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Unravel (1x1 w/ Jikkah)

“I’d actually prefer it.” She hissed out. “That way I won’t have you here spoon feeding me.”
 
She didn’t find his little joke funny, launching a wad of spit in his direction, it landing on his shirt.
 
He sighed softly and held her jaw tight, forcing her mouth open and jamming the spoon painfully into her mouth, not letting her go until she swallowed.
 
The spoon jabbed hard into the back of her throat, making her cough in pain and out of reflex, eyes watering as she struggled to knock his hands away, but couldn’t. She swallowed with effort, hacking as she choked a bit, jaw aching from the force he used to hold it open.
 
Jin stared at him silently for a moment before slowly accepting the food he put before her, eating the spoonful of broth he offered her.
 
Jin didn’t say anything in response, only waiting, watching for an opportune moment to strike. It would probably have to be when he was gone at work.
 
With how long Mitsuhide was gone, Jin assumed that he was at work, which was good, that left her with some time to spare. She went to work, once again attempting escape. It took a while, but with some struggling she managed to free her arm by forcing her hand through the cuff, painfully dislocating her thumb in the process- but at least she had a hand free. After forcing her thumb back into place, she first worked on removing the iv’s in her arm, still assumedly being pumped full of sedatives as functioning properly was a struggle. After removing her iv’s and restraints, she stumbled to her feet. She no longer wore her regular street clothes, Mitsuhide having long ago done away with them and giving her a cotton hospital gown in exchange, but that wouldn’t be a problem. He had left plenty of other things inside the room she could work with. She secured herself a few scalpels, several syringes of sedative, and a heavy metal tray, using the tray to smash the cameras inside the room, then the lights overhead.
 
Surely, Mitsuhide would have an alarm or two trigger from this. Surely, he would come back to see what was happening. That would be the logical thing to do.
 
It didn’t matter if he returned immediately or not, she would be ready for him; although him returning later would give her more time for her body to work out the sedatives in her system. She gripped the metal tray firmly in hand, waiting to the side of the door for Mitsuhide’s return.
 
It felt like hours with how sluggish she felt, but soon she did start to hear doors unlocking and opening, "Jin~" He called, "you're a very naughty girl~"
 
Jin felt her heart rate pick up immediately, readying herself for him to come in the door. She gripped the tray tightly, standing where the door would open to hide her from sight, allowing her to ambush him.
 
As soon as he stepped inside she took a step forward and raised the tray high above her head, bringing it down hard on the top of his head. She didn’t stop there, tackling him and grabbing the syringe she had salvaged before taking out the lights.
 
"How clever~" He mused before something blunt hit her wrist hard, forcing the syringe from her hand. Before she could move, something sharp pressed into her neck, "Sadly, you'll have to do a lot more than that, Jin~"
 
Jin stopped moving when she felt a blade to her neck, wobbling a bit from the drugs affect. She was confused as to where the blade came from, but that was quickly cleared up when she recognized the glow of a quinque at her neck- no, it was attached to Mitsuhide himself- a Kagune.
 
“What’s the meaning of this? What did you do to yourself?” She growled out, glaring down at him.
 
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