Singha: He just stares at her.
Reyna Varinia Réruno: She shrugs, smiles at
him, and goes back to smoking. "Worth a shot."
Angelia Caponelli: (sorry. Back)
Angelia Caponelli: Ang grabs her phone and
walks ot the back of the ware house.
Angelia Caponelli -> Singha: Some where Adam/mas' phone rings.
Ingvar Urgahaldt: Si. *Spoken as he watches
the man himself.*
Singha: ((he's
been waiting for it. And answers in Thai.))
Singha: ((And
that was, of course a PM.))
Ingvar Urgahaldt: ((*G*))
Singha: ((To
save the painful passage of time we can cut to the point Mas arrives))
Angelia Caponelli: Speaks fluidly in italian
into the phone.
Angelia Caponelli: *nods*
Reyna Varinia Réruno: She gives Ingvar an
amused look. ~Sp~ "Shoulda told me you spoke Spanish, you naughty
boy." SHowing no hint at embarassment regarding her earlier comment about
psycho puppies.
Angelia Caponelli -> Singha: Ang was going to offer him the option of hooking her up
with a kin contact if he knew some one else or one of the KR guys who spoke
cantonese.
Ingvar Urgahaldt: *Pale eyes lock against
Angelia.. as she paces, or speaks.. taking note of inflection, or notes of
unease in her activity.*
Singha -> Angelia Caponelli: ((No, he wants to do this. *G* He just can't speak Italian
so he tells her to tell the others that she's sending a kin to bring him to the
warehouse))
Angelia Caponelli -> Singha: *nods*
Ingvar Urgahaldt: *He doesn't seem to notice
that Reyna was talking to him at first.* Please to excuse- what? *Finally looks
at her for a moment.*
Angelia Caponelli: She's pretty mellow
talking to who ever she's talking to. She asks a few questions. Says something
about Mas and cars. and then tells them she's sent some one to get Mas and
bring him over.
Singha -> Angelia Caponelli: ((She totally has ~got~ to remember that Mas cannot speak
Italian. English, Cantonese, Japanese, Thai. (only Adam can't speak Japanese,
so don't use that. *G*)))
Reyna Varinia Réruno: She nods with a lopsided
grin. "Nothing. Just makin' sure."
Ingvar Urgahaldt: *He
doesn't seem to notice that Reyna was talking to him at first.* Please to
excuse- what? *Finally looks at her for a moment.*
Angelia Caponelli: She's pretty mellow
talking to who ever she's talking to. She asks a few questions. Says something
about Mas and cars. and then tells them she's sent some one to get Mas and
bring him over.
Reyna Varinia Réruno: She nods with a lopsided
grin. "Nothing. Just makin' sure."
Singha: ((Brb,
switching comps laptop's overheating))
Ingvar Urgahaldt: *He nods, and goes back to
watching Ang.. eyes following her with the smooth effeciency of aircraft guns...
or a wolf watching for an opening.*
Singha: Mas
arrives, still wearing his tanktop and cargo shorts and sandals, smiling
broadly as he knocks on the door
Ingvar Urgahaldt: *Moves to the door
smoothly to let him in*
Mas: He waves to Ingvar
as he walks inside. "Did you find out where Ellen is?"
Angelia Caponelli: Ang lets him in wearing
flannel boxers, a tank top and collar. She smiles a bit grimly, "You sure
you're alright with this?"
Reyna Varinia Réruno: "Therein lies the
problem. None of us speak Cantonese, and he doesn't speak English or
Spanish."
Ingvar Urgahaldt: Ehm.. I am assuming, no.
*He looks to the other two with a quirked eyebrow, as though passing off the
question.*
Mas: "Oh. Okay." He moves over to
the man and asks him something pleasantly in Cantonese.
Singha: He just
stares at Mas. He doesn't answer.
Mas: He says some more, a hard tone creeping
in.
Angelia Caponelli: She walks over to the
truck, picks up the dart that was in the man and walks over to where the man
is, holding it out over him so he can see.
Mas -> Singha:
6,5,2,2,6,2,5,8,
Ingvar Urgahaldt: *Moves over to watch,
careful to stay out of the man's line of sight... it would seem the young lord
knows a thing or two about asking hard questions.*
Singha: Something
starts to get murky in his eyes. His upper lip starts to sweat.
Mas -> Singha:
8,6,10,6,5,1,1,4,
Reyna Varinia Réruno: She purses her lips,
looking at Angelia. "It would be just our luck if we got the one mute,
wouldn't it?"
Angelia Caponelli: She looks up at Mas and
hands him the dart before moving off to the side, "I'm sure if you let him
know what he's been stung with he'll be more inclined to talk."
Singha: He says
something briefly. Sullenly.
Reyna Varinia Réruno: She looks at that dart.
"That what I think it is?"
Angelia Caponelli: She shakes her head at
Reyna, "It would be."
Ingvar Urgahaldt: What is it?
Mas: He frowns then looks to Ang, not taking
the dart from her. "He says he doesn't know where Ellen is."
