NationStates Jolt Archive

The cop finally walked towards them, drawing his gun. "I'm sorry, but I'm afraid it's my choice where you two will eat, and I think there is a cell for two available at the prison. C'mon, let's go."

"I don't think so, you see we are following the orders of a legally empowered officer of the military." Cara replied "And I don't think you would enjoy talking to your boss after our boss got througth with them." she said while thinking I'd hate to see me after Kay got throught with me after this guys boss.

The cop looked impacient "Oh to hell with that. All you kids who aren't fighting for your country think you can do whatever you want under that excuse. C'mon."

"Oh but we are, in the academy our instructor was a Sargent Adair Monroe. In a hand-to-hand fight I could most likely defeat you and on the range my friend could probably cream you with a rifle." Cara replied "Oh and should you piss my teacher off she might ensure that you are the next visitor to a friend of mine."

"Listen, you whelp. You are testing my patience." He drew the hammer back on his gun "I doubt you could defeat me in hand to hand combat, seeing as that is my specialty in school. And I don't give a flying rat's ass that your friend is good at shooting with a rifle. Now.." He slid two plastic ziptie handcuffs to them each. "...I want you two to put these on you hands and feet before I lend you a few bullets to help you."

"I seriously doubt you would shoot two innocent childern who you can't legally charge with any crime. Also if you claim to be so good in HTH why don't you take my challange or are you so scared of a little girl that you must point a gun at her to prove your brave?" Cara asked as she held the ties in one hand.

"Well, you attacked a cop and robbed a lot of people. That's a crime last time I checked. And no, I'm not going to challenge you to a fight. Now put on the god damned cuffs."

"When did we attack a cop, last I checked we havn't done anything to you but you have attacjed us, also you claim of robbery is pretty steep, people gave us this money for a streetshow." Cara replied

ooc: at least where I live a child under the age of I think 11 can't get convicted of any crime.

"You tried pickpocketing me, missy. Stealing stuff from me, who knows what a delinquent like you and your friend were going to try to steal?" The cop replied, looking about on his last wit's end.

((OOC: Yeah, but, think about what country this is all in))

"Last I checked pickpocketting is not considered attacking, also can you prove your claim we tried to rob you? Also does it look like we would steal?" Cara replied as she put on a perfect innocent little girl face and said in the perfect little girl voice "This scary man tried to touch me and my friend in our special places, and when we tried to run away to shoved these into our hands and brought us here."

Tom's cell phone rang, it was Kay, he tossed it to Cara. The cop nodded for her to answer it.

"Hi Kay, what's up?" Cara asked

"Ooooh, not much, just thought I'd check on you before I turn the phone off for awhile" Chuckling in the background.

"Ah, I'm presently being harrased by a hype-up rent-a cop." Cara replied

"Really now?" Kay said, you could almost hear her eyes rolling. "Give the cell phone to him, I want to speak with him."

Cara held the phone out to the cop, "It seems like my teacher want's to talk with you."

The cop took the phone and talked in hushed whispers for a moment. He handed the phone back to Cara. Once she had it, Kay said "Cara? Go with Mr. Cop Man."

"If you say so but if you don't mind me asking why? Also what is Tom to do?" Cara asked

"Oh, Tom is going too, but he isn't being put in a cell. I'll be down soon to get pick you two up, alright?" Kay asked, she didn't sound too happy.

"Alright." Cara replied. She gave the phone back to Tom, and said "We've been told to follow McDuff over here, so lead on McDuff, lead on."

ooc: I just had to use that line.

The cop gave an angered look at Cara's joke and led them out of the alley to a cop car nearby. "Both of you, in the back." He barked, still pointing his gun at them.

Cara got in the car and motioned for Tom to follow.

Tom got in and the cop closed the door behind them. He went to the front seat and drove off, not saying a word. Tom had no idea what was going on and was nervous.

Cara senceing that Tom was uneasy, Cara turned to him and whispered, "It will work out, I promise."

As they drove, the cop would randomly slam on the brakes, causing the kids to be tossed around in back, laughing after each time. Tom cut his right arm wide on the metal piece where the window roller used to be.

Cara grabbed the base of her shirt and ripped off a strip which she used as a bandage. After the cop did that, she braced her foot in the middle of the cops chair so anytime he slammed the brake on her foot would smash into his back, even throught the padding.

ooc: trust me this hurts, it's happened to me before

((OOC: Um... it's a cop car, those seats are reinforced so criminals can't do that or other things, like stab through.))

He finally pulled up into the police station and got out, talking to someone at the counter and pointing to the car, a second man approached. He was a younger guy, slightly less than medium build and average height and short, blonde hair. He got up to the car and opened the door, handcuffs in one hand, taser in the other. He paused for a moment, blinking "Huh, kids?" He thought aloud.

"Hi." Cara said

ooc: cop cars don't have handles in the prisoner section period

((OOC: When were handles mentioned?))

He blinked again "Are you two going to the jail?" He asked, completly confused.

"We arn't going to jail, we were just told to come with the prick* cop.

ooc: I meant the window roller, in a cop car the only think in the back part is the seat belt, the windows and doors are controled by the front part or the outside

* she thinks that as shes talking

((OOC: Well this department is very cheap and couldn't afford that mod, hence the fact the the wondows are rolled down))

"Well, he said I was supposed to put one of you in jail and the other in a detainment room." He looked at his clipboard, pointing first to Cara and then to Tom.

"And you trust him?" Cara said as she got out of the car.

"Well... I trust the rank more than the man... hmm... I dunno. I don't know if I could bring myself to lock up some kids." He seemed as if he was having a dilema in his head.

"Look at what his driving did to my friend." Cara said as she got Tom out and pointed to his arm. "I had to bandage him or he might have bleed to death."

An idea went off in Tom's head, an idea that what make Kay proud. He got a pathetic look on his face and pulled back the bandage, being discreetly rough, causing it to bleed again. The cop saw it and frown, his resolve to jail them weakening further.

"Look at what that guy did, and he did it intentionally, he kept slamming the brakes on and caused this." Cara said sound like a little girl.

"Well, that wasn't too nice" He looked at the clipboard nervously "Hm, well, you did try to steal from him... soo... I still have to put you in jail..." Sounding more like he was merely reading song lyrics with the lack of energy put in his voice.

"But I only did this because we needed money for food and I would be willing to return his money and apologise for it." Cara replied, looking all sweet and innocent.

The office cleared his throat "Come with me." He waved them out and began walking across the garage to a small room on the side.

"Alright." Cara followed the man, with Tom in tow.

The small room had a table in it, surrounded by some old chairs. A TV was propped up on the wall in the corner. There were a few pizza boxes on the table and a fridge in the corner. "Umm... this will be your jail cell, detainment room, whatever." He winked.

"Alright, thank you sir." Cara replied, once the man left, "So Tom, you ok?"

The cop said "I'll be right back, help yourself to pizza and soda in the fridge." Tom sighed "I'm alright, this thing stings though." Pointing at the cut.

