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Morten Jon Ravn hydras mutt
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Morten Jon Ravn hydras mutt
( -_•)╦̵̵̿╤─ "Ravnen" / "Jonny"
.age: 32 .heigh: 6'3" .ethnicity: danish
.apperance: short brown hair, grey eyes, suprisingly scrawny.
Closed rp - @mortenravnen
Johnny woke up in a room. Not quite a bedroom, not quite a lounge. He had been moved to a large bed. There was a lamp, a cozy chair, a couch, and plenty of room for moving around. The only thing that broke up the image was the bars over the outside of the window and the fact that the door was metal and locked.
Jonny woke up in a panic. He sat up and looked around the room frantically. He took a deep breath as he tried to calm himself down.
Someone knocks on the door before Marcus lets himself in.
"Hi. How are you?"
Jonnys head snapped to face the door at the sound of the knock, He curled in on himself and tried to appear as small as possible as he saw Marcus, "Where am i?" He asked frantically.
"Do you not remember our conversation in the car?" Marcus leans against the wall casually, as if they were perhaps still on good terms. As if he had not kidnapped Jonny. "This is the base I spoke of. The...'mafia' I work for." He adds the last part jokingly, trying to lighten the mood.
"Why.. Why am i here? ..What do you want?" He asked, a little more hesitantly.
"What do I want? I want you." Marcus replies in the same casual tone. "We need an experiment. Someone to act as your 'average' man."
"Experiments?" Jonny echoed "I-Im not some lab rat!" He exclaimed, his eyes wide with fear.
"Of course you are." Marcus steps closer. "My labrat, so I won't let them hurt you. Don't worry."
Jonny tensed as Marcus stepped closer "You kidnapped me. I have no reason to trust anything you say.."
"I did not kidnap you." He reaches out, grabbing Jonny's face just hard enough to prevent him from drawing back. "You agreed, don't you remember? We haven't done the interview yet."
”What..?” Jonny tensed as Marcus reached out “I didn’t- I don’t remember..” he trailed off with a furrowed brow “Interview? What interview.. for what..?”
"You don't remember the car ride?" Marcus tips the younger man's face, examing him. "I suppose that drug was stronger than I thought. I didn't mean to mess with your memories."
He tries to pull his face away, he wanted to look anywhere else then at Marcus “I’m sorry..” He said, as if it was his fault he couldn’t remember.
"Mhm." Marcus clicks his tongue, then lets go. "You're soft. Do you work out?"
Jonny rubbed his jaw where Marcus hand had been “Rarely..” He muttered as he shook his head. He suddenly felt very aware of his own physic “I’m not that soft..” He whispered, more to himself then anyone else.
"We'll fix that," Marcus states with a nod, as if this was something Jonny had agreed to. "Get you a work out routine and a protein rich diet. What say we take a little tour of the facility?"
“W-Wait, I’m still not fully sure what.. uhm, Where I am or what this place is or even why I’m here.. Y-you mentioned experiments? I don’t want to be a lab rat..” Everything had happened so fast, he still wasn’t fully sure what was going on and he was scared.
"This is Hydra, a research facility." It was easier than explaning the whole thing. "And you-" he leans closer "-are the newest lab rat. You should be honored."
Jonny leaned away from Marcus, at least as far as he could while sat in the bed “Why me? And why should I trust you..?”
Marcus doesn't move closer, giving Jonny a little space. It was a mind game, of course, with the same principal as training a horse. Anytime the young man seemed to give in even a little bit, Marcus rewarded him with more room and a less mocking voice.
"You, because you are normal, and we need an average adult," somehow he said this in a rather gentle tone. "And you should probably trust me because no one else in this building is going to stand up for you."
”O-oh..” Jonny was surprised by how honest Marcus was, he had expected vague answers and to just be brushed of instead of someone actually taking to time to explain “W-well.. What kind of experiments? And what even is Hydra?”
"I do not know the answer to your first question at the moment, although I would be willing to ask." He steps back to lean against the door. "Hydra is a deep science organization with the goal of creating a more perfect world. A utopia, if you will. Unfortuanly, creating one is difficult and requires sacrifices."
Jonny didn’t say anything right away, he instead took his time to think “And..” He finally started “Am I that sacrifice then?”
Marcus waits, letting him take his time. "You are," he replies.
“At least you’re honest..” he muttered “Am I going to die?”
"Hopefully not." He shrugs casually. "Would you like something to eat?"
“Oh uhm..” He had been to distracted by his distress to realize how hungry he was “Y-Yeah- Yes please..”
Closed rp - @mortenravnen
Johnny woke up in a room. Not quite a bedroom, not quite a lounge. He had been moved to a large bed. There was a lamp, a cozy chair, a couch, and plenty of room for moving around. The only thing that broke up the image was the bars over the outside of the window and the fact that the door was metal and locked.
Jonny woke up in a panic. He sat up and looked around the room frantically. He took a deep breath as he tried to calm himself down.
Someone knocks on the door before Marcus lets himself in.
"Hi. How are you?"
Jonnys head snapped to face the door at the sound of the knock, He curled in on himself and tried to appear as small as possible as he saw Marcus, "Where am i?" He asked frantically.
"Do you not remember our conversation in the car?" Marcus leans against the wall casually, as if they were perhaps still on good terms. As if he had not kidnapped Jonny. "This is the base I spoke of. The...'mafia' I work for." He adds the last part jokingly, trying to lighten the mood.
"Why.. Why am i here? ..What do you want?" He asked, a little more hesitantly.
"What do I want? I want you." Marcus replies in the same casual tone. "We need an experiment. Someone to act as your 'average' man."
"Experiments?" Jonny echoed "I-Im not some lab rat!" He exclaimed, his eyes wide with fear.
"Of course you are." Marcus steps closer. "My labrat, so I won't let them hurt you. Don't worry."
Jonny tensed as Marcus stepped closer "You kidnapped me. I have no reason to trust anything you say.."
"I did not kidnap you." He reaches out, grabbing Jonny's face just hard enough to prevent him from drawing back. "You agreed, don't you remember? We haven't done the interview yet."
”What..?” Jonny tensed as Marcus reached out “I didn’t- I don’t remember..” he trailed off with a furrowed brow “Interview? What interview.. for what..?”
"You don't remember the car ride?" Marcus tips the younger man's face, examing him. "I suppose that drug was stronger than I thought. I didn't mean to mess with your memories."
He tries to pull his face away, he wanted to look anywhere else then at Marcus “I’m sorry..” He said, as if it was his fault he couldn’t remember.
"Mhm." Marcus clicks his tongue, then lets go. "You're soft. Do you work out?"
Jonny rubbed his jaw where Marcus hand had been “Rarely..” He muttered as he shook his head. He suddenly felt very aware of his own physic “I’m not that soft..” He whispered, more to himself then anyone else.
"We'll fix that," Marcus states with a nod, as if this was something Jonny had agreed to. "Get you a work out routine and a protein rich diet. What say we take a little tour of the facility?"
“W-Wait, I’m still not fully sure what.. uhm, Where I am or what this place is or even why I’m here.. Y-you mentioned experiments? I don’t want to be a lab rat..” Everything had happened so fast, he still wasn’t fully sure what was going on and he was scared.
"This is Hydra, a research facility." It was easier than explaning the whole thing. "And you-" he leans closer "-are the newest lab rat. You should be honored."
