05/25/07 // Transmutey!Ed and NPC Denna

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Who: Transmutey!Ed and NPC Denna
When: 05/25/07
Rating: PG
Category: Misc Happenings
Summary: Denna brings Ed his lunch and he procedes to freak out at her.


T!Ed: *is laying stretched out on the floor of his cell on his stomach with arms above his head, the only semi-comfortable position he can get them in when laying down, staring off and mutterng softly to himself *

Denna: *nods to the guards as they let her in, carrying a tray of food*

T!Ed: *makes a small noise when she comes in, glancing up at her absently*

Denna: *comes over and sits by him, setting down the food* Hungry? I even managed to get you some dessert today.

T!Ed: *nods his head a little and moves to sit up, shaking a bit as he does so before sittng crossed legged, staring down at the tray*

Denna: *pushes the tray forward* Here, come on. Eat something. *smiles a little*

T!Ed: *starts as the tray is moved, eyes transfixed on the cookies, voice hoarse* ...No. Not eating that.

Denna: *frowns* Why not? It's good, it really is.

T!Ed: *curls up as best he can, murmuring with a slight twitch* Too much of home.

Denna: *sighs* The food?

T!Ed: Cookies. *jerks his head in their direction*

Denna: ...Oh. *face falls, taking the cookie plate* Sorry. I'll give this to the guards, I guess. Eat the rest, okay?

T!Ed: *eyes go wide as her expression changes, visibly terrified* I'll eat them, it's 'kay... Don't hurt me, please don't hurt me anymore... Don't want and -- *makes some sort of vague zapping motion with his fingers, rocking*

Denna: Hey, hey, I'm not doing anything to you. *watches him worriedly* Your surgeries are all finished, I'm not going to hurt you-- just let me give this to the guards. Really, it's okay. *gives him a smile, getting up and waving at the camera for the guards to open the door, giving them the plate*

T!Ed: *sniffles softly, hiccuping and rocking, hands hiding his face* Going to hurt me... Going to keep hurting me until I die and it doesn't matter, you're going - going to take him and always take him... ...nothing I can do...

Denna: *goes back over and sits down next to him after the door is shut again* Come on, try to eat something?

T!Ed: *peeks out at her from between a couple of fingers, eyes still wide with fear, then hesitantly reaches for a piece of bread on the tray*

Denna: See? *smiles tentatively*It's just food.

T!Ed: *twitches, nibbling at the bread* S'not stale this time.

Denna: Nope, not stale. *smiles brightly* I'm doing my best to get you good food, I really am.

T!Ed: *gives her a tiny smile in return, muttering to himself idly* Going to need it to kill you all.

Denna: *shivers, in spite of the smile, sitting back against the wall and watching him*

T!Ed: *finishes the bread after a while, picking absently at the rest of the food, knees drawn to his chest*

Denna: *fidgets in place for a second, not really sure what to say* ...How've you been sleeping?

T!Ed: Don't sleep. Can't sleep. Hear them screaming all the time and - and need to wait for him. *jerks his head agitatedly, finishing off most of his food after a while*

Denna: You sure you wouldn't like something to help you sleep? The Boss didn't really authorize anything either way, so... *shrugs*

T!Ed: Can't miss seeing him... *laughs softly, hollowly* Not even real and I need him so bad.

Denna: Are the hallucinations getting worse?

T!Ed: *whimpers softly* Monsters sometimes, too. Hiding in the corners. *glances around the room*

Denna: *feeling really bad for him suddenly, sighing* You poor thing... Can I, um... is there anything that will help?

T!Ed: ...Let me go home... *looks at her pleadingly, eyes watering*

Denna: *bites her lip, glancing up at the cameras a little nervously* If I could... *shakes her head* You don't belong here, I don't know why he has you here.

T!Ed: *freezes a moment before moving closer to her, leaning against the wall as best he can on his side because of the blades in his arms, face crumpling* I want Ren.

Denna: *nods once, surprised as he moves closer and feeling increasingly edgy about this conversation* He should be here soon. I don't know how soon, but... yeah. I only hear gossip.

T!Ed: No! *sobs, shaking* If - if they... Promise me you won't let them take him..! Please... *reaches for one of her hands*

Denna: *jumps a little but lets him take her hand, reaching out tentatively to pat his shoulder* Let them take him where?

T!Ed: *squeezes her hand, clinging to it desperately* Nowhere! Don't let the monsters take him anywhere!

Denna: *a liiiiiittle freaked out here* I... don't know what you're talking about. I don't even know why you're here. The Boss wants his son back, but I don't understand any of it, I'm just a surgeon.

