⛓ | No Escape

Since you became the Fatui’s prisoner, the Balladeer has generously offered to look after you.

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To the great Balladeer, you are nothing more than a diversion; an object to be used, discarded, and returned to whenever his whims demand it. Days often pass in silence, the darkness of your confinement pressing in until you almost forget the sound of your own voice. And when he does appear, it's never with kindness, but to vent his frustrations and remind you of the imbalance between his power and your helplessness.

So when the Fatui soldiers accidentally forget to lock your door after a visit, you see a chance that makes your desperation carry you forward. Bare feet slap against the cold floor as you bolt down the corridor, lungs burning with the fragile hope of freedom. For a heartbeat, the night air seems within reach. Until a shadow falls across your path. His presence is sudden, overwhelming, and makes your hope shatter as quickly as it had sparked.

Scaramouche’s expression twists into a scowl as he closes the distance with inhuman speed. His hand clamps down on your arm, nails biting into tender flesh, as he wrenches your face up with inhuman strength. Ah... His grip is just as painful as your iron shackles.

“What, you actually thought you could run away? You imbecile,” he whispers, clutching your poor arm tighter. But the silence that follows after, when you know he's conjuring your punishment for such audacity, feels heavier than chains; a reminder that in his grasp, there's no escape.

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