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 Posted: Wed Jan 07, 2015 9:31 am
Xaldin wasn't surprised so much as proud of Roxas holding himself together so well after what had happened the night before. The kid was strong, and Xaldin respected every inch of him because of it. It didn't matter if he had a baby face and looked like an angel. The kid could stand up tall after being raped and looked like he couldn't give a ******** about anyone's opinion of him, even if he was dying inside.
"Man, Rox. I think you have all of our respect now," Xaldin told the blond as he sat down. He patted his shoulder gently then went back to eating his slop. Axel and Marluxia nodded, the latter speaking up first. "Yeah, when it happened to me, I was kind of used to it, ya know? It sucks, but it's the truth. I wasn't here when Axel first got here, but I've heard the stories from the both of these two." He nodded towards the redhead and the large dark-haired man. They both nodded, Axel with a slight grimace on his lips.
"Yeah, uh...let's just say you're taking it a lot better than I did," the redhead mumbled and shoved another spoonful into his face. Xaldin's lips twitched into a frown, and he reached over to pat his friend's back. Axel gave him a look of thanks then went back to his food quietly.
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Posted: Wed Jan 14, 2015 8:51 pm
Roxas said nothing to the three as they tried to encourage him in his strength. Roxas had spent the last two years of his life living on the streets. He didn't need to be babied like this. Maybe he did last night in a moment of weakness, but this had to stop. People could see them. People could even hear them. Roxas knew what talk like this could do to him... And it honestly was a lot worse than being raped one time. The blonde barely even keep eye contact as he slowly began to eat the slop that they were trying to pass as food. It tasted like vomit, but maybe that was because he was having to stop himself from gagging everytime he tried to swallow a bite. How was this even humane to feed them this? Roxas ate better on the streets without a place to live, granted he stole a lot of it, but still.
In the next week that followed Roxas found his mind to be his own shelter from all of the physical pain he was under. Xaldin, Axel, and Marluxia continued to "be proud of him" and baby the hell of him, and Roxas found his experience to be truly the worst week of his life. He found himself body checked everytime he turned corner when he was walking without Xaldin. Most of the time, they would shove him so hard he would was slam up against a wall. He started his work assignment that first week as well, which just so happened to be laundry... without Xaldin, so that became a living hell to do. Then as the cherry on top, by the time he been there 7 days, he had been raped at least four night out of the seven.
It was the seventh night though that Roxas finally completely snapped. He had gone to sleep up on the top bunk after listening to Xaldin try and talk to him for three hours. After the first night he was raped, Xaldin tried every night to convince Roxas to come back down lay with him again, and every night, Roxas refused or said nothing to him at all. They both knew Xaldin couldn't protect him, and Roxas, despite Xaldin's pleas, refused to pretend by participating. Tonight, he was silent to the larger, black haired man. As the people came into the cell to get him, Roxas found himself almost waiting for them. They drug him off the top bunk, and started to drag him out of the cell. He made no noise... But as soon as one of them had release him to shut the cell back, Roxas attacked. As the other released his arm, Roxas, who they probably foolishly perceived as being willing to go with them, turned swiftly and tightly gripped the man's arm that held his arm before before delivering a hard blow to his side with his foot. Successful in his attempt, Roxas felt the man's arm dislocate out of its socket, it was even possibly that Roxas torn a ligament in the man's arm with the bone-chilling scream he let out.
By this time, the other seemed to realize that Roxas was fighting back and tried to grab him. Roxas was able to jerk out of his clutches just enough to send them both down to the ground and Roxas found himself fighting hard than he ever had before. Each time Roxas felt his fists connect with the other man’s body, he could feel his knuckles burn with pain, but he didn’t stop. At one point, Roxas even managed to deliver a blow right into the guy’s teeth that managed to crack something not only in the guy’s mouth, but also Roxas’s hand. Of course, the other guy wasn’t playing nice either as he attempted to do anything he could to subdue the blonde. In the end, he settled for off of him as he gripped Roxas tightly and slung him off. Roxas had a lot of fight left in him, and he started back towards the other guy before he was kicked in the side by the second guy who had recovered enough to rejoin the fight. It was a losing battle at that point, and eventually they managed to knock Roxas well enough in the head to knock him out, but Roxas had not made this battle an easy one. He did some significant damage to both of them and he could live with himself with that.
