[BFF Verse - The ravens are all closing in / And there's nowhere you can hide]

[nyota_uhura24]

Uhura was in a good mood. The memory of yesterday's assignment, of all the fear in the Debulans' eyes, was enough to make her nearly giddy. It had been far too long since she'd had the opportunity to slowly create a blinding, debilitating fear, just as her father had taught her to.

There was only one thing that could ruin her excitement. Scotty. The moment she saw him, she had to fight the urge to clench her hands into fists, or to reach for her knife. Not the knife I want... She would get it back, of course, but it would take careful planning. The fail safe was most certainly a problem. She was certain that given enough time, killing him wouldn't even be necessary, even if it was the safest course of action. But thanks to the fail safe, murder was out of the question.

Instead she monitored the times at which he entered the code, laying down preparations and waiting for a day he entered it early in the morning, and then all would be well. Soon, she promised herself. He really ought to just give the knife back, and then all this could be avoided... Though she was too angry now to let the matter go, even if he did.

To her extreme annoyance, she realized that she and Scotty were headed for the same turbolift, but there was no way in hell she was going to turn tail and run, even if the sight of him did infuriate her. "Scotty," she drawled. "How lovely it is to see you, though I must say you were far more dashing with a scar on your cheek."

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He kept coming closer, kept shrinking the world around her. The walls would close in behind him, and they would be crushed if they didn't suffocate first. NO! I won't succumb to this! But it was already too late. She couldn't move to bring herself back to the moment. At his question her eyes widened. He knows... "NO!" she cried, shaking harder. She couldn't let him see this, couldn't let him realize what it was that was making her lose her grip on reality. No one was going to have that power over her again. No one. I won't be his next puzzle. "The only thing wrong is that I'm stuck here with you," she hissed, but even her voice was shaking now, and one of the knives clattered to the floor as she lost her grip on it. I need to do something. Now. From somewhere she dredged up the remains of her determination, her need not to give this power to anyone. She tightened her grip on the other knife and forced her arm to move so that she could press it into her other arm. Pain. Only pain will keep me here.

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She dropped her knife. He arched an eyebrow, settling down on his heels in front of her, and reached to pick it up, watching as she pressed her other knife to her own arm. "I know I'm frightenin', love, but I'm not that frightenin'." He sheathed his own knife, toying idly with hers, and leaned in a little closer, keeping his eyes on the knife on her arm. "What is it, love? Something's got you terrified. I can see it, love, in your eyes. You want tae run. You want tae hide." He spoke softly, hardly above a whisper, fascinated by this turn of events. "You can't run forever, love."

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He was so close, and normally it would mean an opening for attack, but she was paralyzed with terror. The room had shrunk until it only contained the two of them and the small space between them. She grimaced when he picked up her knife, hating that he had his hands on another one even if this one held no particular value other than the fact that it was a wonderfully sharp knife. She inhaled sharply as he murmured words that proved he knew just how terrified she really was. I want to run. I want to hide. He can't know. He can't know. It became a mantra, and she chanted it over and over again, pressing the knife more deeply into her skin so that red blood trickled down her arm. The room came back to her for a moment, but then it drifted out of focus. He was so close, and she wanted to strike at him but she felt herself withdrawing further against the wall, knees to her chest as she tried to make herself take up less space. She wanted to reply to his taunts, but she couldn't speak.