T!Ed: *buries his face against her shoulder, sobbing harder, one of the blades on his arms scoring a section of the padded wall as he moves with ease* D-don't let them take him, please... D-don't let th-them turn him into s-something like me...

Denna: *opens and closes her mouth a couple of times, tentatively patting his hair and looking nervously at the slash in the wall* He's a homunculus, I don't think they can-- um... I-- I think the Boss just wants him back here...

T!Ed: *squeezes her hand again tightly, rocking with his face still against her shoulder* Gonna hurt him and I p-promised th-they wouldn't, gave m-myself up so they w-wouldn't and lies and lies and lies...

Denna: *beginning to get some ideas, getting even more nervous* Are... are you here because you traded yourself..?

T!Ed: *nods his head vigorously* W-was gonna tear R-Ren apart and I-I - I left t-to give my-myself instead...

Denna: ...Oh. Oh, my gods. *shivers* I think I understand a few things better now.

T!Ed: *curls against her a little, still clinging to her hand* ...I wanna go home...

Denna: Poor kid... *keeps an arm stiffly around his shoulders, being careful of the blades* I'm really sorry about this.

T!Ed: *sniffles, staring up at her pleadingly with wide eyes* Please take me home.

Denna: I'm really sorry, Edward... Even if that were remotely possible, I can't move around between dimensions. I'm just a human.

T!Ed: *just crumples, whimpering softly* ...Is the rest gonna hurt..?

Denna: The rest of...what? *pets his hair stiffly*

T!Ed: *squeezes his eyes shut* De-conditioning?

Denna: *shakes her head* I don't... think so. I've never seen it done... I don't even know why he's doing it to you. If you don't want to be here... I don't get it.

T!Ed: Wants to torture me. Would endure anything for him, but I wanna die...

Denna: Yeah, I kind of understand the torture. I don't think they're going to let you die. *glances back at the camera nervously* I really shouldn't be talking about this...

T!Ed: *glances at the camera as well before dropping his voice low, staring at her, expression mad* Please kill me. Would be so easy if you poisoned the food...

Denna: *eyes widening, drawing into herself* I can't! They would know I did it and- and-- *doesn't even want to think that far*

T!Ed: Won't be so bad... Forget the pain after a while 'til it all goes away, always goes away...

Denna: No- no I can't, I mean, I don't know-- *breaks off, sighing*

T!Ed: Please. Please, please, please... *murmurs the word on repeat, giving her a deranged version of the puppy eyes*

Denna: *backs away slightly* I can't! Edward, really, I just... You have no idea how much worse it would be. He would just bring you back, anyway.

T!Ed: *lets go of her hand, curling into himself, arm blades scratching at the wall again, cying softly*

Denna: *pet his hair gently, reaching for the napkin from his tray and offering it to wipe his eyes with* If... If Darren does come, do you want me to try and sneak him in to see you? I can't promise anything, but I can try.

T!Ed: *presses his head into her hand, shaking, and takes the napkin, wiping at his eyes before blowing his nose, nodding*

Denna: *nods* I'll try. And... I'm sorry. You... shouldn't be here.

T!Ed: *shakes his head and curls up on the floor again carefully, breathing raggedly* ...Thank you.

Denna: Um. You're... welcome. I really do mean it. *sighs* This whole situation is too disconcerting. I've never known the Boss to do anything like this.

T!Ed: *mumbles, mostly to himself* Demented.

Denna: He's always been very kind to me. *glances away*

T!Ed: *looks pointedly at her staples before glancing away with a shaky sigh*

Denna: *reaches up to touch the staples questioningly* What?

T!Ed: *shakes his head and squeezes his eyes shut* Nothing.

Denna: *sighs, shrugging sadly* Is there any kind of food I could try and bring next time? Anything you want?

T!Ed: Something with poison..? *actually manages a faint smile*

Denna: *rests her chin on her knees, smiling wanly* I'm really sorry, Edward.

T!Ed: *lets the smile drop, picking idly at the flooring* Somthing not stale, I guess. Not picky...

Denna: But... not cookies, either. I'm sorry about the staleness. I blame the hospital food. You won't be getting that anymore.

T!Ed: *nods, not really paying much attention anymore*

Denna: Okay... *gives his hair another pseudo-affectionate pat* I'll try to bring your dinner.

T!Ed: *nestles his head against the padding on the floor, nodding again and sliding his eyes shut, exhausted*

Denna: *nods again* Sure. I'll see you in a few hours. *takes up the tray, nodding to the cameras and heading for the door*