[ At first, he resents being separated from Christine simply for having had no say in the matter. She's a soldier, capable of looking after herself. Once processed at the facility, he wonders how she'll deal with it. If she's gotten rusty at strangling down the trauma. Then the experiments start. The more he undergoes, and further hears about, the more uneasy he becomes with her absence.
They should have no cause to kill her — Christine can play the game. But they might introduce her to someone who can fulfill her needs, someone other than him, and that he can't tolerate.
It gets under his skin more than any of the punishment he inflicts or endures. It's after an overstimulation exercise that they shuffle him down the corridor opposite the direction he came, and into a new room. They let him dress at least. Nothing to make of that, he's learned. It's down to however unkind and/or impatient that particular set of guards is feeling.
Lorca grunts, shaking off their grip as they unburden themselves of him and shut the door. He rights himself, and registers the blemishes on her skin a split second before the familiar shape of her body, her shock of pale hair. ]
no subject
They should have no cause to kill her — Christine can play the game. But they might introduce her to someone who can fulfill her needs, someone other than him, and that he can't tolerate.
It gets under his skin more than any of the punishment he inflicts or endures. It's after an overstimulation exercise that they shuffle him down the corridor opposite the direction he came, and into a new room. They let him dress at least. Nothing to make of that, he's learned. It's down to however unkind and/or impatient that particular set of guards is feeling.
Lorca grunts, shaking off their grip as they unburden themselves of him and shut the door. He rights himself, and registers the blemishes on her skin a split second before the familiar shape of her body, her shock of pale hair. ]
Christine.