"Lets wash it, then relax." Cara said as she went over to the sink and turned on the tap.

Tom got up and washed the cut, tying the piece of fabric back around it. He sat down and ipened the boxes, sure enough, fresh pizza.

Cara got out a piece of pizza, no-veggies on it,* "What do you want to watch?" Cara asked as she grabbed the remote

ooc: I can't stand pizza with any vegtables on it

"I don't even know what shows exist in the world. You pick." Tom replied, picking up a slice of pepperoni. Footsteps were coming to the door outside.

Cara began flipping throught channels, looking for a show guide, or something interesting.

Cara got to channel 3, a program guide. Tom watched the names scroll by.The door opened. It was the cop that had arrested them.

Cara cranked her head back till she saw the cop, "So, what's up?" she asked the cop.

((OOC: You know I mean its the first cop. The one who brought them to the station in the car.))

ooc: I know

The cop about blew a vein, he pulled out his knife and gun "WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU TWO LITTLE BITCHES DOING IN HERE!!!"

"We were told to come here." Cara replied calm as can be.

"And you two little scammers expect me to believe that! Hell, this is an escape attempt." He clicked the safety on his gun to off, chargin at Tom with the knife, aiming at Cara with the gun. A gunshot went off in the room, but it wasn't from the cop, who's head was missing most of itself. The second cop stood in the doorway, the one that had been nice to them, holding his own gun out.

Cara blinked at the headless corpse as fell on it's 'face'. "Thank you sir, is there anything we can do to help?" She asked

"Well, grab a few boxes of pizza and a couple of 6-packs, because we have to run like hell now."

"Alright." Cara said shoving two boxes of pizza into Tom's hands, grabbing 2 6-packs and following the 'cop', as they went she asked 'Why?"

"Because there aren't many people would wouldn't mind shooting us and then ask what happened." He ran for a car, getting his keys out.

"I meant why shoot your superior." Cara said

"I shot him because he was going to kill you two." He said, an angered expression with himself on his face. He opened an unmarked cop car and waved the kids in.

"Fair enought. We should be safe at (Kay's address)." Cara said as she got in.

The cop sped off down the street. They were going for a bit before a really old sports car in their lane swerved out of the way and almost hit them, the cop smashed into a lightpost. He hopped out "What the hell is wrong with you!?!?" He yelled. And out of the other car, was Kay.

"Hi Kay, this is my teacher." Cara said to the cop.

Kay looked shocked and suspicious, demanding to know what happened. The cop explained, which one him a close hug and kiss with Kay. "How about you come back with me?" She told him, more a suggestion than a question.

"Come on Tom, you too*." Cara said as she followed Kay

* to cop

On the way home, the cop introduced himself as Bryan. He sat in the backseat with Tom and looked over his arm wound again. Kay and Cara were in the front. Kay didn't look too pleased.

Cara doesn't say anything during the ride as she can tell Kay isn't happy.

The two in the back became fast friends, gabbing away like a sewing circle. Kay kept looking over at Cara, about to say something or another, but would stop and look away.

Cara turns to Kay, "I see those two have hit it off."

Kay finally said "I don't know whether to be proud or ashamed."

"Why not be both." Cara replied

When Val stopped the tram she stepped off, and hit a switch. A buzzing that had not been noticed before stopped, slowly the lights flickered one by one, and dimmed, turning off as they went down the line. She made her way through the armory and back up to the cabin, making sure Cas was right behind her.

"Well, you need to get a fire started so we can cook some dinner." she said, pointing at the wood stove, before continuing with, "I'm going to be right back."

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Ernine pulled the bike into the house's driveway amd stepped off, heading for the door.

"Arthas, when you get inside head upstairs and wash most of that blood crap off your body, I'll get dinner started while you do that."

"Alright." Cas replies as he looks around for a book of matches or lighter.

DWAR pulled the Hummer over and looked at Nick nefore saying, "Were here, lets get you all suited up." He stepped out of the hummer and opened up the back of the vehicle. "Now, your gonna load several clips of tranq rounds for you rifle, I'm only going to load one. We are going to head out and track down a mother wolf that has young, were going to tranq her, and take one of her young, and finally you are going to train the little guy. Before we head off any questions?"

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Pai Mai threw several rocks at Tetol this time, in the hopes that he would deflect them with his stick.

Val pointed to a box that was sitting next to stove. It was holding a stack of wood next to the stove. She stepped outside, and walked into the woods.

((OOC: Theao, I'm gonna need you in the federally funded hell thread here pretty soon, I'm about to take them to the MA class))

ooc: alright

So how to start a fire without lighter or matches Cas thought, as he decided on a method, he put the wood into the stove, leaving a suitable peice of birch out. He then used a rock to shred a small section of the wood, once to the condition he wanted he took a peice of flint out of a pocket and one of the darts began striking the flint against the steel until he got a spark to catch in the shreded wood, he then blew on the spark until it caught, which he then used to start the fire in the stove.

((OOC: I meant there were matches in the box, and he could have used his knife to cut some wood chips off))

Val came back a half hour later, with Haushinka, to a roaring fire. "nice to see you could get the fire going, now we let it sit for about thirty more minutes to heat the top up, so we can cook some meat." Haushinka jumped up on the bed, and watched Cas.

"While were waiting, do you have any idea what sort of animal you would like to train?"

"Are the animals suppose to be companions, aids, or symbols?" Cas asked

"All three. Haush has helped me in many fights, helped me hunt food, acted as a companion for many years, and is very symbolic of me." Val responded, scratching Haushinka's head

Arthas nodded "Alright, be down in a minute, ma'am." His voice starting to ease up, become less rigid. He quickly went up the stairs and scrubbed up, putting on some clean clothes. He went back into his room and laid down for a moment, deciding he could sneak that in due to his expediency is scrubbing up. His snake came crawling out from between two pillows, crawling on to him.

Kay continued driving in silence for a moment, turning back to Cara "Maybe you're right. Still, I am going to have to talk to you for a bit. You still... well... you really aren't getting it entirely yet."

"I've always like the idea of having a Liger or Chausie Cat as a companion." Cas replied

"Alright." Cara replied a bit depressed at disappointing Kay.

((OOC: Ha freaking Ha. Anyway, I need you in the other thread now, you can post anytime, feel free to control the guard. Gone for dinenr back in 45 min tops))

"Never heard of a Liger, and a Chausie Cat, could be done, but I fail to see it's usefullness, any other ideas?"

"Perhaps a wolf would be nice." Cas replied

ooc: Ligar are real animals

Kay turned to her, quickly adding "But, the juggling, and your work at the police station, that was great. I'm proud about that stuff." She frowned for a moment "It's alright, at least nobody is dea... at least you aren't hurt."

"Thank you, if I might ask what would you have done?" Cara asked

"Well, other than pickpocketing random people, I say you pulled everything iff flawlessly." Kay answered.

"If I get in to that situation again, I shall avoid the pickpocketing." Cara replied

((OOC: well paint me shocked, I thought is was just a big assed joke, lets get you a liger then, cause wolf is being used already.))

