Author Topic: Scientific Notions (Rhiiii x3) [M] (Read 10075 times)

Nix · « **on:** June 07, 2012, 09:47:24 pm »

Trigger Warning: Non-con/rape

Benett sat at his desk in his new office and exam room. The notes in front of him were hardly interesting to anyone besides him, not even other TRIM scientist seemed to take interest in his research. He knew that he got to do basically whatever he wanted because his father was a board member, and as long as he got to carry out his work he didn't care.

Instead of researching drugs or products, he was researching physical methods of increasing psionic abilities. He had seen it occur in one of his slaves. The boy had barely any psychic ability and then after 'playing' with him the slave developed mild telekinetic abilities. He knew that there was no control group for this experiment, and that there were so many factors that it could never be widely implemented... but if he could figure out how to trigger these responses in even a few individuals... well, he'd be happy. Other scientists could work on their supplement and drug cocktails for enhancing psionics, but that would always be artificial...

Benett adjusted his glasses and neatly organized his data as he waited for the guards to deliver the next test candidate.

Rhi-Rhi · « **Reply #1 on:** June 08, 2012, 12:07:41 pm »

Deliver him they did.

Hand cuffed behind his back, two guards escorted Asher into the room and then stood to the side to see if they were needed--and if Asher had it his way, they would be. Eventually. But for the moment he just stood there, brown eyes taking in everything: the room, where everything was located, where the nearest sharp object was, the scientist poring over his notes. He quickly analyzed the man: his physical makeup and build. Damn, he was tall, even sitting he could see that--but height meant nothing. Asher worked out daily; these scientists sat on their asses most days plugging in data and poking needles into veins.

It all took a couple seconds; he'd gotten fast at making snap judgments and quick observations, and he was perpetually in a state of "fight" because "flight" was not an option.

After a moment, he finally found the guy's face and grinned darkly. "What's up, doc?"

Nix · « **Reply #2 on:** June 08, 2012, 02:21:50 pm »

"You're dismissed." Benett said to the guards without even looking up from his notes. This one was called Asher. He looked up at the subject and let his eyes roam over the smug pugnacious kid. He'd heard about the problems with this one, and that's why he'd been given permission to use this one in his research, if he wanted. And why wouldn't he? That lovely scarred and freckled face... his attitude and stance, silently begging to be broken and bent over. He just needed to be dominated...

"Asher..." He said once the guards left. "You can sit down on the exam table if you like. I would just like to talk to you today..."

Rhi-Rhi · « **Reply #3 on:** June 08, 2012, 02:51:03 pm »

"I think I'll stand, thanks," Asher said and made no effort to move. He stayed planted where he was, in front of the door, and kept his eyes on the scientist. He didn't like making their job easy when he could help it and besides, if he just wanted to "talk" then that shouldn't be an issue.

"Whatcha want, dickweed?"

Nix · « **Reply #4 on:** June 08, 2012, 08:04:56 pm »

"What are your psychic abilities, in your opinion." Benet asked, his eyes cold and staring straight at Asher's boyish face, that scar in particular. The names didn't bother him, and the fact that the other wouldn't sit only told him more about him. Benett scribbled notes down about Asher's behavior, without looking down at the paper.

Rhi-Rhi · « **Reply #5 on:** June 09, 2012, 12:37:37 pm »

Asher grinned and cocked his head to the side, the smile never reaching his eyes. "Why don'tcha let me show ya and we'll find out together."

Nix · « **Reply #6 on:** June 09, 2012, 09:51:45 pm »

"Later I will witness your abilities, but right now I need you to answer my questions." So disobedient, and so lovely. Benett's eyes didn't show any of his delight with his subject. "How would you describe your abilities? And how did you get that scar?"

Rhi-Rhi · « **Reply #7 on:** June 10, 2012, 12:23:22 pm »

Asher rolled his eyes. "Yer the expert. Ain'tcha s'pposed to know this shit already?"

Nix · « **Reply #8 on:** June 10, 2012, 04:13:02 pm »

"I want to hear the answers from you. If you do not want to answer I can start with the experimentation today instead of next week. But I can assure you that talking is less painful. Now. Sit down on the exam table and answer my questions." Benett said sternly staring at the younger male straight in the eyes with his own cold dark eyes.

Rhi-Rhi · « **Reply #9 on:** June 12, 2012, 01:40:16 pm »

Asher met the man's gaze unflinching, staring him down and refusing to be stared down himself, and he showed no sign of moving toward that table. Fuck that douche. Fuck him sideways with a hacksaw. He wasn't about to let himself be intimidated because he had few things left but his stupid, stupid pride--but even he knew when to bend a little for the sake of self-preservation. Just enough.

Still not looking away, he finally snarled, "I can freeze shit with my mind and read thoughts. Happy?"

