forum The Drug (Asylum/Lab RP) [closed]

Started May 24, 2018 by @_sleeby_rat_

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(Oh no, they are cuffed together, that won’t turn out well lmaooo)

Oh you have got to be kidding me, was all Vaughn could think as he sat in the van, looking down at the cuffs. He was seriously cuffed to Kaz? He didn’t know if that was completely necessary. He instead concentrated on the pain that throbbed in the side of his face. A bruise had already begun to form along his cheekbone, reaching up under his eye.

(yeah no this won't end well lmao)
Kaz's hand began to twitch, the paralysis beginning to slowly wear off. His face was covered in blood, the gash from when he had fallen off the bed reopening and dripping blood onto the side of his face. The spot right below one of his eyes was bruised faintly, making his face look far bonier than it should be

Aliana was pushed into the van. She was smiling and humming as she was cuffed so she couldn't do any damage. She swayed back and forth to her humming.

Vaughn’s eyes narrowed warily at the others before turning his attention back to Kaz. “You okay?” He questioned when he noticed him move.

Kaz managed to blink a few times, his mouth opening and closing as he tried to work the feeling back into his jaw. "N-Not…Not really," he finally managed, his head still too sluggish to move properly

“What the hell happened back there?” Vaughn muttered, glancing Kaz’s bleeding face over. His eyes then went down to his neck, where he noticed very faint bruises from his fingers. Good, Finley. Proud of you, the whispers soothed.

//meanwhile Venezia is like “ah yes, just hanging out with some guys tryna beat each other up, just another day in my life”

(well you can have her interact with Aliana since you guys are cuffed together lol)
"Secondary personality," Kaz ground out, wincing as the numbness in his body gave way to pain. He deserved it, he supposed. He wasn't quite sure what had happened but he had snapped back to reality with Vaughn's hands around his throat. He was going to kill us, we were so close, his mind spat angrily

“Obviously.. You went psycho. Didn’t want to have to hit you or anything, but you needed to be restrained,” Vaughn said slowly. He leaned back against the inside of the van, rubbing at one of his cuffed wrists.

//lmao I’ll do that

“Look, you’re basically hanging on my arm again,” a Venezia said, staring st the cuff. “At least it’s less painful.”

Aliana smirked at her, "Well your the one that can't seem to let go."

"Suure you didn't wanna hit me," Kaz spat, clenching and unclenching his hands as the numbness gave way to the sting of split knuckles. "Everyone wants to hit me, it just depends when they get to," he drawled, turning his head in a circle as he tested the amount of feeling he had in his neck

“Not you. Yeah, you’re other personality was a stuck up bastard, and I gladly would have bashed his head open, but I don’t hate you that much,” Vaughn growled. He felt slightly offended that Kaz would think that, but the whispers snickered at him.

“Sure. Keep telling yourself that,” she muttered.

Aliana giggled, "Oh don't deny it. You enjoy my company."

“I enjoy your company the way a stranded man enjoys the company of search planes flying over him,” she said pointedly.

Aliana giggled louder and she beamed, "That still means you enjoy it. A stranded man would be grateful for the search planes."

"You told me you hated listening to me talk," he muttered, a pang of self loathing creeping into his chest. At the memory of what Vaughn had told him he felt the urge to shut himself up. You should keep talking. Piss him off enough and he might finish the job, his mind hissed

“I didn’t say that you couldn’t talk at all. Just constant chatter stresses me out,” Vaughn explained, knee bouncing as he felt fidgety again.

Aliana giggled louder and she beamed, "That still means you enjoy it. A stranded man would be grateful for the search planes."

“Let me specify - flying over him and not seeing him then flying away.”

"That's the same thing," he grumbled, stretching his legs out slowly as he worked the feeling back into them. "I'm loud and annoying and I either talk too much or not at all. I can't just…only talk a little."

Vaughn rolled his eyes. “It’s not that hard to do,” he muttered, tilting his head back against the inside of the van, Adam’s apple bobbing.

"Oh," Aliana's smile dropped for a second. It returned and she continued humming.

Kaz's eyes glanced over at Vaughn's neck before looking away quickly. "Yeah but I'm a fucking dumbass who can't do anything without some level of unnecessary difficulty," he mumbled. Just fucking ask him to knock you out. Please, I'm in pain just from listening to you two, his mind groaned

Vaughn shifted positions a bit more so he was slouching a tad now. He exhaled sharply, rubbing at the name of his neck, fingers trailing over a scar. His hand fell back to his lap, jaw clenching. “Fine,” he answered simply.

Kaz decided to listen to his mind, just once. "I give you permission in advance to just knock my lights out if I ever piss you off again. Not that you need it or anything," he muttered, turning to look away from Vaughn. He wanted nothing more but to shrink into the seat and fold in on himself, but the cuffs and the fact that he was in the seat of a van didn't help much

(Sorry for taking a hot minute to respond, my little girls (my two dogs) are all getting in my lap because they are scared of a storm that’s going on)

Vaughn exhaled sharply. The whispers told him that he should, but he didn’t. “I’m not going to fucking hit you. I’m not as much of an asshole as you think,” he mumbled, turning away from Kaz as well.

(lol it's cool)
"Sorry," Kaz muttered, bringing his feet up to curl in the seat. He wrapped his free arm around himself, blinking as a small drop of blood dripping into his eye. He didn't bother to wipe it away. You deserve it. Your frail twiggy little body couldn't hurt Vaughn and you deserve to wear your failure on your face, his mind spat

(It’s pretty funny because these aren’t small dogs, ones a pit bull-retriever mix and the other is a german Shepard, so I’m low key being crushed rn lmao)

Vaughn glanced over his shoulder at Kaz upon hearing his soft tone. His eyes narrowed in suspicion, but softened slightly when seeming Kaz’s upset state. He exhaled slowly, shaking his head to himself. He felt a small pang of… something in his chest, but he couldn’t exactly pin point what it was that he was feeling.