chlorophylliac | 009 || Voice

009 || Voice

[Backdated about 1-2 days, to her release from Zero.]

[Private to T'Pol]

Where. Are. My. Plants.

[Private to Prefect]

Meet me on deck. I need you to let me into the Enclosure.

[Private to Erik, immediately after speaking to Prefect]

Where are you?

[OOC: TW - discussion of rape and torture.]

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[She could let him believe that, of course. If it was anybody else, she would. It would take nothing much to convince him that she's just misguided, that her problem is not her motivation but her methodology.

But she can't. Because she has a curiously honest relationship with Prefect, and she doesn't plan on cheapening it now.]

You're wrong.

[Prefect frowns, a few paces behind Ivy. The last time they spoke about her motives, he'd been fairly convinced of her beliefs. That she wanted to protect plants, and that she didn't believe in non-violent means being possible for achieving that.]

Then, why did you do it?

[Her voice is hard and cold.]

Because he tried to force himself on a woman living on board this ship. Nothing I could have done to him would have been punishment enough.

Was this enough?

[His voice is earnest, and the question's careful and sincere. Honestly, he doesn't think there is an objective 'enough', for what Ivy's talking about. Watching someone else suffer doesn't really satisfy any pain already inflicted. Closure is a promise that we make to ourselves, that experience never actually delivers on.]

[She scoffs.]

I don't deny that his blood is ultimately on my hands, and no.

Then what was the point? Did you think it would be, or did you know right from the beginning that it would be completely meaningless?

[Ivy rounds on him again, and the cold fury in her voice is starting to burn hot.]

He deserved it. It is not my responsibility to teach him a lesson, or dissuade him from his animal behavior, or try to change him. He deserved to know what it is to be hurt, humiliated and violated by someone stronger. And while I dearly hope he'll remember it the next time he thinks of putting his hands on another woman, it was not my intent to educate him. I did what I did to hurt him. And if that isn't enough of a point, then I can't say I'm sorry to have disappointed you.

Do you think that his actions change the meaning of your actions?

[Prefect doesn't sound angry, but he is insistent.]

He-- he tried to hurt, humiliate, and violate that woman, because he felt like it. Because he wanted to... to have sex, or to feel powerful, or whatever, and you did the same thing to him, because you were angry, and you wanted to make him suffer and feel week. You didn't do it for his victim, and you didn't do it for... for whoever his next victim might be, and you didn't do it because you thought it would change anything, and you didn't do it because you thought that it was just. You just did it because he made you angry and you felt like it so no, I don't think it's enough of a point.

I just think, he felt like doing a horrible thing, so he did it, and then you felt like doing a horrible thing, so you did it, and any credit you give yourself for having done it is too much because at the end of the day it was just some thuggish, pointless atrocity just like everything else that happens here!

HOW DARE YOU PRESUME TO TELL ME WHY -

[She throws up her arms, and around her, the world explodes into life. Every seed fallen to earth, every tiny shoot - they all burst into root and leaf, undergoing years' worth of growth in seconds. The network beneath her feet, and Prefect's, becomes so dense so suddenly that the ground rises and cracks.]

How DARE you compare me to him!? You know nothing about me, you have no right to know, you have NO RIGHT TO JUDGE ME -

[She advances on him, and in the absence of vines strong enough to throw him, she backhands him hard enough to take him off his feet.]

[He hits the writhing ground hard, and half twists away automatically. The booming, twisting mass of life beneath him sends a thread of panic through him, and he almost jerks to his feet again to get away from it. He controls himself though and instead stays down, bowing his head slightly.]

I'm sorry. I know it isn't the same, and I know you aren't like him.

[Because... okay, arguing really really isn't going to help here, and he probably hadn't phrased that well at all.]

But if you tell me that you tortured someone to the point of suicide, just because you wanted them to suffer-- Sister, it's a monstrous thing to do. It's a terrible thing to have done.

[She can hear his voice, and she can hear the forest and the rush of her own toxic blood in her veins and it's all too much. She wants to scream. She wants to hurt him just so she can watch him bleed. She wants the ground beneath his feet to open up and swallow him whole.

She just wants someone to understand without having to be told. But the only person ever to have been in that position used that understanding to betray her. To send her here.]

I'm aware.

[Didn't she used to be someone else, once?

Didn't she used to be more than this?]

I want you to leave.

I don't think I can leave you entirely alone in here, but I can go wait by the door until you're ready to go.

[He shifts back slightly, moving away from her without rising.]

I won't speak to you when you want to come out, if you don't want me too.

[She makes a sound of utter disgust, and finally the ground goes utterly still beneath them.]

Don't bother. The last thing I need is a reminder of how reliant I am on your charity.

[She doesn't quite stamp on him on her way past, but she walks close enough to make it clear that she has the idea in mind.]

It isn't charity. I enjoy your company.

[Still, he gets up and trails a few paces behind her, giving her enough space that she can feel alone.]

[It's not enough. She stops, seething with pheromones like she's wielding something blunt and heavy.]

Stay. Here.

[He stops immediately, then sinks down to sit on the floor. Just confirmation that when she starts walking again, he won't follow.]

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