Roxas didn’t come back to the cell that night though. In the morning, it was announced that Roxas had been put in solitary indefinitely for attacking two prison guards. Indefinite for the current time being meant one month in real time since that was when Roxas finally came back. He looked crap and he was as thin as rails. He had gained this look in his eyes that made it certain that a part of him had died in solitary. As he reentered his old cell for the first time in a month, he just blankly stared at the space and Xaldin. As the stared at the other, it became apparent to him, that he hadn’t spoke to other real person in a month…
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UnDeadReaper95 Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Jan 19, 2015 12:17 pm
Xaldin stood from his bed as Roxas appeared on the other side of the bars. He hadn't seen the kid in a month since they announced he was being put in solitary. The last he saw of him, he was kicking a** outside of the cell before getting his own a** kicked and hauled away. Xaldin hadn't been able to do anything to help Roxas, which made him feel like s**t. That's how he lost his last cellmate.
As the blond stepped into the cell, they both seemed to have a stare-down. Xaldin looked over the tiny blond who was even more skinny now than he was when he left--which was saying something. He looked ragged and closed off, and Xaldin couldn't help the clenching of his heart at the sight. He had only known the kid for a few days before he was thrown into isolation, but he had a strong urge to look out for him. Probably because of Demyx.
After a good few long, silent minutes, Xaldin took in a deep breath and stepped forward, grabbing Roxas up in his arms and giving him a good, long hug, lifting him off of the ground. He squeezed his eyes shut and forced himself not to crush the fragile blond with his embrace. A few moments later, he put Roxas back down and let go of him, backing up a few steps and chuckled lightly, relief clear in his voice.
"Sorry. I just had to get one good one in. It's good to see you, kid," he told him with a smile, knowing he wouldn't return the expression. He had dealt with isolated people before. He was used to it by now. "You're just about on time for lunch. By the looks of you, you're need some nutrition, what little you're gonna get anyway."
"Ooh, Roxy's back?" came a voice from the other side of the wall. It was Axel, who was now alone in his cell. Marluxia was currently back at trial for his case. He had gotten through to the system, and they were in a hearing to determine if he was free to go or not.
Axel had been laying there talking to Xaldin through the wall of the cell about Roxas, who had shown up mid-sentence. "Speak of the cutie and he shall appear. How's he holdin' up?" he asked Xaldin, knowing Roxas probably wasn't up to talking much right then. He hadn't said much in isolation, that was for sure. Axel would know, as would Xaldin. It would take him a while to open back up the little that he had before he went away.
Xaldin gave a soft sigh, but kept the smile. "How do you think he's holdin' up, Axel? He hasn't spoken to a human being in a month," he called back through and sat back down on his bed and patted the spot beside him for Roxas to sit. "You're welcome to sit with me, Rox. If you want," he invited, looking up at him with an expression of understanding. He wouldn't force the kid into trying to interact with him. Isolation stole part of your soul. He knew that all too well.
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Posted: Sun Feb 08, 2015 1:52 pm
The blonde seemed so blank now. He made no effort to speak or do anything as Xaldin came over and hugged him. All of his fighting spirit died after about a week of isolation, so all he had left was his core obedient mode that he gained working on the streets. His silence remained even as Xaldin started to address him directly again and asked him if he wanted to sit down. The blonde’s blank emptiness seemed to crumble just a little though as he seemed honestly puzzled by the decision.
After a second though, he just shook his head and allowed his thin arms to wrap around himself, defensively. It was suddenly obvious just how out of sorts Roxas felt in the cell with another person. He was forced to grow used to being alone except pain, so he couldn’t process this warm affection. The blonde slowly stepped over to the wall opposite of Xaldin and the bed and sat down curled up. His one-dimensional blue eyes then stared at Xaldin again, but from the safe distance of about ten feet. Pressing his lips together slowly, Roxas inhaled a deep breath his nose and let his small body relax. This was what he was comfortable with. Just sitting across from the other and watching him.
They sat there staring at each other for another good five minutes. Roxas was personally trying to sort out how to interact with Xaldin, who was staring at him with hurt and confused eyes. Roxas could tell he was trying just as hard to figure out how to approach the damaged blonde as Roxas was trying to figure out how to return to some kind of normalcy. After the five minutes or so though, a buzzer rang through the halls that startled the blonde so bad he actually squeaked. The buzzers for time changes didn’t ring through the isolation… he forgot how loud they were… he forgot how loud was the world was.
In a moment of panic, Roxas cautiously, but quickly, stood back up as he stared out the cell. The door opened automatically, and outside the cell, Roxas watched other prisoners starting to shuffle towards what he vaguely remembered to be the cafeteria. The terrified blonde then glanced up at Xaldin, he was going to get to leave his cell on his own. It was a freedom that was currently unknown and forgotten to his mind and soul. He had no idea what do with it. As the blonde looked to the black haired man, it was truly clear how broken and shattered they made Roxas in isolation. There was nothing, but a shell of what he use to be.
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UnDeadReaper95 Vice Captain
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