| http://th03.deviantart.net/fs71/PRE/f/2012/113/6/3/control_room_by_m3_f-d4xaiip.jpg This is where the ISG maintains their Control Room, where they watch over the entire city. Transactions, crimes, criminals and even the Slums are completely overwatched by the ISG, that are always seeing the cameras and watching the cities' actions. Imanos is secure as long as the Control Room is up and running. This location has restricted access. Only those who serve under the Mayor's command are able to enter. |
| Through me the way is to the city dolent; Through me the way is to eternal dole; Through me the way among the people lost. Justice incited my sublime Creator; - Divine Comedy, Inferno, Canto III. |
| Walking through the halls of the ISG Command Center, Arthas was wearing the same usual blank expression while reading a book. As he walked, many people bowed their heads and showed their respect. His aim was towards the Command Room, where everything was overwatched on Imanos. As he walked inside the room, all the workers inside looked towards him and continued their work right after. The man currently responsible for the Command Room came to talk with him. "Sir, it is a pleasure to have you here. How can I help you?" The man asked, extremely polite with his words. However, Arthas' blank expression remained the same as he answered. "Yes, I want to know more about this... 'Rogue Company'..." Arthas said, having his eyes fixated on the man. The man looked away slightly as he prepared an answer. "It is a... 'Company' of Phase Walkers united with some very well-trained ex-millitary, sir. Currently, we have no ideia why they have betrayed us, but we have some thoughts about it. Maybe you should speak with the Advisors." The man said to Arthas, who nodded slowly and turned his back to the man, walking out of the room and towards Keel's Workplace. |
| Through me the way is to the city dolent; Through me the way is to eternal dole; Through me the way among the people lost. Justice incited my sublime Creator; - Divine Comedy, Inferno, Canto III. |
| Nautilus was walking towards the command center to find out if he has been assigned to anyone particular job. He was walking looking up at the lights, before returning to his attention to his path in front of him, he almost walks into the mayor, as he side steps and salutes, saying "Good day, mayor" |
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| Arthas did not wasted his time with the boy, he simply took a quick glance at him and nodded. "Indeed it is a beatiful day on Imanos, agent." He said in a quiet tone as he walked towards the Millitary Wing of the Command Center. His steps were calm as he walked slowly towards his favorite hunter... Jaeger. Reaching the Millitary Wing, he openned the door to Jaeger's especial barracks, a place where his soldiers and he would stay. "Have any of you seen Jaeger?" The mayor asked in a calm and blank tone, just as his expression showed. |
| Through me the way is to the city dolent; Through me the way is to eternal dole; Through me the way among the people lost. Justice incited my sublime Creator; - Divine Comedy, Inferno, Canto III. |
| Nautilus continues on Into the command center and salutes the man in charge before asking "Sir, where am I to be assigned?" , still in a salute looking forward, and waiting for his assignment. His face still, eyes unmoving, and the blinking of his eyes only happens every few seconds. His thoughts on the other hand, had roamed to the possibility of jobs and assignments as he was a skilled fighter. |
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| Jaeger's bodyguards were speaking among themselves until they were silenced by the opening of the door and appearance of the mayor. The ones sitting almost immediately stood. They didn't salute but stood at a firm attention, they normally didn't even salute to Jaeger for whatever reason. "In his office sir." One guard told him, tilting his head slightly at the office door. Jaeger was sitting at his desk, doing paperwork mainly and looking over reports. This was probably the most boring part of the job, though he didn't seem to mind nor did he ever complain. He merely worked diligently and silently as he normally did. |
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| Arthas knocked before opening the door and looking towards Jaeger. He took a few steps foward and sat on the chair on front of Jaeger's desk with the same emotionless expressions. "Hello Jaeger... You seems to be handling your responsabilities very well. As you always are. Well, I'm here because I want to know who are these 'Rogue Company' warriors. I've been hearing quite a lot about them. Ex-military, Phase Walkers... Care to enlighten me on the situation?" He asked with a calm tone, laying his book over the desk. The book was actually a top secret file, showing pictures of what the Rogue Company was doing. Though it only seemed like petty vandalism, they had destroyed all the statues of Imanos involving the Mayor. The Mayor took his image very harshly, this would not go unpunished. The man looked towards Nautilus with a smile. "Oh, Nautilus. What's up? Came to get some jobs? Come with me, I'll give you something." The man said with the same smile, walking towards one of the workers of the Command Center's Intel Collection. |
| Through me the way is to the city dolent; Through me the way is to eternal dole; Through me the way among the people lost. Justice incited my sublime Creator; - Divine Comedy, Inferno, Canto III. |