Ingvar Urgahaldt: *His eyes pass from one of
the women to the other.*
Angelia Caponelli: She nods to Reyna,
"That's what he got shot with. I imagine he's going to loose his vision
soon. As I recall low doses of the antidote didn't prevent that. I wanted him
to see it first."
Mas: He asks him another question.
Mas -> Singha:
2,6,8,4,4,9,3,2,
Angelia Caponelli: "It's a special
cocktail they use to take down rhinos in South Africa." She looks back to
Mas with a frown. "You sure?"
Singha: ((He'd
have been blind since he woke up. The antidote does nothing for the hyoscine
effect on the pupils))
Reyna Varinia Réruno: The lips purse again.
"Wow. This will definitely be interesting." This time, 'interesting'
seems to have a connotation of dread to it. Funny, how many different ways one
can say 'interesting' in one day.
Singha: 7,6,9,
Angelia Caponelli: (Ahh good point I thought
that took more time to set in though)
Singha: He says
something defiant and spits at where Mas' voice is coming from.
Reyna Varinia Réruno: "You
can put the jumpers away now. We won't need them." Said to Ingvar, though
she doesn't look away from the prisoner.
Singha: ((No
the effects are immediate. First you go blind, then you lose control of your
limbs, then about 10-30 minutes later your respiriation starts to go, then your
heartrate. But she's already hit him with the antidote so he's not having
trouble breathing.))
Singha: 4,9,6,4,
Singha: And he
actually hits Mas with the spit.
Mas: Mas frowns at that, then looks to Ang
and Ingvar. "He says he doesn't know where Dirt Mas is or Ellen and you
fucking Snakes will just have to kill him because he's not telling you anything
you filthy westerners."
Angelia Caponelli: (gotcha)
Ingvar Urgahaldt: *He purses his lips,
looking between each of them.*
Angelia Caponelli: "Did you tell him we
will be happy to shoot him up again and let him feel his lungs slowly fail him.
Then bring him back from deaths door step and do it again, and again, and again
until we find out what we want?"
Reyna Varinia Réruno: ((Random decision to
change back to my (yes, MY) color since Nabiki ain't here. *G*)) She sighs.
"Well, tell him not to hold back. How does he really feel?"
Mas: He looks, confused, between Reyna and
Ang, as if not sure which one he's supposed to repeat.
Mas -> Singha:
2,3,5,7,2,7,4,8,
Reyna Varinia Réruno: She smiles to Mas.
"Mine was a joke. Repeat hers."
Mas: He says what Ang says, in Cantonese.
Singha: 7,1,8,
Singha: That
seems to shake him a bit, but he hangs on to a bit of his defiance and says
something back
Ingvar Urgahaldt: *Seems to be waiting
patiently.*
Ingvar Urgahaldt: *His eyes never stop
moving.. tracking from one of them to another.. every now and then he checks
his watch.*
Mas: "He says he doesn't know anything
and he's not afraid. He's already dead and he will not betray the Dragons or
his family."
Reyna Varinia Réruno: She sighs.
"Fuckin' fanatics."
Angelia Caponelli: She looks to Mas.
"Tell him I'll do it and if that doesn't work. Well I've been itching to find
some one to practice all the torture techniques Trevor taught me before he
died. I could keep him alive for ages while I perfect them."
Mas -> Singha:
9,8,2,3,7,4,2,2,
Mas: He blinks at Ang. "Trevor's
dead?"
Angelia Caponelli: "And tell him I want
to know who ordered the execution of the Snakes."
Ingvar Urgahaldt: Interrogation is effective
only where one is of weak will. Torture, however, is simple mathematics. *The
rich tones of his voice roll gently from his chest. He may as well be
discussing the weather.*
Mas: "How did he die?"
Mas: "Boy, I've been gone a long
time..." He muses to himself.
Angelia Caponelli: She winces a bit and
looks to Mas apologetically. "Yes he is."
Ingvar Urgahaldt: *He watches as- yet again,
Mas goes wildly off topic.. wonders briefly at the measure of control Angelia
enforces over her subordinates.. perhaps others are given such free reign*
Mas: He draws in a deep breath and looks at
Ing, then at Ang, then at Reyna, and then moves over to the guy, dropping his
voice and speaking in low, urgent tones to him in Cantonese.
Mas -> Singha:
8,2,6,5,1,7,10,
Reyna Varinia Réruno: She
just watches the prisoner casually from her spot on the wall. Watching for any
posture mistakes he may make, non-verbal cues, etc., while Angelia brings Mas
back on track.
Singha -> Mas: 4,3,8,8,6,
Singha: 2,5,6,
Singha: He
doesn't say anything to Mas, tho it's clear he is shaken by what he says.
Angelia Caponelli: She looks to Mas
expectantly.
Mas: He goes a bit more urgent, glancing
warily toward Ing, then Ang, stepping in even closer.
Mas -> Singha:
4,4,1,7,8,4,8,10,
Singha: 3,3,6,
Singha: He gets
even more upset, shaking his head and mumbling something to Mas.
Mas: He stares at the guy, horrified.
Ingvar Urgahaldt: *Cocks his head, distant
curiosity almost colors the hard planes of his face.*
Mas: Then steps back, frowning and growing
angry. "He says not to waste your time. He won't betray the Dragons. THey
are holding his sister and mother. If he talks to you, they will kill them
both."