Jonny leaned away from Marcus, at least as far as he could while sat in the bed “Why me? And why should I trust you..?”
Marcus doesn't move closer, giving Jonny a little space. It was a mind game, of course, with the same principal as training a horse. Anytime the young man seemed to give in even a little bit, Marcus rewarded him with more room and a less mocking voice.
"You, because you are normal, and we need an average adult," somehow he said this in a rather gentle tone. "And you should probably trust me because no one else in this building is going to stand up for you."
”O-oh..” Jonny was surprised by how honest Marcus was, he had expected vague answers and to just be brushed of instead of someone actually taking to time to explain “W-well.. What kind of experiments? And what even is Hydra?”
"I do not know the answer to your first question at the moment, although I would be willing to ask." He steps back to lean against the door. "Hydra is a deep science organization with the goal of creating a more perfect world. A utopia, if you will. Unfortuanly, creating one is difficult and requires sacrifices."
Jonny didn’t say anything right away, he instead took his time to think “And..” He finally started “Am I that sacrifice then?”
Marcus waits, letting him take his time. "You are," he replies.
“At least you’re honest..” he muttered “Am I going to die?”
Closed rp - @mortenravnen
Johnny woke up in a room. Not quite a bedroom, not quite a lounge. He had been moved to a large bed. There was a lamp, a cozy chair, a couch, and plenty of room for moving around. The only thing that broke up the image was the bars over the outside of the window and the fact that the door was metal and locked.
Jonny woke up in a panic. He sat up and looked around the room frantically. He took a deep breath as he tried to calm himself down.
Someone knocks on the door before Marcus lets himself in.
"Hi. How are you?"
Jonnys head snapped to face the door at the sound of the knock, He curled in on himself and tried to appear as small as possible as he saw Marcus, "Where am i?" He asked frantically.
"Do you not remember our conversation in the car?" Marcus leans against the wall casually, as if they were perhaps still on good terms. As if he had not kidnapped Jonny. "This is the base I spoke of. The...'mafia' I work for." He adds the last part jokingly, trying to lighten the mood.
"Why.. Why am i here? ..What do you want?" He asked, a little more hesitantly.
"What do I want? I want you." Marcus replies in the same casual tone. "We need an experiment. Someone to act as your 'average' man."
"Experiments?" Jonny echoed "I-Im not some lab rat!" He exclaimed, his eyes wide with fear.
"Of course you are." Marcus steps closer. "My labrat, so I won't let them hurt you. Don't worry."
Jonny tensed as Marcus stepped closer "You kidnapped me. I have no reason to trust anything you say.."
"I did not kidnap you." He reaches out, grabbing Jonny's face just hard enough to prevent him from drawing back. "You agreed, don't you remember? We haven't done the interview yet."
”What..?” Jonny tensed as Marcus reached out “I didn’t- I don’t remember..” he trailed off with a furrowed brow “Interview? What interview.. for what..?”
"You don't remember the car ride?" Marcus tips the younger man's face, examing him. "I suppose that drug was stronger than I thought. I didn't mean to mess with your memories."
He tries to pull his face away, he wanted to look anywhere else then at Marcus “I’m sorry..” He said, as if it was his fault he couldn’t remember.
"Mhm." Marcus clicks his tongue, then lets go. "You're soft. Do you work out?"
Jonny rubbed his jaw where Marcus hand had been “Rarely..” He muttered as he shook his head. He suddenly felt very aware of his own physic “I’m not that soft..” He whispered, more to himself then anyone else.
"We'll fix that," Marcus states with a nod, as if this was something Jonny had agreed to. "Get you a work out routine and a protein rich diet. What say we take a little tour of the facility?"
“W-Wait, I’m still not fully sure what.. uhm, Where I am or what this place is or even why I’m here.. Y-you mentioned experiments? I don’t want to be a lab rat..” Everything had happened so fast, he still wasn’t fully sure what was going on and he was scared.
"This is Hydra, a research facility." It was easier than explaning the whole thing. "And you-" he leans closer "-are the newest lab rat. You should be honored."
Jonny leaned away from Marcus, at least as far as he could while sat in the bed “Why me? And why should I trust you..?”
Marcus doesn't move closer, giving Jonny a little space. It was a mind game, of course, with the same principal as training a horse. Anytime the young man seemed to give in even a little bit, Marcus rewarded him with more room and a less mocking voice.
"You, because you are normal, and we need an average adult," somehow he said this in a rather gentle tone. "And you should probably trust me because no one else in this building is going to stand up for you."
”O-oh..” Jonny was surprised by how honest Marcus was, he had expected vague answers and to just be brushed of instead of someone actually taking to time to explain “W-well.. What kind of experiments? And what even is Hydra?”
"I do not know the answer to your first question at the moment, although I would be willing to ask." He steps back to lean against the door. "Hydra is a deep science organization with the goal of creating a more perfect world. A utopia, if you will. Unfortuanly, creating one is difficult and requires sacrifices."
Jonny didn’t say anything right away, he instead took his time to think “And..” He finally started “Am I that sacrifice then?”
Closed rp - @mortenravnen
Johnny woke up in a room. Not quite a bedroom, not quite a lounge. He had been moved to a large bed. There was a lamp, a cozy chair, a couch, and plenty of room for moving around. The only thing that broke up the image was the bars over the outside of the window and the fact that the door was metal and locked.
Jonny woke up in a panic. He sat up and looked around the room frantically. He took a deep breath as he tried to calm himself down.
Someone knocks on the door before Marcus lets himself in.
"Hi. How are you?"
Jonnys head snapped to face the door at the sound of the knock, He curled in on himself and tried to appear as small as possible as he saw Marcus, "Where am i?" He asked frantically.
"Do you not remember our conversation in the car?" Marcus leans against the wall casually, as if they were perhaps still on good terms. As if he had not kidnapped Jonny. "This is the base I spoke of. The...'mafia' I work for." He adds the last part jokingly, trying to lighten the mood.
"Why.. Why am i here? ..What do you want?" He asked, a little more hesitantly.
"What do I want? I want you." Marcus replies in the same casual tone. "We need an experiment. Someone to act as your 'average' man."
"Experiments?" Jonny echoed "I-Im not some lab rat!" He exclaimed, his eyes wide with fear.
"Of course you are." Marcus steps closer. "My labrat, so I won't let them hurt you. Don't worry."
Jonny tensed as Marcus stepped closer "You kidnapped me. I have no reason to trust anything you say.."
"I did not kidnap you." He reaches out, grabbing Jonny's face just hard enough to prevent him from drawing back. "You agreed, don't you remember? We haven't done the interview yet."
”What..?” Jonny tensed as Marcus reached out “I didn’t- I don’t remember..” he trailed off with a furrowed brow “Interview? What interview.. for what..?”
"You don't remember the car ride?" Marcus tips the younger man's face, examing him. "I suppose that drug was stronger than I thought. I didn't mean to mess with your memories."
He tries to pull his face away, he wanted to look anywhere else then at Marcus “I’m sorry..” He said, as if it was his fault he couldn’t remember.
"Mhm." Marcus clicks his tongue, then lets go. "You're soft. Do you work out?"
Jonny rubbed his jaw where Marcus hand had been “Rarely..” He muttered as he shook his head. He suddenly felt very aware of his own physic “I’m not that soft..” He whispered, more to himself then anyone else.
