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ʀᴇɴᴇɢᴀᴅᴇ ᴅᴏᴡɴ (1x1 w/ Jikkah)

She didn’t flinch or make any noise, blood leaking from the wound and dripping onto the floor. Amaya knew she had to keep herself calm, even if she felt no pain, fear could still undo her composure.
 
Amaya sat where she was, letting him cut away. “God, if you use that knife the same way you fuck, we’ll be here all night.“ She said, sounding almost indifferent to her own torture.
 
“I really don’t want your ugly mug to be the last thing I see..” She said, making a dissatisfied face, feeling a bit woozy from the beginnings of blood loss.
“Just gag the bitch, why are you letting her get under your skin?” One man grumbled, digging out a bandana from his pocket and moving closer. “She’s obviously trying to get a rise out of you.”
 
Amaya grunted in displeasure at the tie being crammed into her mouth, scowling when the second man picked up her tags carefully with the bandana and tugging them off her neck. Once he wiped the blood from them, he pocketed the tags and used the bandana to secure the tie in her mouth. “Don’t forget, we still gotta deal with him.” He said, nodding to Sasuke.
 
The other man scowled and kicked Sasuke lazily in the side of the head. “Wait your turn, we aren’t done with the whore yet.”
Amaya scowled and tested the ropes again, figuring if she used her full strength, she’d be able to break it- but at the cost of some serious rope burn.
 
She froze when he trained the gun on Sasuke, scowling softly but ultimately she couldn’t do anything without risking Sasuke.
 
The one standing before her went back to cutting her, leaving nothing untouched; arms, legs, chest, back. Even her face was left cut and bleeding.
 
“Christ, she really can’t feel a damn thing.. the freak..” The second man sat on the couch, his feet resting on Sasuke as he watched Amaya be tortured.

Megohime snuck away on her break to head into town, to one of the whore houses she had heard she could score TB at. It was a real hole in the wall place, out of the way and completely hidden in a back alley, but the more hidden the better. Entering the building she kept her head down, moving to the bartender and sliding cash across the table to him. “Heard you offer meds here.”
 
"What a weird fucking tag. A total let down." He huffed, before he moved away to dig through a bag they had left outside. He brought it in, holding up a pair of plyers as he moved back to Amaya. Sasuke gnashed his teeth, knowing that yelling and cursing wouldn't help.

He looked to the cash before taking it, "This won't get you a lot." He told her.
 
Amaya was partially blinded by the blood that had made its way into her eyes, watching the figure approaching her with a low noise.

“That’s fine.” Megohime nodded, glancing around. “Whatever it’ll get me.” She’d need to get more cash, but for now this would help tide her over.
 
He took the gag from her mouth and forced her jaw open, pushing the plyers to the back of her mouth.
"You don't need these, do ya?"

He nodded and moved to walk to the back, disappearing for the longest moments of Megohime's life before he came back.
 
She squirmed, trying to get pliers out of her mouth and shake off his firm grasp. “Fuck you.” Came out slurred around the pliers in her mouth.

Megohime perked up when he came back, feeling an overwhelming sense of relief from the anxiety that had been building.
 
He scowled and ripped her back moller straight from her mouth; root and all. He stepped back to admire his handiwork before tossing the tooth away.

He handed her a small vial barely enough for two doses.
"Here. This is all you get."
 
She let out a grunt, the force yanking her head forward as the tooth came out cleanly, the taste of blood filling her mouth. Before he could grab another tooth with the pliers, she spit the accumulated blood in her mouth at the man’s face, not thrilled to part with her teeth.

Megohime couldn’t help but be disappointed, but she took the vial and tucked it away into her breast pocket. “Thanks.” She muttered, turning to leave with her prize.
 
He grunted in disgust and wiped the blood from his face before moving to take another one of her back teeth, this time from the top.

When she returned, Kojurou was out looking for her. When he spotted her, he scowled faintly with worry.
"There you are. Where have you been?"
 
Amaya struggled a bit in the chair as she felt each tooth be freed from the socket, her breathing ragged from the shock her body was slowly going into from all the wounds.
One of the men picked up Amaya’s discarded teeth off the ground, pelting Sasuke with them to pass the time.

Megohime’s cheeks and nose were red from the cold, hands in her pockets. “I’m sorry I didn’t expect to be so long, I just went out for cigarettes, did something happen?”
 
"Knock it off, shithead." Sasuke hissed, glaring up at him.
"Pipe down, you're next." The man said, twirling the pliers gently.

"Cigarettes?" Kojurou repeated, sounding disappointed, but gave a sigh, "Nothing happened, but it was still concerning to see you missing.."
 
Amaya sat slumped in the chair when he didn’t have a hold of her, shock starting to set in more. Her head swam and her vision started to blur a bit, finding it increasingly hard to think. Blood dripped steadily from her mouth from the pulled teeth, dripping into her cut up shirt.

“Sorry, I just needed something to keep me going- and don’t start with me, I already know..” She muttered.
 
"Poor thing~ you're suffering, huh~?" He teased as he inched closer to Amaya.

Kojurou scowled gently at her attitude, "Excuse me?" He asked firmly.
 
Her tired eyes met his as he moved closer, her breathing growing uneven. Without warning she slammed her forehead into his nose, feeling it break against the force of her head.

Megohime stiffened noticably, wincing a bit. “Sorry, that came out wrong..” She apologized, bowing her head, worried he might actually reprimand her.
 
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