Ingvar Urgahaldt: He will. Simply use the
correct means.
Angelia Caponelli: "Where are they
holding them?"
Mas: He scowls at Ingvar, then says to Ang.
"Let's go get them. Then he'll talk."
Mas: He repeats Ang's question.
Singha: He
shakes his head, and looks despairing. IT's obvious he doesn't know.
Angelia Caponelli: She nods to Mas and
frowns at Ingvar. "This is not a black spiral. He is my enemy and I will
hurt him for what I need to know but I will not doom innocents to that same
fate."
Angelia Caponelli: "Well tell him he'll
be out guest for a time and to get comfy."
Ingvar Urgahaldt: *He nods to this. At least
it is conviction* Very well.
Mas: His anger turns to sadness, and asks a
few quiet questions from the man.
Reyna Varinia Réruno: She's been listening
passively, watching the whole thing. Thinking on it. And smoking.
Mas -> Singha:
6,9,4,3,10,6,5,
Singha: He
gives the longest answer so far, face bleak.
Mas: "He says nobody dares to cross the
Dragons any more. If they find out, your wife will suddenly get sick and die.
Or your child will disappear. Or your brother or sister will lose their job.
Those who are soldiers in the Dragon army are treated like kings. It just isn't
worth it to defy them."
Reyna Varinia Réruno: "So, it's Rescue
Mission, Part Deux? Do we get a plan this time?"
Ingvar Urgahaldt: *He listens quietly to
this... these Dragons have a firm grasp of tactics..*
Angelia Caponelli: "Tell him the
Dragons won't rule much longer. That Firesnake is back, his followers are
strong and we have no intention of falling prey to the dragons again."
Singha: He adds
a few more things to it, then goes silent.
Mas: "He says that once the Dragon
broke the Snake's back, there was no hope. So people have done what they can to
survive."
Mas: He seems kind of
clueless why Ang would want him to tell INgvar something INg had already agreed
wasn't true but hey, whatever.
Singha: (9okay
lies there. Awaiting his fate))
Angelia Caponelli: She waves a hand at Mas
and gets up walking to her bag and digging around in it.
Ingvar Urgahaldt: *He nods to Mas. At least
the man is dutiful... a little dense it would seem... but dutiful.* I can call
cab. Good luck, Angelia. *He nods to Reyna and picks up the knapsack on his way
to the door.*
Mas: "Bye!" he waves to Ingvar.
"THanks for helping me get son!"
Angelia Caponelli: She comes back with a
bottle of water and kneels down beside the prisoner. She puts her hand around
the back of his head gently and brings the bottle to his lips so he can take a drink.
Ingvar Urgahaldt: My pleasure, Mas. *He
waves back.*
Singha: He's
suspicious, but thirsty. so he drinks
Angelia Caponelli: "Ingvar." She
calls after the shadow lord. "I'll talk to you soon."
Reyna Varinia Réruno: She watches Ingvar
leave, a small, amused smile on her face, and looks back to the others.
Ingvar Urgahaldt: *He waves over his
shoulder, and is ((Gone))*
Ingvar Urgahaldt: ((Thanks for the scene
folks.*G* I would stick around, but I've got to go.))
Angelia Caponelli: (see you)
Reyna Varinia Réruno: ((S'cool, Ingvar.
Thanks, and see ya later!))
Mas: He just waits to see what they'll do
next.
Angelia Caponelli: She
just gives him a few little sips, lets him rest and then gives him more. She
make sure to touch lightly, gently. She'll hurt him if she has to but right now
that's definitly not the case.
Angelia Caponelli: "Mas?"
Singha: he
drinks, closes his eyes, and just waits.
Mas: "What?"
Angelia Caponelli: She sets his head down
and brushes his hair back from his face. "Will you stay and help me watch
him? Tomorrow I'll bring in some kin to guard him while we get his
family."
Mas: He sighs. "I thought maybe me and
Nabiki could go look for Ellen."
Reyna Varinia Réruno: She finally changes
her position, dropping into a squat against the wall instead of her standing
lean.
Angelia Caponelli: She nods a bit to Mas,
"Of course. I'll call a car for you. Rey?"
Reyna Varinia Réruno: "I'll stay here
with you, if you want."
Mas: "And isn't your boss going to get
mad that you got your kin involved in Snake business?"
Angelia Caponelli: "He might... but
then if I camp out here I can't help find the family and Ellen."
Angelia Caponelli: She nods a bit to Reyna.
"THank you."
Angelia Caponelli: "Call me if you find
anything though Mas?"
Reyna Varinia Réruno: She smiles.
"'At's what I'm here for, hon."
Mas: "Okay." He heads toward the
door.
Singha: ((And
unless you guys need me for anything further I'm gonna bail.))
Angelia Caponelli: (And I need to bamf to
bed myself. Night night guys. I'll see you both later)
Reyna Varinia Réruno: ((Okie. *Hugz*
G'night, you two!))
Angelia Caponelli: *Snuggles and bamfs*
Mas: ((ngith all!))