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*Nina let out a sigh surveying the bridge*
"All systems ready for launch Nina."
Nina merely nodded sipping her coffee. "Alight, detach from the mooring point."
Instinctivly she held onto her chair as the clips came loose and the tanzanite moved into space.
"Open a channel with the merc, right. Set a course Tau 23. Go for the Sigma jumphole though, frankfurts been looking ugly recently"
She felt the ship turn and her thoughts turned to the recent convoy. Well. She was still irritated with Jack holding up the convoy with that but she dismissed it. Ships shouldn't be pushed into service until all the systems worked flawlessly. She let out a sigh looking forward to -that- conversation with the engineers.
A small hum started to grow lower in pitch from the back of the ship, telling her they were engaging cruise.
She turned to the screen.
"Think we'll see anything interesting weasel?"
"Naw mam, I'm starved so lets just head back then."
Nina nodded as she felt the cruise engines engage. The momentary G-force pushed her back into her chair as the ship accelerated smoothly.
Her thoughts turned to her crew again. She was damn proud of them. They hadn't lost an engagement yet, well.. accept that phantom but they managed to get to Atland fast enough.
"We approcahing the jumphole Miss Nina"
Nina knew she should ask the mercenary to go through first.
"Lets just get back alright? we all tired here, Jump"
She put her coffee down into its holder as she saw the jumphole light up. A high pitch sound roared as she felt herself sucked back into her seat. All comm systems went dead as the ship punged on. She closed her eyes as the normality of all this struck her.

She felt the deceleration and was pulled forward in her seat. Looking out her window her eyes grew wide in shock.
"Nearby ships! On screen!"
Her heart skipped a beat and it felt as a weight pasted through her throat. A tridente and armoured transport both bearing the tell tale tags of the cartel.
She swore loudly as she heard a murmur of fear pass through her crew.


[Cartel].CM.Nexx.: Cut your engines ICMG roared over her intercom
Nina swore again despite the open comm channels.
[CBS-Weasel: Tanzanite get out of here! ill hold em off
Nina despite herself pulled a deep breath. She knew the escort was was a fighter and equipped to fight bombers. She knew this looked bad.
ICMG[SL47M]Tanzanite: Nina: all power to engines she near scremed.
She listened desperately for the noise of the cruise engines charging. Her crew were terrified now, she turned to them.
"Give everything to engines! Get us out of here!"
CBS-Weasel: you gotta come through me first!
She closed her eyes trying to fight off her panic. She knew the mercenary wouldn't stand a chance in this.
ICMG[SL47M]Tanzanite: Nina: all powers to engines! out of here! she screamed.
She finally heard the sounds of the cruise engines nearing its high note. She didn't the cartel would be stupid enough to not bring disruptors but it was all she had right now.
With a welcome jerk the cruise engines roared to life.
[Cartel].CM.Nexx.: Escudo take out Tanzanite engines.
[Cartel]Escudo: Aye.... proceeding
She held her breath as she heard the missile warning. Without countermeasures all she could do was hope for the best.
The missile struck as they were pulled out of cruise suddenly. Jerking her forward in her chair.
CBS-Weasel: you want Tan, you come through me, i'll die before you can get to her!
ICMG[SL47M]Tanzanite: Nina: *she swore again* Power to shields! Brace!
[Cartel]Escudo: Missiles away as she heard the missile warning again.
ICMG[SL47M]Tanzanite: BRACE!
The explosion rocked the ship as the missiles found their mark. A vibration passed through the ship and warning lights flared. Looking down she saw on her console that the shields had taken the blast. They wouldn't last long though
[Cartel]Escudo: Arming all guns
Nina turned to her crew.
"Prepare to return fire! Aim for that tridente!"
[Cartel].CM.Nexx.: I'll cover you while you take his engines out
[Cartel].CM.Nexx.: firing missile on escort
CBS-Weasel: Nina keep moving
CBS-Weasel: oh <censored>!
The ship rocked under the salvo's of lazer fire.
A dull clunk noise was felt rather than heard. Her eyes widened as her warning console flared up.
ICMG[SL47M]Tanzanite: Nina: Damn it.. They got the afterburner!
[Cartel].CM.Nexx.: Take his main engines offline
ICMG[SL47M]Tanzanite: Nina: All gunners! Return fire on the gunboat
"Fire salvo" she roared. vibrations felt across the ship as the guns roared to life
"Fire at will!"
She saw as the salvo hit home. Hope flared for a moment before dying swiftly. The gunboats shields absorbing the blasts barely tickling it

