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So-and-So Is In Jail Cartoon [Active | Semi-Open]

Character(s): Jintetsu, open to other experimentees
Content: Do not pass Go, do not collect $200.
Setting: a cellblock of indeterminate location
Time: who knows?
Warnings: none

By the time he was finally taken back to his cell, Jintetsu felt as if he'd spent eons stuck in that chair in the other room. The logical part of him insisted that it couldn't have been nearly as long as the rest of him wanted to believe, of course, but had someone told him it had only been about fifteen minutes, he certainly wouldn't have believed that, either.

He was dropped back in pretty roughly, not without protest from his injured ribs, but he ignored the ache long enough to prop himself against one of the bare walls. This was just ridiculous. They hadn't even bothered to interrogate him, just chained him up and left him there for hours on end without so much as a nod in his direction. What had been the damn point?!

Finally, he let out a sigh through his mask and shut his good eye. Yeah, he was pissed, but a hell of a lot of good that was gonna do him at this point.

Much as he hated it, he'd just have to wait. Wait, and see what happened next.

((ooc: Just a note on the cellblock layout; the cells have walls between them so nobody can see each other, but bars across the fronts so they can hear each other. And of course if you're in this thread your journal's been confiscated.))

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She was dropped unceremoniously into someplace dark and scary, but for a moment she just sat where she landed, collecting herself. Alexander wasn't there--no one was there. Biting back the fear that had started gnawing at her, she stood up.

She was in a cage. She shivered, whimpering a bit. And then the pain came. It was like a piece of her body had been removed, and she had only now recovered from the initial shock enough to feel it. She shrieked and curled up and started crying.

"He-hello?" she called through her tears.

Sara fell and landed on her back in a random cell, who knows where. That Org guy had managed to get her away from Naja and the new woman she had just been talking to, and now she was in a relatively small cell. This was not good. Pushing her back against the wall across from the one with the grate in it, Sara hugged her knees to her chest, trying to convince herself that the walls weren't closing in.

He-Hello? She heard a voice call...seemed young, a child?

"...I'm here..." She said, softly, but loud enough to be heard. She closed her eyes and leaned her head back against the wall. Maybe focusing on something other than the cell would keep her from panicking.

Everything was a complete blur when Repliku came to. For the moment he couldn't even remember what had caused him to be down on a cold floor in the first place. Had he been sleeping? No, that hardly seemed likely. Something had happened. With the way his head was hurting, he must have gotten knocked out. That conclusion seemed a whole lot more logical.

Gingerly he sat up, clutching his head as he tried to see through the haze of his vision. His surroundings were too much of a blur to make out so he tried sorting through his memories first. Starting with the most recent. What had woken him up? ...Voices, he could faintly recall, the sound of voices.

He'd been at a restaurant before this...looking. Looking for someone. When he had found that person...the person had been in danger. An Organization member had been there, one he hadn't known. There had been a portal and the rest was a blur. But that person...His eyes widened in sudden realization.

Nina!

He staggered to his feet, stumbling as he took a few steps, before slamming himself into the bars and taking a hold of them to keep himself upright. "NINA!!"

He landed on the ground hard, the floor cold and unforgiving against his body. Coughing hard as he got off his chest, Cloud shook his head to clear it and sat up, rubbing his head and wiped away the water that clung to his body.

First things first. He remembered talking to Eddie about Zack. He remembered getting up to follow him off to... somewhere, and changing his mind. There was-

water. Lots and lots of water. Suddenly panicking, he looked around at where he was, seeing nothing but walls and the bars keeping him from leaving.

"..." Muttering a curse, he crawled over and tried to peer out the bars, trying not to panic too hard. "Zack?"

An ambush. Kidnapping. Abduction. Something. If he was here, then where was Zack?

Jintetsu's eye snapped back open at the sudden inundation of noise. Human voices. After however many days, he wasn't alone in here anymore.

Not that that was a good thing. It was what the voices sounded like that really got his attention. Young voices. And female ones. The chilling shriek sounded like a little girl. What were the men in black doing? Women and children, now, too?

He didn't attempt to make his presence known to them, for now. Even if he'd been able to speak, what the hell was he supposed to say to this? It wasn't like he understood what was going on much better than they did.

She heard a lady, and was at least grateful she wasn't alone. But Nina couldn't see her, even if she could trace the voice to a direction. It was only a small consolation, however.

But when she heard Repliku, that brought on a fresh burst of tears, even if she did manage to choke out words. "Re-Re-Repli--" And then she started sobbing again.

She vaguely heard someone else, but it was in the back of her head. She was trapped and by herself and scared and she wanted to go home, back to her daddy and Alexander and Big Brother and Small Big Brother.

Anywhere but here.

More voices, coming from all the cells around her. What were their captors doing? Trying to capture every person who wasn't originally from the city? Seemed odd to have so many people here. Her eyes still closed, she tried to pinpoint the voices around her, like she used to when she was hiding as a child.

She was able to hear the girl from earlier, and now two male voices, they sounded young, but not childlike. This was going to be an interesting stay, from what she could put together.

Repliku ignored any and all other voices that didn't sound like it belonged to a four-year-old. When he did hear Nina's voice he was relieved, but only for split-second until realization dawned on him. They had not only captured him but also Nina, who was nothing but a harmless innocent child.