"Well Lets get you one of these liger things. Getting this might be easier than I anticipated, we just might have to wait for a bit. At least I'm assuming it's a cross between a lion and a tiger?"

"Yes it is." Cas replied


ooc: http://www.greenapple.com/~jorp/amzanim/cross02a.htm
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Liger

Kay went back to paying attention to the road, but still had a worried look on his face. She was just waiting in her head to get a phone call about the cop getting killed. She was going to get so much crap for that.

"I apologise if what I did gets you in trouble Kay." Cara said seeing the expression on Kay's face.

Kay's cellphone was ringing. When she looked at the screen it said "caller unrecognized" She pressed the button and slowly brought it to her ear, slowing down the car and pulling over. She stammered into the phone, "H...he...hello?"

A strong voice on the other end answered, "Hello Kay, I beleive you know what this is about."

Arthas came down from the stairs, his snake around his shoulders. He sat down at the table and waited for Ernine to be ready, he pulled out the book and started taking more notes, but his mind eventually wandered to naming the snake. After a bit of drifted though, he called into the kitchen "Sorry ma'am, I forgot to say hello." He went back to thinking of names.

Cara glanced at Kay and taking in the fact that she was stammering and looked nervous began to get worried that her actions might have gotten her teacher in trouble.

"Well, food sdone, "She came out carrying a large pan that had some stir-fry in it. She set it on the table and went inot the kitchen, emerging several seconds later carrying a pot of rice. She sat down and dished out her food, and waited for Arthas to serve himself before she started eating.

Arthas smiled, chuckling lightly at his teacher's manners. "You can dig in if you want, I'm having a train of thought." He pointed to the snake as he served himself a bit of the stir fry and picked a piece of meat out to feed the snake. "I need to think of a name."

The phone rang. Ernine got up, said "Damned phone soliciters," and answered it. After several minutes she came back to Arthas and said, "Finish your food quickly, we have some pressing business." She sat down and quickly ate her food. before grabbing her helmet and waiting for Arthas to finish.

Arthas quickly ate some of the stir fry, lining one of his pockets with napkins and fishing out more meat into it. He quickly pulled on his shoes and a coat and waited by the door for Ernine, fmbling with his helmet a bit. "What am I going to name you?" He muttered to the snake, which now was digging into his pocket.

Kay's voice waivered a bit "Um... I don't believe I know exactly what this is about," She looked over to Cara "I think I have a guess though."

"Very well then," Kay could practically hear the grin form on the other end of the phone, "It is about your student, and their recent record. Do I need to make any further explanation of what to do?"

She looked over at Cara again, this time worried. "Umm.. of what to do with my student. I'm not exactly sure, sir?"

"Riiiiight. She will need to be brought in for questioning, failure to comply will result in....well I'll leave that up to your imagination." he held the phone away from his ear and a helicopter could be heard starting up, "Now I believe you know one of our top interogators, you shall bring your student to her. And if you happen to find the other student that was involved, bring him in too. We contacted his teacher, and he seems to think that his student was with yours."

Kay could be heard gulping. "When do I need to be there and when, sir?" Her voice was shaky.

"As soon as you find her and her accomplice. The chopper you heard a few minutes ago should arrive in your vicinity soon, and it will make sure that once you have the student, or students, that you don't plan on running. Now to make things easier we request your location. We could track this call, but remember compliance is golden. If you give us a flase location, you can very well be assured you will not leave Madra City alive, because as we speak roadblocks are being set up."

"Umm... I think you have on file where my apartment is, sir. We'll be there, even though we are in a car, so we can get to a more open area if it's necessary. I want to just get this overwith, so let's make this quick and mostly painless." Kay replied, suddenly having deep sympathy for Tom and Cara.

"Actually It would be preferable to have you stay where you are, until the helicopter can meet up with you."

"Umm... alright then, sir. I don't know if it helps, but I got both students here and another cop who might be able to clear this all up." She was now whispering into the receiver, trying not to have the others hear her.

"Excellent the helicopter will be there momentarily, and never mind telling us your location, we just got the trace finished, if I'm not misstaken you are at the sculpture garden?"

"Yes, next to this thing that's half anvil, half gaudy monstrousity." She added with a humor to her voice.

The voice turned really cold, "I'm not sure how serious you are taking this situation Miss Ash, the chopper will be there in a few moments, and will escort you to the warehouse." before Kay could respond the phone was hung up.

Kay stared at the phone, that was now giving the busy signal. She slowed to a stop, turning to the others she silently said "I'm sorry, but this has to be done."

A helicopter could be heard over head, and a loudspeaker sounded, "Ok, Kay, You know the way. Take them there and if we see anybody bail out of your car, the whole car is going to get a rocket shot at it, and the escapee is goig to get alot of machine gun fire hailed on them." An apache could be seen flying above the car.

Kay stepped on the gas and sped off for the warehouse. She turned to the others "Okay, we are going in for some questioning. Don't panic, just keep your nerves and answer the questions and it'll all be alright."

"Alright, Now lets wait for our associate to come here, that is all we are waiting on now." The helicopter stayed hovering above the car.

"Lets go," she stepped outside and onto the bike. She took of once Arthas was on. After several minutes they arrived at the warehouse, which was surrounded by a helicopter and a car. Ernine parked the bike and hurried inside. Waiting for Kay to bring in the students. The helicopter kept hovering.

"Alright." Cara said

Arthas ran in after Ernine "So, did Kay and Cara have to bring in some people for us to interrogate again?" He seemed a bit confused by the whole thing.

Kay hopped out of the car and waved the others out. "And don't even appear as if you are going to make a break for it, if you want out of this alive." The cop and Tom got out, still a bit bewildered by what was going on. Tehy headed off to the warehouse door.

Cara began to get slightly nervous but she still trusted Kay and followed after her.

"In a manner of speaking, they did. Lets just say its going to be unpleasant no matter how they get out of this." The police officer and Tom walked in. She looked at the cop and said, Tie him down to that bed," She pointed at one of the empty beds, "And after you do that stay here, that damned chopper has been instructed to shoot anything that leaves here until I give the all clear."

Kay walked in behind them, Cara with her "Uhh... this cop was there at the murder too, I don't know if you knew that." The cop looked back at Kay like she was a traitor. Tom walked over to the bed himself though, laying down, waiting to be tied up. He was one who'd always own up to his wrongdoings, once they were discovered at least.

Arthas' confusion went away. He suddenly got it. He had a corruptive eagerness come over him, but at the same time a fear for Cara came too.

Cara turned to Kay, "So what am I suppose to do/see/hear?"

Kay walked Cara over to one of the tables. "I've gotta strap you in, I'm afraid." She answered, getting her strapped in.

"Alright, may I ask why?" Cara asked being co-operative with Kay.