"We'll fix that," Marcus states with a nod, as if this was something Jonny had agreed to. "Get you a work out routine and a protein rich diet. What say we take a little tour of the facility?"
“W-Wait, I’m still not fully sure what.. uhm, Where I am or what this place is or even why I’m here.. Y-you mentioned experiments? I don’t want to be a lab rat..” Everything had happened so fast, he still wasn’t fully sure what was going on and he was scared.
"This is Hydra, a research facility." It was easier than explaning the whole thing. "And you-" he leans closer "-are the newest lab rat. You should be honored."
Jonny leaned away from Marcus, at least as far as he could while sat in the bed “Why me? And why should I trust you..?”
Marcus doesn't move closer, giving Jonny a little space. It was a mind game, of course, with the same principal as training a horse. Anytime the young man seemed to give in even a little bit, Marcus rewarded him with more room and a less mocking voice.
"You, because you are normal, and we need an average adult," somehow he said this in a rather gentle tone. "And you should probably trust me because no one else in this building is going to stand up for you."
”O-oh..” Jonny was surprised by how honest Marcus was, he had expected vague answers and to just be brushed of instead of someone actually taking to time to explain “W-well.. What kind of experiments? And what even is Hydra?”
Closed rp - @mortenravnen
Johnny woke up in a room. Not quite a bedroom, not quite a lounge. He had been moved to a large bed. There was a lamp, a cozy chair, a couch, and plenty of room for moving around. The only thing that broke up the image was the bars over the outside of the window and the fact that the door was metal and locked.
Jonny woke up in a panic. He sat up and looked around the room frantically. He took a deep breath as he tried to calm himself down.
Someone knocks on the door before Marcus lets himself in.
"Hi. How are you?"
Jonnys head snapped to face the door at the sound of the knock, He curled in on himself and tried to appear as small as possible as he saw Marcus, "Where am i?" He asked frantically.
"Do you not remember our conversation in the car?" Marcus leans against the wall casually, as if they were perhaps still on good terms. As if he had not kidnapped Jonny. "This is the base I spoke of. The...'mafia' I work for." He adds the last part jokingly, trying to lighten the mood.
"Why.. Why am i here? ..What do you want?" He asked, a little more hesitantly.
"What do I want? I want you." Marcus replies in the same casual tone. "We need an experiment. Someone to act as your 'average' man."
"Experiments?" Jonny echoed "I-Im not some lab rat!" He exclaimed, his eyes wide with fear.
"Of course you are." Marcus steps closer. "My labrat, so I won't let them hurt you. Don't worry."
Jonny tensed as Marcus stepped closer "You kidnapped me. I have no reason to trust anything you say.."
"I did not kidnap you." He reaches out, grabbing Jonny's face just hard enough to prevent him from drawing back. "You agreed, don't you remember? We haven't done the interview yet."
”What..?” Jonny tensed as Marcus reached out “I didn’t- I don’t remember..” he trailed off with a furrowed brow “Interview? What interview.. for what..?”
"You don't remember the car ride?" Marcus tips the younger man's face, examing him. "I suppose that drug was stronger than I thought. I didn't mean to mess with your memories."
He tries to pull his face away, he wanted to look anywhere else then at Marcus “I’m sorry..” He said, as if it was his fault he couldn’t remember.
"Mhm." Marcus clicks his tongue, then lets go. "You're soft. Do you work out?"
Jonny rubbed his jaw where Marcus hand had been “Rarely..” He muttered as he shook his head. He suddenly felt very aware of his own physic “I’m not that soft..” He whispered, more to himself then anyone else.
"We'll fix that," Marcus states with a nod, as if this was something Jonny had agreed to. "Get you a work out routine and a protein rich diet. What say we take a little tour of the facility?"
“W-Wait, I’m still not fully sure what.. uhm, Where I am or what this place is or even why I’m here.. Y-you mentioned experiments? I don’t want to be a lab rat..” Everything had happened so fast, he still wasn’t fully sure what was going on and he was scared.
"This is Hydra, a research facility." It was easier than explaning the whole thing. "And you-" he leans closer "-are the newest lab rat. You should be honored."
Jonny leaned away from Marcus, at least as far as he could while sat in the bed “Why me? And why should I trust you..?”
Closed rp - @mortenravnen
Johnny woke up in a room. Not quite a bedroom, not quite a lounge. He had been moved to a large bed. There was a lamp, a cozy chair, a couch, and plenty of room for moving around. The only thing that broke up the image was the bars over the outside of the window and the fact that the door was metal and locked.
Jonny woke up in a panic. He sat up and looked around the room frantically. He took a deep breath as he tried to calm himself down.
Someone knocks on the door before Marcus lets himself in.
"Hi. How are you?"
Jonnys head snapped to face the door at the sound of the knock, He curled in on himself and tried to appear as small as possible as he saw Marcus, "Where am i?" He asked frantically.
"Do you not remember our conversation in the car?" Marcus leans against the wall casually, as if they were perhaps still on good terms. As if he had not kidnapped Jonny. "This is the base I spoke of. The...'mafia' I work for." He adds the last part jokingly, trying to lighten the mood.
"Why.. Why am i here? ..What do you want?" He asked, a little more hesitantly.
"What do I want? I want you." Marcus replies in the same casual tone. "We need an experiment. Someone to act as your 'average' man."
"Experiments?" Jonny echoed "I-Im not some lab rat!" He exclaimed, his eyes wide with fear.
"Of course you are." Marcus steps closer. "My labrat, so I won't let them hurt you. Don't worry."
Jonny tensed as Marcus stepped closer "You kidnapped me. I have no reason to trust anything you say.."
"I did not kidnap you." He reaches out, grabbing Jonny's face just hard enough to prevent him from drawing back. "You agreed, don't you remember? We haven't done the interview yet."
”What..?” Jonny tensed as Marcus reached out “I didn’t- I don’t remember..” he trailed off with a furrowed brow “Interview? What interview.. for what..?”
"You don't remember the car ride?" Marcus tips the younger man's face, examing him. "I suppose that drug was stronger than I thought. I didn't mean to mess with your memories."
He tries to pull his face away, he wanted to look anywhere else then at Marcus “I’m sorry..” He said, as if it was his fault he couldn’t remember.
"Mhm." Marcus clicks his tongue, then lets go. "You're soft. Do you work out?"
Jonny rubbed his jaw where Marcus hand had been “Rarely..” He muttered as he shook his head. He suddenly felt very aware of his own physic “I’m not that soft..” He whispered, more to himself then anyone else.
"We'll fix that," Marcus states with a nod, as if this was something Jonny had agreed to. "Get you a work out routine and a protein rich diet. What say we take a little tour of the facility?"
“W-Wait, I’m still not fully sure what.. uhm, Where I am or what this place is or even why I’m here.. Y-you mentioned experiments? I don’t want to be a lab rat..” Everything had happened so fast, he still wasn’t fully sure what was going on and he was scared.
Closed rp - @mortenravnen
Johnny woke up in a room. Not quite a bedroom, not quite a lounge. He had been moved to a large bed. There was a lamp, a cozy chair, a couch, and plenty of room for moving around. The only thing that broke up the image was the bars over the outside of the window and the fact that the door was metal and locked.
Jonny woke up in a panic. He sat up and looked around the room frantically. He took a deep breath as he tried to calm himself down.
Someone knocks on the door before Marcus lets himself in.