The same repulsion he had felt when he had met Nina for the first time came back. Only this time it was ten times worse and fueled with anger. The Organization was going to pay for this! He was going to make sure of that even if it was the last thing he did. Maybe his existence would have some meaning this time.

"N-Nina, are you okay? I'll get us out of here, don't worry. They'll pay for this...I promise."

((ooc: iFail, sorry guys. DX))

He took deep, slow breaths, trying to keep his thoughts from racing too far before he panicked - that was stupid, he wasn't going to get anywhere if he did and oh gods...

Not. Helping.

Cloud closed his eyes and tried to think it through. There were more people in here aside from himself. He wasn't sure just how many, but he was a MP, a lowly guard but he was Shinra. He was supposed to help people.

"Hey, is anyone hurt?" He called out, resolving himself, pressing his forehead against the bars of his cell.

"Hurt" was relative. The monster in the church had thrashed him pretty bad, but Jintetsu had had worse (you didn't get much worse than dead), and he'd probably survive. Or at least, if he died in here, it wouldn't be from his injuries.

The little kid was who he was really starting to worry about.

Maybe there wasn't much he could do like this, but he might as well let them know he was there. He rapped his knuckles a few times against the wall behind him - the real knuckles, not his metal hand. They were all in the same boat. Probably.

"It hurts," Nina whimpered, her voice shaky. "A lot, everywhere."

And then she cried some more, as a young child was wont to do. She looked up at the sound of someone banging on the wall of her cell, though. She didn't know where everyone else was, but she didn't think there were voices coming from that way. Crawling over to the wall, she knocked back.

Pride blinked. This was not where he had been just a moment before. In fact, this was nowhere he ever recalled being. It seemed like the Home before Edward had found him, dark and uninviting, but so very quiet besides the voices that permeated, as if there was nothing but the dark in this place, given voice like black and tiny hands running over and eyes everywhere but nowhere and nothing, absolutely nothing.... Someone was walking away. Feet made noises in a long, echoey corridor. There was crying.

Wherever he was, was small. He could see all four walls. Nearly touch them if he stretched his arms out. One wall was made of metal, but only some. Long, vertical beams, that he could reach his arm through, fingering the metal absently. It felt sort of like Edward's metal fingers.

Edward wasn't here. Neither was Alexander. Not Keesling, Bellatrix, Freidrich... Sasori, Deidara, Zetsu. He could not see anyone. Did not feel them. He clutched at the bars, easily able to trade them in his mind for Edward's fingers and metal arm. Lost, again.

The worst was not that he was lost. His concentration flickered, unable to remain steady long enough for more than a few moments, not long enough to even allow him to manage a full translucence of any part of his body. And soon, he could do nothing at all.

But there were still voices, there was still the hiccuping crying of someone too small...

Parroting the greeting he was given every time someone new was added to his list of faces, he asked softly, voice dull and hollowed by the walls, "Hello?"

"Hang in there, Nina!" By now Repliku's body was practically shaking with anger. He'd get them out of here, one way or the other. Though to do that he'd have to calm down first and...damn, it was getting crowded in here. How many more people were the Organization going to kidnap?

The replica took a deep breath and closed his eyes, ignoring all other voices. If he could just concentrate maybe he'd be able to create a dark portal...

"Hey, shh," Cloud leaned against the wall, trying to listen in. He'd been young too, not too long ago, afraid and hurt and alone. "It's okay. Nina... your name is Nina, isn't it?"

Think. What did he do when he was hurt? "Take deep breaths, okay? Slow ones. Can you do that for me?"

Turning his head to the side where he thought he heard another voice, the cadet wondered if the greeting was not just a figment of his imagination.

Jintetsu heard the knocks in reply to his, but returned his hand to his lap and didn't press the issue. He let out a quiet breath through his mask and shut his eye again. As cold as it sounded, he was gradually getting used to the noise.

They were in jail. There weren't even any cell doors. They were dumped here out of thin air by the men in black, and you didn't leave except the same way. If there was an escape opportunity to take advantage of, this wasn't it.

Another thought gradually rose, mostly unprovoked. They're just kids.

He shook it away. A lot of people said that about him, too. Age didn't mean anything, if you pissed off the wrong people (which, presumably, they all had). But...

She's just a kid.

... That one meant something else entirely.

"Uhh," Nina whimpered, hiccuping as she tried to follow the advice one of the others had given her, to take deep breaths as best she could. But the familiar voice made her stop in her methodical breathing exorcises.

"Small Big Brother?!" she called, and then realized that the voice was too hollow for Ed's. "Or... You're the one who looks like him, right?"

She sniffled again. She wanted to be back with Ed.

"Pride," he supplied softly, his voice somehow seeming so very loud and utterly quiet at the same time, echoing off those walls.

He pressed his arm as far as he could through the bars, reaching out and hoping to feel something but getting nothing. Could anyone see...?

That voice, he knew well. None of the others, no, but that one small, child voice. He'd found her. Now... if he could only find Edward again.

"Nina."

Since he was so busy concentrating Repliku hadn't noticed the Dusks that had appeared until they had tackled him down. He struggled against them as best as he could but they already had the advantage of taking him by surprise. It didn't help they were so damn flexible either. There wasn't a lot he could do--

"Nina!!"

Until he was whisked away.

((Aaand Repliku's out.))

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