[The crop hurts against his jaw, stinging against an already bruised cheek and making his jaw sting. Ryou can't help but whine, but he swallows it back, gritting his teeth hard.
The chains clink as his arms tense, hands tightly balled. A penalty...wait.
Where's Atem going? Why is he going behind, what does he plan to do?!
The first strike takes him by surprise, making him arch forward because his shoulders were already pulled taut, his arms aching from the position they've been forced into. Tensing only makes it worse, of course, but Ryou can't help it. It takes his breath away, and causes his tail to writhe and flash in a bright new color--a red-tinged violet--each time he's hit.
He doesn't answer...not immediately. It hurts...he can feel the hot, stinging tears rolling down his cheeks, little representations of his weakness that hurt almost as much as what Atem had done.]
I...I won't...
[This isn't enough. It's not enough...
He has to be strong. Focus on something else. Focus...whose idea was it to put it on television? Who is he saving? Who won't he betray?
It's cold. he hurts.
No. Think.
Maya...she wanted to record it. It was her idea...right?]
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The chains clink as his arms tense, hands tightly balled. A penalty...wait.
Where's Atem going? Why is he going behind, what does he plan to do?!
The first strike takes him by surprise, making him arch forward because his shoulders were already pulled taut, his arms aching from the position they've been forced into. Tensing only makes it worse, of course, but Ryou can't help it. It takes his breath away, and causes his tail to writhe and flash in a bright new color--a red-tinged violet--each time he's hit.
He doesn't answer...not immediately. It hurts...he can feel the hot, stinging tears rolling down his cheeks, little representations of his weakness that hurt almost as much as what Atem had done.]
I...I won't...
[This isn't enough. It's not enough...
He has to be strong. Focus on something else. Focus...whose idea was it to put it on television? Who is he saving? Who won't he betray?
It's cold. he hurts.
No. Think.
Maya...she wanted to record it. It was her idea...right?]
I don't know, sir...I don't...