"Because, we need to ask you some questions," Ernine said, walking up behind Kay. "Now, rememebr earlier, when you were debating with Arthas about which type of interrogator was more threatening? Well I'm sure you'll see which is now. If you'll excuse me, I have to go see your friend," she emphasised the last part, "but don't worry, I'll be right back as soon as I'm finished with him." She walked off to the other table, and started talking to Arthas.
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"Arthas, now, we can't maim them, too bad, so we'll have to use non lethal tecniques. We'll go to the sharp stuff as a last resort. Everything till tehn is free game. Any questions?"

Cara simply closed her eyes and cleared her mind.

"Two, what about that cop guy, maybe we should be questioning him too? and am I just going to watch... or am I going to have to... yeah." Even though he wanted to finally get to try out an interrogation, he was half-hoping it wasn't on Cara. Though it would be quite the test for him.

Cara simply waited, her mind absolutly clear as she waited for them to decided what to do.

"That all depends on what is said, we jsut might work on him. And You just might get to work some of the magic, and don't get down if it is on your little girlfriend. One of the things about this job is you must put all emotions aside. So there fore I think you should get to the honors on her."

Arthas gulped, looking down to try to hide it. "Umm..." He fumbled with his notebook "...how should I start? I don't even know what exactly we are doing with them in particular."

"Go get the clacker," she turned to the frightened boy, "Now tell me what happened, from the begining."

Arthas walked quickly to the board to get the clacker, relieved that Ernine was starting with Tom, who replied "Umm... well... we were getting money. And a cop came and said that Cara was stealing from people and had attacked him. The cop, who was very mean, I might add..." He gestured with his eyes down to the cut on his arm. "...drove us to the police station and another cop, him." He looked over to the other cop, who was standing against a wall. "He kept us in the employee lounge, and we ate pizza and stuff. Then the mean cop came and attacked us, so that nice cop..." He didn't want to get the guy who saved their lives in trouble, his talking slowed to a stop.

She jabbed the baton inbetween his ribs and said, "Well thats not what the government says, and above all what the higherups says, is what goes. I'll give you one more chance. Remember, this can either end quickly, and relatively painless, or we can drag this out for as long as I like. I will also let you know that if you opt for option #2 we could be at this for a while, because I immensly enjoy watching pain." She looked over at the cop and said, "Don't you dare try any heroics this time, because if I am injured their is no way you are leaving this building alive."

Tom's mind flasehd back to everything, his whole schooling. He was good at a few things, but never stood out for any reason. He never had a chance to shine, to be memorable, until now. "I shot him, I shot the cop. He charged at Cara, I grabbed the gun out of his holster and shot him in the back of the head. If it wasn't for that officer over there, I probably would've been killed and gotten Cara killed too. Iiiiiiiiiii did it!" The cop went to interrupt.

Ernine Grabbed the kids hands and said, "Wrong answer." She grabbed his fingers and bent them back until they broke. "Arthas grab me some nails and a hammer. And don't forget the duct tape." She held down the fingers on his hand for a second before the cop came over.

"Listen you piece of shit," she said to the cop, "According to what the kid says I have to interrogate you, now I am planning on making it long and painfull, unless you get on my good side really fast. So sit your lazy ass down and wait for me finish with this little maggot."

The cops confidence had been shattered, he sat down and hoped Tom didn't take too much more damage before Ernine was done. Arthas brought over the requested goods and stood next to Ernine, wanting to watch this. He personally would've liked to've done Tom's questioning himself, resenting how he'd seem to replace Arthas in Cara's life. It built up anger, which he wanted to vent on Tom even more... or maybe even...

Cara.

Tom howled in pain. It was as much as he had taken in his whole life concentrated into that one crack. He squirmed, starting to fight the restraints with all he could muster. Arthas was delighted.

Cara simply waited for her turn, with her mind completely blanked.

She applied the tape firmly over the boy's mouth, and said, "Now you will get several minutes to make up your mind as to who killed the cop, in the mean time, I'm going to give you some inspiration." She slowly drove one of the nails under his finger nail, until it came clean off with a spray of blood. After the finger nail was gone, she drove the nail through his finger, and into the table below his hand. After she had done this to all five of the fingers on his right hand, she looked at him, smiled, and said, "I hope you like your new finger nails." She tore the tape off of his mouth, and said, "Now, who killed the cop?"

Tom kept struggling during the nailing. When the tape was removed, he couldn't even talk, his speech was so scattered and broken, every syllable he tried he shuddered under. A few words managed to escape his mouth "Already told you." Arthas non-chalantly looked up to the side a bit, trying to hide a smirk on his face.

Ernine pursed her lips. "Arthas, get me the generator and the cauterizing blade, I've decided that he could stand some more pain."

She brought the next nail into his hand right below the knuckle on his hand. She didn't even bother to put the tape back on his mouth. She put three other nails in a similar fashion. Three nails into the middle of his hand, and one into his wrist.

"Now, When Arthas get's back, were going to have tons of fun.....Rather I'm goign to have tons of fun. You could just tell me what I want to hear, or we could go on for a while, your choice. But I will tell you that the longer we go, the less you are going to be able to use when we are done with you."

Arthas started up the generator, carting it over happily with the cauterizing blade. "Here we are, ma'am."

Tom was screaming at the top of his longs with each nail that went in. His screams slowly faded, even though he was still yelling with full strength.

Arthas lightly tapped Ernine on the shouder, hoping she wouldn't get mad for potentially pointing out the obvious "Ma'am, I think he's losing his voice, going hoarse."

She turned around, smiled, and said, "I know, the more hoarse his voice gets the harder it is for him to answer, the harder it is for him to answer, the longer we do this. Now for a lesson in the generator, what you do is attach the black clamp to one end of his body, and the red clamp to the other. Hook it up, and when I tell you press the start button. In the mean time I'm going to cauterize his wounds, and then ask him once more."

She slowly pulled the nails out, cauterizing each one after she pulled it out. After she pulled out the last one, she smiled again, got close to his face, and said, "Now I'll ask you again, before we put a lot of electricity through your body. Who killed the cop?"

Tom was starting to lose resolve, cracking. "I'm... sorry. It wasn't me..." He said, barely able to speak. Arthas was attachign the clamps, opening them wide and letting them snap very quickly and painfully on to Tom's left ear and right foot, breaking skin, piercing through the thin skin of his ear.

"Than who did it?" she said, starting to form a sadistic grin on her face.

"It was the c... I dunno, it was too fast" Tom cringed, a look of pure fear as he saw Ernine and Arthas, who was now flipping off the safety switch on the generator, their Alex De Large smiles on their faces.

"One last shot, before we hit the switch." She stepped back, and looked at Arthas, and held her thumb out to the side, waiting for his response.

Tom slowly closed his eyes, bracing himself. Arthas nodded to Ernine out of pure want to see this happen. Ernine brought her hand out, her thumb out and pointing horizontally. Tom didn't say a thing nor did a thing. Ernine's thumb slowly tipped downwards and Arthas flipped the switch, and a burning, snapping noise and smell filled the air as Tom's body contorted and buckled. Arthas had a small, satisfied grin on his face as he finally flipped the switch off. Tom was still alive, but unconcious and very badly off.

