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POSTED ON May 16, 2021 6:56:21 GMT

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[attr="class","sunshine"]"Damn," she mutters, spits again. It's to buy time. Her head is swimming and she needs to remember. Nothing about that night, her stupid decision has haunted her long enough to remember it in vivid detail, but something else. Her conversation with Lulu Flint where she covered for @aoi like a fucking idiot. The lie she'd spun.

Why the head scientist had waited weeks before reporting the story she didn't know, but sticking to it was the only way forward.

"Right, fuck," she sighs, half for show and half out of genuine exasperation with her past choices, "Was an accident. It went overboard."

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POSTED ON May 16, 2021 7:10:38 GMT

For the first time since entering the room, Gavin speaks.

"That wasn't in the report, Vela."

Unfortunately for Plank, he already knew the truth. THEO BECKETT knew the truth. Quietly, he wishes she'd opted for honesty.

He folds his arms, palms tucked beneath to resist the urge to fidget.

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POSTED ON May 16, 2021 7:13:14 GMT

[attr="class","sunshine"]Gavin's voice pulls Plank's attention and again all her anger rises to the surface. Looking at him makes her stomach twist and her chest clench.

"Well ya see, Gav," she spits, "people lie when they fuck up."

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POSTED ON May 16, 2021 7:19:46 GMT

[attr="class","beck"]he throws another punch, this time with his left.

"not gav. sir."

a hand reaches out to tug at her hair. he keeps his hold tight even as the chair starts to tip slightly.

"are you lying, then, vela?"

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POSTED ON May 16, 2021 7:27:44 GMT

[attr="class","sunshine"]This hit Plank sees coming from the moment she opens her mouth, but it's worth it. It gives her just enough to hold onto that this time when fresh cuts come into stinging existence she's able to blink tears away before they start running.

She hisses as her attention is quite literally pulled back to her tormentor. She does her best to lean back as the chair starts to tip. It pulls on her hair harder, but it's better than hanging by it if the chair falls forward completely. Either way her burgeoning headache is prodded into a full migraine by the position.

"About what?" she questions, screwing her eyes up tight and clenching her teeth to push through the pain, "It's a lot t' keep up with when you're both askin'."

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POSTED ON May 16, 2021 7:34:26 GMT

[attr="class","beck"]"the porygon."

he kicks the chair out from underneath, sends it skidding backwards. he tightens his grip, holds it against the resistance from her sudden weight.

"it went overboard, yes? that's what you're sticking with?"

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POSTED ON May 16, 2021 7:43:30 GMT

[attr="class","sunshine"]The sudden kick to the chair gets a shocked yelp from Plank that turns to a pained keen as her head drops and her hair pulls taut. There's dull snapping as the roots on several strands break under the sudden weight, but most of it holds tight.

Her new position is just short of contortion. The binds to her arms and legs hold them to the chair and suddenly her feet are on their toes where the chair's back legs once were. Her back arches painfully and her neck stretches as the top of the chair presses hard at her shoulders. Her calves burn as she tries to put some weight on them and spare her scalp.

"Fuck, yes!" she shouts, voice tight and insistent, "Yes, we hit some fuckin' rocks and it, and it went in the fuckin' water!"

Her words are harried and the breaths between them short and sharp.

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POSTED ON May 16, 2021 7:51:14 GMT

[attr="class","beck"]almost defeated, he relents, releases his grip. whatever sounds at the impact is ignored. he doesn't care, at least not in the way he should. he steps away, eyes fleeting for moments.

"i don't know what you see in her, merlino."

a hand snakes behind his back, pulls out a gun.

"you know what we do to rats."

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POSTED ON May 16, 2021 8:06:10 GMT

[attr="class","sunshine"]There's no time to appreciate the hand no longer in her hair. The moment she's let go the few feet between her and the room's metal floor vanish. Plank's too restrained and off balance to try and divert course, she meets the ground with her forehead with an audible smack.

"Fuck," the word is a choked back sob as pain flashes through her head and down her spine. She tries to force herself onto her side. The sound of wood on steel echoes around the room for a moment when she succeeds.

Once again tears fall unbidden from her eyes, she screws up her face as she swallows another sob before it can surface.

Watery eyes find Gavin. Again her gut ties itself in knots and again her breath catches in her chest, but the dam she's been tending is cracking and those feelings once the tie to her anger are now too close to something else for her to ground herself in them. She has to resort to biting down on her lip until it tears to hold back the third sob.

The words of the man towering over her aren't lost to her. Dammit. She's gonna die here and Gavin's not going to so much as lift a finger. Fuck him.

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POSTED ON May 16, 2021 8:33:42 GMT

"Enough."

Like thunder, his deep voice rumbles in his throat. He's crossed the space between them in moments, strong grip wrapping around Theo's wrist to break his hold on the gun before he slams the other against the wall and digs an elbow hard into his ribcage.

The look he'd been given was fleeting, but enough.

Now, Gavin returns it with silent apology. It needed to be real. It was real.

Breathing hard, remembering a faraway place, Gavin kicks the gun away. His knife finds the ropes, slashes through them with a single, quick motion. He steps back, out of her space, and pockets the blade.

"We're going to start again, and you're going to tell me the truth."

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POSTED ON May 16, 2021 8:40:36 GMT

[attr="class","beck"]he shows resistance, attempts to fight the grip, but ultimately falters. he's slammed against the wall, feels a hard elbow dig into his ribcage that knocks the wind out of him. the gun's dropped somewhere along the way.

the look behind merlino's eyes is understood.

with the foundations laid out, he simply breathes, recovers, and watches.

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POSTED ON May 16, 2021 8:57:27 GMT

[attr="class","sunshine"]Gavin storms across the room and Plank isn't sure how she's meant to feel about it. When what she thought was certain, imminent death is suddenly pushed off the table she feels a moment of sheer, blissful relief; but in the moments that follow? Feelings are lost to action.

Plank's bleeding wrists and bruised ankles are freed by Gavin's knife and she pushes herself across the floor away from Gavin at the same time he backs up. She runs tingling, slightly off-color hands across her face in hurried strokes that smear tears and blood and snot; and make her hiss for the way pressing the pads of her palms to it makes her cheeks scream.

She realizes by the time Gavin commands her to speak, to tell the truth, that she can't sort her feelings because she's not feeling them. They're far away. She's far away. Like someone's taken her spirit and pulled it just barely out of alignment with her self. Like she's a ghost sitting atop her body instead of in it.

At least it means she doesn't feel guilt for what she says next.

"Ozaki," she leads, the name navigating the damaged interior of her mouth poorly, "she felt bad for the Porygon, or somethin'."

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POSTED ON May 16, 2021 9:18:04 GMT

She flinches from him like an animal that's been kicked one too many times, and Gavin knows the pressure of guilt in his chest.

He doesn't bend to it.

He nods, instead, encouraging the flow of words however stilted.

"Tell me everything that you remember."

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POSTED ON May 16, 2021 9:26:36 GMT

[attr="class","sunshine"]She sniffs, trails her eyes from one man to the other and then back again, and drops her hands over her sprawled out legs. God she's so tired suddenly.

"The Porygon they," Plank waves about a limp hand while she talks, "They were, they were makin' noise or somethin'. Doin' somethin' pathetic that she couldn't ignore."

"I told her t' get the fuck over it but she wouldn't let it go," she continues, and although the words could be delivered desperately -- a way to deflect blame from herself -- they're not. They're said in the same exhausted, mangled voice that the rest are. She sniffs again as she pauses.

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