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[The events of a week and a half ago still hang heavy over Gai's mind, something that's unusual for him. He's had his body altered without his consent, even his mind during a few experiments before, but to have his memory messed with... it's far more disconcerting than even he wants to admit. Add in everything else that happened, and you've got one broody former terrorist leader who can't even take out his unhappiness in the Battle Dome due to that damn virus.

So he opts to express himself in another way that's familiar to him, one that doesn't require any physical exertion. Something tells him that he's not the only one feeling this way right now...

When the journal entry begins, the camera is covered, obscuring its owner. All there is is a song playing over the journals, letting the music and the lyrics speak for themselves.

But that isn't all. Once it finishes playing, a written message will appear in a neat and practiced hand.]

There is a universal constant among this world and every other. The world will always force a choice on those within it: either to sit quietly by and be selected out, or to adapt and change. Those are the only two paths that can be chosen.

Our opponents made a fatal mistake when they expected us to choose the former. They underestimated our desire to survive, and that proved to be their undoing. We rose to the challenge, and we survived. And we will keep on surviving, no matter what they may try to send at us. We won't roll over and play dead the way they expect us to.

Well done, Luceti. You should be proud.

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[She slides her hands over Gai's chest, almost feeling for a bump or a slight valley, anything that could indicate there had been some brutal injury. Nothing, he's perfect. Wonderfully perfect.]

That's from... the last time I underwent a procedure. [This hurts her to say too, because it was so violent, so frightening, she said whatever she could to try to make them stop.] It was a cable, with a pin. Meant to control my ability to open tears through... punishment, whenever I tried.

[She takes one of the hands Gai has on her waist and directs it, through much uncomfortable bending of her arm, to where it is.] It wasn't death, but I wanted to die so badly. Because I was afraid no one was going to free me.

That... was the darkest and most painful time in my life. [She bows her head, overwhelmed. But at least he's seen it now--her own relived fear and anguish. ]

[Torture. Pure and simple, that's what it was. They'd tortured her, all because of an ability she didn't have any control over. And now there's a rage rising in him as she says this, her words almost getting lost in the roaring in his ears born from pure fury and a desire to hunt each and every person responsible for that down and kill them brutally.

He isn't proud of that side of him. But right now, he doesn't give a damn.

It isn't until she's moving his hand that he snaps back to reality and turns his head to look at her. And oh, does he understand that feeling.]

My stepfather deliberately injected me with an artificially-strengthened version of this virus in an attempt to make me a suitable mate for Eve. I was lucky; I survived. Most of the others didn't. They died right in front of me, and I lived in fear that I was going to be next.

[Torture is something he understands far too well.]

Gai, oh my God... [She can imagine it, and though she doesn't want to she's imagining it anyway. How? How did these things happen? How did a father figure treat his children so? How did he kill his children with one hand, and sponge away dirt and blood off of her with the other?]

[Wait, no, that wasn't right. Elizabeth is feeling too much to keep her life away from Gai's recounting. She should listen, and really hear what Gai is saying, but it's starting to crush her. Scramble what was her experience and what Gai's had been.]

[Without looking at Gai, Elizabeth lets her forehead fall against Gai's shoulder.]

You would think we were the world's last panacea and death rattling around in box, at the same time.

In the end, we weren't the Adam and Eve they wanted us to be.

[That was another similar thread between them: both of their father figures had wanted them to be the start of a new world, and neither one of them had been. They'd both rebelled and sought to choose their own futures-- futures that involved repaying what had been done to them.

Terrible, perhaps, but more than understandable. Certainly not something that either one of them would judge the other for.

Gai pulls her closer, runs his hand up and down her back in a soothing gesture. What a pair the two of them make.]

No, we never could be. We're too wild for that.

[For a few moments, Elizabeth lets herself come down from that horrible, sad place by focusing on Gai's touch. It was repetitive, and warm, and released all of the tension in her back and shoulders.]