"Well, muster up the smelling salts and wake him up, while I tie up the cop." She headed towards the cop and grabbed some rope. "Sorry but were out of tables, You'll have to take it in the chair." She stepped closer to him, preparing to tie him up.

Arthas started heating up some smelling salts to disperse the scent faster as he remembered reading about a drug that heightened your heart rate by alot. He walked over and put some into a syringe, injecting it into Tom, who after a moment started to come through. Arthas slapped him twice in the face. "We got a live one, ma'am."

The cop put his hands behind the chair before Arthas had broken the silence in the room.

"I'll be tehre in a mnute Arthas, just let me tie hm up first." She tied the rope around him tightly so he couldn't break free. She went over and looked at Tom. "Well, well, made up your minf as to who killed the cop?" She held her thumb out in a similar fashion to before.

Tom was confused. He had told the truth, he had lied, and it was still not good enough. From process of elimination... "It's... it was... her." He whispered, almost silently, gesturing over to Cara with his eyes. "But... it was... she was defending herself and me..." He added quickly, well, quickly for him and his state. Arthas looked to Ernine for what to do, not expecting that to happen.

Ernine thought about it for a second or two, and slowly moved her thumb so it was pointing up. She started undoing the straps.

"Go and sit in that chair over there, and don't move I would hate to have to put you back on the table. Arthas, I'm going let you get started on Cara, make sure you don't show any emotions. Your gonna get started in a similar fashion to what I did to Tom."

Ernine headed to the bathroom while Arthas got ready. Several minutes later she came out with a pair of pants that looked like they would fit Tom. She walked over to him.

"go to the bathroom and put these on, when we ran that electricity through you, you shit yourself. After your done throw those pants in the incinerator chute, and come here and sit back down."

She walked over to where Arthas was and waited for him to start.

Tom blushed as he took the pants and quickly walked off to the bathroom. He came back out a few moments later with his old pants that he promptly tossed down the chute along with a melted piece of plastic, rubber and silicon, his cellphone. He had a cold, damp paper towel wrapped around his hand, ear and foot. He quietly sat down, wondering why exactly he got let off when he said it was Cara.

Arthas quietly walked over and picked up the clacker and headed over to Cara. He stood there, regarding her. This was his friend all throughout school, and now he had to cause her great pain. He couldn’t bring himself to do it, but he couldn’t couldn’t bring himself to do it either. He let her liking for her beat him, winning. Cara had always managed to beat Arthas, at about everything. Now, Arthas could reverse that, spin it right around, turn the tables. He was in control, and he wasn’t going to let her win. He tipped her head to the side with the clacker very roughly so she faced him in the stool he was sitting on next to her. “Okay now, we’ve heard from your friend, now lets hear from you, Cara.” He held the special club in front of her face, so she’d always know while answering that he was holding it. It almost looked like that the two kids were playing a celebrity interview game, except one was beaming and the other was strapped down.

Cara opened her eyes, "Oh, hi Arthas, whats up? Also what's the question?" She asked.

"Your number is up, Cara." He said in a morbidly jovial tone. "Now, would you mind telling me why the night janitors have to mop up blood and brain matter in the police station's employee breakroom?"

"I would guess because it's thier job to clean up messes." Cara replied

Ernine walked over to the Cara and Arthas. She heard Cara's smart alec response, grabbed the clacker out of Arthas's hands, and shouted, "Cut the shit brat, give him a straight answer," while jabbing the baton in her ribs.

"If he wished to know why there was blood/brains on the floor then he should have asked that. The reason it was thier was because a bullet entered his skull and blew the front of his head off." She replied

"No you smart ass, he wanted to know why the cop was killed." She brought the baton down on Cara's knee.

"Then he should have said so, I'm not a telepath. The cop was killed because he was attempting to kill both me and Tom." Cara replied

Arthas ripped the clacker out of Ernine's hand and smashed the side of Cara's head, eyes alight. "Cut the crap!!!" He smashed the other side of her head. "What happened? Huh? Who pulled the trigger?!?! Why!?!? When!?!? What the f*** happened in there!!!???!!!" He took a deep breath. "Tell me, or I'll be back with something not as kind as this." He jabbed her in the ribs with it again, her other side this time.

"Woah, slow down there turbo. Take it easy, don't ask those questions so fast. I'll explain later. In the mean time I'll be over there intterrogating our friend." She motioned over to the cop and then headed that direction

"Who, was a cop, I don't actually know his name, why, to defend both Tom and I, when, sometime this evening and what, cop A(deceased) entered the room, yelled some things before drawing a knife and gun, aimed at me, charged toward Tom with the knife when cop B shot cop A in the head and then had us leave with him." Cara replied, ears ringing.

Arthas ran into the bathroom quick, he came out after a quick splish of the faucet, he had cooled his face with some water. He sat down on the stool again. "Oh, so that cop over there?" Arthas waved his hand in the distance to the cop and Ernine. "You are saying he killed the other cop?" Arthas was opening a fresh box of nails.

"To the best of my observation yes." Cara replied

Arthas pulled one of the nails out. Copper, more decor than practical, but hey, clearance sales at the hardware store. He nabbed the nail on his tongue, putting another one in front of Cara's mouth "Taste this, it's like a penny." He smiled "And if you don't tell me who really pulled the trigger, the next time you see this nail, it will taste like copper and iron."

"As I've never tasted a penny I couldn't say. Who do you want me to say did it as I have told you what I saw from my point of view, of course I was partially upside down at the time." Cara replied

Arthas grabbed Cara's fingers, wrapping his own long, thin fingers around them, slowly bending them back. "Now, tell me what really happened." He repeated.

"Since you refuse to accept my story I guess I shall have to tell you another one. I shot the cop." She said

Arthas pushed down on Cara's fingers, a series of satisfying cracking noises as he did. "I don't want another story, I want the story. All of it."

"The cop entered the room, threatened Tom with his knife, I grabbed his gun and shot him." She replied

Arthas nodded. "Alright, that was easy enough. Now that we have that out of the way, on a more personal note, I want to hear the story."

"The story, what do you mean, do you mean what happened since we last meet, what?" She asked

"No..." He looked around and leaned in close, putting his mouth close to her ear, whispering "What really happened at the police station? I'm confused."

"What I told you originally." She replied, keeping her voice low.

"That the cop over there killed the other cop?" Arthas asked, still hushed, wanting to clarify.

"Yes." Cara replied, still keeping her voice low.

Arthas picked up a nail and, with the help of the clacker as a hammer, slowly pounded it through Cara's palm before going to work on each of the broken fingers, humming happily to each pound like a man pounding in railroad spikes.

Cara bit her lip with enought force to draw blood to keep from screaming and giving Arthas the desired reaction.

Ernine walked over to the cop and said, "Well, you sure did get yourself in a pickle. Do you realize that if you had let him kill those kids, he would have been the one to end up dead?"