CBS-Weasel: opening fire, keep moving
[Cartel].CM.Nexx.: firing second missile on escort
ICMG[SL47M]Tanzanite: Nina: Fire!
ICMG[SL47M]Tanzanite: Nina: Switch to the transport!
She watched as the gun array turned starting to track the escudo. The high pitch whine of the reactor showed its stress but she ignored as the guns roared to life again.
[Cartel].CM.Nexx.: Take his main defense weapons offline
CBS-Weasel: gunboats shield is too strong
CBS-Weasel: shields down!
Despite herself she rolled her eyes. That part..she already knew.
Her eyes flared up again as she felt explosions echoing across the hull. Warning lights flared throughout the bridge.
ICMG[SL47M]Tanzanite: Nina: all batteries to shields! Keep firing
Relief flared in her as she heard the massive transfer of batteries. The shield flared up again at full power.
[Cartel].CM.Nexx.: targeting main weapons on escort
CBS-Weasel: bandits hittin me!
CBS-Weasel: HULL BREACH!
Nina closed her eyes awaiting the inevitable.
[Cartel].CM.Nexx.: escort ship is almost destroyed
Taking a deep breath amidst the noise Nina sent out a silent prayer for the mercenary. She had been right to argue with Mack to get them employed.
CBS-Weasel: i'm... so sorry... ni...
She turned her eyes away from the screen and squeezed them shut as she heard the blast of the fighter blowing.
Death: CBS-Weasel was put out of action by [Cartel].CM.Nexx. (Gun).
She opened her eyes again realizing her crew was relying on her. She had to do everything she could to get them out of this.
ICMG[SL47M]Tanzanite: Nina: fire with whatevers left!
ICMG[SL47M]Tanzanite: Nina: engines online again! Fire everything!

[Cartel].CM.Nexx.: Keep focusing weapons on Tanzanite defense weapons
[Cartel].CM.Nexx.: Go to cruise we can let Tanzanite get away.
[Cartel]Escudo: Going to engines full... shes' running.

Hope flared again as the cruise engine roared to life. She saw the distance climbing as the enemy ships began to charge their engines. She moved out of disruptor range and let out a sigh of relief. They were clear and safe, finally.

Her eyes flared open again as a deep rumble started to grow in pitch from the back of the ship. Every warning light within the ship turned onto full red. Her console flashing coolant leak.

ICMG[SL47M]Tanzanite: Nina: Kill the engines! Now!
She shouted but too late. A dull boom resounded through the ship followed by an eerie silence as for the first time in tanzanites history. The engines went quiet.
[Cartel]Escudo: Her engines wern't damaged as much as we thought.
[Cartel].CM.Nexx.: target her engines

The computers voice came over comms
"Shield batteries drained, deploying nanobots"
She knew it was hopeless as she felt the shield finnally give in, the blasts on the engines as lazer fire began to rip them apart.
"On screen" She whispered barely audible. The screen flicked to camera 5 facing the rear main engines.
ICMG[SL47M]Tanzanite: Nina: *lets out a sigh as her engies blow out mass amounts of coolant*
[Cartel].CM.Nexx.: Take out his cruise engines
[Cartel]Escudo: targeting systems on.
She shook her head slightly, that engine would need extensive repairs before it could even do impulse again.
She near whispered into the comms, knowing all hope was lost now.
ICMG[SL47M]Tanzanite: Nina: fire all online weapons. Shoot for the transport
[Cartel].CM.Nexx.: Main engines destroyed.
[Cartel].CM.Nexx.: target the turrets

"Turret 7 offline, turret 4, turret, tur, turret 9, turret 10, tur".. was all she heard from the computer as one by one the turrets all went silent.
[Cartel]Escudo: targeting his guns....yes we have a few disabled.
The last of the turrets stopped firing as the computers synthetic voice proclaimed the obvious "all guns offline"

Patch me through to Tau-23. Message to Mack.
She pulled out the key console and frantically began to type a message.

[Cartel].CM.Nexx.: target his comm array.
She blinked as she began to type more frantically. She just hit send when she heard the main antenna snap off.
[Cartel].CM.Nexx.: His comm systems are disabled.
[Cartel]Escudo: looks like the comm system is damaged.

