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firstofitskind) wrote2020-08-19 10:11 pm
firstofitskind) wrote2020-08-19 10:11 pm
MHA #6, Thursday Morning
After whatever the hell had happened on the beach, Liam returned to the apartment feeling incredibly unsettled. He didn't understand what had happened or why, just that there was something going on with bad memories, and, well. Nightmares were honestly a pretty regular occurrence in the Price-Kincaid household, between the two of them.
Honestly, he'd even entertained the idea of just trying not to fall asleep at all. Except that hadn't worked, because even part-aliens who only needed a few hours of sleep a night still needed some sleep.
"You're right, Major. I do enjoy my job." Being held down by the energy field, twisting to see Sandoval's mocking expression before he pressed the button that sent bolts of electricity coursing through his body.
Staying still, so very still, as the needle approached the underside of his jaw. Listening to Zo'or as he spoke to Sandoval as if Liam himself were not even there. "Major Kincaid has been resourceful in the past, but he has also demonstrated discontent with me. I want him searching, but I want him on your tether." And then nothing but blackness as the CVI started to replicate within his brain.
Wrenching, tearing pain, pain so bad he could barely think. Hands holding him down as he screamed and fought to no avail. Another hand jamming a needle into his abdomen, extracting... something. He tried to remember why this mattered but all he could think about was how much it hurt.
Liam woke with a gasp, twisting away from the form cuddled close to his own, not really registering that it was Verity and not just another nightmare construct. He kicked at the blankets, desperate to get whatever was holding him down off, now now now.
[ooc: for the wife and SP!]
Honestly, he'd even entertained the idea of just trying not to fall asleep at all. Except that hadn't worked, because even part-aliens who only needed a few hours of sleep a night still needed some sleep.
"You're right, Major. I do enjoy my job." Being held down by the energy field, twisting to see Sandoval's mocking expression before he pressed the button that sent bolts of electricity coursing through his body.
Staying still, so very still, as the needle approached the underside of his jaw. Listening to Zo'or as he spoke to Sandoval as if Liam himself were not even there. "Major Kincaid has been resourceful in the past, but he has also demonstrated discontent with me. I want him searching, but I want him on your tether." And then nothing but blackness as the CVI started to replicate within his brain.
Wrenching, tearing pain, pain so bad he could barely think. Hands holding him down as he screamed and fought to no avail. Another hand jamming a needle into his abdomen, extracting... something. He tried to remember why this mattered but all he could think about was how much it hurt.
Liam woke with a gasp, twisting away from the form cuddled close to his own, not really registering that it was Verity and not just another nightmare construct. He kicked at the blankets, desperate to get whatever was holding him down off, now now now.
[ooc: for the wife and SP!]
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