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Buy a Little Mercy [Open; Potentially Graphic Material]
Less than an hour after the ship leaves Agrestic's orbit, an announcement is broadcast throughout Stacy.
|| Attention, crew. Your crewmates, Howard Bassem and Charles Merriman, have been apprehended attempting to desert. They will now be given Punishment. According to established guidelines, you are all requested to report to the Observation to witness the Punishment. Attendance is not mandatory, but highly suggested. This will serve as a reminder of the consequences of treason and desertion. ||
On the observation deck, Archon Yavek, Archite Rekkti, two other Daligig and a handful of Kessek soldiers stand outside a spherical force field. Inside the bubble, Orc and Howard are suspended by tentacles looping around their wrists. Orc's ceased thrashing around and struggling against his restraints; rust-colored fissures have developed around his shoulders and forearms from the strain, but now he simply hangs there, looking defeated. Howard's nose is bleeding, and every time a drop falls to the bottom of the forcefield there's a small sizzle. He's weeping and begging the Daligig with every plea possible, but they act as if they aren't listening. Instead, they wait for an audience.
|| Attention, crew. Your crewmates, Howard Bassem and Charles Merriman, have been apprehended attempting to desert. They will now be given Punishment. According to established guidelines, you are all requested to report to the Observation to witness the Punishment. Attendance is not mandatory, but highly suggested. This will serve as a reminder of the consequences of treason and desertion. ||
On the observation deck, Archon Yavek, Archite Rekkti, two other Daligig and a handful of Kessek soldiers stand outside a spherical force field. Inside the bubble, Orc and Howard are suspended by tentacles looping around their wrists. Orc's ceased thrashing around and struggling against his restraints; rust-colored fissures have developed around his shoulders and forearms from the strain, but now he simply hangs there, looking defeated. Howard's nose is bleeding, and every time a drop falls to the bottom of the forcefield there's a small sizzle. He's weeping and begging the Daligig with every plea possible, but they act as if they aren't listening. Instead, they wait for an audience.
Re: REACTIONS
"What is the meaning of this?" he demanded of the Daligig gathered in the chamber. It didn't matter which one of them answered him so long as he got an answer. He and Howard had said their goodbyes. Howard wasn't supposed to be back here. He was supposed to be free from this. Free to start a new life, or what passed for one now that almost everyone in his reality was dead and gone.
"You're going to vivisect a couple of teenagers for not wanting to take part in your damn war? What happened to the truce terms? How many laws did you break to yank them off that planet? What the hell does it matter to you if two kids from out in the middle of nowhere tag along on your little crusade? They're not soldiers! They're not even trained combatants!"
[Chances are they'll pretty much have to severely injure Z to get him to watch the Punishment.]
Re: REACTIONS
A tentacle descends from the ceiling and hovers a few feet away from Zouichi.
"Whatever laws we broke with that backwater planet is of little concern. Once they've had their fit about it they will return to obeying us. They will not jeopardize the entire war effort over a small infraction of their make-believe Truce." He speaks calmly, as if he's not facing any threat at all. "And we are all soldiers here. It is not our fault your crew has not ensured everyone be properly trained."
Re: REACTIONS
When he'd been created, it had been in the pursuit of birthing a kind of living, breathing combat machine. One which would consider every eventuality, one that could look at any battle situation and determine exactly what course of action to take to kill as many hostile combatants as he could, as efficiently as he could. One capable of murdering without remorse or hesitation or pity. There was nothing cold-blooded about the wrath that bubbled hot and thick at Zouichi's core now -- but he did, at the very least, recognize that unless he was trying to kill his opponents outright, he wouldn't be able to stop this from happening. Not if all of Yavek's smug bluster was true.
Quicker than a human could ever hope to, he fired a single gravity shell at the tentacle poised ready to restrain him. With his other hand, he leveled his rifle -- not at the Kessek, but at Yavek -- and fired. Let them scramble to protect him, see how they liked it. A bright burst of energy bloomed forth from the barrel of the coil rifle, but Zouichi was already preparing his next shot.
Bring the noise.
And also someone was playing an awesome speed guitar solo?Re: REACTIONS
The other Kessek leap for Zouichi as one coordinated unit, aiming not to kill him, because Stacy would stop them, but to do as much damage as they are physically capable of doing up to that point. With their superhuman strength they grab at his arms and throat, with their impossible speed they try to knock his legs out from under him.
Rekkti, already moving as quickly away from the action as she can, yells up to the ceiling. "That is enough!" Her voice carries over the sounds of fighting.
"Warden program, implement Code 12 immediately."
Re: REACTIONS
There was a time to hold back one's strength, and that time was not now. Bracing against the incoming blows and grabs with the left side of his body, he aimed a skull-shattering punch full-bore into the face of the nearest Kessek bodyguard. Little time for strategy now; instead he focused himself on keeping his limbs free as long as he could, aiming as many vicious blows as he could at the incoming Kessek before they inevitably took him down.
Re: REACTIONS
|| Code 12 has been activated. ||
The one Zouichi aims his punch at doesn't dodge fast enough, but it doesn't have to, because Stacy senses the imminent death and intervenes. Tentacles descend from every organic surface and wraps around Zouichi and the Kessek both. The Kessek cease struggling, but the tentacle tips turn to needles and start pumping sedatives into Zouichi.
Not enough to knock him out. Enough to let him still watch what happens next while immobilized.
Re: REACTIONS
The blow to his shoulder knocked him halfway to the ground; the follow-up hit outright dislocated one of his knees. Angry red messages about the freshly torn ligaments were added to the injury list crawling through his vision, but Zouichi tried to get back up all the same.
Not Howard. He wasn't going to let this happen to --
When the tentacles injected him, he felt his limbs go slack. His vision seemed to be swimming in some kind of fog, but he was still conscious, still there. It would take his system time to figure out how to deal with the alien compound.