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Test Drive Meme #2

You wake up in a closet. It's a nice enough one, clearly owned by someone with a large bedroom and too many clothes. There's a dim light on but no switch to make it brighter. As your eyes adjust and you come to the realization that this is probably not a dream, you notice you aren't alone. Locked in the closet with you is (at least) one other person who seems just as confused and disoriented as yourself.

On the door, you can both see a list with a possibly familiar title and a familiar set of rules; Seven Minutes In Heaven. The door will be locked for a probably very long seven minutes and it will not open no matter how much you try to force it. In the closet air is a hefty dose of aphrodisiacs that might be clouding your normal judgement. The longer you wait, the more you want to give in to the game.

Will they really let you out when the seven minutes are done? Or will the countdown start all over again until you consent? Only waiting will tell.

EDIT: Aphrodisiacs are OPTIONAL, not required. Also feel free to make your own scenarios, themes are merely for those wanting an idea.

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[Every day's an adventure with Natasha. Maintaining a point of contact with him, she lets her eyes wander around the train car.]

I'd bet he'd be successful. Since he has such an issue with failing. [And from the way he was so quick to say jail or worse, it would be a bad combo here. It was something to keep in mind with her own penchant for sticking her nose places it didn't belong.

Slipping an arm around him, she adjusts again to peer out the window and keep herself upright. Just, stand still Steve.]

[Woman, he was a free agent and if he wanted to move around, he'd gosh darn well mo-- fine. He'd stay put.]

The chips have defensive capabilities and can and will knock you out if you get too close, along with bringing the guards to you. If you're planning on testing your own will against them, don't.

[Uh-huh. Sure, you're a free agent Steve. Whatever you need to tell yourself. Her arm was currently wrapped around his midsection as she made note of a few landmarks out the left side of the train, although that attention shoots right back up to him when he speaks.

Not good.]

Of course they would. Can't have anything easy and I wasn't. [Yet. She might be impulsive at times, but usually when someone went through the trouble of kidnapping and drugging you they didn't tend to take kindly to people running off or trying to removing tracking chips.]

[He totally was, Nat. He was a big boy and had the big boy pants on to prove it.

Still, privacy or not, he wanted to make sure she understood just how serious it was.]

I mean it, Nat. I'll explain it in full, but just... don't play around with them.

[And if he's good, she'll give him a cookie.

She knew that expression and tone, having heard it not too long ago when she'd been grabbing some intel for Fury. That was enough to give her pause.]

Okay. I won't go digging around in my neck. Steve...

[Her words are interrupted as someone moves past her, body tensing and quickly hushing.] How many more stops?

[It's the fact that he can feel her tensing against him that has him shifting, moving to put himself between her and the press of bodies.]

Two more. I'm not far from the stop.

[He'd found the location convenient and after living in Brooklyn the last while, the familiar sound of something close to a subway helped him sleep.]

[There's a little nod as she moves in closer. Given this was a new world with new rules and she'd already pissed off one AI, she wasn't really in the mood to deal with a second fight in this tight of quarters.

Keeping an eye on things over his shoulder, she just nods - making note of a few faces that didn't settle right with her and a couple more prominent landmarks.

Yeah, the longer she had to look around the more she wanted answers. Two stops, she just had to make it two stops and she'd have them.

Although if the guy behind Steve winked at her one more time and kept eyeing her up like a piece of meat, she might just fail at that whole staying out of trouble thing.]

[If he'd known what was bothering her behind him, he might have turned to give the guy a very pointed 'mine' stare -- not that she was, but Steve was the first to acknowledge that men seemed to respect another man's claim more than a woman's own disinterest. Not that he liked that it was a fact, but...

His stop was coming up and he made sure to start to herd her towards the door, still keeping between her and anyone that might try something that he'd have to respond to.]

This is us.

[She could handle herself, especially with pricks. He wasn't the first guy to think he had a chance and he certainly wouldn't be the last. She had the look down to an almost perfect science, the kind that could make a man feel like less than an ant in 5 seconds. It came in handy when she'd had to do solo missions with a single target in mind.

When he starts guiding her towards the exit, she happily complies - ready to get off the train and have a chance to speak freely. Fingers shift back to link with his as the doors open. Pulling him through the people trying to board, she gives him a look over her shoulder.]

Left or right?

[He probably shouldn't be so surprised, or amused, that she wanted to take the lead even though she had no idea where they were going, but he found a smile playing on his lips.]

Right. Left up at the corner, then straight for two blocks.

[There's a reason she likes to drive. Keeping her hand in his, she quickly follows the directions he'd given as far as she can. When she's gone straight for the two blocks, she gives a quick pause - wordlessly looking at him for the next step.]

[With his free hand, he reaches into his pocket and pulls out his keycard, stepping up to give her hand a tug towards the second building up ahead.]

I don't think there's many people on my floor. A lot of the buildings around here are empty, or next to. Same with all over the island.

