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[The retrieval units grab Cain, although Abel gets through. One of the free units taps the door.

It slides shut, severing any body parts--such as arms--that may be in the way, and then locks.

The lights turn on in the room. It's an operating room--perfectly clean, but empty of any surgical tools.]

ABEL!!!

[He jolts as his hand is abruptly ripped free of the grip he had on Abel's wrist and he is pulled back by arms stronger than he could fight.

He only gets to see a second more of his brother's face before the door was locking and shutting, effectively separating them.

...Shit. Shit shit shit.

Panic threatens to rise up and overwhelm him, choking at being taken from his brother, but he can't let it or he'll be overpowered. He's desperately trying to break free, though not making any aggressive moves, attempting to get past them for another door.]

RUANA! HELP!

H-- HEY!!

[he's slamming his fists into and against the door -- the contents of the room forgotten. sigh, you had to get the stupid twin on the inside where he can be suitably useless.

he is pounding, pounding-- before turning and eyes snapping over his surroundings with unhinged fury. this... was a very familiar setting, and it only sets fire to that violent edge all the more.

he's got to find a weapon. so now he's upending cabinets, drawers, anything he can find in search of-- anything. anything at all.]

You... are you still listening? [his voice is a hoarse snap.] You do everything you can to save him, or I swear on my life--

[god, he's half rabid. weapon hurry HURRY they're getting away they could be hurting him shut them down, you creepy fucking voyeur--]

[The door slides open--not far enough to look through as the retrieval units begin slamming Cain into the wall. Still, there are units at the door shutting it again. And then what can only be described as a fight over the door ensues, with it opening and closing over and over, giving flashes of the units doing their best to pulp Cain against the wall.]

[Even if he were a fighter by nature, these creatures are ridiculously strong and too many of them have hold on him for it to make much difference.

There's a horrible crunch as he's slammed against the wall, glasses shattering and falling to the floor as he sees the blur of Abel out of the corner of his eye.]

A...bel...

CAIN!! CAIN!!

[shit... shit; he's trying to pry the doors open, rage and adrenaline and a sick, horrible, horrible fear and revulsion -- a soul-deep wrenching in his chest as he watched his brother...

his-- brother, is...]

OPEN THE FUCKING DOOR!!

[The retrieval units don't stop closing the door until they've finished with Cain. Once he's dead, the door remains open, and the units advance on Abel.]

[The fear is absolute as it becomes evident this was... actually going to be it. For all his smarts and for all his determination, he was going to die here in the bowels of this tower.

But more than frightened, he is fucking furious. How dare this be it? He had worked so hard to advance them towards the future everyone said was impossible, and he had been so patient. For what..?

He doesn't realise it, but he lets out a wordless howl of disbelief and fury, throat raw as the cry got cut off with far too much abruptness. Everything goes very black very quickly, and with a final horrendous crack... his skull is concave and he's very dead from being smeared all over the walls.]

[for a second-- he's... stunned to an abrupt stillness.

it's that second he knows Cain is dead without ever needing to having born witness to the terrible fate he fell victim to before his eyes.

d... ead?

Cain's... is he... alone?]

[...and in the next, something just... snaps.

full of adrenaline and just about as rabid as a feral animal, he's throwing himself on the first drone that comes in his direction to try and tackle it into those behind it in the doorway. he's going to try to rip and twist and grab at whatever the fuck he can get at-- try to pry at, try to damage, destroy.

he'd totally deny to any witnesses (if he gave two shits at the moment) he was red-eyed and blue eyes burning with tears all the while.]

[The retrieval unit stumbles back, bleeding, with the blind fury--and this particular sort of rage requires a different response. Three units move to hold Abel down while a fourth--the one he threw himself at in the first place--snaps his neck.

And then keeps going, until his neck is twisted off completely.]

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asjcnd we're switching it up this time, abel will tag after me! this is awesome btw, kudos 8)

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last tag from me ;; over to you two!

SCREAMING; 1/2

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