Kalim al-Asim (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
goldencharms) wrote2025-01-01 07:24 pm
goldencharms) wrote2025-01-01 07:24 pmEntry tags:
FOR INFY!!!
a post of voicetesting of JAMIL!!!!!!!! for infy
goldencharms) wrote2025-01-01 07:24 pm
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[ Kalim is distracted for a moment, but he still seems apprehensive about Jamil drinking the tea. But... everyone else is drinking it, and nothing's happened yet. So maybe he's overreacting...
He exhales softly. ]
A lot of people... Right now, there's Lilia, Silver, Cater, Idia, Floyd, Jade, and Rook. I don't know if they're targeting NRC or if... that's just how it is. There's a lot of people from all over here.
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[Jamil raises his cup and takes a deep breath of steam, slow and deliberate, calculating as he keeps an eye on their surroundings. No difference in scent that he can detect. A deep, measured sip, cup lingering against his lips to blatantly show his obedience to whatever LIER agents or cameras might be watching, gaze sharp and focused as he analyzes the drink and his own bodily reactions. The taste is what he would expect, the consistency and mouthfeel are fine, the color of the tea is normal. As far as he can tell, anything they've added is colorless, odorless, able to dissolve into hot tea perfectly without leaving any telltale traces behind.
Now, how does he feel? He feels..... fine, mostly. A gentle, lingering warmth spreading through him, more than he would expect from a simple tea. A subtle..... looseness, if he had to describe it aloud? His muscles feel a little less tense, his chest a little less tight, his mind a little less dark and tumultuous. Were he not paying such intense attention, would he have even noticed? Or would he have simply chalked it up to being relieved to be able to finally relax, after such a stressful transition? Still, his head doesn't feel "funny", as Kalim had described it. His thoughts are lucid. He has full control over himself, as he sets his cup back down on its saucer.]
There's some sort of fast-acting sedative I can't identify, but even drinking in moderation, it should still only be a mild dose. An attempt to keep us complacent, no doubt.
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You don't feel hot, do you?
[ he's concerned... after all, it took a minute for the first drink to work on him. But-- no, Jamil would know. He was drinking carefully. Now it was Kalim who was probably worrying too much.
But he can't help it. Conversations on "why" are forgotten as he focuses entirely on Jamil. ]
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[Not that he sounds particularly convinced there will be, knowing that there had been something that worked immediately..... But he'll keep an eye on it, won't he? Jamil certainly doesn't look like he intends to keep drinking just yet, at any rate. As long as Kalim knows not to partake, or at least knows the risks..... That's good enough, isn't it? Kalim will stay safe, just as he's meant to.
And him..... he can take it, easily. So far, at least, this drug is mild and benign enough to not even bat an eye over.]
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and then reaches out to pour himself a cup.
If it's safe enough for Jamil, it's safe enough for him. ]
Then they must not have anything too bad in it this time.
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[Why is Kalim always like this?! He doesn't need to recklessly disregard his own safety when he has a poison tester, does he? Ugh! If Kalim would just wait patiently and let him do his damn job--]
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Oh, there isn't enough sugar in this!
[ time to load it down. ]
I don't taste anything bad, so I think you were right! It's fine. And it isn't too bad of a blend!
[ but it isn't a great one, either. Still. now they can both enjoy tea as they talk. as he adds sugar, he continues, ]
It doesn't feel right to not drink with you! And you already said it was fine, right?
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[Oh, but he can, and he will. It's too late to argue now, isn't it? Whatever will happen, will happen. Jamil can't help but sigh, shaking his head. What are they going to do if they both get hit with something stronger, more delayed, more dangerous? They don't have any family doctors on call here like they do at the palace. And there's no Professor Crewel to quickly diagnose such a poisoning, like there is on campus.....]
You idiot..... The whole point of testing it in advance is to make sure at least one of us isn't incapacitated.
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But nothing happened. So we can keep talking like before!
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[But there's really no convincing a guy like Kalim, is there? Any attempted scolding is just going to go in one ear and out the other, as always. So..... Fine. Fine. He has no choice but to accept it, now that Kalim is already drinking too.]
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[ after all, Lilia's been taking good care of him, and more importantly, Lilia's got a wealth of experience from age that there was no way Kalim and Jamil could compete with. ]
But for now, you can relax. It's not that frightening here, most of the time.
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[Relaxing is the last thing he wants to do, if he's honest. Lilia hardly seems like the most reliable person to nurse anyone back to health, given the rumors he's heard.....
But it's anyone's guess if there actually will be any further effects from whatever they've been drugged with. He still doesn't feel any unnatural heat, or anything clouding his thoughts. Maybe they're just..... who even knows? Trying to forcibly pair-bond strangers for this twisted experiment they're running? It's a futile effort, if that's the case. After all, the two of them are already.....
He'd really rather not think too hard about it, when his head is hurting as it is.]
I'm not so sure we have the same definition of frightening, if everything they serve in public is tainted.
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And not everything is tainted. Ruby likes to get drinks from cafes and things like that, and sometimes I go with her! I just got really unlucky one time.
[ he shrugs, and that was probably more than he would've said a moment ago, but he doesn't seem too perturbed by it. He's more openly happy Jamil's there. ]
And after that, it didn't matter, since no one else could cook, especially after Riddle went back home! So I decided to try it, since I couldn't keep my promise to only eat your cooking if you weren't there.
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[Is he sure these cafe drinks aren't tainted routinely, if there's something in the tea today? Or is it that they just have sneakier, less lethal effects than Kalim has to worry about at home? Either way, mentioning a particularly "unlucky" day is clearly evidence enough that this place is dangerous, that they should be cautious.
