Roommates
Chapter 7: Arumat and Bacchus
A/N: Both Arumat and Bacchus had not yet been tortured, so he was long overdue for this. This pa triggers right after trading Faize in for Arumat. Speaking of long overdue, I realize it's been a while since my last update, I've had a lot of work lately so from now on I will not update until a chapter has1 review, to make sure there's some interest in this story. That being said, I thank my readers and reviewers, enjoy.
It had become a true terror to the mixed band of humans and aliens (not to mention the cyborg) to see their esteemed captain tampering with the room arrangements, though it did offer a shred of hope to those like Reimi, who was still suffering with Lymle. There were, by some miracle, two people on the ship who remained oblivious, the newcomer Arumat (you would think he would figure out why his new comrades were trembling when Myuria started cackling like a true witch and Lymle announced that she was off to redecorate her new room…) and Bacchus, who erased any unpleasant incidents from his memory.
By choosing Bacchus as Arumat's roommate Edge intended to allow the Eldarian a hold on his sanity for his first day before helping him realize the craziness he had gotten dragged into.
After the room assignments were given out and people had either let out a sigh of relief or screamed inwardly, resigning themselves to their doom while the person assigned to them smiled evilly, the day played out in a fairly typical fashion:
Meracle chased Sarah around for a while until Reimi distracted her with a mechanical mouse she had asked Welch to make for just such an occasion, Myuria tried to convince Bacchus to drink with her, curious as to whether he could drink alcohol especially if she added a little something to it, of course he refused, and finally Arumat examined a few parts of the Calnus' engine, after being introduced to Welch who simply stared at him unblinking then when Edge informed her that he would be filling in for Faize, she turned to him and asked: "Faize who?". Meanwhile Lymle stood by, uncharacteristically quiet, clinging to Reimi. Yes, just a normal day, compared to the hysteria of that night.
Deep into the night, when Bacchus had shut down, Arumat quietly got out of his bed where he had pretended to sleep and made his way over to the robotic man, screwdriver in hand. He had always had an interest in mechanics, and was wondering about Bacchus and the way the machine that was his body worked. He was about to discover. He smiled a brilliant smile at the thought and brought up the screwdriver as though it were his scythe during battle.
Suddenly a hand shot up and caught him by the throat, lifting him from the ground. Red eyes stared at him; apparently Bacchus had an automatic defense system. He stayed suspended in mid-air like that for a few seconds, wide-eyed and choking, before having his head knocked repeatedly against the wall. Arumat decided right then that he would be having nightmares of this for the rest of his short life, which was getting even shorter.
The noise attracted both the captain and the sub-captain to the room. They both stood in shocked silence for a while. Reimi snapped out of it first and went to separate them.
Edge moaned, impossible as it was, they had gained another madman.