| He lowers his arm and follows suit, the Command center was nothing new to him, it was all to familiar as he frequented the place for jobs, and Intel. he then says "Thanks, sir" |
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| Jaeger gave a light nod at that, then paused from his paperwork to glance at the file before quickly continuing to sign off on reports and such. "They do not seem to be very numerable, nor do they possess any notably powerful Phase Walker or Ex-military personnel." He began calmly. "Though, if we allow them, they will grow. During one of their first 'attacks', and I use the term lightly, they took out a small patrol, quickly enough that the patrol didn't have time to respond. I sent one of my Bodyguard units and some men to investigate. They entered into a firefight with the criminals and eliminated most of the strike force. They probably do not want a repeat so are resorting to minor defiant acts such as this." |
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| Arthas united joined his hands as he looked towards Jaeger with an impatient expression. "I don't fear them now. The ISG has control over the entire city. What I fear is the fact they are able to disrupt our systems. Jaeger... Have you ever heard of the 'Time Eraser'? A powerful type of Phase Walker that was dicovered recently. According to some of our scientists, they are able to accelerate and even stop time. However, one of them used this 'Rogue Company's' virtual attack to escape from the laboratories. Find her, Jaeger... She's a vital part of our research." He said as he got up, leaving the file of the young girl over Jaeger's desk, walking towards the exit of the room. "Oh, also, don't get your boys into this. I want her alive..." He added, leaving the room and walking towards his quarters. Leading him towards the list of jobs, the man kept his smile showing Nautilus what they had to offer. Right now, the jobs seemed to be very peaceful. Nothing noteworthy was on the list. |
| Through me the way is to the city dolent; Through me the way is to eternal dole; Through me the way among the people lost. Justice incited my sublime Creator; - Divine Comedy, Inferno, Canto III. |
| Nautilus sighs looking over the list , and says "Is there anything you could rig me up with other than this list?", taking a second look at it, there's nothing of interest to him. he pinches the bridge of his nose between his index finger and thumb. he then looked over it a third time, waiting for the commanders answer. |
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| Jaeger looked up at the mention of this 'Time Eraser'. He calmly listened to the mayor as he spoke, analyzing his words. After he left, he stood up, picking up the file and examining it as he walked out, his four main bodyguard looked to him as he appeared from his office. "New target, Boss?" A man sitting down with a sniper rifle next to him and a gruff voice spoke. All his bodyguards had a full body black suit of armor designed to give good protection while still allowing maneuverability. This one had the standard suit except with red splattered across it, mainly on the chest and helmet, resembling blood splatters. "Yes, Sev. However, I am going to retrieve this one." He spoke to them. Another of the Bodyguard who had yellow markings and stripes on the arms and legs spoke up. "Really? You sure about that Boss?" He questioned, this one more upbeat. "He's probably got his reasons. Don't worry about it, Scorch" The third of the men spoke, this one with green markings across his suit, causing the yellow marked one, or 'Scorch' as he was called, to shrug. |
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| The commander's eyes turned around. He took a quick glance around the room before he pulled Nautilus a little closer. He spoke in a soft whisper. "Here..." He said, giving Nautilus a file with the same information about the Time Eraser. "Be careful though... I heard that the Mayor's main Hunter is on this girl. If you find her first, he'll be pleased." The commander said, turning away from Nautilus and sitting back on his chair as he talked with another person. This was his way of saying 'good-bye'. |
| Through me the way is to the city dolent; Through me the way is to eternal dole; Through me the way among the people lost. Justice incited my sublime Creator; - Divine Comedy, Inferno, Canto III. |
| Nautilus walked out of the command center and was mumbling to himself "Was this really okay for him to hand this to me?", the file in hand he opens it and looks down out at info, "hmm a girl, that has this..." he mumbles trailing off, "No wonder, this is labeled top secret" is an addition to his previous statement as he closes the folder and continue walking toward the armory to get ammunition for gambol shroud. |
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| Jaeger already had his weaponry equipped and headed out of the command center without another word. Scorch stared at the empty doorway for a few moments. "Um... Okay... He seem more stoic than usual? No?" He questioned to the others only for The green marked one to slap the back of his helmet. "Ow.. What, Fixer?" He questioned him. "If the Boss wants to talk he'll talk. If he doesn't it means we're better off not knowing." Fixer lectured him. Sev merely shook his head at the two, chuckling softly as he returned his attention to his rifle. |
