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Entry tags:
- !location: obs deck,
- !status: open,
- allenby beardsley,
- azula,
- barbara wright,
- beastboy,
- cedric diggory,
- clef,
- diana ladris,
- elisa maza,
- faiza hussain,
- goliath,
- hana asakura,
- hiccup,
- hit girl,
- hououji fuu,
- howard bassem,
- jamie mccrimmon,
- jinx,
- kanoe zouichi,
- kaya,
- kon-el,
- lash,
- lord zetta,
- mordin solus,
- morgan knight,
- n'tho 'sraom,
- nightwing,
- orc,
- ranulf,
- ruffnut thorston,
- sakura haruno,
- sandy marko,
- sarah kerrigan,
- sensor,
- simon,
- sirius black,
- stature,
- the tenth doctor,
- tim drake/red robin,
- zuko
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
Someone is going to die for this.
Re: REACTIONS
She saw a flash of blue and red streak by over her head as someone else flew into the room, but Simon's loud voice distracted her from wondering who it was. "Simon, gimme a hand!" she yelled. And then she yelled again, without words. There were no words that could describe her rage.
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Kon slams into another Kessek, although rather than simply being tackled she grabs onto his cape and digs into the floor, dragging Kon to the ground with her in a heap.
Another Kessek grabs Simon by the wrist and throws him to the ground with a thud, ignoring him in favor of rushing to the aid of the Kessek fighting the new Superman. He tries to grab Kon, making the fight two on one.
A moment after Allenby's angry cries, there's a snapping sound as one of the Kessek presses her arm down at an impossible angle. The bones in her upper arm are snapped in two.
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Die die die die
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The scream and snap, however, give him motivation to move to his feet much quicker, and he staggers in the direction of the Kessek on top of Allenby - he's using the same tactic as before, though, with a twist. There's a green energy trailing off his fist as he swings with a yell of wordless fury.
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"What the hell is wrong with you?!" he shouted at the soldiers as he tossed punches. "Don't you see how screwed up this is?"
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The sound was part of a chorus of thuds, chops, and thumps that all told of fighters being taken down. They weren't Kessek. And now the inside of her arm had been broken clean in two.
Allenby had felt this before during her training. Broken arms, broken ankle, popped shoulder. It happened. But nobody had ever kept pushing down on the limb before. Pain entered the rage, sending the pitch of her yelling up into a scream. Still livid, she tried to wrench her arms free again and her voice cut short as the pain blazed white-hot in front of her eyes.
She was down. Broken. Helpless. And it hurt, oh God, yes it did. But she was just pinned down, not strung up on puppet strings made of DG cells. She forced herself to stop screaming long enough to work saliva into her mouth and spit in the Kessek's face, just as she heard Simon and cape kid start up again.
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She waited for the Kesseks to be distracted. She had her rifle aimed at Yavek's head. Her finger tightened on the trigger. And then she felt more than heard the scream in her head. She turned and looked at Allenby and for a moment she saw herself in her place, arms and legs broken but still cursing them.
Damn it.
Kerrigan switched targets, aimed at the Kessek who had attacked Allenby, and squeezed the trigger.
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The Kessek attacking Karis starts bleeding from her claws and tosses Karis aside as if she were an bag of empty fast food wrappers. It rushes over to help the one attacking Allenby, looking to intercept Simon. A mighty fist slams into Simon's ribs.
From overhead, a voice:
|| Code 12 has been implemented. ||
A mass of tentacles descend from the ceiling, forming a barrier between the crew and the Kessek and Daligig. Anyone that dares make any move to attack, or to move closer to the force field around Howard and Orc, is restrained. Those that continue to struggle are jabbed with a needle full of sedatives.
And Archite Rekkti, in the corner of the room.
"I understand your anger, and personally, I would rather we used other, less painful, methods to make our point, so I will forgive your attacks. This time. There's only so much torture I can stand in one day."
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"I'm going to kill you one day. You and all of your daligig friends, you hear me? You're all dead!"
And then she starts fading, still spitting fire, invective and curses.
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It's several moments before any movement comes from him - a shaking arm trying to drag him forward before tentacles and sedatives take effect.
If he needed more proof that blind anger and determination alone weren't going to help him here, well. He had it now.
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And he did need the sedative because he didn't stop fighting when the tentacles came, trying to throw them off with his telekinesis, and then just trying to pull his arms free through sheer force of will alone when the red light dampened his powers.
"You can't do this! You can't! You...you..."
His eyes rolled back into his head and then he was out, drugged like the others, the red light fixed on him so he stayed that way.
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