[closed] i have made mistakes

[dontpokethat]

Who: Ginko and Foster (and Steven and Greg and Psi)
When: October 18th
Where: Foster’s apartment
What: Foster helps Ginko with his fae flower problem.
Warnings: Mind control, probably talk of attempted kidnapping?? Also like. Eye socket trauma.

It takes well over an hour for Ginko to wake up from the effects of the pollen - plenty of time for Foster to remove him from the park and take the necessary precautions.

When he wakes up, it takes him a few moments to realize that he’s not where he had been before. Rather than lying facedown in the park, his face shoved into the dirt and his skull feeling like it’s breaking apart, he’s on his back on an actual bed, with his skull feeling like it’s just cracking a little… which would be an improvement, if it weren’t for two factors.

He’s got no idea where Steven is, and he can’t move his arms.

Or… well, he can. But not very far, or effectively; his wrists are cuffed to the bed, and no amount of pulling against the cuffs seems to be loosening them up. He looks around frantically, trying to get some idea of how he could free himself - or even how this happened to begin with.

Comments

[dontpokethat]

[If he were in a position where guilty slumping was something he could do, he probably would.]

...Yeah. I know, it's... it's kind of a ways away. Sorry, it's... not like it's that important, I guess.

[control_freak]

[Foster looks up, his feelings clear on his face.]

Really?

[....wait.]

What did you want us to do with her, just... I don't know, plop her down on your chest and let her shuffle around?

[dontpokethat]

I-- I mean, I guess?

[He makes another attempt to kind of shift away from them both. He's chosen a different corner to stare at now.]

Sorry, just-- forget I said anything. It was a dumb idea.

[dorkypantsuit]

[Psi just smiles, because Ginko is just so fucking adorable when he's embarrassed.]

Just come home with me and you'll see her.

[control_freak]

No.

[Foster lets his hands drop to his sides, looking tired and drawn and... almost angry, if it's possible to look angry and defeated simultaneously.]

No. Just... just... go.

[Only Ginko would care that much about seeing his guinea pig at a time like this. No--more than that, only Ginko would prioritise that over his own freedom, and there's nothing he can do anyway if he's wrong--there's nothing else to set on fire, no obvious fae interference he can object to. There's nothing he can do about any of this.

All he's doing is making himself and everyone else miserable.

So fine.

He stalks over to his dresser, grabbing the sleeve that's been sitting there this whole time, not looking at either one of them.]

Go home, have fun. Don't kidnap any more children. Do whatever.

[Oh God he wants it so bad.]

Don't forget to use protection.

[And with that, he shuts the door a bit hard on his way out--he's going to lock himself in the bathroom, and he's not bothering to free Ginko first.

Their uninvited third party knows how to undo the cuffs anyway.]

[dorkypantsuit]

Tch. Like I'd forget.