"Well, ma'am, I had a decision. Let two kid's and an old, crooked cop die. Or let a lifeless man and an old, crooked cop die.... Wait, do you think I did it?"

"I know you did it, it's just that the government wants to hear that the kid did it. I'm sure you understand what all this means."

"So, this is all a politcal manuever, is that it?" The cop replied, an almost disgusted tone in his voice.

"Yeah, pretty much. I get my paycheck, and I also get fresh people to legally torture to death, so I'm happy. And speaking of which, I'm sure were going to hav e fun time in about....oh say 2-3 minutes"

"So, what's going to happen? No matter what I say, this is going down in the books as something she did. So why even have this whole thing? Why put everyone through the pain. You could've done the same by inviting us over for some pizzas and then taking the little girl out back and having her shot, end of your shift."

"Yes, that is true, but you fail to see several things. One I enjoy the pain I cause to people, two, I need to make sure everyone who was involved knows that she did it, and 3, because she is government property, Killing her comes as a last resort. So after those three things thats what I probably would have done."

The cop chuckled, "Well, sorry ma'am, unless you convince me otherwise, number two isn't going to happen. You'll kill me first." His voice was almost daring Ernine

"Kiling you was the plan from the begining. You were never going to make it out of here alive."

"Ok, well, thanks for letting me know that. Now whatever you do to me, I won't worry about, any disfigurement, any limbs destroyed, any of that won't mean a thing, because I won't ever be using them again." The cop was talking in a level, smooth voice like he dealt with interrogation alot.

"Yeah, I know. I just want to see how long I can keep you alive before you die. The suffering you are about to go through won't be as much of a loss to your self, but it will teach me a great deal of things." She smirked at the thought that he actually thought he could compare to her interrogation skills.

"Ok, well then, let's get this over with." He said calmly, closing his eyes.

"By getting over with you do realize that the rest of your life is going to be summed up in a matter of weeks, right?"

"Weeks, eh?" The cop smiled "What, am I someone special? Did you see me put a parking ticket on your motorcycle once?"

"So you were the bastard, but no, I want to beat my old record, which is about two weeks, and you were rubbing me the wrong way."

"Well then, I wish you the best of luck in this dealing. May you be able to add in your little diary that you broke your old best."

Ernine stepped away from the cop and started fumbling with a stereo, after several minutes she found a familiar song, and turned it on, loud. She looked at the cop and said, "I love this song." Just before the lyrics hit, she stood inforont of him.

Well I don't know why I came here tonight,
I got the feeling that something ain't right,

She turned around and crossed her legs. She pointed her hand foreward and brought it back, running it along her chin, behind her ears and flipped her hair up.

I'm so scared in case I fall off my chair,
And I'm wondering how I'll get down the stairs,

She quickly spun around uncrossing her legs, and slowly reached her hand into her pocket.

Clowns to the left of me,
Jokers to the right, here I am,
Stuck in the middle with you.

She quickly pulled her hand out, bringing it out and across her body pointing up and to the left of her. When her hand cmae to a stop the distinctive sound of a blade opening up could be heard. She held this position until the next verse started.

Yes I'm stuck in the middle with you,
And I'm wondering what it is I should do,

She slowly sauntered foreward, ever so slowly bringing the back of the blade to rest next to her eye.

It's so hard to keep this smile from my face,
Losing control, yeah, I'm all over the place,

She slowly ran the back of the straight razor down across her face, down her neck, chest and to a full and complete stop just on the top of her breast. She slowly sauntered foreward, until she was inches from him.

Clowns to the left of me, Jokers to the right,
Here I am, stuck in the middle with you.

She sat on his lap, and brought her lips real close to his, before quickly standing up, twirling, and slashing his forehead with the razor.

The cop was finding this all pretty bizarre, almost like he had seen this all before. It was very surreal, like a dream. That is, until the razor brought a stinging sensation to his forehead. "Let the 'games' begin..." He muttered under his breath.

Well you started out with nothing,
And you're proud that you're a self made man,
And your friends, they all come crawlin,

she slowly twirled and stepped away from the cop, flinging the blood that got on the razor onto a nearby wall

Slap you on the back and say,
Please.... Please.....

She started stepping towards him again.

Trying to make some sense of it all,
But I can see that it makes no sense at all,

She set the tip of the blade on the bottom of her left cheek bone, running the back of the blade across her throat.

Is it cool to go to sleep on the floor,
'Cause I don't think that I can take anymore

She brought her arm down and out diagonally, and fell to her knees, pointing the blade at the floor.

Clowns to the left of me, Jokers to the right,
Here I am, stuck in the middle with you.

she slowly brought both of her arms up, so they were pointing straight out to her sides, and rolled her neck. All the while taking steps foreward on her knees.

Well you started out with nothing,
And you're proud that you're a self made man,

she stood up and spun right in front of him, finishing the spin looking down her arm, that was extended straight out, at the razor blade.

And your friends, they all come crawlin,
Slap you on the back and say,
Please.... Please.....

she sat back down on his lap, and started the razor blade into the skin above his left temple.

Well I don't know why I came here tonight,
I got the feeling that something ain't right,

she quickly brought the blade down, and across his face, leaving a wide open gash running from above his temple to his lower cheek bone. She brought the blade millimeters from his eye.

I'm so scared in case I fall off my chair,
And I'm wondering how I'll get down the stairs,

she quickly stood up as soon as it was about to say 'chair', and the second it said she tipped him over and kicked him in the stomach. She brought the chair back up and sat back in his lap.

Clowns to the left of me,
Jokers to the right, here I am,

she brought the blade back to his eye and cut his eye lid off. She threw the eyelid at the wall, where it stuck for a second or two before sliding down a little bit and falling off the wall.

Stuck in the middle with you,
Yes I'm stuck in the middle with you,
Stuck in the middle with you.

She stood up, and at the last two beats of the music quickly brought the blade down on either side of his cheek, leaving two nearly identical cuts on either side of his face.

Arthas stopped what he was doing and watched Ernine, applauding at the end of the song before spinning in his stool back to Cara. "Oh, your lip's bleeding. Bad habit that is. You wouldn't have too, go through this pain" Slamming the butt end of the clacker on her windpipe "If I could trust you."

The cop was exasperarated, the searing pain of the cuts taking hold of him, he couldn't help but to smile a bit at Ernine's showmanship.

"No I wouldn't have to go throught this if I hadn't messed up." Cara said once she got her breath back.

Ernine went over to where Arthas was, and grabbed the Cauterizing blade. She walked over to the cop and turned it on, leaning against the wall, humming the tune, while it warmed up.

Arthas paused as he was getting ready to go to work on Cara's right hand. "What now? What'd you screw up?"

"Something I was doing." Cara replied

"So, ma'am, what can I expect for tomorrow's show?" The cop, though painful, spoke in a slightly sarcastic tone. He felt the blood runnign down him and was ready for the wounds to be cauterized.

Arthas began to lose interest, but still listened "What were you doing that you botched?" He asked, counting out nails.