Nina let out a small breath before standing up. The was nothing she could do now, she had done all she could. Turning to the bridge crew they all looked at her. Nina could almost smell the fear and tension in the room, a silence so thick it could be felt.
She whispered out to them in the errie silence.
"We going to be boarded, I dont think its worth fighting. Get to your weapons regardless."
She pulled out her mobile comms device. Flicking it open. As the crew began to scurry to get to their light arms.
ICMG[SL47M]Tanzanite: Nina on short wave mobile comms* What the hell do you want?!

Her voice alot calmer than she actually was.
[Cartel].CM.Nexx.: What are you doing in Coronado?
[Cartel]Escudo: We have minor damages about Escudo.
[Cartel].CM.Nexx.: Your forces have moved there. You are looking for something. What is it?

Anger like she had never felt before flared up in her.
ICMG[SL47M]Tanzanite: Nina: What?! you have disabled my ship for that?
[Cartel].CM.Nexx.: Escudo perpare your ship to board his ship
Hysterics finally crept over Nina and despite herself she laughed.
ICMG[SL47M]Tanzanite: Nina: *laughs out loudly* So.. all this to know that we doing research there?!
ICMG[SL47M]Tanzanite: Nina: WHAT?

[Cartel]Escudo: Our boarding troops are ready for boarding. Thrusting in now.
[Cartel].CM.Nexx.: Kill all but the captain and her second in command.

Nina's jaw dropped as she heard the last. She was silent for a moment contemplating how people could be like this.
ICMG[SL47M]Tanzanite: *to her crew* Arm yourselves! Fight for your lives! She shouted.
[Cartel]Escudo: this is Captain Blitz.... we have a magnetic lock on her hull.
[Cartel]Escudo: Boarding crew head in once you blown her hatch.
The ship lurched sideways as the Escudo locked onto the tanzanite.
She peers across to the viewer as the crew scrambled frantically.


Was all she saw.
ICMG[SL47M]Tanzanite: *Nina to her crew* All crew move to the starboard! Prepare to defend yourselves her shout echoing in the silence. The screw scrambled out of the bridge room.
She turned away knowing she was looking at people who would be dead soon. Her eyes welled up.
ICMG[SL47M]Tanzanite: *Nina lets out a small tear knowing all hope is truly lost*
Pulling her comms device out of her pocket. She turned if off as Egweneth joined her.
"There was nothing you could do."
Nina said nothing merely nodding as sobs started to take her.

Al waited impatiently. His boarding crew were well trained. He adjusted his crisp suit more irritated at the length of time this was taking than anything else.
"Check your weapons"
A resounding click answered him. He peered at the reinforced door in from of him. The escudo had long been outfitted for this. Soon a resounding boom would be heard and they would finally get on that thing. Al Smiled to himself. He carried no weapon not needing one. He adjusted his suit again and adjusted his ear piece again for comfort.
[Cartel]Escudo: Ok blow the hatch.... boom!
Came over his earpiece as the whole ship rocked from the explosion
He spread his feel slightly adjusting to carry the sudden impact. Some of the newer soldiers rocked sideways. Some falling over while the veterans shunned them and awaited calmly.
He grinned.
The door dropped and the boarding crew moved in. Immediately lazer fire could be heard. He frowned as a speck of dust landed on his shoe before shaking it off irritably.
He pulled out a cigar, bit off the end and spat it out. He bit on the end as the boarding crew filled out and the fight got more intense.
His lighter flicked open as he slowly put the cigar to it. Puffing it to life. He took a deep pull surveying the empty room. He smiled.
Ninety crew on the tanzanite. Three hundred well armed and trained men. They didn't stand a chance. He grinned just standing there.
He finnally walked out , his black and white suit freshly cleaned for this operation. The sounds of the fight were losing its vigor. Finally stepping aboard the tanzanite he peered around with a smirk. Some of the crew had surrended and fire fight had stopped. He stepped over the body of one of his own men.
Walking toward the maintenance stairwell his men stood ready. Looking to him for orders he made a dismissive gesture with his hand. Without hesitation his men executed the captured crew and moved toward the stair well. He stood out in the open taking another puff. He nodded to the men on the stairwell as they rushed it. Some light lazer fire was seen before being silenced quickly. He took another drag at this cakewalk of a job.
"Report in Al."
He rolled his eye and said:
ICMG[SL47M]Tanzanite: Al: Alright, some light resistance on way to bridge.. nothing we cant handle His irritation at having his moment disturbed obvious in his voice.
[Cartel].CM.Nexx.: get all the logs of the ship. Do whatever you have to.
He shook his head slightly. As if I didn't know he thought.
ICMG[SL47M]Tanzanite: Al: Ships beat up pretty bad in here.. lots of smoke, we working on it
The last of the men filed through apart from his guard. A resounding lazer crack came from his right and he felt a jerk on his lips. A shot responded from his guard and a small cry was heard. Peering to the ground he saw the scattered remains of his cigar on the ground. He raised a brow in annoyance.
The firing stopped on the stair well and Al started to move up it.

