You Taste Like Toxic Poison [Closed]

[vissernone]

WHO| Eva, Alpha and later Darius
WHAT| Eva makes bad decisions.
WHEN| A few weeks after the end of the Arena.
WARNINGS/NOTES| Drunken hook-ups and sadism.



There are two sides to Eva. One of them still feels things, and she tries to drown that part in alcohol. She tries to drown it in a well so deep that no one will ever find it again, much less her. Sometimes it comes crawling back up from the deep, all bloody and wet and ugly, and she has to go and drag it back down again.

That's what she's doing tonight as she stumbles through the District 1 suite, using her fingertips against the walls to keep herself from tipping over. She finds the door she wants and pounds against it, rather than merely knocking, until it opens to see a familiar face.

"Let's go, cowboy."

Comments

[vissernone]

Between Alpha and Darius, she stares the Avox in the eyes. Her own expression is the epitome of a single word: contempt. She takes the shard without looking, letting a splinter of the glass slip into her fingertips, letting the pinpricks of blood get smeared in the creases of her knuckle.

"Tell me when it hurts," she says. She traces the glass over Darius' neck, as delicate as an archaeologist frees statues from the earth. Her voice becomes a hiss. "Tell me when to stop."

[dieinpajamas]

Alpha laughs, a delighted and out of place sound. "Careful," he says, slinging an arm around Eva's shoulders. He lets go of Darius, trusting that his fear and training will keep him rooted to the spot, and slides his other hand up Eva's arm, to cup the wrist of the hand holding the glass. "You slit his throat and I'll have to have these carpets replaced. You don't want to break him so soon, whatever will we do with the rest of the night?"

[peacekeeperavox]

Darius's eyes shut despite himself, like a child covering their face in fear. He shudders, making the faint red line Eva traces wiggle, and scarcely breathes. She can slit his throat and nothing would come of it. He's sure of that. There are no consequences here for either of them, only him.

When the shard cuts a little deeper, he taps his hand against the bed in a quick flutter, eyes clenching briefly as he makes sure to not move back

[vissernone]

"Oh, is he tapping out? Was that a request?" Eva asks, leaning into Darius' chest, breathing the words into his ear.

"Don't worry, Alpha. I'll leave you something."

[dieinpajamas]

"Hmm, I'm not sure," Alpha says, raising a hand to trace the red spanning Darius' neck. "Not the sign language I know, but maybe it's different here." He reaches for Eva's hand, tries to guide the makeshift blade higher up, to Darius' cheek, to hover just above the skin. "Do you know what annoys me the most about these people? No individuality. They all look exactly the same after awhile, don't they?" Not that any marks they make would last long enough to really make an impression, but it's the thought that counts, he feels.

"Good, good, I hate feeling left out."

[peacekeeperavox]

The Avox nods faintly, so faintly it's barely more than a quiver, cheek twitching. He opens his eyes just a slit, ready to snap them shut again. Whatever this game they're playing - well, he knows what it is by now. When his eyes are shut, he sees a white room and a tall man with slicked-back hair with a smile like a knife-wound. Open is better, even with that shard of glass so close.

[vissernone]

Eva takes a deep breath, smelling Alpha, and Darius, and the alcohol on her own breath. She lets Alpha guide her hand, waving the shard of glass near Darius' wide eyes.

She starts to cut his lip, the same place she has a scar from her Arena.

[dieinpajamas]

Alpha laughs when he realizes the significance of her choice. "A matching set? Everyone will know who he belongs to, how far thinking of you." He returns his hand to the mark on Darius' neck, traces it once again, pressing harder, enough to bring more blood to the surface, coating his fingers. "Is it all coming back to you now?" he asks, his voice vague, the blood and blade distracting him briefly.