Stuck with Good Company [ Liam ]

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She had the blankets Eve brought her. A mat for the floor, and a nice thicker blanket from the muzzled puppy that seemed to visit her a lot. She looked at the bandages on her fingers, her skin had been rubbed raw. Her shoulder ached from when they stabbed her in anger. She mostly ignored them, daydreaming them away instead. It was impossible when they would touch her. They found out the hard way about her powers, that a touch would bring up their most repressed memories. It was too bad in that puppies case, there was no memories. There was only pain. That hurt, she never felt a pain like that before. To be honest it made her want to save him. That and how he spoke of being a dog, and his masters seemed to treat him roughly. It didn't seem very fair. All he knew was pain. It was funny, she had even mentioned to him that she'd be his knight in shining armor. That she would rescue him, and that he should wear a princess dress when she did. It was a joke, something to lighten her mood a bit. Being stuck in a cold cell wasn't great, but she still wanted to take him away.

She had only two interrogations so far. One rather short one because the person refused to keep going after Miyuki brought out his memory, mentioning it aloud. That was when she was stabbed in the shoulder and thrown into her cell. It took a bit for the second person to come around, and by then Liam had gotten her gloves. The second person had gloves of his own, and he gently took Miyuki's off. Then proceeded to use sand paper on her skin. Even now she couldn't put her gloves on without pain, nothing compared to what she felt when she touched Liam, but pain non the less. That was a long slow session, his voice seemed so calm despite the blood that had started to pool on the table. Miyuki was able to force herself into a meditative state, and retreat to where her father was. She stayed with him until it was over, though bits of the pain would creep into her mind. She didn't feel the blunt of it until she was pulled up and tossed again into her cell. She didn't even know how many hours she was there honestly.

It had been days now, and she heard them trying to coax information out of others. She knew the voices. Their screams and she wondered if she had told them something, perhaps those other girls wouldn't be hurt like that. She couldn't do that though. They knew gossip, but Miyuki knew so much more. She was an information dealer inside of camp itself. She always refused certain types, like anything about the praetors or centurions, and anything exceedingly personal. Anything else though, she bought and sold information. She couldn't be weak. Not here.

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Liam forced himself to train harder. His arms shook as he lifted weights, his eyes narrowed in concentration. One of the others thought it would be a good idea to try to ambush him to check his readiness. Liam easily side stepped it, though his shirt was burned to a crisp, exposing his scarred and burned skin pulled taught in places over corded muscle. Though his ambusher was sent off to find one of the doctors as Liam slugged him so hard that he heard an audible crack as his fist connected with the other person's jaw. Skylar had finesse when she fought. Liam didn't have as much finesse about him, but he had more muscle and power to back up his punches. Now he was pretty sure that Skylar could take him out easily. But the instigator was not her by any means.

He wiped his face off with a towel, getting around the muzzle. It was always uncomfortable, but sweat made it feel worse than usual. It cut into his jaw if he spoke. There was a raw spot under his chin and along his jawline, most of them scars from where he had tried to pull it off. Only once he had managed to do it and the beating that he received made him fear for having it off ever again. His arms ached and his back was a bit stiff. He'd have to try to get some ice or something to relax his muscles. But as he sat there, he wondered about the prisoners, he had only been charged of watching over two of them, Joshua and Miyuki. Though he found the latter to be better company. She talked about saving him, about being his knight in shining armor. He had never heard that before. But then again, up until he started taking missions, his whole world was a concrete cell with plexi glass with chains and a muzzle. The chains and a muzzle were still a bit of a precaution. But he had traded the cell for a room and more killing. He enjoyed the killing. Or at least that's what he thought it was. It was a rush to end another's life.

It was quite a thought that Miyuki could save him. He scarcely believed that he was worth a second thought let alone saving. But she had such... what was the word? Conviction? Determination? It was quite interesting. But he grabbed the folding chair that he kept outside her cell, using his card, he pulled the door open and unfolded the chair, and sitting it backwards, straddeling it with his face towards Miyuki. But then he remembered he had something for her in his pocket. He pulled it out, the cream for her hands. They had rubbed them raw with the sand paper. No one questioned him patching her up, to them that meant that they could get more time interrogating her. But he didn't want to see anyone end up like him. They deserved to be treated with care. They wern't as young as he had been when he had been taken. His only memories were of pain. Miyuki had seen that. She knew what he had been through.