She ignored the cop and continued humming. When the blade was ready she cauterized the cuts deeper and wider than she needed to, but hey this was torture. She set the still hot blade down on his leg, and walked off, coming back with some salt. She pulled the blade off and poured some salt in her hands, throwing it in his recently formed burns.

"Making money, and since you were going to be doing this from the start why the farce?" Cara said

The cop cringed, mouth closed tight, one eye scrunched, the other one trying to but tearing up from the salt and not able to close all the way from the lack of eyelid. arms and hands strainging against their ties, the salt burning, causing him to almost scream out in pain. If he bit down any harder, he'd probably chip a tooth.

"What're you talking about?" Arthas puzzedly asked.

"What you are doing with the nails. Since it appears the powers that be already have the story predecided what's the point of all this?" Cara said

"Well, it's all the more better if the witnesses will go along with the government's decision." He lined up a nail, raising the clacker "And it's all the better if the witnesses are casually nudged into believing it" A light chuckel at the words 'casually nudged'

"So you would stop if I said I believed that I killed the cop?" Cara asked

"No" He brought the club down, purposely missing the nail and clubbing her wrist "It's over when I believe that you believe that you did it."

"And what would be needed to convince you?" Cara asked

Ernine left and came back several minutes later with two sets of hand cuffs.

"Lets get you into a more 'comfortable' position, shall we?"

She dragged teh cops chair over to the wall. She clicked one end of the hand cuffs onto the bar that was about seven feet off the ground, with the help of a rolling set of steps. She dragged the chair as best she could onto the steps and slowly worked one of his arms out of the rope, cuffing it to the bar. She untied the other arm and cuffed it. After she cuffed both arms she cut his shirt off, so he was bear chested, and did her best to get it so he was only in his underwear. She stepped off the steps and started pulling the steps away, so he would hang from his arms, the cuffs digging into his wrists.

"Until you scream it in your deepest desperations of pain, when your mind has ran for the hills and all you have left is yourself and you admit to it just to keep from going under. When that being the truth is all that will save you from your own throws."

"So you want me to beg, is that it, you want me to beg to confess that I killed the cop?" Cara asked

Arthas laughed once, a bit of an echo in the warehouse "No... no, no, no... you don't get it. I have to get this idea, that you killed the cop, into your head. And, it's a big though, bigger than your ears, so I have to break into your mind to plant the idea there."

The cop remained silent, his arms slowly having circulatory issues. Maybe he should just say that Cara did it. "If I confessed how you want me too, what'll happen to the others?"

"The boy will go free, but the girl will more than likely stay until we get a full confession. You couldn't imagine how good of training this is for my student. Number one, he's actually getting experience, Number two, this experience is somone he grew up with, number three, those first two dont' happen often, and since he knew and trained with her, it'll help him become a master of what he does much quicker than otherwise." She said, pulling out the straigth razor and fiddling with it.

"I believe you have an ulterior motive, what is it? Otherwise you would just be doing your job and asking the same question every so often." Cara asked

He drove the nail through her palm "Ulterior motives, eh?" He squared another nail up on her first finger, driving it through as he said "You trying to turn the tables, Cara, is that it? You know when I'll stop doing this, so just satisfy those conditions and we are done. That's my only motive, to get a gold star for the day." His voice was cold, snappy, but his face was quite the opposite. He got another nail ready.

Tom got up from his chair and quietly started sneaking over to behind Arthas.

The cop look at Ernine for awhile "Sorry ma'am, but you won't break your record with me" he said at last.

"Eh, whatever, Now I have a student to monitor." She turned around and watched as Tom started creeping up behind Arthas. She said nothing, wanting to see what Arthas could do in CQC.

"Since you know my pain threshold from class, why not just start at that point? You're intentionally drawing it out for some reason and I want to know why," As she sees Tom sneaking up on Arthas she calls to him, "Go sit down, this is between Arthas and me."

"Tom, do as you like, just stay away from the instruments. As a matter of fact you can leave if you want, I'm not stopping you." A large smile formed on her face after she said this. She slightly cocked her head in interest to see if he would leave, and be met with a wall of bullets as the chopper opened fire on him.

Tom dove at Arthas, catching him off guard and tackling him to the ground. He had Arthas pinned, or so he thoguht. Arthas slid his hand out from under the hold and brought his fist straight down on the hand Ernine had broken and nailed on. Tom's hold weakened and Arthas rolled forward, tossing Tom off him, onto the ground just ahead. While in this roll, Arthas broth that same fist crashing down on Tom's sternum, winding him. Arthas went to get up and was tripped by Tom's leg, who quickly recovered from the blow to the chest. Tom grabbed Arthas' collar and slammed his head against the flor, punching his face a fw times. Tom lay motionless as Arthas reached up to his face, his nose streaming blood, a little beign coughed up. Arthas wiped some with his hand and looked at it, his mind raced and he splattered it in Tom's eyes. Seizing the opportunity, Arthas kicked Tom's elbow and stood up. He grabbed a long, iron bar, probably for a mop and went back over to Tom, who was on his knees. "Tom, look at me" Arthas said calmly. Tom looked up just in time to see the bar come cracking down on his head. He fell to his side in pain. Arthas spoke again "If you really want another turn strapped in, I'm sure Ms Esras would be happy to let you go again." Tom got up after a moment and shamefully went to the wall, deciding to do like was suggested. He walked away, to a window, not going out, just looking, before walking back to a chair. Arthas turned his gaze once again to Cara. He spoke as if nothing has ever happened, pulling a napkin out of his pocket and wiping the blood from his face "I am just getting my share of practice out of you, my friend and ally."

((OOC: Umm... Theao? Cara was talked to in the last post.))

"So the only reason is practice?" Cara asked

ooc: I realize that but I've been busy in RL and havn't been able to respond to all I need to in a timely manner.

"I guess so." Arthas replied, expression getting distant, he looked as if his blows to the head were catching up to him. "That and my lack of belief too."

"Belief in what?" Cara asked

((Didn't see you posted)) "I already told you. Belief that you convinced yourself that you killed the cop." He closed the box of nails.

"If you can't believe me who can you believe?" Cara asked

ooc: will be on intermitenly for the rest of the night.

"No one" Arthas answered, thinking of what to try out next. "That's why you need to stop pestering and let me get this over with."

"Or you could accept that I'm telling the truth." Cara replied

Arthas' head was throbbing. "That'll come in time." He walked over and grabbed a few oddly shapped stones with holes through them and rubber tubing. He came back and sat down, threading one of the stones "So, what did it feel like, killing to save your life like that, killing a cop."

"The same it felt at the final exam from the school, it had to be done or I would have died, simple as that." Cara replied

He set the pointed part of the stone on her wrist, a thinner part of the wrist, the point of the stone lined up with the space between the two bones that make the wrist up. "How do you hope this will end, now that we are in the middle of this?"

"What do you mean how do I hope it ends?" Cara asked

"This whole... interview." He gestured to the the whole warehouse before going back to tying the tubing, letting the rock apply a bit of pressure between the two bones. "How do you hope this ends?"