[Keycards, well they really were at the next level here. Taking in the complex, she keeps it all in mind for her own living arrangements. He'd already saved her time on the recon, might as well take advantage of it.]

Guessing they haven't had a chance to bring in a lot of people yet.

[Because as much as she hated to say it, the fact that there were empty buildings was not good news.]

I guess not. What worries me is that they're planning to.

[Seemed they were both on the same page with that thought and he led her over to the elevator. He was on the second to top floor, pressing the button and leaning back against the wall while the doors closed.]

If even half of what's empty is filled... that's a lot of people Natasha. And so far, I'm the only person from... well, wherever we're from in relation to them.

[And not all of them had as much training. They'd be in serious trouble here and she'd rather not have to get a little drastic with the people responsible.]

What the hell do they want with us?

[He held up a hand, begging for a little more patience until they could get into his apartment. The door dinged and he waited for her to exit before he led them down the hall to his suite, keycard sweeping over the lock so he could open the door. He let her enter first, then closed it behind him.

Watching her, he went over to the fridge and pulled out a bottle of water.]

You're not going to like it.

[She's practically humming in anticipation when he holds up the hand, fighting the urge to pace in the elevator like a caged cat.

By the time they're in his apartment, her patience is gone.]

I'm a big girl, I can handle it. Now, please, tell me.

[Look, she said please.]

[She asked for it...]

The chips aren't just trackers. They're part of some sort of experimental process they're doing. It... does things to people. Messes with their emotions. Sometimes... sometimes there's physical changes. Or hormonal ones. I've only seen one so far, but what I've been reading, what I've seen? It doesn't look good.

[Oh boy.

Her movements still as her breath shallows. She'd already been through something similar to this and it had changed her. When they'd shaped her and molded her into what they needed - re-calibrated her into an emotionless killing machine. If they'd had access to these chips?

She doesn't want to think about that. So, instead she crosses her arms letting out a soft exhale. Everything else gets benched for later when she was alone. She wasn't gonna crack in front of Steve, not about this.]

Any clue what their ultimate goal is?

No. If they have one, they haven't exactly been forthcoming about it. They just schedule their experiments, then watch what happens. And I've heard if you don't play along...

[Well, 'rape' was a pretty accurate word, but they replaced it with 'encouraging enhancements'.]

[People had ways of ensuring compliance, but no one had told Natasha about the sexual element of life here - that particular piece left out of the welcome announcement.]

Yeah, I used to know people like that.

[Fighting and killing friends, handcuffs, long hallways and pain.]

So lay low and play along until they show a weakness? Are they just looking to see how people react with emotions? Like if someone's angry do they go on a killing spree?

[Please break it to her gently. That AI had interrupted her digging into the network.]

Not... exactly. I haven't been here long but... from what I've seen, the experiments can be stopped with some sort of Pavlovian response which is, um... I mean, they...

[His hand lifted to the back of his neck, Steve turning away from her and rubbing at it. It had to be sex, didn't it?]

Most of the experiments seem to be fixated around sex. At least, that's how they can be ended. And there's the, ah, aphrodisiacs. Mood enhancers, they call them. If you don't play nice, you wind up being pumped full of them and put somewhere with someone until you play along.

[Like he mentally said -- rapey.]

[The fact that he not only stumbles, but turns his back to her is warning enough for what's coming... And it's worse than she'd expected. Sex, of course it had to be sex. No wonder this place has him so on edge.]

They can try. Anyone tries to pump her full of aphro, she'll be taking at least one of them down with her. Although, she's not as worried about herself as she is Steve. It's enough to shift her priorities, moving towards him to slip in front of him and make sure she had his attention. The wheels were already turning as a new plan formed.

One he may not like.]

Have you slept with anyone in your month here?

[Or did you tough it out through the experiment? Because she's got two options for him depending on his answer.]

[It's really hard to look away from someone when they were making a concerted effort to get your attention. As much as he could feel the red in his cheeks and wanted to turn away, he was also an adult male and wasn't about to be cowed by talks of sex.

Though, the out and out way she asked had him nonplussed for a moment before he could answer.]

No. Seems their last little experiment either skipped me over or didn't work.

[Her reaction was mixed, partially grateful he hadn't been hit by it and the other part concerned because he hadn't been hit. If he was already blushing, she was only gonna make it worse.]

If their focus is sex, I'm sure they're keeping an eye on who's cooperating and who's managed to fly under the radar here.

[Time for high stakes dating game. You ready Steve? Pulling out her tablet, she scans back through the network searching for something completely different.]

If you managed to miss their last experiment, I am just gonna go out on a limb here and say you haven't knocked boots with anyone yet. As much as I'd love to do what can to keep you off that radar... If they're serious about this, I don't want to see you go through whatever sick tricks they have up their sleeves.

[She looks up at him, expression focused. She'll start slightly more gently than she would with anyone else.] Has anyone here caught your eye?

Edited 2015-08-18 13:32 (UTC)

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