"Hi. How are you?"
Jonnys head snapped to face the door at the sound of the knock, He curled in on himself and tried to appear as small as possible as he saw Marcus, "Where am i?" He asked frantically.
"Do you not remember our conversation in the car?" Marcus leans against the wall casually, as if they were perhaps still on good terms. As if he had not kidnapped Jonny. "This is the base I spoke of. The...'mafia' I work for." He adds the last part jokingly, trying to lighten the mood.
"Why.. Why am i here? ..What do you want?" He asked, a little more hesitantly.
"What do I want? I want you." Marcus replies in the same casual tone. "We need an experiment. Someone to act as your 'average' man."
"Experiments?" Jonny echoed "I-Im not some lab rat!" He exclaimed, his eyes wide with fear.
"Of course you are." Marcus steps closer. "My labrat, so I won't let them hurt you. Don't worry."
Jonny tensed as Marcus stepped closer "You kidnapped me. I have no reason to trust anything you say.."
"I did not kidnap you." He reaches out, grabbing Jonny's face just hard enough to prevent him from drawing back. "You agreed, don't you remember? We haven't done the interview yet."
”What..?” Jonny tensed as Marcus reached out “I didn’t- I don’t remember..” he trailed off with a furrowed brow “Interview? What interview.. for what..?”
"You don't remember the car ride?" Marcus tips the younger man's face, examing him. "I suppose that drug was stronger than I thought. I didn't mean to mess with your memories."
He tries to pull his face away, he wanted to look anywhere else then at Marcus “I’m sorry..” He said, as if it was his fault he couldn’t remember.
"Mhm." Marcus clicks his tongue, then lets go. "You're soft. Do you work out?"
Jonny rubbed his jaw where Marcus hand had been “Rarely..” He muttered as he shook his head. He suddenly felt very aware of his own physic “I’m not that soft..” He whispered, more to himself then anyone else.
Closed rp - @mortenravnen
Johnny woke up in a room. Not quite a bedroom, not quite a lounge. He had been moved to a large bed. There was a lamp, a cozy chair, a couch, and plenty of room for moving around. The only thing that broke up the image was the bars over the outside of the window and the fact that the door was metal and locked.
Jonny woke up in a panic. He sat up and looked around the room frantically. He took a deep breath as he tried to calm himself down.
Someone knocks on the door before Marcus lets himself in.
"Hi. How are you?"
Jonnys head snapped to face the door at the sound of the knock, He curled in on himself and tried to appear as small as possible as he saw Marcus, "Where am i?" He asked frantically.
"Do you not remember our conversation in the car?" Marcus leans against the wall casually, as if they were perhaps still on good terms. As if he had not kidnapped Jonny. "This is the base I spoke of. The...'mafia' I work for." He adds the last part jokingly, trying to lighten the mood.
"Why.. Why am i here? ..What do you want?" He asked, a little more hesitantly.
"What do I want? I want you." Marcus replies in the same casual tone. "We need an experiment. Someone to act as your 'average' man."
"Experiments?" Jonny echoed "I-Im not some lab rat!" He exclaimed, his eyes wide with fear.
"Of course you are." Marcus steps closer. "My labrat, so I won't let them hurt you. Don't worry."
Jonny tensed as Marcus stepped closer "You kidnapped me. I have no reason to trust anything you say.."
"I did not kidnap you." He reaches out, grabbing Jonny's face just hard enough to prevent him from drawing back. "You agreed, don't you remember? We haven't done the interview yet."
”What..?” Jonny tensed as Marcus reached out “I didn’t- I don’t remember..” he trailed off with a furrowed brow “Interview? What interview.. for what..?”
"You don't remember the car ride?" Marcus tips the younger man's face, examing him. "I suppose that drug was stronger than I thought. I didn't mean to mess with your memories."
He tries to pull his face away, he wanted to look anywhere else then at Marcus “I’m sorry..” He said, as if it was his fault he couldn’t remember.
Closed rp - @mortenravnen
Johnny woke up in a room. Not quite a bedroom, not quite a lounge. He had been moved to a large bed. There was a lamp, a cozy chair, a couch, and plenty of room for moving around. The only thing that broke up the image was the bars over the outside of the window and the fact that the door was metal and locked.
Jonny woke up in a panic. He sat up and looked around the room frantically. He took a deep breath as he tried to calm himself down.
Someone knocks on the door before Marcus lets himself in.
"Hi. How are you?"
Jonnys head snapped to face the door at the sound of the knock, He curled in on himself and tried to appear as small as possible as he saw Marcus, "Where am i?" He asked frantically.
"Do you not remember our conversation in the car?" Marcus leans against the wall casually, as if they were perhaps still on good terms. As if he had not kidnapped Jonny. "This is the base I spoke of. The...'mafia' I work for." He adds the last part jokingly, trying to lighten the mood.
"Why.. Why am i here? ..What do you want?" He asked, a little more hesitantly.
"What do I want? I want you." Marcus replies in the same casual tone. "We need an experiment. Someone to act as your 'average' man."
"Experiments?" Jonny echoed "I-Im not some lab rat!" He exclaimed, his eyes wide with fear.
"Of course you are." Marcus steps closer. "My labrat, so I won't let them hurt you. Don't worry."
Jonny tensed as Marcus stepped closer "You kidnapped me. I have no reason to trust anything you say.."
"I did not kidnap you." He reaches out, grabbing Jonny's face just hard enough to prevent him from drawing back. "You agreed, don't you remember? We haven't done the interview yet."
”What..?” Jonny tensed as Marcus reached out “I didn’t- I don’t remember..” he trailed off with a furrowed brow “Interview? What interview.. for what..?”
OPEN RP - V2. P.1. Runaway.
No one leaves HYDRA. Once you join, you're in for life. But maybe they forgot that when they decided to run. To leave. To think they could find another life outside that which had created them. Given them all of of their talents. Selfish fool.
Perhaps one should take it as a complement that HYDRA did not send an assit. Did not send a weapon. They sent a monster. A hunter that will track his prey down without rest. Without pause. Until they are to exhausted to keep running. Until they have realized that hiding only gives him time to catch up.
Officer Marcus Petrov stands in a dirty, 'empty' hotel room, holding a loaded gun, pointed up at the ceiling. He stands at ease, as if the other person in here does not want him dead. Perhaps because he knows they are tired. Run down. That he is their living nightmare.
"Come out little fox. You can't keep running forever."
Jonny was hiding under the bed, arguably a stupid place to hide but it was the first thing that had come to mind. Me held his breath and shut his eyes at Officer Petrovs voice rang out through the hotel room.
He knew it had been a bad idea to run even before he did it. What had he been thinking? They where going to kill him, or worse put him back in isolation. He hated isolation. That tiny cold room where the only thing he could hear was his own breathing and the only thing he could see was darkness.
His mind reeled and he felt like he was about to vomit. Maybe he should just come out? Drop to his knees and beg for forgiveness. But he didn't. He couldn't. He couldn't move. All he could do was hold his breath and hope Officer Petrov didn't look under the bed.
Petrov scuffs the floor with his boot, but doesn't make any move to search the room. Yet. Instead he just returns the gun to it's holster and calls out again,
"Come out, Jonny. You know I don't want to hurt you, but I will have to if you make me drag you out of here."
He uncoils a thick leather whip, letting it drop to the floor where Jonny could see it. Did he know?
