How is your writing going? Is there a work in progress you've been enjoying working on more than the others?
^^’ Er, so. I may have been hit by a plot bunny in the middle of the night yesterday, and…this happened?
(For anyone who guesses the AU, you’re awesome. If not…it’ll be a surprise? :D)
The sound of the heavy doors all around the room unbolting is warning enough, and Orochimaru glances up from a bored study of his nails to smirk at the heavily armed men swarming around his cell.
“Can I take this to mean my request for lab time has been approved?” he asks lightly.
The main guard steps up to the door of the cell, almost touching the bars, and Orochimaru doesn’t let his eyes narrow, though he thinks about it. The little white-haired rat is only brave when he’s got a dozen other men behind him, after all, and Orochimaru’s not the type to take that well. He has standards.
“Why don’t you come down from there and we can talk about it?” Mizuki suggests, an edge of malice beneath the otherwise pleasant suggestion.
It’s not actually a choice at all. Orochimaru has long since discovered that he can either come down or they’ll come in and get him, and while the idea of how many of them he’d be able to kill if they do is appealing, he’s already had more of his creature comforts taken away than he cares for.
Still, he makes them wait as he very obviously considers the request, because even trapped in this maddening little cell, when he does things, it’s entirely because he wishes to. Slowly, deliberately, he unwinds himself from his precarious perch near the roof of the metal box, hooks a foot in the sheet he repurposed as an aerial perch, and drops down with an agile flip.
“Dare I hope that this will end in a civil discussion?” he asks, brushing his hair back and casting Mizuki a smirk that says he knows it won’t. “They couldn’t have sent a runt like you for anything else, could they?”
The expression on Mizuki’s face goes ugly, and he steps back, making a sharp gesture at the men around him. “Open the door. Restrain him.”
Well. Maybe Orochimaru will get to kill a few of them after all.
Not enough of them. Not nearly enough to make up for being trapped in here like some sort of wild animal, and Mizuki stays too far back for him to reach, but—
It’s a start. Anything’s a start.