Feferi and Sollux (Pre-Honk) rated K+ (Based off of 'Prisoner' and 'Paper Plane')

== Be the yellow-blood

They call it purgatory. It's for people who have a chance to escape being culled. The highbloods who watch over them decide whether they deserve to live or not. There's no hope for me. But I don't care. I'm beyond caring, and was as soon as I got taken. I'm a mutant, there's no way I'll be set free.

They beat us, all of us. They test how we respond- if we fight back, you're a 'danger to society'. Just for the hell of it, I fight back until they restrain me. I've broken the main guard, Ampora's, nose 4 times now.

The one thing that keeps me fighting is a short amount of time, 20 minutes, of exercise we get a day. The others mope in the corner, play basketball with a slightly deflated ball, but I sit by the barbed-wire fence and pick grass, just to smell it.

That's where I am now, sitting by the fence, contemplating my fate. And waiting. Every day, around now, a girl walks by the fence.

Every day, I stare in wonder. She's gorgeous, long, silky black hair, falling at her waist, neck and hands littered with jewellery so intricate and colourful, contrasting with the plain white gown she's always wearing.

I've written her a note, folded into a paper plane. Maybe, if I throw it… she might read it…

'Hello.'

I don't get my hopes up, she should be afraid of me, she should run away and never come back. And yet… there she is.

She bends down to pick the flowers just beyond the reach of the fence, a cheerful smile gracing her already gorgeous features. A long smell of the flowers and she stands up, catching my eye. Now or never.

It lands in the grass beside her; she picks it up, opens it and reads it. Her smile grows and she waves as she walks away. It's only now that I catch sight of her neck. Gills. Oh… she's a Seadweller… that's… I got smiled at… by a Seadweller. I smile at her back until I can't see her anymore.

== Be the Royalblood

Every day I sneak out of the hospital to see my Moirail, Eridan. Shrug a jacket on over my white hospital gown. I get no light in my room, so without anyone knowing, I go and pick flowers behind the purgatory building where he works.

One prisoner is always there. From what I've subtly picked up from out of the corner of my eye, he has mismatched red and blue eyes… so much like the Psionic my Ancestor wrote about in her diary…

The flowers always smell good to me, even more than the grass or the fresh air that is seemingly never in my room. This is the one place where I'm happy.

I notice the prisoner watching me today, when I catch his eye, he throws a paper plane that lands beside me. F-for me?

'Hello.'

Wow. That's so… lovely. I smile back at him. I want to stay longer, but… they'll know I'm gone… With a polite wave, I turn around and slowly walk back. It's the only way I can walk.

,.,.,.,.,.,.,.

Two people, unhappy and out of luck, connected by a single paper plane.

Every day I see this boy. I've told him about the likeness of him and the Psionic and he told me about his powers, they're astounding really.

I still don't know his name, but that's fine, I'll find out soon.

The number of tubes I wake up connected to rises each day. Even walking's getting difficult. But I have to see him. My mystery prisoner. He's become all I think about, whether I'm conscious or not, my Moirail still visits me in hospital and I him, at work, but... I can't shake this new boy from my head.

I have no idea how many times I've read over his letters. They make my heart warm. Eridan never made me feel like that…

== Be the Prisoner

I tell her I'll be free one day. She believes me. She shouldn't. But when she's here, I feel like there's hope.

Every day since this started, her letters have been my only joy. Slumped against the cold, brick wall, I spent so many nights reading them over and over. My chest tingles and my smile won't fade. Is this love?

I don't even know her name, but I've never been bold enough to ask. We've never talked, only ever communicating through planes. I wish I knew her name…

Ampora caught me with one of my letters today. He tore it to pieces. I don't know if I've ever hit him so hard. It took 4 guards to hold me back and the flow of his snooty purple blood didn't stop for hours.

So here I sit, sobbing my mutant eyes out, knowing that I'll never get to read that letter again. It was my favourite; she'd placed a flower in it when she threw it over. My response kicked up flower seeds all around her that blew away in the breeze and made her look even more stunning than usual.

Surely she doesn't reread my letters, but reading them once is enough. I'll try my hardest to get out of here, so we can meet properly.

== Be the sick Highblood

I fell asleep with one of his letters today. When I woke up, it was in pieces all over my bed. Oh God… NO! I can't cry… I can't, the nurse'll notice, and then she'll find out why, know I've been leaving and stop it from ever happening again.

That can't happen!

I try to focus on other things, the new flowers in the vase by my bed, the kind that Eridan brings when he visits. He's been here recently… What if…?

His head peaks through the door, eyebrows set in a deep glare. He's never looked so scary. Why does he insist I don't see the boy? He says he's dangerous… but he's been nothing but nice to me.

,.,.,.,.,.,.,.

I feel as if I won't leave this place. I'm getting weaker every day and I can never bring myself to walk unless it's to see you. I won't visit Eridan today, I'll see him tonight anyway, I just need to see the boy.

I write my goodbye in a plane. I say I'll be going away for a little while. I'll be strong, so he doesn't worry. When I arrive, I force my usual smile onto my face, pick flower and put it in the plane, he grins as he dives to catch it. Antics like this would normal receive a chuckle from me.

His face falls as he reads it, and I can't take it anymore, with one last forced smile, I turn my back and hide my tears. I've only taken a step when I'm pulled up short.

"I'll wait for you!" I knew it was him who was calling, but I couldn't bear to look. "I'll get out and come looking for you! As long as I have your letters, I know we'll meet again!"

With one last glance back, I see him clawing angrily at the barbed wire, trying to push through it, yellow blood smeared over his skin.

I run, as fast as I can. I only barely get back into the hospital bed before I collapse from exhaustion. I can only get about half the tubes in before my hearing goes distant and my eyes close.

,.,.,.,.,.,.,.

I'm vaguely aware of Eridan yelling for nurses and holding my hand. I want to squeeze his hand back, tell him I'm alright. But I can't. My muscles just won't listen. It's fine. I'll be alright tomorrow, and then I can go and see him.

He'll be at that spot by the fence at the same time tomorrow, and I can sit and talk to him properly. Tell him my story, I won't be strong, but I'll be alright.

The heart rate monitor beeping is slowing, but it's fine, it's probably just my imagination. At least I hope it is. I only have one regret from life; I wish I knew his name.

I'll find out tomorrow, because I'll get better.

Right?

== Be the Purpleblood

As your Moirail's heart rate monitor goes flat-lined, you cannot stop the violet tears cascading down your cheeks. You spend all night holding her hand. No matter how many nurses try to pull you away, you won't let go. It went cold ages ago, but you have to keep it warm for when she wakes up.

You hate the mutant prisoner with all your might. You'll pay him a visit tomorrow.

== Be the prisoner

My time has come. A couple weeks ago, I wouldn't care about anything right now, I'd let them lead me to the culling chamber and just let go of life. But I'm mad now. When they woke me up, they restrained me as Ampora tore all my planes to pieces. I'm still crying so harshly.

I want to see her. I miss her. I can't die now. I want to hold her hand, I want to hear her voice, I want to see her smile one last time. I would at least like to know her name.