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Liam had taken charge of keeping up with Miyuki. The guards had seemingly given up on watching her, though for reasons that Liam could not understand. It was a dereliction of duty of sorts. No one should give up on duty no matter the complications. Well, that had been drummed into Liam for a while. He didn't know if he was speaking from his own feelings, or if it was his owners speaking through him. Miyuki didn't ask for more than she was entitled to, she was sweet or at least that's how he had heard Eve describe her, and she wasn't afraid of him. The latter making him more confused about her than anything else. She wasn't afraid of him, she didn't cower at the sight of his scarred body, she didn't squeak like a mouse every time she saw him. He didn't mind though, she spoke, he listened to her as that was just about all he could do. She took the muzzle off and they might exchange conversation on occasion. At first he had been quite hesitant about it, why was it that he was asked to guard her where others wouldn't? Or that many people would fall asleep while on duty with this girl. Miyuki was interesting.

She greeted him, fairly warm for such a cold and small cell. She kept the blanket draped around her small frame. She was quite petite compared to him. He wasn't extremely overly built, not like some of the guards that wandered the halls. Liam was lean, athletic, he was built for speed and precision, though he had enough power behind him to knock someone's jaw into a million pieces. As he had done previously. He felt the tips of her fingers, as he had tried to find her gloves that had been taken away from her. It was important that she have them. He felt the touch, like an electrified steel trap that had touched his hand. But what she had felt, he hadn't known. Though she screamed out in pain and couldn't let go. He felt that it was important to keep her body covered, not that he was trying to be modest or something, but he felt that she felt it was important to have her skin covered. He would do the best he could to accommodate her. The mask was gone. He took in a deep breath, feeling the air on skin that had been long since touched the air.

He was glad that she seemed to appreciate the gesture of the cream for her fingers. It would keep away infection and moisturize, keeping the fingers from getting tight and breaking of the skin. He hated to see people confined. She put some of the ointment on and replaced the bandages. “Keep it hidden, don't let them know you've got it.” He said slowly. He felt her hand on his cheek. Such tenderness from the prisoner to the keeper. He had never felt like such before, especially not in these cold hallways. “It would not do for you to be in such pain.” He said, his low voice over words that normally did not leave his mouth. Liam had rarely spoke, making use of grunts and gestures to get across what he wanted. Most people around here simply though he was a mute. And he couldn't write, he had hardly been taught to speak, but he had picked it up from listening to other people.

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I'd rather sleep my whole life away There was a brief look of mild surprise on her face as he told her to keep it hidden, she hadn't expected him to go against anyone’s wishes to bring her something. It made her happy, which her face imminently showed. Her smile was closed lipped, but it showed in her eyes, and even to her body language. “I will, thank you.” she responded as she applied the ointment to her injured hands. “Are you not supposed to be giving me such things?” her eyes turned from her fingers to his face for a moment. She never could read it, to tell if he was saying the truth or lies, but she still wanted to try. He seemed like a sweet heart, but that could be a ploy. To send in the good cop as it where. Perhaps he could get information out of her others couldn't, but he never asked. He only sat, and watched. Answered when asked, talked when spoken too. Little things like that, so she had no trouble believing in what he told her. If proven wrong, then she was wrong and would move on as she always did. With a new lesson under her belt. “Only a little pain, I try not to let Eve see though. I always kept my gloves on around her too, so it shouldn't be any different for her to see me with my hands covered. I can't let her see the ointment either, she was so upset when she found out about the small dagger wound in my shoulder.” Miyuki wasn't a fan of making people worry, though knew people would do it anyway. She tried to keep herself healthy and uninjured, though it was a bit hard in such a situation. It wasn't all that bad, only a stab to the shoulder, and some skin missing from her hands. No muscle tissue gone, or anything serious like that. Infection was her greatest worry, but with Liam and Eve she had little to worry about in that case. They probably shouldn't have been bringing her things though. She sat in front of him and moved her hair out of the way, letting the blanket fall below her shoulders. “Can you look at the back of my shoulder? It's a bit sore, and I can't see it for myself.” The truth was she felt like she was getting a bit of a fever, and she took care of her injuries best she could. Her shoulder injury was infected, a pale yellow orange scab crusting over part of it that she couldn't see. Something like red veins stretched out here and there from the infected cut. “You know if you get hurt you can come here. I'll be happy to patch you up a little bit. I'm not really a medic, but I know at least how to patch someone up.” The young legionnaire smiled over her shoulder at the government dog. Than have you keep me from dreaming Lyrics from Fairytale by Sara Bareilles Code done by step

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It wasn't an explicit order to not give her things. Liam's order was to watch her and to take care of her. As it seemed that her other guards were problematic and some refused to watch her. Miyuki had never given him any trouble. She didn't try anything funny. They talked. Well it was a onesided conversation. She talked and he listened. But while he wasn't ordered to not give her things, he wasn't ordered to give her things either. It was a grey area. Liam would rather not see her in so much pain. He knew how he had been treated, he would hate to see other people be treated in a similar fashion. They were people and they deserved to be treated as people. He was an animal. A monster. He didn't deserve fair treatment. That was what he had been taught and it was what he had told himself. He had managed to convince himself that his punishment was warranted. That he deserved the punishments and treatments. “They gave me the order to watch you and take care of you, within reason.” He said. Liam really didn't see the need of her being in more pain than was necessary. But he wasn't sure if the ointment was within reason or not. He'd make sure she was taken care of, he'd do the work himself as he knew the cruelty of man. He himself was a cruel man. Most pleas for him to spare someone fell upon deaf ears. He closed his eyes for a moment to quell the beast that wanted slit throats and shoot heads. It was the only side of him that really ever seemed to show emotion.