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| arriving at the armory Nautilus asks the quarter master fro non lethal ammunition and makes his exit. As he leaves he is switching the lethal out for non lethal in gambol shroud, and mutters "I guess i'll need to be careful to not inflict to much injury". Thinking to himself 'Best guess it's time to go talk to old friends in the slums" as he leaves the command center |
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| Jaeger arrived back at the Command Center with Rin following him. The guards were cautious of her however let them both in without hesitation due to Jaeger's rank and renown. Once inside he turned and started heading towards his own barracks, upon entering through the door his three main bodyguard appeared to be arguing about... something. Clearing his throat took their attention away from their argument and towards Jaeger and more specifically Rin. |
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| She shyly looked down at her computers and continued to eat Pocky. "Umm.. hi.. I guess.." She mumbled holding her computers tighter. The stares of the bodygaurds made her very uncomfortable. |
| "Uh, Bossman... Why is there a little girl with you?" The yellow marked one questioned. "This is Rin, she is going to be staying in the barracks as part of a deal I made with her. She gave me information, we are going to give her protection." Jaeger answered him. "The yellow marked one is named Scorch, the green is Fixer, and the red is Sev. Those are there codenames and not real ones obviously. If you need anything and I am unavailable you can ask one of them." He told her. Sev only gave a slight nod as a greeting, going back to his rifle immediately after. Fixer looked back and nodded before going back to his work on a console and Scorch merely gave a thumbs up to her. |
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| "Nice to meet you." She mumbled looking up slightly. S he ignored the creepy guy giving her a thumbs up. 'Pedophile..' She thought. Rin nodded and walked over to Fixer. "Whatcha working on?" She asked curious. "That looks pretty cool. What's it for?" |
| Scorch looked questioningly to Sev to which he responded without looking from his rifle. "Probably thinks you're a pedophile." He commented bluntly. "What? Out of all of us, why am I the pedophile?" He retorted and the two proceeded into another argument while Fixer ignored both of them. "Just running some diagnostics and pulling out any information I can about the Insurgency from the database." Fixer told her. "Please continue to do so. In a short while we will be heading out to continue the assignment I was on." He ordered them. All three tensed up slightly before continuing what they were doing. They knew how rare it was for Jaeger to lose his prey. |
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| Rin noticed them all tense up. "Is everything ok?" She asked looking at the three. She sat down and pulled out her computers. Easily hacking through the passcodes she began to find out more about the RC. She hummed and took out her headphones. She looked over to sev holding Picky. "Want any?" |
| "Bossman's the best hunter for the ISG." Scorch told her as he went into his office. "When he doesn't catch his target on the first try... Well... It usually means that there's a large threat standing in the way." He explained to her, going to check his gear consisting of all heavy weaponry. "That's impossible. I already told you about the Rogues footsoldiers when I engaged them in that patrol a while back. They're not even worthy of being called prey. But if one of them managed to fend off Jaeger... I may have a good hunt after all..." Sev doted off, starting to chuckle maliciously to himself. "Uh... Sev... Ya' know ya' creep me out when ya' chucklin' like that..." Scorch responded but it fell on deaf ears. Sev glanced to Rin before shaking his head calmly and going back to his rifle. |
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| "You mist be talking about Thane. According to my research he's the only main threat. His right hand though could be trouble. I heard these two merchants talking about Thane being able to take away luck. But I'm sure that's not true." She said looking up from her computers. "Thane could have a part in why your boss couldn't catch the chick." She said setting one computer aside and went to grab another. |
| "So there is worthy prey..." Sev started to chuckle once more. A blade extended from his wrist and he began to sharpen it while chuckling to himself. "The hunt is on..." He spoke to himself. Scorch's sweat dropped at this. "Seriously... and she thought I was creepy...?" He questioned himself. "Thane huh?" Fixer questioned, looking into the database for any information. "We have some data on him... but not much. But if managed to fend off Jaeger, then he's definitely a threat." |
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| "Like I said it probably was the luck thing." She said. She got up and showed Fixer her screen. "This is what I have on him from my time spent observing. It's not much but enough to know about him." She shwed him the screen with battle tactics and stats on him. "I haven't got any more than you I'm afraid. But I'd like to help." She answered with a small smile. She turned and faced Sev with his knife out. She tossed him the two she owned. "I'm not sure if their any good. But you do what you want with them. I have my bow." |