[She slides forward on Gai's lap, all the way forward until her knees hit the back of the couch. Her nose runs a little mobius against Gai's neck. Depression is starting to take her, she wants Gai to keep it away from her. She wants to trust someone with herself again, she doesn't want to feel like her life has been nothing but these offenses against her.]

Gai... [She straightens up, barely an inch away from Gai's mouth. Something is keeping her from pushing on with it, though.] Is it... strange that I want you to touch me now? After all of the things we just said?

[Gai lets out a quiet little sound when her nose makes contact with the skin of his neck; though he tries to rein in the shiver that also results from that, he isn't quite successful, and the hand on her back stills for a moment before resuming its slow, repetitive motions. They both need this contact right now, he knows that much. Something loving, something kind, not something that's meant to hurt.

Which is why he isn't at all surprised by what she says next. Instead, he manages a crooked little smile at her, an attempt at being reassuring.]

No, I think that's the most normal thing either one of us has said yet.

[Elizabeth gives a little nod, still looking mildly concerned and dubious.] Alright.

[She attacks Gai's mouth, both hands on either side of his head. It isn't that she's turned on or desperate--she just wants them to take care of one another so badly and as quickly as possible. Warmth, closeness, touching that made him shudder like he had before.]

[But it's an urgent move for that sort of intimacy, and she's pressing all of her body against Gai's while her mouth kisses and bites and licks as much as she can. It's about comfort and caring, and she needs both right now like she needs to breathe.]

[That ferocity takes him by surprise for the barest moment before he's responding in kind, rough and sloppy and just needing, every bit as much as she is. His free arm snakes around her waist to pull her flush against him and just hold her there while he continues kissing her with a level of desperation that surprises even himself.

He needs this too, more than he thought he did. He needs her, because she understands why he needs this in the first place. No wonder they're drawn to each other. There's a level of unspoken understanding there that wouldn't be possible with anyone else.

His body shouldn't be responding this quickly, really. Logically, it should take more than just this to get him going, but as she continues to kiss him, it isn't long before he starts just sort of rocking his hips up against her, wanting more contact between them.]

[Thank God it wasn't just her.]

[Gai's response to her kissing urges her on, and she doesn't feel wrong for wanting this sort of closeness anymore. They both needed it, apparently, and the more they kissed the less Elizabeth felt like crying.]

[The first roll of Gai's hips pulls an aroused moan from her, his aim is very good today clearly. Elizabeth pushes away from Gai's chest and goes for the buttons on her shirt with such ardor that she might just pull one off entirely.]

[If wanting this is wrong, Gai most assuredly doesn't want to be right. He wants and needs it so much that the relief is almost overwhelming when that movement of his hips draws that moan from her and lets him know that she wants it every bit as much as he does.

There's the briefest sound of disappointment when she pulls away from him, but it dies on his lips when he realizes that she's trying to get her shirt off. And now comes the dilemma: help her with hers, or try to get his own off? It's not a hard decision; his is already half-unbuttoned, so it's quick work to get the rest of the buttons undone and then start wriggling out of it.]

[Elizabeth smiles, actually smiles, when Gai makes that little disappointed sound. She's quick to come back, though, and kisses him while she struggles with the rest of her buttons.]

[Eventually the shirt hits the floor, and Gai is faced with his dear friend The Corset... Can either of them muster the patience for it?]

We could... while I'm still in it, I can keep going.

[... oh no. Not that. Not the most effective killer of arousal he has ever encountered. Okay, he is DEFINITELY taking her to the store for some bras and panties, preferably later today.

But right now, he's just going to have a staredown with the Undergarment from Hell, as if somehow willing it to just disappear.]

I want to be able to touch you.

[Yes, he's aware that he sounds rather like a petulant child. He also doesn't care.]

[She shouldn't laugh, she really shouldn't. But after all they had talked about, Gai being miffed at her underwear was funny.]

[So she just laughs and brushes her nose against his.] Time me.

[And she reaches behind her and yanks at the laces faster than she ever has before. Eyes closed in concentration, she can almost see the eyelets as her fingers run over them.]