"That it end as well as it can." Cara replied

"And what exactly is 'well'? For everyone involved?" He slowly tgged on the tubing, the knot drawing closer, the rock slowly wedging between the two bones, spreading them apart, stressing at the joints and tendons.

"That those the goverment will allow to live let leave, those the goverment has condemned to death allowed a quick death." Cara replied

Arthas pulled the strings tighter until the bones were straining to stay together, moving on to the other wrist. "How idealistic, Cara. Foolish though." He paused, lining up the next rock. "So, did you like it? Killing the cop?"

"Does it really matter?" Cara replied

Arthas quickly yanked on the rubber tubing, pushing Cara's other wrists to the limit as well. "Yes, it does. Now answer the goddamned question." His voice was level, cool and cruel.

"Since I simply reacted, and havn't thought on how it felt I couldn't answer, prehaps you would provide an answer thought." Cara replied

Arthas placed two more of the banded rocks around Cara's legs, one on each leg between the fibia and tibia. "Wrong answer, Cara" He stated as he tied and sinched one of the tubes, driving the rock in between the two bones, giving a nice pain in both ankle and knee as the bones strained to not crack into two.

"Alright, I feel guilty, I should never have killed the cop." Cara replied with a look that said happy?

Arthas sinched the other tie "What was the look on his face?" He asked quickly, accompanied with a dark tone.

"Just wondering if your happy doing scut work." Cara replied

((OOC: Scut work?))

ooc: means dirty work, military expression for things like latrine duty.

((OOC: That's what I thought you meant, don't hear that word alot, personally.)) "Well, I'm enjoying this, and I think I should take more joy out of this, now that you ask." Arthas grabbed a pair of bulky headphones, sliding them over Cara's head and her ears. The top part, the head band, was situated over her eyes. Arthas took an eyedropper-like device that was hooked to a tube and into the same machine the headphones were plugged into and placed it in Cara's mouth, clipping it on her tongue and lip. Two tubes were pulled up from the same machine. Arthas placed these in Cara's nostrils. Little domes were placed on her fingertips. Arthas smiled and pushed a button on the machine.

All at once: The headband flashed a blinding light, piercing enough that it would hurt even with eyes closed. The headphones played a stabbing screech. A noxious gas came through the two tubes in her nose. A small squirt of a modified ammonia, non-lethal but still as bitter as hell, came through the mouth tube, running down her tongue. Little rollers in the domes spun, rubbing over her nerves, exposing them to silk smooth, sandpaper rough, razor sharp and wool itchy all together.

Cara winced/gagged but refused to show any other outward signs.

ooc: the finger tips arn't really that sensitive

((OOC: Um... yes. They are. your fingers into some boiling water, tell me where it hurts. And, you are aware of what that machine would really do, right?))

Arthas unhooked the machine and wheeled it away, sitting down, thinking of what to do next. He was a bit peeved by Cara's comment, and was trying his hardest not to show it.

Cara coughted a bit after the machine was removed and turned off but other than that didn't let on the effects of the machine.

ooc: if you dip your finger into boiling water the tip hurts more not because it's more sensitive but it is most damaged.
the machine is designed to be the opposite of a ganzefield cacoon or sensory deprivation tank.

((OOC: Ok, bend your finger and go in knuckle-first.
No, not what I was aiming for.))

Arthas put a blindfold on Cara, opening a jar that was now unseen to her. "So now, you never answered me, what was the look on his face when he got shot"

"I couldn't say, I shot him in the back of the head." Cara replied

Arthas began doing something with what was in the jar that caused Cara to occasionally feel a small, odd tingle for a brief moment in very small areas. His eye was getting red and the side of his face a bit swollen from the punches to his head. He couldn't shake that dizzy feeling either. "Very good, now tell me what you were feeling right before you grabbed his gun and pulled the trigger.

"I was worried/scared for my life and for my companions life." Cara replied

ooc: leeches?

OOC: Bravo.

IC:Arthas was putting leeches all over Cara, watching them slowly swell up. "How was the gun, how did it fire?" He asked as he put that last of 50 leeches on her.

"The recoil kicked it back in my hands" Cara replied.

"Why did he arrested you, which lead to your cop friend over there shooting the victim?" Arthas removed the leeches, squeezing all of the blood into another jar.

"I told you he didn't shoot the victem, I did." Cara replied

Arthas pured the blood into a Hawaiian Punch jug he found amongst the various things in the warehouse, hid the jar of leeches, draping a heavy, itchy blanket over Cara and taking off her blindfold. "Great. How're you doing? Thirsty? Want a glass of punch? Get that ammonia taste out of your mouth?" He had two paper cups, he was filling one.

"No thanks, I'm not that thirsty." Cara replied

"You sure?" Arthas asked, putting ice into the cup he poured into and taking a long sip from it. "Mmm... delicous. My next thing is going to make you thirsty, so mabe you should."

"Drinking before your thirsty doesn't help deal with thirst." Cara replied "Also do you finally believe I've killed the cop?"

"No, I don't believe you anymore. If you did it, you'd be nervous. Now, have a drink, please." He put a straw in the second glass, filling it up. He put the straw next to Cara's mouth, taking another gulp from his own.

"Nerves never did any good to anyone and why do you want me to drink so much?" Cara asked

"Because even though I'm doing all this crap to you, I still care for you. Now, may you please drink something?" Arthas asked, an impacient tone to his voice.

"If you cared for me, you would accept me at my word, but if it will make you happy I'll have a drink, but only after you have one first." Cara replied

Ernine walked over and started watching. When Cara started making bargains with Arthas she shouted, "Fuck you Cara! Arthas, your being way to gentle with her." She walked over and slapped Cara as hard as she could with the back of her hand. Cara's head moved all the way to the other side of the table. "Arthas give me her goddamned blood. NOW!" She grabbed a funnel and stuck it in Cara's mouth, pouring the entire contents of the jug into the funnel. When the funnel drained into Cara's mouth she pushed the funnel away, and pressed her hand against Cara's jaw, holding it shut. "Swallow it, bitch. SWALLOW IT! Now, why did you kill that goddamned cop?"

Arthas felt like such a little crap. Not because of what happened to Cara, he could care less. He thought she had it coming, her smart ass comments. She should've just listened. He felt bad though, because even though he was about to do the same thing, Ernine had to intervene. She was mad at him, he failed his first torturing. He was trying to not be brutal, but he was being too careful. He sighed and sat down, eyes heavily closed, a small, shameful frown on his face.

Some of the blood leaked out of the side of Cara's mouth before she managed to swallow the rest. "I killed the cop to save my life and the life of my companion."

She got real close to her face and with the look of a devil on her face she said through clenched teeth, "And how did it feel to kill the cop?"

"It didn't feel at the time, but now I feel guilty." Cara replied

SHe pulled her head away and shrieked "BULLSHIT! I doubt you even think you killed him." She planted her fist in Cara's solar plexus, knocking her unconcious.

A short time later Cara woke up with a headache.