| "Don't worry, he won't be so 'lucky' a second time." Fixer assured her after he looked at her screen. Sev caught the two knives between his fingers. "Not bad blades kid." He commented as he looked at them. "Where exactly did this Thane take her?" Fixer inquired as he typed away on his own console. |
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| She hummed and bit her Pocky. "A stupid code is in my way. I have been at it for a few hours now. My guess is that she's in the barracks for security." Rin said tapping her chin. "Maybe ecen in their main quaters.. but I'm not as positive about that as I am that she's in the barracks." She cracked her knuckles and began to type again. "I already told your boss where the main security is but the rest is up to you guys. It depends on how good you are." She snickered to herself. |
| "Scorch is just good at blowing stuff up, and Fixer is a computer geek. Leave the stealth and hunting to me." Sev commented, chuckling some more. "Sev, you can go into hunter mode to hearts content. Just make sure not to shoot me in the ass on accident." Scorch responded with a sigh. "Who said it'll be an accident?" Sev questioned. "Uh... Fixer... Sev is talking in that creepy voice again..." Scorch complained nervously as Fixer sighed. "I'm staying out of it." |
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| "Blowing stuff up. Hmm what does that remind me of?.." She mumbled looking through her files. She looked to see Sev and Scorch fighting. She tilted her head and observed their movements and body language. "You three are weird. Especially if your bodygaurds for a real important dude. You guys are laid back." She said to Fixer, who was calm. "Is it always like this?" She asked eating more Pocky. |
| "We're laid back because we've known eachother since basic training. We're... like a family I guess you could say." Fixer told her. "Though I still take my job seriously. Scorch is constantly joking around and Sev tends to do his own thing. So... pretty much, yes." He admitted to her. |
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| "That's wierd. I thought it would have been opposite. But if you are as good as you are, then it must be working." She saidlooking over her computet to look at Fixer. "What are your real names anyways?" She asked. "I promise not tell anyone. After all your boss is the reason why I'm here. Please!!" She said giving them a puppy dog face. |
| "Well, those two don't really have names. I do, I just left it behind." Fixer told her without looking from his computer. "Yeah, I grew up in the slums by myself. I didn't have a family so I kinda just gave myself a name for convenience." Scorch admitted, chuckling slightly and rubbing the back of his head, or rather helmet, sheepishly. "And I've always been a hunter. Green jungle or concrete jungle, it doesn't matter. A real hunter of either doesn't need a name." Sev told her. "So there you have it. And we were given these names based off our specialties. Well, except for Sev who just liked the name. I'm good with tech and medicine. Scorch specializes in heavy weaponry and demolitions, and Sev specializes in sniping and, well, 'hunting' persay." |
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| (Scorch... Sev... Fixer... I didnt know there was the famous Republic commando's here!) :D |
| "Dont wait for the knight in shining armour to come and save you, be the knight in shining armour, and save yourself." - American newscaster responding to the Anonymous group.  |
| (Yeah, that's where I got the names and personalities from xD Recently replayed the game and remembered how awesome it was xD So unfortunate that the sequel was scrapped before the first game even got released though D:) |
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| (Yeah I wanted to see what happened to Sev T.T) |
| "Dont wait for the knight in shining armour to come and save you, be the knight in shining armour, and save yourself." - American newscaster responding to the Anonymous group. |
| (Would look absolutely freaking amazing on next gen consoles if it was made now though.) |
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| (I don't know what was going on in their heads when they scrapped it. It was pretty well received and there have been worse games that actually got sequels >.< Wtf gaming.) |
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| (Well, I mean, look at what happened to Star Wars 1313... Wtf gaming indeed. Glad they're working on a new Star Wars Battlefront though.) |
