ᴅɪᴠɪɴᴇ ɪɴᴛᴇʀᴠᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴ || il dottore

|chapter 4|

-dottore made the decision to bring y/n back to his base-

hours later y/n woke up in an unfamiliar environment. her head hurt to the point it made her nauseous. she sat up and looked around. she was laying on some sort of dissection table. as she studied her surroundings she saw many trinkets along with tools, machinery and a bunch of bottles with presumably toxic chemicals inside. she tried to get up but she was in too much pain. the last thing she could remember was defeating a ruin guard, then her vision went dark and she collapsed.

the door opened and she pretended to still be passed out. some metallic metal noises were heard from the other side of the room, then glass shattered on the floor. a loud sigh echoed through the room, then a quiet "dammit" was heard.

y/n was getting bored so she sat up and watched the man try to clean up the glass. she reluctantly walked over and tapped him on the shoulder.

"oh, you're finally awake."

"how long have i been here, exactly-?"

"hmm about... 6 hours? give or take."

"oh.. well uhm"
she didn't know what to say, she was wondering if she should be nice to the man. but he was fatui. from past experiences, the fatui can never be trusted.

"so you're not going to thank me? i could have left you out there to be found by someone less desirable."

"bold of you to assume i think you're desirable.."

"awe.. my feelings are hurt. i think you bruised my ego..." the man obviously faked a frown.

"... if there is a way for you to prove to me that you can be trusted, i might consider thanking you."

"well when you were still asleep, i was bringing you some medicine. i assumed your head would hurt so i decided to be nice. but it's on the floor now."
he gestured to the broken bottle on the floor, he also had a spoon in his hand.

"...do you not know how to clean up glass?"

"of course i do. i just currently don't have anything to clean it up.."

"move." she gently pushed the man out of the way, then proceeded to pick up the glass. she placed the shards in her hand.

the man watched her pick the glass up, then stood up and walked off.

"you still haven't told me your name." the man asked while messing with some other stuff in the room.

"why do you want to know? and why should i tell you?" the woman said while finishing picking up the glass.

"well first, i would like to know your name so i have something to refer to you as. and second, your name can count as payment for me helping you." he turned around and gestured to a trash can that she could throw the glass in.

y/n thought for a moment, "should i tell this man my name?" she thought. when she finally came to a decision.

"my name is [codename]. what's yours?"

(my friend made me change the name "arabella" to codename 😭😭)