haha. hehe. perhaps even hoho

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[ It's easy to underestimate Dottore. I mean... fucking look at him. Literally the only thing intimidating about him is that stupid fucking mask, and when you've seen about fifty bazillion Fatui trotting around wearing that kind of thing it kind of fails to register any more. It goes from "oh noooo scawy hawbingew ahhhh" to "lol look at the guy in the bird mask, what a tool" pretty fucking fast.

Unfortunately, underestimating the second of the Fatui Harbingers is how people get themselves captured and strapped to a gurney in his secret lab. Funny how that happens. Once he's entirely certain that Lumine is fully secure, Dottore slaps her awake with his customary sharktoothed smile. ]

Apologies for the rude awakening, Traveler - but I find that it is beneficial for the patient to be conscious for this part of the process.

[ That's it no further explanation fuck you ]

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And still trying to maintain a facade of defiance in the face of your own helplessness! You truly are something.

[ There's too much of a sneer in his voice for it to sound at all complimentary. He snorts, thumbing Lumine's cheek very slowly and deliberately. ]

How exactly do you plan to stop me from touching you, hm?

[ That awful fucking smile grows. ]

Why, all I have to do is give the word, and you'll be the one touching me.

[primogemless]

[She flinches away from him, raising the scalpel (both it and her hands still covered in blood) in some futile attempt at keeping him away. But then he just keeps talking, and-]

What?

[Congratulations! He has succeeded in making Lumine visibly freak the fuck out!]

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[ Oh well that's only going to encourage him, isn't it? Petty nasty man that he is and all. ]

You heard. Do put that thing down - we've established that you aren't permitted to hurt me with it.

[ Don't mind him while he very very obviously looks her up and down while she does so, just to drive that discomfort and horror all the way home ♥ ]

[primogemless]

[She drops the scalpel to the floor with a little clink and takes several steps back. Nope nope nope this cannot be happening, she will not accept that something like this could be happening. She doesn't say anything, though. It would only encourage this freak.]

[segmental]

You seem upset.

[ And gosh, isn't that satisfying, seeing her so deeply and profoundly disturbed? Like, okay, it'd be pleasing to Dottore to see anyone so upset because he is a sadistic piece of shit, but when it's someone so powerful and unassailable and really good at beating up Harbingers it's just. Chef's kiss. ]

Hmm. I don't think we really need another test, do we? The efficacy of the device has been proven. A resounding success, I'd say.

[ He waits juuuuuust long enough for relief to potentially set in, then adds: ]

So I won't need to take notes for this part.

Undress.

[primogemless]

[She knows this fucker well enough that she's not truly letting her guard down even when it seems like the worst might be over. That doesn't mean it's not a shock when he actually goes ahead and says it like that.]

I knew you were a creep, but this...

[She starts slowly pulling her dress off, making a point of not looking away from him. There's no way she can keep all the distress off her face, but she can damn well try to remain as composed as possible. Anything to reduce his satisfaction.]

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Oh, no. Don't call me a creep. Not that. However will I recover?

[ HEHE HAHA HOHO. Fine, if she's not going to look away then she gets to watch him shamelessly leering as her layers come off. He lifts the mask to make sure she can see him doing it and everything, the prick. ]

Ah, if only I had a pretty little thing to comfort and console me in the midst of my devastation...

[ Smirking, he beckons her over with a finger. Totally counts as an order fyi. ]

[primogemless]

[As much as she tries to take her time with it, eventually everything comes off and she's left covering herself with her arms as best she can.

And when he beckons, she has no choice but to very, very reluctantly approach.]

[segmental]

Don't pout so. I could make you enjoy it, if you prefer?

[ Aw fuck. Shit. Piss. We're reaching new heights of smug. Like, it's as if his smug has been building exponentially every day I spent not tagging. Holy shit. Here is a helpful visual aid.



Smug. ]

You've seen what can be done with this kind of technology. Say the word and I'll make you willing, traveler.

[ That's not a kindness. It's a threat. ]

[primogemless]

[Jesus piss that is a lot of smug. She can feel it oozing off of him like some kind of horrible smugass radiation, and it makes the whole situation feel even grosser than it already was. Astounding.

Lumine knows she should just keep her mouth shut and try to get through this as quickly and painlessly as possible. Just play along and wait for an opportunity to get back at the smug bastard.

The problem is that Lumine is a sassy little gremlin regardless of the situation.]

Figures that the only way you could ever get someone to enjoy your company would be by messing with their brain.