“Eve worries. A lot.” He simply said when he shrugged his shoulders. His sister did like to worry. She worried about him, about camp, about Avetis, about everything. What would it have been like to have people to worry about, to have things you care for? Liam wouldn't know. Eve, he knew that if the order ever came, he would kill her. He would do it and it would be the only shot he would ever regret. He would know the pain and suffering that would follow when his handlers got a hold of him. There is nothing but pain, there's no joy, no love, nothing like that for him. He didn't deserve the same treatment as other humans. They were worth plenty, but to him, their deaths were worth more. It was always worth money. There was only a monetary value to a human life. Or that was what he had been taught by being paid to kill people.

He nodded as she asked him to look at her shoulder. She looked slightly flushed, but to him, this cell was fairly warm. But when he saw the scab, a frown crossed his face. “ointment.” He said as he then took the ointment from her as he took a clean sweat towel and placed some of the ointment on the wound before wrapping it in the towel. He'd bring his kit in later when he came back later that day to deliver her food. She was fairly warm to the touch. He'd alter her food if he had to. She'd need plenty of liquids. “I don't need help with patching up. It always fixes itself.” He said shrugging his shoulders as he gently pressed the towel against the ointment covered scab. “When I come back later with your food, I'll be able to do much better at getting that shoulder fixed.” No, he had never had much real training but there was something that he could do. He had an instinctive knowledge on how to treat minor wounds. He had to clean himself up many times before.

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I'd rather sleep my whole life away Within reason was quite the tricky term, the way that Liam seemed to be taking it said a lot about him. Some people would simply do nothing for her unless she were about to die, which was the safest rout. She had felt the pain he knew, so if he was doing too much she knew what he might face. The fact he wasn't just playing it safe, keeping her on the edge of life and death in the cold cell. He was helping her, giving her what she asked for, conversing with her normally. She supposed that was normally for him at least, his quiet lack of emotion. It wasn't unfamiliar, but she could see the kindness behind it, or perhaps it was the benefit of the doubt she gave him. Hope for the best, prepare for the worst. Miyuki liked to think that people were inherently good, that there was always the potential for anyone to do good. There were some people who were simply rotten to the core, they existed, but that didn't mean they couldn't do good. Funny enough people forget that good deeds tend to help self interests. It keeps you out of jail, it gets people on your side. So it's completely conceivable that evil people are needed. There are also the good people, who do bad things. They deserve the chance to do good, to redeem themselves. That was why Miyuki always refused to kill people, even monsters, in the wars. Despite the names, and the slightly violent tendencies of Romans against people they view as traitors. She couldn't help but give a slight chuckle, a bit girly in tone but not so high pitched as a giggle or obnoxious as a laugh. "She does. About anyone and everyone." she replied with a smile, Liam must have knew Eve well. Even his face changed a bit when talking about her. Not much, and the shrug of his shoulders normally dictated disinterest and not caring. Though Liam moved. He spoke. He didn't do much of either of those things while she had seen him. Not without purpose. Eve was special to him. Some how. Her back was toward him, she couldn't see the bit of a frown he gave. The bit of emotion he might have had. Handing him the ointment she looked at the cold stone wall in front of her. What was on the other side? Another room? Earth and dirt? Perhaps freedom, or something close? A bit of pressure on the wound made it ache, though it wasn't much. She could deal with it. The small flash of pain that went through her mind send a tremble through her body though. She was certain he was wearing gloves before, it was a bit strange. Perhaps something brushed, skin or hair. She wasn't sure. The memory of that pain would always be in her mind though. The pain she felt when she accidentally touched his hand. What a Roman thing to say, it fixes it self. "Are you related to Mars? That seemed like a very Mars comment." the small Asian spoke with a jesting tone despite her situation. "You still need to patch it up so it heals faster. What would I do if my favorite guard got sick and couldn't come listen to me prattle on?" So she had been right, there was something wrong with her shoulder. Just bandaging it up wasn't going to really help she supposed. "Okay, thank you Liam." when he was done she adjusted her shirt, and blanket again. Turning to face him with a smile. Than have you keep me from dreaming Lyrics from Fairytale by Sara Bareilles Code done by step

