Jai West (dareyoutorun) wrote in dc_nextgen,
@ 2010-12-12 22:48:00

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inactive - damien wilson, npc - jai west, plot - "the future is a memory"

One Month Later
Jai West doesn't need to be able to think clearly to know that he's in bad shape. His brain feels as though it's floating in toxic waste. He doesn't know how many times they've drugged him or forced him to run, but he's sure it's a lot. They feed him well-enough, but whatever they're lacing the food with slows his normally high-speed thought processes to tortoise speed. Irey could probably run faster than he can think right now, and it sucks.

And every other day, /he/ shows up to talk.

Today, Jai has started the morning by puking up his breakfast. He's lying in the puddle of his own vomit when the Boss (and that's all he can be, because everyone runs to do what he says on command) shows up for their talk.

"You look...dapperrrr....today." Jai slurs in the man's direction.

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headofthedemon
2010-12-13 05:46 am UTC (link)

Damien looks down at the boy and /almost/ feels a twinge of pity for him.

Almost. However, recent events have conspired to take away his ability to feel pity for anyone, in light of his losses.

"I see that the opium is taking its toll upon you, Mr. West." Damien Wilson says. "I do apologize for that, but it's paramount to my experiment that you remain available for the duration."

Damien makes sure that his shoes don't land in any of the vomit. He has several pairs of Italian Leather shoes, but that doesn't mean he uses them carelessly.

"I will require you to run today." Damien says.

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dareyoutorun
2010-12-13 05:53 am UTC (link)

"All five of youuuuuuu....can go t'hell." Jai says, trying to push himself to a sitting position. He's not sure how many other people are in the room with them; it could be four or ten, but he's not going to lay on his face in front of them.

Henry wouldn't let them see him scared or weak. Jon wouldn't. Dad wouldn't.

Can't...can't let 'em see me sweat. he thinks.

"You'd better let me go." Jai rasps. "Because when my friend's find you...you're gonna look back on today and wish you'd listened."

"All of you are gonna wish you'd listened." Jai says.

The League had to know he was in trouble. Dad would look for him. Irey, too.

God...Mom must be goin' nuts. So is...so is...

What is her name?

It's on the tip of his tongue, but Jai can't remember who else would be worried about him and he feels like he should.

"Jusss...let me go." he says.

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headofthedemon
2010-12-13 06:01 am UTC (link)

"I don't fear your friends, Jai. The rest of the world sees them as omnipotent, fearless and unbeatable, but I know that's not true. Most of them, if not all, are human. They can be hurt. They bleed and they die, just like anyone else. They fail and they make mistakes. And /you/ will help me prove it." Damien tells him.

"One of them died not less than ten feet from me a few weeks ago. Shot down in the street. That one took something that belonged to me, and while I didn't exactly want him dead, that was the price he paid for standing in my way." Damien says.

"I hope you don't pay that same price, Jai. Cerdian of Atlantis wasn't very bright and now he's dead. Be smart, Jai. Don't fail me." Damien says.

He turns to the person in the room with him.

"Get him ready to run today, and prepare the next bit of the solution. The machine is nearly at full-power, but I'll want him fresh for the New Years' Eve test." Damien says.

Then he turns to leave.

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	dc_misc 2010-12-13 06:04 am UTC (link)
	The doctor standing next to the Demon's Head nodded. "As you wish, sir." He snapped his fingers at his underlings to get the boy and bring him into the room to prepare him. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	dareyoutorun 2010-12-14 02:15 am UTC (link)
	"Every...last...one of you is...goin' down!" Jai yells, as the underlings drag him out of his cell. If he could just string together three thoughts in a row, he'd could be halfway across the ocean. As it is, his legs won't obey him and he's still thinking about the name that guy said. Cerdian...was dead. Why did that name sound so familiar? (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	dc_misc 2010-12-14 02:39 am UTC (link)
	"Please. You barely remember your own name right now," the doctor said, as he continued down the hallway to a white room, with various medical instruments and a long table. "Strap him in," he commanded." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	dareyoutorun 2010-12-14 03:03 am UTC (link)
	"My name is...it's...my name is..." What is my name? Jai struggles as the henchmen strap him onto the table, grunting and kicking as best he can. He clips one man in the knee, but the both subdue him and get him onto the table. "Don't...do this. Whatever he's paying you isn't worth it." Jai says. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	dc_misc 2010-12-14 04:03 am UTC (link)
	"Oh it really is," the doctor said, flipping a switch. And Jai would soon find himself to very uncomfortable. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

dareyoutorun
2010-12-15 12:40 am UTC (link)

The pain tolerable, so much so that it becomes intolerable when it ends. Jai's focus is shattered into a million tiny little pieces that he can't even begin to assemble.

Faces flash past his field of vision, of people he should know, but doesn't. Every moment, those faces get further and further away from him until he no longer sees them or remembers enough to know that they were there.

And again, Jai West slides into darkness.

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	dareyoutorun 2010-12-17 12:35 am UTC (link)
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