Jonny had to cover his mouth to avoid letting out a yelp of fear at the sight of the whip. He did his best to steady his breathing, but he knew the older man could no doubt hear his hyper ventilating from under the bed.
He could hear him, but still he doesn't move to grab him. Not quite yet.
"Come on. You have five seconds, before I drag you out of under there, do you hear me? Five. Four-"
All Jonny could hear was the sound of his own heart pounding as he scrambled out from under the bed, but he didn't stand up. He stayed curled up on the ground with his back against the angle where the bed met the wall.
"Please Im sorry Im sorry I know I know shouldn't have run away I shouldn't have left Im so sorry im sorry!!" He desperately tried to explain and beg, his words all melting together into one big plead for forgiveness.
"Awe. I'm sure you didn't and of course you shouldn't have left. But you did. Didn't you?" He snaps his wrist, letting the angry sting of the whip just barely cut into Jonny's face. "Didn't you, little rat?"
Jonny flinched and pressed himself against the wall, trying to make himself look smaller or lesser then Petrov. "I did.. Im sorry.." He whimpered. "I promise i won't leave you ever again..." His words came out more as a whisper.
Marcus curls his lip with an expression of disgust and turns away, curling his whip up. "Alright. Enough of that. Come on. We're going back."
Jonny frowned and didn't move from his spot in the corner "I dont want to go back.." He said, his voice barely above a whisper. "Everyone is going to be mad at me." He sounded more like a scared kid then a HYDRA asset.
Marcus tenses as if he's going to lash out again, but then chooses to go back to playing the good guy. He turns and crouches down, softening his voice just slightly. "Of course they are, little rat. You've stolen something very important from them. Do you think staying away longer will make it better?"
He is careful not to even imply that leaving was an option. Obviously no matter how long or how far Jonny ran, he'd eventually end up back where he'd started.
Jonny averted his gaze and looked at the ground instead of at Marcus "No.." He muttered, his words barely audible. "But i don't want to go.. It's nice here.."
Marcus stands up, slamming his steel toed boot into Jonny's side. His lip curls in disgust. "Is this how you thank me for my kindness? Disgusting little rat!"
Jonny let out a pained sound and curled in on himself as the boot connected with his side "N-no, I'm sorry!" He whined "I'm sorry.." He shut his eyes. His entire body was tense, as if he was expecting Marcus to kick or hit him again.
"Beg. Or have you forgotten how?" Marcus steps back just slightly, but not enough to give Jonny room to run. Not that he expected that to happen. The younger man was too afraid of him.
Jonny shook his head "Please.." He sounded less like grown man and more a kicked puppy. "Im sorry. I really am..! I'll go back with you, i promise. Just please don't hurt me."
"Hm. Tell me, little rat, what would you do for you left?" He crouches down again, grabbing Jonny's chin a little harder than was comfortable. "Do you think there is anything for you out here? That anyone would accept you back?"
Jonny flinched and shut his eyes, "I dont know.." He whined, trying to shrink away from Marcus hand. His eyes were pressed firmly shut as if he was expecting to be hit "N-no..?" He tried to say what he assumed would make Marcus happy.
"But here, are you alone?" He lets go, this time moving a hand around to the back of Jonny's head, mockingly soft. If he wasn't angry, he was soft. It made it hard to resist making him happy when he was the only source of kindness within Hydra.
Jonny shook his head "No.." He said again "I'm not." Had he been alone before joining Hydra? He couldn't remember anymore and he knew better then to ask. It didn't matter anymore.
"There, you ought to be happy." Marcus stands up. "Come on, my little rat, we're heading back now. Together."
Jonny scrambled to his feet fast enough that he almost fell over "Y-yes sir." He tried to block out the thought of the potential punishment that might await him back at HYDRA.
Marcus smiles, amused. He had a soft spot for Jonny, and found himself also pushing away the thought of punishment. It had to be done of course, but it would be sad to see his little rat in so much pain. He hushers Jonny out the door leading him to the car.
Jonny got in the car. Back seat, like always. He sat quietly, he didn't say anything, didn't look at anything, didn't even move. He was already in enough trouble, he didn't need to fuck up even more.
OPEN RP - V2. P.1. Runaway.
No one leaves HYDRA. Once you join, you're in for life. But maybe they forgot that when they decided to run. To leave. To think they could find another life outside that which had created them. Given them all of of their talents. Selfish fool.
Perhaps one should take it as a complement that HYDRA did not send an assit. Did not send a weapon. They sent a monster. A hunter that will track his prey down without rest. Without pause. Until they are to exhausted to keep running. Until they have realized that hiding only gives him time to catch up.
Officer Marcus Petrov stands in a dirty, 'empty' hotel room, holding a loaded gun, pointed up at the ceiling. He stands at ease, as if the other person in here does not want him dead. Perhaps because he knows they are tired. Run down. That he is their living nightmare.
"Come out little fox. You can't keep running forever."
Jonny was hiding under the bed, arguably a stupid place to hide but it was the first thing that had come to mind. Me held his breath and shut his eyes at Officer Petrovs voice rang out through the hotel room.
He knew it had been a bad idea to run even before he did it. What had he been thinking? They where going to kill him, or worse put him back in isolation. He hated isolation. That tiny cold room where the only thing he could hear was his own breathing and the only thing he could see was darkness.
His mind reeled and he felt like he was about to vomit. Maybe he should just come out? Drop to his knees and beg for forgiveness. But he didn't. He couldn't. He couldn't move. All he could do was hold his breath and hope Officer Petrov didn't look under the bed.
Petrov scuffs the floor with his boot, but doesn't make any move to search the room. Yet. Instead he just returns the gun to it's holster and calls out again,
"Come out, Jonny. You know I don't want to hurt you, but I will have to if you make me drag you out of here."
He uncoils a thick leather whip, letting it drop to the floor where Jonny could see it. Did he know?
Jonny had to cover his mouth to avoid letting out a yelp of fear at the sight of the whip. He did his best to steady his breathing, but he knew the older man could no doubt hear his hyper ventilating from under the bed.
He could hear him, but still he doesn't move to grab him. Not quite yet.
"Come on. You have five seconds, before I drag you out of under there, do you hear me? Five. Four-"
All Jonny could hear was the sound of his own heart pounding as he scrambled out from under the bed, but he didn't stand up. He stayed curled up on the ground with his back against the angle where the bed met the wall.
"Please Im sorry Im sorry I know I know shouldn't have run away I shouldn't have left Im so sorry im sorry!!" He desperately tried to explain and beg, his words all melting together into one big plead for forgiveness.
"Awe. I'm sure you didn't and of course you shouldn't have left. But you did. Didn't you?" He snaps his wrist, letting the angry sting of the whip just barely cut into Jonny's face. "Didn't you, little rat?"
Jonny flinched and pressed himself against the wall, trying to make himself look smaller or lesser then Petrov. "I did.. Im sorry.." He whimpered. "I promise i won't leave you ever again..." His words came out more as a whisper.
Marcus curls his lip with an expression of disgust and turns away, curling his whip up. "Alright. Enough of that. Come on. We're going back."
Jonny frowned and didn't move from his spot in the corner "I dont want to go back.." He said, his voice barely above a whisper. "Everyone is going to be mad at me." He sounded more like a scared kid then a HYDRA asset.
