[Reintro of sorts] Insane, with long intervals of horrible sanity

[longlasting]

Adam Brooks is one for following the rules.

Not the inherent rules set out by law enforcement and people he is far above, no. Those are all based on an unwavering idea of morality that Adam refuses to see as productive. No, he's one for following the rules his mind has constructed in order to further himself towards a goal. These are rules that are based on his observations of the world around him, ones that make sense and help him make sense to others.

The rules help him look like a normal person. They're honestly quite helpful in a place like this, where Adam doubts his appearance would be taken well. Barnaby certainly hadn't taken it well, but Adam couldn't imagine any scenario where he would. It's not everyday your brother comes back from the dead, after all. That is, regrettably, a rule Adam has had to break.

But other rules have been easier to follow. They remind him to remove Barnaby's clothes so he can wear them as a disguise, without anyone asking about any regrettable blood stains. They remind him to walk like his brother and talk like him instead of screaming for revenge. He is cautious and careful.

Kotetsu will be found first. He needs to check on him and gain his trust immediately, so that he has someone to back him up. To laugh off his strangeness towards other prisoners in this strange castle as social ineptitude. Toshi will be found afterwards, with Kotetsu still at his side. He doubts his disobedient slave will rebel for a second with Kotetsu already in his grip. He'll be sweet and kind to both of them, just as Barnaby would. Follow the rules. Soon enough his opportunity will come to strike.

So those who are around the hallways may see someone very much like Barnaby walking over to his room, straightening his clothes before peering inside in his search for Kotetsu.

After his reunion with his dearest partner and the android made in his image, 'Barnaby' will be all over the castle. He adores the library as much as he always has, and seems to have picked up cocking as well. He is deliberately careful to stay quiet and calm, so only those with a sharp eye will notice anything strange. For example, that bunch of berries from the garden can't be used as an ingredient in his soup, right? They're poisonous... Some may find it odd to find him coming out of the armoury with a crossbow, or practicing violin in the music room.

Or perhaps you may catch him wandering up the stairs leading down to the basement late at night. What would he be doing down there? Surely it's not a bad thing to ask.

((Okay, let's see if I can get this asshole to cooperate with me this time! Adam Brooks is impersonating his brother, Barnaby, and will be friendly to most everyone he runs into, if a little forgetful. Should anyone notice his odd behaviour, though, he may be forced to do something not so nice... so a trigger warning for possible character mutilation and death in here, as well as psychological mindfuckery which happens with a character like Adam. Should you not want him to tag you, please message this account to let me know!))

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[darkerstripes]

Adam has already reached peak velocity of intimidation. Toshi fears nothing else in the universe more, as much as he hates it. He doesn't want this to be true, doesn't want to feel as if his fear could rip him apart at the seams just from seeing Adam, but here he is. All his progress and recovery from being away from his Master... gone. Out the window in a single moment.

The fact that Adam is covering up his rage so carefully and thoroughly only has Toshi more frightened. Stupid he thinks. Stupid, weak, useless.. The voice in his mind is not his own.

He doesn't know what to say. He had an answer, but it died on his lips as soon as Adam tacks that little addition on. The sight of Adam's eviscerated, bleeding body takes over his perceptions, and he can't quite fight it away until he's touched. The hand around his waist.

Even now, with all his fear and hatred, Adam still has a very different affect on the android's body. Or perhaps not so different after all, physiologically speaking. Perhaps it's old programming that could never quite leave, perhaps its more mental than that. Either way, his body still craves Adam's touch like a heroin junkie, and it remembers that as soon as it gets it. Toshi is torn between bristling in disgust and leaning into the touch. He makes a very soft sound of distress.

That's when it hits him: Adam was dead. This is his Adam, returned from death to the castle, and he remembers it. Too many responses, all warring within him, utterly prevent him from speaking.

[longlasting]

Toshi looks so deliciously terrified, looks like his systems may grind to a halt just from the mere threat of his master being here. Adam certainly savors that, making sure not to give him any sort of relief. The smile remains plastered on his face, his touch is gentle and just what Toshi wants. He knows how much H-13 still craves him. He knows he’s desperate. That adoration will never be completely gone, and Adam won’t ever let it fade as long as Kotetsu remains even slightly out of his grip.

He pulls Toshi closer at the soft sound of distress, his hand moving up to Toshi’s hair. Even as his calm smile remains, his fingers thread in the strands and tug. The movement is meant to be both threatening and arousing. He knows H-13 is built to withstand and desire pain.

“Come now, H-13. I know this must be a shock, but I’m a very busy man with not a lot of time to waste. Care to explain to me why I am here, in front of my dearest murderer again?”

[darkerstripes]

Toshi feels as if ice was coated to his wires, running all over under his skin throughout his whole system. He feels hypersensitive as Adam's touch wanders, still so gentle. He wants more, he feels the craving for it, and it makes his throat swell up. No. No no... He squeezes his eyes shut for a moment, squeezing tight, especially against the soft way Adam's fingers touch his hair, at first.

Until he's yanked down and back. His eyes snap open as he gasps, the sharp pain triggering a twitch of pleasure. He swallows hard.

"Please... I d-don't know. None of us do." Dearest murderer. He shouldn't feel pain and guilt at that. It shouldn't hurt. It does. "People just arrive, from all kinds of times and places. I... I didn't know they could come here after death, but..." But even if he doesn't know it, there are those like that here. "E-even Kotetsu, Barnaby, and I were all from different times..." And they from a place with no Toshi in it, but he doesn't want to admit that.

[longlasting]

Adam hums some tuneless song as he continues gently touching, stroking his arm, rubbing a shoulder, leaning close enough that his warm breath ghosts against Toshi’s neck. He enjoys watching the struggle, but he’s certainly getting bored. He’d much rather have answers, but Toshi fails to provide them. He sighs.

“So disappointing, H-13. But at least that explains why Barnaby didn’t seem to recognize someone so important to him. You must have had quite the meltdown when they failed to remember you. Once again, you failed to protect them. And even if you claim to be so selfless, I’m sure it hurts… being so unloved.”

His hand moves down to Toshi’s thigh, rubbing up and down.