Early in the morning...

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

Marty is roughly shoved into Room 212 and falls to the floor. He still has the black bag placed over his head and his hands are tied behind him.

He's not sure where exactly he was last night, and who it was who violated him in most private way did those things to him.

Luckily his door was left open, so if anyone would be nice enough to untie him, he'd greatly appreciate it.

Just don't expect him to talk about it.

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[demonbelthazor]

Belthazor happened to be walking down the hall on the second floor when he heard a loud thump. He rounded the corner and saw the door to room 212 was wide open. Curiously, he peered inside and saw the bound and hooded figure on the floor.

"Huh. I wonder what's up with this," he said, mostly to himself, nudging the body on the floor with his foot.

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

Several grunts come from the gagged and hoodded Marty. Whether or not they tranlate to "Help me! I'm tied up!" or a string of curses that would make a sailor blush would take a very trained ear.

Marty flails on the floor a little.

[demonbelthazor]

Crouching down, Belthazor pulled the hood off Marty's head. "What the hell happened to you, man?" he said, unable to hold back a laugh when he saw Marty's face. He loosened the gag.

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

Marty scowls.

"Let's just say I had a close encounter with the very uncomfortable kind. Think you could untie me? I can't feel my hands at the moment."

[demonbelthazor]

"Close encounter?" Belthazor repeated, still grinning. "Were you abducted by aliens?" He lowered his voice and added in a sympathetic tone, "Did they probe you? Do you want me to take you to the clinic?"

[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

Rory's just on her way to classes when she hears voices in the room that she knows is Marty's.

She sticks her head in. "Marty? Everything...oh. Um. Good morning."

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

Just wonderful.

Marty struggled trying to the plastic ties off his wrist.

"Hi Rory. Lovely day isn't it? Have you met Belthazor? Oh... And if it isn't too much trouble... Somebody untying me would be *nice*!"

Probed would be one way of putting it.

[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

Rory arched a brow. She gave Belthazor a smile, and turned her attention back to Marty.

"Lovely day indeed. Why are you tied up?"

[chasingangela]

Angela has gone down to the second floor looking for Marty, who she hasn't seeen in ... too long.

The whole bound and gagged thing? Not what she expected.

"Marty -- Oh my god. Is there anything I can do?

[chasingangela]

"Cole? What's going on?"

[demonbelthazor]

"I just found him like this," Belthazor said, not registering immediately that she'd called him by his human name. "He said something about a close encounter. Alien abductions around this place wouldn't surprise me."

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

"Hi. Still tied up. No feeling in my hands. Feel free to untie me at any time. Really."

[chasingangela]

"He would get abducted by aliens," Angela muttered. "If anyone could find a way? It would be Marty."

She grimaces sympathetically. "Did you find him like this?"

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

"What? Are you kidding me? *All* the kids are doing it these days. It's a thing. So... you know. How are you? Good. Great. Untie me."

[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

Rory rolled her eyes.

"Why are you tied up, Marty? I'll untie you when you answer that."

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

"Um. Sitting right here. Aliens thing was sarcasm. Still tied up. Hello? Anyone listening?"

[demonbelthazor]

"Face down with a bag over his head," Belthazor said gravely. "It...wasn't pretty."

[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

Rory shrugged in response to Angela's question.

"He was like this when I got here, anyway. And he won't say what happened."

[chasingangela]

"I think Rory is right. I kind of want to hear the story behind this one first," Angela says. "I mean, did you get attacked by another imaginary gremlin? Because I didn't knwo they had opposable thumbs."

[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

"A bag oer his head?" Rory asked, perplexed. "What - like, so he couldn't see where he was going, or to suffocate him?"

[chasingangela]

Angela considers Rory and Belthazor's answers. "He seems okay, anyhow. I mean, once we untie him. But I wish he would say what happened."

[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

Rory nods, her brow creased. "This is...not right."

Something occurs to her abruptly. "Marty, you do remember what happened to you, right?"

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

It involves Me, someone who sounded like Dean Bristow and stirrups. Do you really want the details?

Marty scowls at everyone. "You know if one of you were tied up? I'd be untying you. Unless I tied you up for... oh that's to much. even for subtext. Because that's the kind of guy I am. No questions. No talks about probing. Just untying."

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

Marty sighs. "Fine. I was rousted out of bed, had a bag thrown over my head and then there was a lot of questions and general unpleasantness. Can I be untied now?"

[chasingangela]

Angela has been having the same thought. "You don't think the person who hurt Kitty ... but they would finish the job, right? Not just dump him here."

She shudders, then moves to address Marty. Okay, we'll untie you," she says crouching next to him and inspecting the bonds.

She looks up. "It's pretty tight -- should we try to untie them, or just get a knife?"