Marcus tenses as if he's going to lash out again, but then chooses to go back to playing the good guy. He turns and crouches down, softening his voice just slightly. "Of course they are, little rat. You've stolen something very important from them. Do you think staying away longer will make it better?"
He is careful not to even imply that leaving was an option. Obviously no matter how long or how far Jonny ran, he'd eventually end up back where he'd started.
Jonny averted his gaze and looked at the ground instead of at Marcus "No.." He muttered, his words barely audible. "But i don't want to go.. It's nice here.."
Marcus stands up, slamming his steel toed boot into Jonny's side. His lip curls in disgust. "Is this how you thank me for my kindness? Disgusting little rat!"
Jonny let out a pained sound and curled in on himself as the boot connected with his side "N-no, I'm sorry!" He whined "I'm sorry.." He shut his eyes. His entire body was tense, as if he was expecting Marcus to kick or hit him again.
"Beg. Or have you forgotten how?" Marcus steps back just slightly, but not enough to give Jonny room to run. Not that he expected that to happen. The younger man was too afraid of him.
Jonny shook his head "Please.." He sounded less like grown man and more a kicked puppy. "Im sorry. I really am..! I'll go back with you, i promise. Just please don't hurt me."
"Hm. Tell me, little rat, what would you do for you left?" He crouches down again, grabbing Jonny's chin a little harder than was comfortable. "Do you think there is anything for you out here? That anyone would accept you back?"
Jonny flinched and shut his eyes, "I dont know.." He whined, trying to shrink away from Marcus hand. His eyes were pressed firmly shut as if he was expecting to be hit "N-no..?" He tried to say what he assumed would make Marcus happy.
"But here, are you alone?" He lets go, this time moving a hand around to the back of Jonny's head, mockingly soft. If he wasn't angry, he was soft. It made it hard to resist making him happy when he was the only source of kindness within Hydra.
Jonny shook his head "No.." He said again "I'm not." Had he been alone before joining Hydra? He couldn't remember anymore and he knew better then to ask. It didn't matter anymore.
"There, you ought to be happy." Marcus stands up. "Come on, my little rat, we're heading back now. Together."
Jonny scrambled to his feet fast enough that he almost fell over "Y-yes sir." He tried to block out the thought of the potential punishment that might await him back at HYDRA.
OPEN RP - V2. P.1. Runaway.
No one leaves HYDRA. Once you join, you're in for life. But maybe they forgot that when they decided to run. To leave. To think they could find another life outside that which had created them. Given them all of of their talents. Selfish fool.
Perhaps one should take it as a complement that HYDRA did not send an assit. Did not send a weapon. They sent a monster. A hunter that will track his prey down without rest. Without pause. Until they are to exhausted to keep running. Until they have realized that hiding only gives him time to catch up.
Officer Marcus Petrov stands in a dirty, 'empty' hotel room, holding a loaded gun, pointed up at the ceiling. He stands at ease, as if the other person in here does not want him dead. Perhaps because he knows they are tired. Run down. That he is their living nightmare.
"Come out little fox. You can't keep running forever."
Jonny was hiding under the bed, arguably a stupid place to hide but it was the first thing that had come to mind. Me held his breath and shut his eyes at Officer Petrovs voice rang out through the hotel room.
He knew it had been a bad idea to run even before he did it. What had he been thinking? They where going to kill him, or worse put him back in isolation. He hated isolation. That tiny cold room where the only thing he could hear was his own breathing and the only thing he could see was darkness.
His mind reeled and he felt like he was about to vomit. Maybe he should just come out? Drop to his knees and beg for forgiveness. But he didn't. He couldn't. He couldn't move. All he could do was hold his breath and hope Officer Petrov didn't look under the bed.
Petrov scuffs the floor with his boot, but doesn't make any move to search the room. Yet. Instead he just returns the gun to it's holster and calls out again,
"Come out, Jonny. You know I don't want to hurt you, but I will have to if you make me drag you out of here."
He uncoils a thick leather whip, letting it drop to the floor where Jonny could see it. Did he know?
Jonny had to cover his mouth to avoid letting out a yelp of fear at the sight of the whip. He did his best to steady his breathing, but he knew the older man could no doubt hear his hyper ventilating from under the bed.
He could hear him, but still he doesn't move to grab him. Not quite yet.
"Come on. You have five seconds, before I drag you out of under there, do you hear me? Five. Four-"
All Jonny could hear was the sound of his own heart pounding as he scrambled out from under the bed, but he didn't stand up. He stayed curled up on the ground with his back against the angle where the bed met the wall.
"Please Im sorry Im sorry I know I know shouldn't have run away I shouldn't have left Im so sorry im sorry!!" He desperately tried to explain and beg, his words all melting together into one big plead for forgiveness.
"Awe. I'm sure you didn't and of course you shouldn't have left. But you did. Didn't you?" He snaps his wrist, letting the angry sting of the whip just barely cut into Jonny's face. "Didn't you, little rat?"
Jonny flinched and pressed himself against the wall, trying to make himself look smaller or lesser then Petrov. "I did.. Im sorry.." He whimpered. "I promise i won't leave you ever again..." His words came out more as a whisper.
Marcus curls his lip with an expression of disgust and turns away, curling his whip up. "Alright. Enough of that. Come on. We're going back."
Jonny frowned and didn't move from his spot in the corner "I dont want to go back.." He said, his voice barely above a whisper. "Everyone is going to be mad at me." He sounded more like a scared kid then a HYDRA asset.
Marcus tenses as if he's going to lash out again, but then chooses to go back to playing the good guy. He turns and crouches down, softening his voice just slightly. "Of course they are, little rat. You've stolen something very important from them. Do you think staying away longer will make it better?"
He is careful not to even imply that leaving was an option. Obviously no matter how long or how far Jonny ran, he'd eventually end up back where he'd started.
Jonny averted his gaze and looked at the ground instead of at Marcus "No.." He muttered, his words barely audible. "But i don't want to go.. It's nice here.."
Marcus stands up, slamming his steel toed boot into Jonny's side. His lip curls in disgust. "Is this how you thank me for my kindness? Disgusting little rat!"
Jonny let out a pained sound and curled in on himself as the boot connected with his side "N-no, I'm sorry!" He whined "I'm sorry.." He shut his eyes. His entire body was tense, as if he was expecting Marcus to kick or hit him again.
"Beg. Or have you forgotten how?" Marcus steps back just slightly, but not enough to give Jonny room to run. Not that he expected that to happen. The younger man was too afraid of him.
Jonny shook his head "Please.." He sounded less like grown man and more a kicked puppy. "Im sorry. I really am..! I'll go back with you, i promise. Just please don't hurt me."
"Hm. Tell me, little rat, what would you do for you left?" He crouches down again, grabbing Jonny's chin a little harder than was comfortable. "Do you think there is anything for you out here? That anyone would accept you back?"
Jonny flinched and shut his eyes, "I dont know.." He whined, trying to shrink away from Marcus hand. His eyes were pressed firmly shut as if he was expecting to be hit "N-no..?" He tried to say what he assumed would make Marcus happy.
"But here, are you alone?" He lets go, this time moving a hand around to the back of Jonny's head, mockingly soft. If he wasn't angry, he was soft. It made it hard to resist making him happy when he was the only source of kindness within Hydra.
Jonny shook his head "No.." He said again "I'm not." Had he been alone before joining Hydra? He couldn't remember anymore and he knew better then to ask. It didn't matter anymore.