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EmperorsChosen01 said: "Well, those two don't really have names. I do, I just left it behind." Fixer told her without looking from his computer. "Yeah, I grew up in the slums by myself. I didn't have a family so I kinda just gave myself a name for convenience." Scorch admitted, chuckling slightly and rubbing the back of his head, or rather helmet, sheepishly. "And I've always been a hunter. Green jungle or concrete jungle, it doesn't matter. A real hunter of either doesn't need a name." Sev told her. "So there you have it. And we were given these names based off our specialties. Well, except for Sev who just liked the name. I'm good with tech and medicine. Scorch specializes in heavy weaponry and demolitions, and Sev specializes in sniping and, well, 'hunting' persay." "Rin was a name someone here gave me. I don't really remember my real name. I like this one though. Why do you refer assassinations to hunting??" She asked setting her computer aside. "That's prettycool you can giver yourself a name and it sticks." She said smiling. Rin opened up more Pocky and munched on it. "Do you have any idea what the Mayor will do to the Company? There are some real young kids there. They're skilled but young. I dont want them to die cuz they probably fed false information." She said turning back to her computers. She began to type and pulled up a giant file. "This is all I have on the Company. It's not much, but it's stuff that I have collected over the years." She said. |
| (Yeah, only found out about 1313 a few days ago. But I agree. Though I'm glad for the new Battlefront too I would prefer another RC. Still, it'll be fun. Battlefront always has been xD) "Sev refers to pretty much everything as hunting and everyone as prey." Scorch told her with a chuckle. "It depends on how much damage they do. If they do something to completely piss the mayor off he most likely won't allow survivors. But if they remain a more minor threat as they are now, then he'll probably only want the threats killed off while the others will be taken into custody." Fixer mused. "Though, if this target that Jaeger was sent after is really that important... Then it is highly plausible that the mayor is already pissed off." Scorch then sighed. "Seriously though. Leave kids out of a warzone. Sev, there were some kids that attacked the patrol the other day right?" He inquired. Sev nodded slightly. "Yeah, though the actual adults weren't that much more of a threat, the kids barely knew how to hold a blade or a gun. They didn't have the will to either. I even offered one that was glarin' at me a free shot with his knife but he just sat there shaking. That just shows that the Rogues are desperate. I won't deny that some kids are here through the mayor's word, but at least ours know how to fight and have the intent to." |
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| "Fighting is overrated." Rin said simply. "I'd rather be hidden helping with hacking or other technological stuff needed. Fighting isn't what I'm known for. Maybe with my bow, but other than that I'm screwed." She looked over her files and pulled up on with complecated codes. She began to work on decoding it. "They taught those kids a lot of military tactics not how to actually fight." Rin commented. "Your situation is something different. You guys actually are doing something with your life. Protecting people. Those kids are probably in it for food and stuff." Rin explained looking up at the three. "But you guys have to be a certain age to be here right? Like to actually work here and stuff..." |
| "Well... We still follow orders... But for the most part we take orders from tha' Boss, not the Mayor. The mayor kinda creeps me out... Though still not as much as you do Sev." Scorch commented, only getting a malicious chuckle as a response from Sev. "For the most part there is an age requirement, though there are... special exceptions to the rule." Fixer told her. "Those 'special exceptions' are usually labrats though, and soldiers like us are kept unaware of them for the most part. Even Jaeger doesn't know much about what goes on in those labs. A lot of it is classified for the Mayor's eyes only." |
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| "Labrats.. That sounds unpleasent." She muttered. She turned to Sev and flung Pocky towards him. "Your're creepy." She said bluntly turning back to her comouter. She turned to her other bag and took out another computer. "When are you guys leaving? I don't wanna be left alone. But I'll just walk around when you leave." She said transfering the message to the other computer. "Maybe I should keace now. You guys probably need to be planning and stuff. Am I allowed to wander?" She asked tilting her head to the side. She shut both computers and placing them in their bags. |
| "Yes! I'm not creepy one!" Scorch exclaimed happily. The pocky just bounced off Sev's helmet as he chuckled again. "We'll leave whenever Jaeger tells us to. We normally would be gone by now... Something must be happening..." Fixer mused. "You should. If anyone gives you problems you can just tell them you're authorized to be here by Jaeger. Better if you had some sort of ID though..." He told her. Jaeger was looking at his computer screen with a scowl. It seems a number of things had occurred or were occurring. The first was that this Arson was once again active. The other that there was seemingly a conflict going on within' the slums that involved the mayor. He let out a sigh and exited his office. "We're going to move." He told the three before tossing a card to Rin. "That is an ID. It'll allow you to move around however it won't get you into any highly classified areas." |
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| She caught the card between her fingers. "Sweet." She said staring at it. "Thanks have a fun time." She got up and brushed herself off. "Play fair!" She called out as she ran down the hall. |
