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DAY :048 | DO THE CREEP
CHARACTERS: All
WHERE: Concordia, Misc.
WHEN: Day :048 - :050
SUMMARY: Seekand destroy; the hosts follow up on the three suspects identified at Saffit's fundraiser. One of the three eventually leads somewhere significant...
WARNINGS: Will update as necessary.
((OOC NOTES: This is the catch-all log for characters following Aytac Devin, Kusuma Ming and Kalup Aquila. Feel free to use these characters however they suit your threads - we'll jump into modjack when and where we can! At some point, we'll highjack one of your threads to direct it toward plot relevant information, but until then don't hesitate to go wild.
If you have any questions, drop them over HERE at the calendar questions post.))
WHERE: Concordia, Misc.
WHEN: Day :048 - :050
SUMMARY: Seek
WARNINGS: Will update as necessary.
((OOC NOTES: This is the catch-all log for characters following Aytac Devin, Kusuma Ming and Kalup Aquila. Feel free to use these characters however they suit your threads - we'll jump into modjack when and where we can! At some point, we'll highjack one of your threads to direct it toward plot relevant information, but until then don't hesitate to go wild.
If you have any questions, drop them over HERE at the calendar questions post.))
https://youtu.be/3suGfhnT2Sg
They'll all be dressed in all-black motorbike gear complete with black-visor helmets, which is totally just to hide their identities and not to intimidate her at all.
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Luckily, Kalup doesn't wake up until she's been well secured. Hooray! This is going shockingly well for you, Murphy n' Co. When she does wake up, she suffers some brief immediate panic (who wouldn't?) and then rapidly gets very short-spoken. She doesn't try to struggle against the restraints after her initial moment of panic, but she still is obviously uncomfortable with the situation (again: understandably).
"What do you want?"
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"We need you to perform a surgery for us."
Typing out each statement is unwieldy; Bellamy's impatient, but he knows it's important they don't give her anything to identify them with.
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Because that's just what she wants to hear.
"We need you to remove something from his head." Bellamy indicates Murphy. "Please."
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"Yes, that seems - irregular. Do you have any of the equipment I'll need to do this or would you prefer I use a table knife?"
It's a little edge of sarcasm, but anyone can tell it's habitual more than she actually means it. Pretentious word vomit is a serious Concordian problem.
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With a mental nudge to Bellamy to get the other side, the two of them lift the chair she's on, turning it around to face the body of the treatment room. It's as well-equipped as Murphy could manage - not hospital level, but definitely better than would be expected for a bodymod shop.
( She hasn't said yes. )
Murphy points out, before Bellamy tries making any move toward untying her.
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Bellamy's nervous is leaking through the bond. By get ready, he means Murphy needs to get ready and the Darkling needs to pay attention. She's agreed, but Bellamy isn't putting it past him to make a break for it.
So here goes Bellamy to untie her restraints. Everyone be cool.
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"You'll need to shave his head. One of you can do that for me while I look at this, please."
Also, at some point during her study of the images-- "What exactly is this that I'm taking out?"
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( Tell her it's alive. )
That might be important in terms of removing the thing, he thinks.
( Tell her we can't tell her anything more than that. )
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He does pause at the question to thumb out Murphy's silent answers to her through his device.
"That won't be a problem?"
How much does she have to know about it to take it out, right?
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( Take care of him, and then trade places with me. )
It may be the only thing he says. To Bellamy, because he needs his angle back. ( Paranoia, definitely. )
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Not that Bellamy's worried about the Darkling abandoning her. His thumb slides to the bare skin at the nape of Murphy's neck as he breathes past the fear Kulap's question sparks.
"All of it."
There was a risk. They all knew it. But Bellamy couldn't pretend the goal was anything less than extracting the symbiote without causing damage.
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Kalup takes her sweet time going over the tools on hand. Once Murphy's head is shaved (rip), she'll instruct him to get onto the table provided so she can begin to attach him to the vital monitoring equipment and administer anesthesia. "I'll put him under first, then wash up to begin the surgery. I'll need one of you to monitor his vitals and let me know if something changes."
She sets a clock up on the image projector as well. "For my reference," she explains.
this is practically a real tag I'm sorry I got carried away
Which is what's starting to catch at him about Kalup. She's too calm. Too compliant. Bellamy had wanted to handle the talking to avoid Murphy's strategy of threatening her into helping them, but now everything feels off. Like she's in control, not them.
But it could just be the nerves, and he's not backing out now. He gets on the table once the last of his hair's gone (Eppy's mournful sobbing in the background), watching everything she's doing closely. But when the needle's in his arm, plunger halfway down, the feeling solidifies into something crystal clear and sharp with certainty. He grabs her wrist, wrenching it and the syringe away from his arm.
"She's done something."
He sits up, fighting the anaesthetic already dragging at the back of his consciousness, and claws the bracelet off her wrist. Something tells him if he could get it away from them somehow, slip it into someone's pocket or throw it into a passing car--
It's too late.
"We need to get out of here."
unacceptable
"What did you do?"
There's no time to bother with the text to voice. Bellamy speaks to her directly, though he gives up on the answer when he hears the sound of a car outside.
( Damn it. )
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It's a lie, but why in the world would she say anything differently?
And then security forces open the door on the modshop. There's at least two organic personal units, along with a mobile four legged android units that jumps in through the doorway first. A pulse of light from the android unit fills the space, scanning the room instantly.
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Never trust an old woman, they're wily beyond their years!! Murphy is half-sedated, Bellamy is supporting him - it leaves the Darkling to engage. To the best of his ability, since we all know how this ends up. His mind lances against Bellamy's, demanding he take Murphy and leave via the back door. Try to get to the motorbikes. It's the only route they have now.
He, in turn, seizes hold of Kulap, guiding her between himself (and the Murphamy combo).
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His head lolls, and when his eyes close again the relief is enough for him to just let it happen.
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Because Bellamy is not fucking leaving the Darkling behind. He'd asked the Darkling to come with them. He can't just abandon him here, though actively helping isn't an option right now. Murphy's fading in and out of consciousness. Bellamy hitches him up higher, deliberately jostling him.
( Don't go to sleep. Murphy. Come on. )
This is very, very bad. Bellamy's aware of that even as he half-fall through the back door with Murphy's weight carrying him, stumbling, outside.
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Unfortunately, the stand off means that everyone's probably pretty distracted when the second four legged android comes galloping down the back alley to face off with Bellamy and his dead weight friend. The android spits a shock bolt at Bellamy, meant to temporarily immobilize him.
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