OPEN RP - V2. P.1. Runaway.
No one leaves HYDRA. Once you join, you're in for life. But maybe they forgot that when they decided to run. To leave. To think they could find another life outside that which had created them. Given them all of of their talents. Selfish fool.
Perhaps one should take it as a complement that HYDRA did not send an assit. Did not send a weapon. They sent a monster. A hunter that will track his prey down without rest. Without pause. Until they are to exhausted to keep running. Until they have realized that hiding only gives him time to catch up.
Officer Marcus Petrov stands in a dirty, 'empty' hotel room, holding a loaded gun, pointed up at the ceiling. He stands at ease, as if the other person in here does not want him dead. Perhaps because he knows they are tired. Run down. That he is their living nightmare.
"Come out little fox. You can't keep running forever."
Jonny was hiding under the bed, arguably a stupid place to hide but it was the first thing that had come to mind. Me held his breath and shut his eyes at Officer Petrovs voice rang out through the hotel room.
He knew it had been a bad idea to run even before he did it. What had he been thinking? They where going to kill him, or worse put him back in isolation. He hated isolation. That tiny cold room where the only thing he could hear was his own breathing and the only thing he could see was darkness.
His mind reeled and he felt like he was about to vomit. Maybe he should just come out? Drop to his knees and beg for forgiveness. But he didn't. He couldn't. He couldn't move. All he could do was hold his breath and hope Officer Petrov didn't look under the bed.
Petrov scuffs the floor with his boot, but doesn't make any move to search the room. Yet. Instead he just returns the gun to it's holster and calls out again,
"Come out, Jonny. You know I don't want to hurt you, but I will have to if you make me drag you out of here."
He uncoils a thick leather whip, letting it drop to the floor where Jonny could see it. Did he know?
Jonny had to cover his mouth to avoid letting out a yelp of fear at the sight of the whip. He did his best to steady his breathing, but he knew the older man could no doubt hear his hyper ventilating from under the bed.
He could hear him, but still he doesn't move to grab him. Not quite yet.
"Come on. You have five seconds, before I drag you out of under there, do you hear me? Five. Four-"
All Jonny could hear was the sound of his own heart pounding as he scrambled out from under the bed, but he didn't stand up. He stayed curled up on the ground with his back against the angle where the bed met the wall.
"Please Im sorry Im sorry I know I know shouldn't have run away I shouldn't have left Im so sorry im sorry!!" He desperately tried to explain and beg, his words all melting together into one big plead for forgiveness.
"Awe. I'm sure you didn't and of course you shouldn't have left. But you did. Didn't you?" He snaps his wrist, letting the angry sting of the whip just barely cut into Jonny's face. "Didn't you, little rat?"
Jonny flinched and pressed himself against the wall, trying to make himself look smaller or lesser then Petrov. "I did.. Im sorry.." He whimpered. "I promise i won't leave you ever again..." His words came out more as a whisper.
Marcus curls his lip with an expression of disgust and turns away, curling his whip up. "Alright. Enough of that. Come on. We're going back."
Jonny frowned and didn't move from his spot in the corner "I dont want to go back.." He said, his voice barely above a whisper. "Everyone is going to be mad at me." He sounded more like a scared kid then a HYDRA asset.
Marcus tenses as if he's going to lash out again, but then chooses to go back to playing the good guy. He turns and crouches down, softening his voice just slightly. "Of course they are, little rat. You've stolen something very important from them. Do you think staying away longer will make it better?"
He is careful not to even imply that leaving was an option. Obviously no matter how long or how far Jonny ran, he'd eventually end up back where he'd started.
Jonny averted his gaze and looked at the ground instead of at Marcus "No.." He muttered, his words barely audible. "But i don't want to go.. It's nice here.."
Marcus stands up, slamming his steel toed boot into Jonny's side. His lip curls in disgust. "Is this how you thank me for my kindness? Disgusting little rat!"
Jonny let out a pained sound and curled in on himself as the boot connected with his side "N-no, I'm sorry!" He whined "I'm sorry.." He shut his eyes. His entire body was tense, as if he was expecting Marcus to kick or hit him again.
"Beg. Or have you forgotten how?" Marcus steps back just slightly, but not enough to give Jonny room to run. Not that he expected that to happen. The younger man was too afraid of him.
Jonny shook his head "Please.." He sounded less like grown man and more a kicked puppy. "Im sorry. I really am..! I'll go back with you, i promise. Just please don't hurt me."
"Hm. Tell me, little rat, what would you do for you left?" He crouches down again, grabbing Jonny's chin a little harder than was comfortable. "Do you think there is anything for you out here? That anyone would accept you back?"
Jonny flinched and shut his eyes, "I dont know.." He whined, trying to shrink away from Marcus hand. His eyes were pressed firmly shut as if he was expecting to be hit "N-no..?" He tried to say what he assumed would make Marcus happy.
OPEN RP - V2. P.1. Runaway.
No one leaves HYDRA. Once you join, you're in for life. But maybe they forgot that when they decided to run. To leave. To think they could find another life outside that which had created them. Given them all of of their talents. Selfish fool.
Perhaps one should take it as a complement that HYDRA did not send an assit. Did not send a weapon. They sent a monster. A hunter that will track his prey down without rest. Without pause. Until they are to exhausted to keep running. Until they have realized that hiding only gives him time to catch up.
Officer Marcus Petrov stands in a dirty, 'empty' hotel room, holding a loaded gun, pointed up at the ceiling. He stands at ease, as if the other person in here does not want him dead. Perhaps because he knows they are tired. Run down. That he is their living nightmare.
"Come out little fox. You can't keep running forever."
Jonny was hiding under the bed, arguably a stupid place to hide but it was the first thing that had come to mind. Me held his breath and shut his eyes at Officer Petrovs voice rang out through the hotel room.
He knew it had been a bad idea to run even before he did it. What had he been thinking? They where going to kill him, or worse put him back in isolation. He hated isolation. That tiny cold room where the only thing he could hear was his own breathing and the only thing he could see was darkness.
His mind reeled and he felt like he was about to vomit. Maybe he should just come out? Drop to his knees and beg for forgiveness. But he didn't. He couldn't. He couldn't move. All he could do was hold his breath and hope Officer Petrov didn't look under the bed.
Petrov scuffs the floor with his boot, but doesn't make any move to search the room. Yet. Instead he just returns the gun to it's holster and calls out again,
"Come out, Jonny. You know I don't want to hurt you, but I will have to if you make me drag you out of here."
He uncoils a thick leather whip, letting it drop to the floor where Jonny could see it. Did he know?
Jonny had to cover his mouth to avoid letting out a yelp of fear at the sight of the whip. He did his best to steady his breathing, but he knew the older man could no doubt hear his hyper ventilating from under the bed.
He could hear him, but still he doesn't move to grab him. Not quite yet.
"Come on. You have five seconds, before I drag you out of under there, do you hear me? Five. Four-"
All Jonny could hear was the sound of his own heart pounding as he scrambled out from under the bed, but he didn't stand up. He stayed curled up on the ground with his back against the angle where the bed met the wall.
"Please Im sorry Im sorry I know I know shouldn't have run away I shouldn't have left Im so sorry im sorry!!" He desperately tried to explain and beg, his words all melting together into one big plead for forgiveness.
