she had given up. He looked around, noticing that there was quite a lot of cables and wires suspended in the ceiling. They must be in a basement of a rather large building for there to have as many cables from what he could see. He looked back at the girls and wondered what abilities they had that could benefit them. 

When the door clicked and opened mechanically, he could have laughed if he wasn’t so angry. It was such an amateur mistake to not have a Negator around when there’s a technopathic around, let around not have one around in general. A familiar woman walks in, her boots clacking against the cement floor. He searched her eyes and expression for any form of recognition but she only kept an ice cold glare plastered on her stony face. She glanced at each of them and a sudden wave of pain sent Jaime crouching over, biting into the gag to refrain from yelling. Only a Pain Inducer with a high rating could pull off this act, not having to come in contact with her victims at all.

From what seemed like years, the pain stopped and the angered boy slowly rose up to lean back against the pillar, sending daggers at the redhead’s way. He’d make sure she’d pay for that once this was all over. “If ya’lls think yer lucky enough to work fer us, yer wrong,” She wrinkles her nose. “Yer too small. Gonna use ya’lls as target practice.” She let out sharp whistle and the door opened once more, the faint sound of the pressing of buttons could be heard beforehand. Three younger Rebels entered, each with rifles slung on their shoulders that were almost as long as they were. Looks like he could only make them pay if he could even manage to get out alive.

[ladycelia]

bruised & bound || tessa, jaime + victoria

Drunkenness didn’t last very long when you were abducted, a fact that Tessa had only recently discovered. Could it really have been less than an hour since she was running about at the bonfire, setting her notes alight? It seemed like ages had passed. Even in the brunette’s previously intoxicated state, she remembered being grabbed after wandering off to find somewhere to pee. A hand had clamped over her mouth, muffling any screams, and an arm caught her in a vice-like grip so that no matter how much she kicked and squirmed and struggled she couldn’t get free.

More people held her down once they got to the waiting call, one person binding her wrists together with a zip tie, and another tying the gag around her mouth. All the while Tessa kicked and snarled with every bit of energy she could muster hoping against hope that somehow she would gain the upper hand in the situation.

That never happened, however. As much as the girl struggled, her captors still managed to drag her from the car and into an abandoned building. As they fiddled with a lock to open the door, Tessa took the opportunity to headbutt the nearest man and kick him in the balls. 

“YOU FUCKING BITCH.” He roared, staggering backwards and covering his genitals. Unfortunately for the brunette, he recovered and retaliated by slamming his fist into her jaw once, twice, thrice. Over and over again, so much so that by the time he finally relented and shoved her inside the room, she felt as if her entire head was on fire.

Tessa sat against a stone pillar in the middle of the room, noticing for the first time that she wasn’t alone in the room. “What the fuck are you guys doing here?” Was that she wanted to say, but the gag contorted it into a mumble that was impossible to understand.

[jaimexthomas-blog]

Anger and frustration. That was all Jaime felt once he had taken in his surroundings. How could he not have been informed of this ambush? Let alone not being recognized by his own kind. Had he done something wrong? Perhaps he might have spilled some secrets while he was intoxicated at the bonfire and this was his punishment. No, he wouldn’t have been that stupid to do so. Jaime was taught better.

Another car was driving by the side of the car he was in, the tinted windows prevented him from seeing who was inside. The boy was sat between two lanky Rebels, both that didn’t seem to recognize him at all. Was he that irrelevant to the cause? He didn’t understand why he would, after all, he had helped develop tons of innovations including a new form of communication. Surely the other members would have noticed him for that. 

His thoughts were interrupted when the car halted to an abrupt stop. The lanky boy to his right grabbed him by the arm, dragging him out of the car. As he was walking to the building, one that he identified from a previous attack, the other car arrived and he heard fists coming into contact with skin. Before he could look back to see what had happened, the rifle that the boy was holding jabbed at his back, urging him to move forward.

The emptied out room was dark, only the light of the moon from the windows allowed him to not bump into the pillars. "Sit.” The boy ordered, gesturing towards a pillar. Jaime begrudgingly did what he was told and sat down, seething with frustration. The large metal doors opened and a girl was shoved against the pillar in the middle. From the poppy bruises that emerged on her face, he could tell she was the one who put up a fight earlier. Another girl follows, also bruised. Clearly, he was the smart one out of the bunch that decided not to put up a fight. He knew that it wouldn’t have done him any good.

When one of the girls spoke, or at least tried to, he decided he might as well act along until someone would hopefully recognize him. He couldn’t comprehend what she said so he shrugged in reply. He looked around for a power negator and spotted none. In fact, it was just the three of them in the room, so far. 

[keepstridingon]

“No point looking back now, you might not need them but I always find when I do burn them I end up needing them.”

[jaimexthomas-blog]

“May the gods of the education system have mercy on me. Speaking of which, how were your finals?”

[nicomace]

“Nothing more calming than people watching those that are upside down.”

[jaimexthomas-blog]

“You might want to double check on that, Burke.”

[keepstridingon]

“Nah, I’ve filed them away considering I’ll probably end up reusing them in another future project.”

[jaimexthomas-blog]

“Oh, that’s a good point. Well, too late to go back now.”

[littlemiss-lena-blog]

“Yeah, trust me, you’re lucky I didn’t puke on your shoes when you just did that..”

[jaimexthomas-blog]

“Looks like I’ve been blessed by a leprechaun.”

[keepstridingon]

"Glad all that’s over right? We can actually get back to not being so stressed.”

[jaimexthomas-blog]

“Definitely. Did you burn your notes yet?”

[littlemiss-lena-blog]

“But I’m an empathetic vomiter… You’re gonna make me throw up.”

[jaimexthomas-blog]

“An empathetic vomiter? That is definitely something I’ve never heard of.” 

[littlemiss-lena-blog]

“as long as you don’t throw up again, it’ll be fine.”

[jaimexthomas-blog]

“I think I’ll survive.”

[littlemiss-lena-blog]

“I don’t think it’s going to stop any time soon.”

[jaimexthomas-blog]

“That’s even better!”

[littlemiss-lena-blog]

“Do we need to take you home?” 

[jaimexthomas-blog]

“But the party hasn’t stopped!”

[littlemiss-lena-blog]

“Okay, that was disgusting..”

[jaimexthomas-blog]

“It’s okay, I’m all good now... I think.”

“No more dancing for me.”

[littlemiss-lena-blog]

“So you do venture outside of the Skyrim world to socialise with people, huh?”

[jaimexthomas-blog]

“Never said I didn’t — Shit.”

“Oops.”

[littlemiss-lena-blog]

[jaimexthomas-blog]

[keepstridingon]

“Cheers to being through hell and back again.”

[jaimexthomas-blog]

“Cheers.”

[jaimexthomas-blog]