[About a minute later, Elizabeth pops the busk open and pushes it down to join her shirt, leaving her in her chemise.] You're going to have to lace me back into that you know.

[Truth be told, he looks more than a little ruffled from encountering his nemesis again. But he will not be deterred! He will face his foe head on and he will...

... let Elizabeth take it off. Yes. That sounds like an excellent plan to him. In the meantime, he'll just work on undoing his pants and pushing them down so he can get them off once she's done with... that thing.]

Who said anything about putting clothing back on?

You live here so I can't tell you what to do. But I have to go home and make dinner. Which means coming home clothed.

[She raises an eyebrow at him as she reseats herself in Gai's lap.] Unless you want to be running for your life in Luceti, too.

I'd say that's worth taking my chances for. I need a little danger in my life to keep things interesting.

[He's joking, of course, and before she can respond, he's moving his hands up to cup and fondle her breasts through the chemise. See, this is why he wanted to get that damn corset off.]

[She would say, 'You don't need danger from Booker DeWitt', but something about invoking Booker's name while Gai's hands were on her made Elizabeth want to recoil on a very visceral level. Weirdly enough.]

[So no comments on that. The chemise is thin enough that Elizabeth can feel the warmth of his hands through it, and she tips her head to the side in pleasure as she watches his hands move on her.]

Except that we are still locked here. We're still guinea pigs. We're still subject to the same shit pulled out by the same dog with a different collar. And now we know that the barrier that keeps us locked here and supposedly safe means shit to really keep us safe.

Pride should come when we are actually out of this cage and surviving isn't something spoon feed on most of the people here. All we have accomplished is to jump back from the fire to the frying pan.

You want my opinion? I think it might be a bit too soon for them to want to talk. This was no normal invasion, and people tend to get a little touchy about having their minds played with.

But this could be a start. People need to start thinking beyond the little things if we're gonna be stuck here.

If they expected us to just roll over and play dead, they wouldn't have put so much work into making that as real as it was.

Wait too long and they'll all forget just how distressing having their minds played with like that was. It's better to strike while it's still fresh in their memory, or else it will become just another experiment that gets forgotten as soon as the next one rolls around.

The only way to escape this cage is to take things one step at a time. There's no point in saving all of our pride for something that might take months or even years to accomplish. Humans depend on encouragement to keep going. Deny them that, and they'll be less motivated to move forward.

[It's probably works out to be a good thing for Elizabeth that Gai is craving touch as much as he is right now. Any sort of contact is good to him, so he's in no hurry to get that chemise off. Instead, he decides to be a bit mischievous and use the fabric to his advantage: gently he scrapes his nails across the fabric right over her nipples, wanting to see what sort of reaction he can draw from her with that.

No doubt it's an interesting sensation-- he starts off lightly at first, then increases the pressure just the tiniest bit. And he isn't even making any effort to hide the grin on his face as he does this.]

[That is an interesting sensation. One that makes Elizabeth arch her back into Gai's hands and hum softly. She really didn't know why Gai liked her breasts so much, but she liked him touching them. That was more or less enough logic for the entire situation.]

I had a talk with Jack the other day. [She bites her bottom lip and grins as Gai continues to play with her. The attention is definitely getting her going.] When you've had your fun with my breasts he gave me some ideas as to what you might like...

[He's so occupied with what he's doing that it takes a moment for those words to sink in... and then his mind jerks abruptly out of that fuzzy state of arousal that it had been sinking into.

She had a talk about their sex life? With another man? Gai isn't quite sure how to feel about this. On the one hand, he's flattered that she's (apparently) enjoying it enough to want to tell someone else about it. On the other hand, did she think he'd somehow done something wrong? Why did she talk to this Jack person about it and not him? He's a bit uncertain. But he'll act like it's no big deal for now and just wait to see what else she says about it.]

Oh yeah?

[Now he gives her nipples a pinch, first one, then the other.]

That's assuming that I'm going to get tired of playing with them.

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