"Awe. I'm sure you didn't and of course you shouldn't have left. But you did. Didn't you?" He snaps his wrist, letting the angry sting of the whip just barely cut into Jonny's face. "Didn't you, little rat?"
Jonny flinched and pressed himself against the wall, trying to make himself look smaller or lesser then Petrov. "I did.. Im sorry.." He whimpered. "I promise i won't leave you ever again..." His words came out more as a whisper.
Marcus curls his lip with an expression of disgust and turns away, curling his whip up. "Alright. Enough of that. Come on. We're going back."
Jonny frowned and didn't move from his spot in the corner "I dont want to go back.." He said, his voice barely above a whisper. "Everyone is going to be mad at me." He sounded more like a scared kid then a HYDRA asset.
Marcus tenses as if he's going to lash out again, but then chooses to go back to playing the good guy. He turns and crouches down, softening his voice just slightly. "Of course they are, little rat. You've stolen something very important from them. Do you think staying away longer will make it better?"
He is careful not to even imply that leaving was an option. Obviously no matter how long or how far Jonny ran, he'd eventually end up back where he'd started.
Jonny averted his gaze and looked at the ground instead of at Marcus "No.." He muttered, his words barely audible. "But i don't want to go.. It's nice here.."
Marcus stands up, slamming his steel toed boot into Jonny's side. His lip curls in disgust. "Is this how you thank me for my kindness? Disgusting little rat!"
Jonny let out a pained sound and curled in on himself as the boot connected with his side "N-no, I'm sorry!" He whined "I'm sorry.." He shut his eyes. His entire body was tense, as if he was expecting Marcus to kick or hit him again.
"Beg. Or have you forgotten how?" Marcus steps back just slightly, but not enough to give Jonny room to run. Not that he expected that to happen. The younger man was too afraid of him.
Jonny shook his head "Please.." He sounded less like grown man and more a kicked puppy. "Im sorry. I really am..! I'll go back with you, i promise. Just please don't hurt me."
OPEN RP - V2. P.1. Runaway.
No one leaves HYDRA. Once you join, you're in for life. But maybe they forgot that when they decided to run. To leave. To think they could find another life outside that which had created them. Given them all of of their talents. Selfish fool.
Perhaps one should take it as a complement that HYDRA did not send an assit. Did not send a weapon. They sent a monster. A hunter that will track his prey down without rest. Without pause. Until they are to exhausted to keep running. Until they have realized that hiding only gives him time to catch up.
Officer Marcus Petrov stands in a dirty, 'empty' hotel room, holding a loaded gun, pointed up at the ceiling. He stands at ease, as if the other person in here does not want him dead. Perhaps because he knows they are tired. Run down. That he is their living nightmare.
"Come out little fox. You can't keep running forever."
Jonny was hiding under the bed, arguably a stupid place to hide but it was the first thing that had come to mind. Me held his breath and shut his eyes at Officer Petrovs voice rang out through the hotel room.
He knew it had been a bad idea to run even before he did it. What had he been thinking? They where going to kill him, or worse put him back in isolation. He hated isolation. That tiny cold room where the only thing he could hear was his own breathing and the only thing he could see was darkness.
His mind reeled and he felt like he was about to vomit. Maybe he should just come out? Drop to his knees and beg for forgiveness. But he didn't. He couldn't. He couldn't move. All he could do was hold his breath and hope Officer Petrov didn't look under the bed.
Petrov scuffs the floor with his boot, but doesn't make any move to search the room. Yet. Instead he just returns the gun to it's holster and calls out again,
"Come out, Jonny. You know I don't want to hurt you, but I will have to if you make me drag you out of here."
He uncoils a thick leather whip, letting it drop to the floor where Jonny could see it. Did he know?
Jonny had to cover his mouth to avoid letting out a yelp of fear at the sight of the whip. He did his best to steady his breathing, but he knew the older man could no doubt hear his hyper ventilating from under the bed.
He could hear him, but still he doesn't move to grab him. Not quite yet.
"Come on. You have five seconds, before I drag you out of under there, do you hear me? Five. Four-"
All Jonny could hear was the sound of his own heart pounding as he scrambled out from under the bed, but he didn't stand up. He stayed curled up on the ground with his back against the angle where the bed met the wall.
"Please Im sorry Im sorry I know I know shouldn't have run away I shouldn't have left Im so sorry im sorry!!" He desperately tried to explain and beg, his words all melting together into one big plead for forgiveness.
"Awe. I'm sure you didn't and of course you shouldn't have left. But you did. Didn't you?" He snaps his wrist, letting the angry sting of the whip just barely cut into Jonny's face. "Didn't you, little rat?"
Jonny flinched and pressed himself against the wall, trying to make himself look smaller or lesser then Petrov. "I did.. Im sorry.." He whimpered. "I promise i won't leave you ever again..." His words came out more as a whisper.
Marcus curls his lip with an expression of disgust and turns away, curling his whip up. "Alright. Enough of that. Come on. We're going back."
Jonny frowned and didn't move from his spot in the corner "I dont want to go back.." He said, his voice barely above a whisper. "Everyone is going to be mad at me." He sounded more like a scared kid then a HYDRA asset.
Marcus tenses as if he's going to lash out again, but then chooses to go back to playing the good guy. He turns and crouches down, softening his voice just slightly. "Of course they are, little rat. You've stolen something very important from them. Do you think staying away longer will make it better?"
He is careful not to even imply that leaving was an option. Obviously no matter how long or how far Jonny ran, he'd eventually end up back where he'd started.
Jonny averted his gaze and looked at the ground instead of at Marcus "No.." He muttered, his words barely audible. "But i don't want to go.. It's nice here.."
Marcus stands up, slamming his steel toed boot into Jonny's side. His lip curls in disgust. "Is this how you thank me for my kindness? Disgusting little rat!"
Jonny let out a pained sound and curled in on himself as the boot connected with his side "N-no, I'm sorry!" He whined "I'm sorry.." He shut his eyes. His entire body was tense, as if he was expecting Marcus to kick or hit him again.
Closed rp - @mortenravnen
Johnny woke up in a room. Not quite a bedroom, not quite a lounge. He had been moved to a large bed. There was a lamp, a cozy chair, a couch, and plenty of room for moving around. The only thing that broke up the image was the bars over the outside of the window and the fact that the door was metal and locked.
Jonny woke up in a panic. He sat up and looked around the room frantically. He took a deep breath as he tried to calm himself down.
Someone knocks on the door before Marcus lets himself in.
"Hi. How are you?"
Jonnys head snapped to face the door at the sound of the knock, He curled in on himself and tried to appear as small as possible as he saw Marcus, "Where am i?" He asked frantically.
"Do you not remember our conversation in the car?" Marcus leans against the wall casually, as if they were perhaps still on good terms. As if he had not kidnapped Jonny. "This is the base I spoke of. The...'mafia' I work for." He adds the last part jokingly, trying to lighten the mood.
"Why.. Why am i here? ..What do you want?" He asked, a little more hesitantly.
"What do I want? I want you." Marcus replies in the same casual tone. "We need an experiment. Someone to act as your 'average' man."
"Experiments?" Jonny echoed "I-Im not some lab rat!" He exclaimed, his eyes wide with fear.
"Of course you are." Marcus steps closer. "My labrat, so I won't let them hurt you. Don't worry."
Jonny tensed as Marcus stepped closer "You kidnapped me. I have no reason to trust anything you say.."