Nix · « **Reply #10 on:** June 12, 2012, 09:14:33 pm »

"You tell me." Benett replied. He stood from his seat and remove his glasses before walking over to his cute little subject and standing in front of Asher... he looked delicious with his hands cuffed like that. Benett couldn't resist reaching out to trace the scar on his cheek. "Listen Asher... I just want to talk to you and give you some vitamins today... if you insist on fighting me, well I will enjoy it more than you will, trust me." He grinned wildly. He could barely contain his excitement. Benett wanted to make more beautiful marks in his freckled skin... he wanted to hear Asher cry out in pain and delight. He wanted to break that prideful attitude so that Asher could be free...

Free and in pieces.

Rhi-Rhi · « **Reply #11 on:** June 13, 2012, 01:21:53 pm »

Asher's eyebrows rose and a flicker of unease stirred within him. After three years of this, he could handle a lot of things. What he couldn't get used to, however, was this shit. First there was the old TRIM Director who thought, of all things, that she could seduce him. Him! While going all creepster sadist on him. Yeah, 'cause nothing got him hotter than a lobotomy!

Now there was this joker, and Asher honestly couldn't tell if he was joking or serious.

"Good thing yer not a creepy motherfucker or nothin'," he said, taking a step backwards to get the guy out of his personal space and bumping his hands and back against the door. "Where the hell are all ya fuckin' sadists comin' from, anyhow? Glad to see TRIM values professionalism!"

Nix · « **Reply #12 on:** June 13, 2012, 08:17:22 pm »

Benett laughed at that comment. "Sadist huh? Fairly accurate assumption... though I find it odd that someone in your position would question TRIM's values. Thanatos INC values money. They humor me because my father is on the board... you've become my toy Asher. Don't make me break you so soon. Now, come and sit down." Benett patted the exam table and narrowed his gaze threateningly.

Rhi-Rhi · « **Reply #13 on:** June 14, 2012, 02:44:18 pm »

"I'm sure Zachary would love to hear 'bout this," Asher snapped, eyes narrowed and lips stretched into a humorless grin. It might have been an empty threat, but it was all he had. He hated Zachary, too, hated him more than anyone here by virtue of him being the President, but that didn't stop him from invoking his name.

Still, after a moment he moved, shoving past the man and heading for the table. It took some maneuvering, hands behind his back and all, but he managed to scramble onto it. He leaned back onto his hands and let his feet dangle, looking perfectly relaxed though his muscles were tense and his palms were sweaty.

The bastard could believe what he wanted; Asher had obeyed for no other reason than because it occurred to him that if things got nasty, this put him in a good position to kick the fucker in the face.

Nix · « **Reply #14 on:** June 14, 2012, 08:52:09 pm »

"And who exactly do you think let me do this? Who do you think hired me and OK-ed my research?" Benett grinned and choked back a dark chuckle at the lab rat's threat. "Once again I'm amazed that you would think he'd care. Money Asher, if you have it then you can do anything... if you don't well, you're you." Benett's eyes roamed that lovely body.

"Which to you value more?" Benett asked as he moved to grab a syringe and fill it with his vitamin cocktail before returning to the younger male's side. "Your arms, or your legs?"

Rhi-Rhi · « **Reply #15 on:** June 14, 2012, 10:26:56 pm »

Any retorts Asher had died on his tongue when the man asked that ominous question, and his eyes flicked uneasily to the syringe. The man had said something about vitamins earlier, but that sowed a seed of doubt in his mind--and who was he to believe the word of one of these assholes, anyway?

For a second, he didn't know how to answer. Fuck, he didn't know if he should answer. It felt like a trap, like there was no right answer--and he knew there wasn't. If he said he valued one, they would be the first thing to go. Or maybe it would be the opposite of what he choose. And if he didn't pick at all, well, he'd still lose.

It was a stupid, stupid fucking question and stunned silence quickly turned to anger the more he brooded on it, the more he recognized it as a game. These people didn't care about his opinion, anyway.

Asher rolled his eyes. "That a trick question?"

Nix · « **Reply #16 on:** June 14, 2012, 10:34:06 pm »

"It's a question. Personally I think you'd look best without any limbs at all. Now hold still." The look of discomfort was simply beautiful on those features... it made Benett want to play with him more. He held down one of Asher's arms and quickly injected the vitamins into the younger male's shoulder before letting go. "Arms or legs? Oh and while we're at it... ears or eyes?"

Rhi-Rhi · « **Reply #17 on:** June 14, 2012, 10:53:21 pm »

Asher hissed when the needle went in, stinging, but it was over fast even if it still throbbed. That was gonna leave a bruise for sure, though bruises were the least of his worries.

He rolled his shoulders uncomfortably and glowered up at the scientist. "What're ya gonna do if I say?"

Nix · « **Reply #18 on:** June 14, 2012, 11:17:00 pm »

"That has yet to be determined. They are simply questions at the moment." Though those pretty eyes would look lovely in a crystal vase on his nightstand. He leaned down to trace that pretty scar again, this time with his tongue.

Rhi-Rhi · « **Reply #19 on:** June 14, 2012, 11:33:03 pm »

Asher was not expecting that. The non-medical touching was creepy and had disturbed him enough, but when the man leaned in and licked his fucking face he lost it completely.

He reacted without thinking. Pivoting on the table, he fell sideways onto the table, lifted a leg, and kicked outwards at the scientist, aiming for his face.