Even that concern is momentarily distracted from, hearing that Riddle was not only seized, but has managed to escape their confinement. Without even taking the rest of them with him, or letting them in on the secret? He'd thought Riddle was more of an insufferable goody--ah, was more conscientious than that.]
Riddle went home? How?
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[ Kalim shrugs-- and then rests his cheek on the palm of his hand ]
I think it just happens sometimes.
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[That's..... that's in incredibly poor taste, if it's a joke. But Silver is far too earnest to joke about something like that, isn't he? Not so rigid as Riddle, perhaps, but serious and diligent, honest and capable, kind enough that he sometimes questions how Silver ended up in Night Raven College at all. No, if Silver claims he was here at one point before, then.....
He feels a little sick just contemplating the possibility, headache only worsening as he struggles to make sense of it all. Does he have amnesia? Was his memory altered with magic or a potion? How? Why? Had they let him go deliberately for some reason, or had he managed to escape? If he had escaped, why wouldn't he remember it? If they had released him for a purpose, then why? What else had they done to him that he can't remember? Why would they need him here again, if they had been satisfied enough with..... whatever they were doing to surrender him? What reason would there be to toy with him like this?
His can hear his heartbeat racing in his ears; Jamil takes another drink, tense all over again as he forces a surge of cold anger down. Whatever reason they may have for not wanting him to remember being taken previously, nothing good can come of letting them know he's aware of it now.]
Escaping a situation like this doesn't just happen at random.
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[ jamil was upset? Kalim can't quite make sense of the reaction, except that he feels guilty for doing that to him. perhaps not mentioning it at all was the right call. Kalim frowns, concern apparent in his face. And he stops rocking distractedly, straightens up ]
Are you upset?
[ the gears are trying to turn. he's trying to infer something. He's trying to communicate.
And instead, he gets up only to move and sit next to Jamil in the booth, leaning against him heavily without thinking about how that might be taken. ]
I'm sorry!
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[Might he have snapped at Kalim's sheer obliviousness, normally? Or pushed him away, at the very least? Instead, he's..... he doesn't know. Grateful, he guesses? The idea is horrifying in its implications, (not the least because of his own unique magic's capabilities) but better to know he's been deceived, manipulated, violated, controlled than to live in blissful ignorance. At least maybe he can try to figure out how to protect himself somehow, if he's aware of the danger.
Maybe he can figure out how to protect Kalim from this somehow, too. It's..... actually reassuring, having him so near. Can Kalim feel the way his heart is pounding, leaning against him like this? What a strange feeling, being so acutely aware of his own helplessness feeling frightening for once instead of absolutely infuriating. They're both still just teenagers, after all. What are they supposed to do against the sheer enormity of the disaster they've found themselves in?]
It's fine. Whatever they're doing to us, it's dangerous--far more dangerous than anything I'm capable of.
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Is the real problem that he's worried? That makes sense, Jamil always worries, even when doing so won't really help them... And yet, he knows that it isn't exactly unwarranted.
So, should he distract him? how?
He'd say they should leave but... this was important for Jamil. He needed a submissive to be contracted to, or else he'd get in trouble.
(the thought makes his heart ache, and so he immediately speaks instead) ]
Well, right now it's not so bad, right? And later, I can show you some of the nicer places to visit. Who knows, maybe it'll help you think clearer!
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He's overwhelmingly envious, even if it makes his blood runs cold.
He should learn from them, if he can--not only for the sake of escaping, (again?) but for his own personal growth as well. Just because he gets average marks in alchemy doesn't mean he's bad at it by any means--he'll just need to start seriously studying science, if he can slither his way into their captors' good graces enough to gain employment with them. All he needs to start with is a foot in the door somehow, so he can work towards gaining their trust.....
At least developing the first inklings of a plan means he has something to cling to, some rock to steady himself with as the storm rages around (and within) him. Far better to plan for the future, as the Sorcerer of the Sands would surely have done, rather than to make himself sick stressing out over hypotheticals.]
.....I suppose so. We'll just have to see, won't we?
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Where are you staying, by the way? I wanna visit as soon as possible!
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Calm down. Focus.
A steadying breath, and Jamil reaches into his pocket to pull out an engraved key. (Strange, he doesn't even think to grumble to himself about Kalim invading what little privacy he'll have.) He offers it over for Kalim to examine; if he's been here so long, he probably knows the building, doesn't he?]
It seems they've set aside an entire apartment building to serve as a dormitory of sorts. Every newly taken Dominant has been assigned a room there.
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You'll have to show me.
[ and also-- offering the key back. Jamil can't give him his only key-- Kalim already has a place to stay, after all. And he couldn't impose. ]
There was something similar for Submissives, but I didn't really stay there. Lilia found me and invited me over right away! So that's where I've been ever since!
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Good. Everything I heard suggested the Submissive accommodations are insecure and poorly appointed; we can take a look at my assignment, and I'll walk you home.
[After all, he'll need to know the way to Lilia's as soon as possible himself, if he intends to keep an eye on Kalim. He'll have to thank Lilia for making sure Kalim didn't have to brave these dangerous Submissive slums, won't he? Perhaps a meal will be good enough.]
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Sure!
[ he'd want Jamil to visit too. though, Lilia's place is pretty small... still, for visits it should be fine. ]
Oh, you should come for dinner!
[ he is absolutely going to attempt to cook for him. in fact, the way his eyes stare deeply at him implies he won't take no for an answer. ]
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