[ trying to get this loose… oh. it’s a strange state of mind to be stuck in. the awareness is there and then not, one moment conscious of how uncomfortable the straps are and how much better it would be to have them off of him, but then the moment lapses and shiro is once again adrift with no tangible focus. even now, as keith pulls at the strap around his head, to pinch his jaw and to further mash his lips, the cogs in his head refuse to fire with enough power to realize that he can help.
keith said he’d get him away from here and so, shiro sits tight, letting keith do just that. at least until the sentries start across the staging platform. sentries, they’re bad, they put him in this position, they’re going to restrap the belt keith just got off of him…?
halt –
shiro makes a low, distressed sound in his throat and then, as he opens his mouth and works it over, stretching out the cramped way it’s been kept for hours, he manages a much more clear: ]
Keith.
[ helpful, huh? keith is turned to him again anyway, gentle in the way he kisses his forehead. ]
Inmate AA0005 is in violation of section 13-8411. Repeat, step away from the prisoner with your hands in the air. Move now or be forcibly removed from this area.
[ shiro’s almost there. he’s slowly dredging through the dope in his system, clawing his way out of the fog to begin feeling the anxiety ridden adrenaline spike necessary to finally offer him the clarity to do something other than blink slow and absent. not yet, though. he still sits there mostly bound, the only conscious thought now leading him to the faint realization that he’d been looking for keith earlier. and why had he been looking for keith earlier? ]
‘m sorry.
[ it’s mumbled and faint, not at all worthy of the apology he knows, deep down, he’s meant to give keith. ]
DON'T YOU START REPEATING SHAME AT ME
keith said he’d get him away from here and so, shiro sits tight, letting keith do just that. at least until the sentries start across the staging platform. sentries, they’re bad, they put him in this position, they’re going to restrap the belt keith just got off of him…?
halt –
shiro makes a low, distressed sound in his throat and then, as he opens his mouth and works it over, stretching out the cramped way it’s been kept for hours, he manages a much more clear: ]
Keith.
[ helpful, huh? keith is turned to him again anyway, gentle in the way he kisses his forehead. ]
Inmate AA0005 is in violation of section 13-8411. Repeat, step away from the prisoner with your hands in the air. Move now or be forcibly removed from this area.
[ shiro’s almost there. he’s slowly dredging through the dope in his system, clawing his way out of the fog to begin feeling the anxiety ridden adrenaline spike necessary to finally offer him the clarity to do something other than blink slow and absent. not yet, though. he still sits there mostly bound, the only conscious thought now leading him to the faint realization that he’d been looking for keith earlier. and why had he been looking for keith earlier? ]
‘m sorry.
[ it’s mumbled and faint, not at all worthy of the apology he knows, deep down, he’s meant to give keith. ]