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While he was making sure that she was comfortable, Liam still understood that he was her jailer. He would be responsible if she ran, if she was able to break free from the prison. This place wasn't as secure as it could have been. The freedoms he was given was one such disadvantage. But in a way, it was a safety. What could an animal do when it was used to only the length of it's rope? What else would he do? Where else would he go? He looked to the walls as his safe haven, those were his solitude and safe haven. They protected him from himself. He was a danger, a monster. If given freedom, he didn't know what he would do. Here he still had a leash, albeit a longer one. Avetis was kind towards him, something that he did not deserve. It was a professional attitude, but still it was more kindness that anyone had ever seen towards him. And then there was Eve. He still owed her so much. She was the one person that cared.

Liam couldn't help but smirk at Miyuki's laugh. She seemed to know Eve well. Maybe she was one of her friends at that camp of hers. It was a shame that he had to meet her in a circumstance like this. No, the circumstance could have been worse, much more worse. Not that Liam considered Death to be a circumstance worse than this. If he hadn't taken the time to know her, taking Eve's advice to be in charge of the young demi-god. Eve wanted desperately for him to be better socialized. For him to know something other than the walls of his own cell and his mind. He supposed that he should be thankful that there was someone who cared about his well being. He didn't care about his own self. His life was in the hands of those that employed him. At any point, if they felt he wasn't worth the money, his handler had trained him to hand over a weapon, a gun or something to his employer if they wanted to terminate him. It took a bit of restraint and much of him being laughed at by others to keep him from giving the prisoner a weapon. if he was in the room with someone, they could get rid of him so easily. It must have been nice to have such a submissive attack dog at one's beck and call.

"I was told that I was related to him." He said with a shrug. Her joking voice reminded of the teasing that Eve had put him through for many years. "But most of my injuries heal on their own. Something to do with my other grandpa. He was a big healer or something. At least that's what I was told." Liam said as he tightened the glove around his wrist.

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I'd rather sleep my whole life away Emotion always made peoples eyes light up just a bit, any type of emotion worked wonders. Anger, sadness, joy, it was a privilege. When people fought for everything they had, every day to live they had to claw at it. It made you feral. She had seen something of it on the battle field, people scrapping together some kind of life, crawling through the dirt to live. To fight. Anything became a weapon, not just the swords the shields. You had teeth, and nails to keep yourself alive. Sometimes that was enough, sometimes people weren't able to kick into that state of mind. People hated to admit it, but they're animals. They could be treated, and trained just like an animal. Even the smartest people could be manipulated and trained. Miyuki knew a little bit about how to do that, it wasn't too difficult a theory. Implementation could involve food, or other favors people liked. She actually did it a lot without really putting thought into it. When she would praise someone for doing something she found to be good, or give them offers of food after they did it without asking. There was also the fact she would cease all food production, or praise, sometimes even ignore them when they did something displeasing to her. She hated to belittle, to yell or hit people. So it was all positive reinforcement. Except those times she got really mad, that was never fun. "Legacy of Mars and....Asclepius? Apollo? I knew a daughter of Faunus who healed rather quickly as well." she rolled her eyes a little bit, and let out a sigh. Of course he was actually related to Mars, not that she minded much of course. It just meant she wasn't simply dealing with a stubborn Roman. She was dealing with someone related to THE Stubborn Roman. No wonder Eve hadn't gotten the poor man a bit more out of his shell. "My father is Somnia. He's certainly the best father of them all, mortal or immortal. Perhaps simply the best man alive. When I was a little girl I even asked him to marry me." she laughed at herself, the cute little memory of it. She really loved her dad, and even now she was still a daddy's girl. She found the wall again and leaned against it, warming the blanket with her body heat. "Do me a favor though. For anyone here, obviously the order may come to kill us. Make it fast, painless. As much as possible anyway. I don't like pain. Well....never mind, you're not quite ready for that kind of discussion. Do you sleep?" Sleep was a luxury for some people, and Liam looked like one of those people. She knew not everyone could get all the sleep they needed, that some people had nightmares that kept them from resting. Sometimes it propelled them to work harder, and drink energy drinks to strive off the sandman. It only helped so much though, and you ended up crashing hard when it all wore off. Or hallucinating after a few days, unless you meditated. Meditation helped in wondrous ways, she'd seen her mother do it when she had nothing more than a few hours between sets in multiple venues. Before her mother fired that terrible manager. You could rest your body and work through your problems in a healthy way. It was also the method she had been using to escape the torture, to meditate and let herself fall into her own subconscious where she could see her father. The pain couldn't reach her there. Than have you keep me from dreaming Lyrics from Fairytale by Sara Bareilles Code done by step