Marc goes to snap his hand around Kylar's wrist when he's touched - the Dancer prevents it again, which leads to minor wrestling,
"Oh, you've got no idea how wrong I've got it, let's - " wait. His head twitches to the side. Fuck. "No -"
Marc feels something kick in, a chemical sedative, and explodes into motion, screaming and thrashing. He's trained to fight, Kylar's seen him calmly fight a hold before, but he's showing no sign of it at all. He's just screaming in wordless rage and pulling without thought or strategy, so hard that the Dancer has to reel out six more lines, that the joints in Marc's shoulders strain out of their sockets.
It flashes a card, reassuring Marc that it'll take care of Steven, which he does not have the brain power to comprehend or be reassured by at the moment, but will later really really appreciate when the hangover for this ends. Right now NO this is just like when they were thirteen NO NO NO -
"NO, YOU CAN'T MAKE ME -!"
Dancer catches him as his spine gives out and his head flops like a ragdoll even as the face contorts in rage. It takes a lot of bands, Marc no longer cares if he gets hurt as long as he can escape.
There's two ways the system can switch. One is the front naturally falling asleep, the other is the front being completely overwhelmed and pushed past what it can handle. The body survives even when Marc should be done. Broken, knocked out, or catatonic. That's how this works, that's how this is adaptive. That's why it's a survival mechanism, not just something debilitating.
A switch like this is technically safe it's just ... messy. Ugly. Gritted teeth, eyes rolling, almost a seizure.
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"Oh, you've got no idea how wrong I've got it, let's - " wait. His head twitches to the side. Fuck. "No -"
Marc feels something kick in, a chemical sedative, and explodes into motion, screaming and thrashing. He's trained to fight, Kylar's seen him calmly fight a hold before, but he's showing no sign of it at all. He's just screaming in wordless rage and pulling without thought or strategy, so hard that the Dancer has to reel out six more lines, that the joints in Marc's shoulders strain out of their sockets.
It flashes a card, reassuring Marc that it'll take care of Steven, which he does not have the brain power to comprehend or be reassured by at the moment, but will later really really appreciate when the hangover for this ends. Right now NO this is just like when they were thirteen NO NO NO -
"NO, YOU CAN'T MAKE ME -!"
Dancer catches him as his spine gives out and his head flops like a ragdoll even as the face contorts in rage. It takes a lot of bands, Marc no longer cares if he gets hurt as long as he can escape.
There's two ways the system can switch. One is the front naturally falling asleep, the other is the front being completely overwhelmed and pushed past what it can handle. The body survives even when Marc should be done. Broken, knocked out, or catatonic. That's how this works, that's how this is adaptive. That's why it's a survival mechanism, not just something debilitating.
A switch like this is technically safe it's just ... messy. Ugly. Gritted teeth, eyes rolling, almost a seizure.