socrowdedinhere | (no subject)

*Breakdown....doesn't return when he said he would. McC and Khela come to visit, but Breakdown doesn't show up again. It's almost a week before Duke will see Breakdown again, and it's in the morning. He walks right up to the cage, grabs the door, and rips it off.*

Breakdown: Let's go, Duke. *in no hurry* You belong to me now.

Duke: */flinches/ in spite of himself...just kind of gapes for a moment* Breakdown, is everything all right?

Breakdown: *smirks* Nope, just been wanting to do that for a while now.

Duke: Thank you. *will shift to get up but . . . he's not moved in /three months/, the joints and various mechanisms in his legs - really in most of his body - have seized and become frozen, they need to be freed up . . . he /tries/ to get up, but...winds up just pitching forward onto his face*

Breakdown: */frowns/....and will haul Duke up and....right over a shoulder like a sack*

Duke: Ah! *starts to protest...or apologize...but just...goes quiet, letting BD - his new master - carry him, not like he really /could/ do any differently*

Breakdown: *walks away with him, once away a little bit* You'll be fixed up soon.

Duke: I appreciate it. Where did you go? What happened?

Breakdown: Things just didn't go as planned. Don't worry about it.

Duke: You're all right, at least...

Breakdown: Of course I am! *will step into an alley and put Duke down so he can slowly start working on getting his limbs to work*

Duke: .............. *nods, will let him do as he will*

Breakdown: *getting Duke to move, oiling joints as he does.*

Duke: *patient as he works, helps as much as he can*

Breakdown: *they’ll sit there for the next half hour, slowly getting Duke’s joints working again.* How’s that feel? Think you can transform?