| They all stared at the exit of the barracks for a few moments after she shot out of the room. "Alright then... So what's the Bossman?" Scorch inquired curiously. Jaeger let out a sigh. "Well, we have our main problem to deal with, as well as another major problem." He began. "The main problem is retrieving the target that I failed to retrieve which is most likely with the Insurgents now. The other problem is that Arson that had escaped a few days prior. He is active once again." Scorched scratched the back of his helmet. "Can't that guy just stay in a cell..." He complained. "So... We're going to go on the offensive against the Insurgency just because they have one person? They really that important, Sir?" Fixer questioned as he crossed his arms. "Yes, she is. Mainly her abilities, they are... very unique." |
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| Rin walked down the hallways flipping the ID card around. "Hmm where so I start?" She asked herself. She walked past various rooms but didn't go in any. She sighed. Rin walked out of tge ase and into the city. |
akira1998Nov 29, 2013 5:38 AM
| Rin walked back to the barracks and stopped infornt of Jaeger's office. She yawned and turned around to get her computers. She saw that his office was locked. She hacked in and shut the door behind her. She curled up on his chair and fell asleep. |
| “Arrhenius defined an acid as a substance which dissociates in water to form hydrogen ions. I don’t really like that definition really, I much prefer Bronsted Lowry’s.” Agent Black stared at the large mirror on the wall, the only aesthetic in the otherwise dull room. It was all a bleak grey, the walls, the door, the table and chairs. She continued to stare through the mirror as she spoke to the woman in restrained to the table behind her. Unknown to the captive, this was no ordinary mirror, those standing on the opposing side of this pane could see the two as clearly as the pair could see their own reflection. Her furrowed brow resided as she turned around and opened a suitcase in front of the prisoner. “An acid is a proton donor. It’s short, simple and to the point. Although there is just one little problem. Atoms can’t give out protons gratis.” Nancy began removing boiling tubes corked by a blue plastic wedge, they were each filled with a transparent or yellow tainted liquid and had their chemical symbol labelled on each. The other woman at this stage was thrashing violently in her constraints cursing, feigning ignorance and pleading for mercy all at once; everything except what the agent wanted to hear. “So they take electrons. Now, let me explain that in a way someone like you could understand: It’s going to eat through your flesh.” she continued as she snapped on a pair of gloves that reached the tips of her elbows. The final tasks of preparation that she carried out were to first, don a gas mask, and second, throw a plastic cover over the ground beneath her latest victim’s chair. “I’m so glad you’re refusing to talk. It means I get to play with you for a while before you squeal.” As she uncorked the tube labelled ‘HF’, a sadistic smile grew across the brunette’s rosy face. “I swear I don’t know anything!” The woman shouted, her voice as rough as her heinous appearance. Nancy licked her glossy red lips as she approached, he vial clenched in her hand. She sent her six inch heel into the woman’s abdominal area, forcing her mouth open. Clenching the captive’s jaw and squeezing, Black poured the contents of the vial into her mouth, now the fun began. Nancy forced the woman’s mouth closed and shook her head frantically for a few seconds before releasing and walking behind the chair the girl was locked to. The woman instinctively spat out the solution, now a deep red colour, on the ground below, shivering and moaning in excruciating pain as she did. “If you’re not going to be a rat, then you’re going to be an example.” Black pulled the woman’s by her long blonde hair over the back of the table, her atlas was now resting at its tip, and her eyes staring up at her executioner. The amoral detective’s gloved hand forced its way into the girl’s mouth. She clenched the upper gun and pulled. It took one hard pull. When Black’s hand returned out of the victim’s mouth, she held an oozy thick mush with a dozen teeth sticking out at various ends, formally the girl’s gums. She left immediately, and went straight into the room next door. The room was identical, save for this time, the mirror appeared as a window, a window to the room she had just been in. This time it was a man who sat cuffed to a chair, though this chair was faced towards the window, and hoks held his eyes open, ensuring he watched. There was vomit dripping down from the tip of his chin, leading to large puddle accumulating between his legs. “Talk.” She shouted in a domineering tone as she grabbed the back of the chair and yanked, sending it to the ground. Stepping over him, so that his head was between her legs, she looked down at him and threw the grotesque remains a few inches beyond his head. “The girl needs medical attention, I got the location of the trafficking auction and forwarded it on to the big dogs.” She muttered to a male guard who stood stationary outside the interrogation blocks. “Fix it up nicely and I’ll make it worth your time.” She spoke in a seductive whisper as she reached her hand down between his legs and prodded her finger. She retracted and left the room following her tongue running around her lips. (Too bad cop?) |
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