Reaching the top of the stair well he was reward with seeing the bridge door already opened. The captain and vice captain standing off to the right. The captain was struggling against the grips of two soldiers keeping her restrained. A third crewmen was on his knees to the left.
He pulled out and lit another cigar for dramatic effect. He peered over the flame at the captain

[Cartel]Escudo: This is Captain Blitz, hurry up. We may have stray vessels passing by, I don't like surprises.
ICMG[SL47M]Tanzanite: Al: *lights up a cigar* the bridge crew has surrendered, we got the captain here
These space captains just had no appreciation for his work and he ignored it. Taking a deep pull on his cigar. He pulled a pistol out of one the soldiers to his lefts holster and moved on the crewmen on his knees.
ICMG[SL47M]Tanzanite: Al: *female screams in the background* Put her out.. we dont have time.. wait dont.. He put up a hand which stopped a third soldier holding the butt of his gun high above the back of the captains head.
[Cartel]Escudo: Blitz: Download the logs. He sighed again and ignored it.
The woman was shaking, Al wrinkled his nose at the smell of urine in the air. He put the pistol to the crewmen's head. Turning to the captain
ICMG[SL47M]Tanzanite: Al: Right lady.. Passcodes of this poor lass gets it?
The captain stopped struggling and her head sank down. "Open all comm logs" She said looking at the ground.
ICMG[SL47M]Tanzanite: Al: right..thats what I wanna hear.. out her and first mate out.. kill the rest
he said moving over to the captains console.
A resounding crack of lazer fire sounded and he paused feeling something on his leg. Peering down he let out a deep sigh looking at the bloodstain.
ICMG[SL47M]Tanzanite: Al: We working on it..you lot be patient.. this is a bleeding big ship ya know? right.. ok, we getting the logs now
Moving over to the comms console he pulled a small cable out his sleeve and plugged in into the open port.
A computerized voice came over his ear piece as he took another pull "File download. Complete"
ICMG[SL47M]Tanzanite: Al: Right..we got em downloaded.. we headin back *takes a deep drag on his cigar*
He nodded to the man behind the captain who brought up the butt of his rifle and brought it down again. She slumped forward unconcious. He grinned again.
[Cartel]Escudo: Blitz: Nice work Al, send em all over. We have plenty of room.
He did not.. need to be told that..
ICMG[SL47M]Tanzanite: Al: if its all the same ta ya I'll and em over when we back on the Escudo
Cant trust those damn spacemen he thought. Wouldn't be surprised if they just left him there.
Gesturing with his head the boarding crew headed back for the stairwell.
The first mate being led by two men. The captain over the shoulder of another.

Stepping back onto the escudo he frowned again at the blood stain on his pants. Crossing the air lock door he says
ICMG[SL47M]Tanzanite: Al: Right.. thats it.. We done here.. You can de-interface..we got what we needed
ICMG[SL47M]Tanzanite: Al: *takes a deep pull rather impressed with himself* nice lookin lass this.. we takin her down to the brig
He said peering at the crewmen leading the captured captain and first mate away. With that he pulled out his earpiece. The airlock door shutting behind him as he puffed his cigar to new life.

Posting this for Weasel, as his account isn't activated yet.


[Cartel].CM.Nexx.: Cut your engines ICMG roared over the intercom
[CBS-Weasel: Tanzanite get out of here! I'll hold em off
Scotts mind filled with anger, the thought of losing the contract to the predations of pirates filling him with a cold rage.
ICMG[SL47M]Tanzanite: Nina: all power to engines she near screamed.
CBS-Weasel: You gotta come through me first!
Scott activated all his weaponry and fired on the gunboat, his cockpit lights flared and his ship shook, rattling him against his seat harness.
ICMG[SL47M]Tanzanite: Nina: all powers to engines! out of here! she screamed.
[Cartel].CM.Nexx.: Escudo take out Tanzanite engines.
[Cartel]Escudo: Aye.... proceeding
CBS-Weasel: you want Tan, you come through me, i'll die before you can get to her!
Now the adrenaline was really kicking in; it didn't look to good for Tanzanite, but Scott was determined to not give up. He fired furiously towards the transport, not all shots hit although, most of his energy burned out and the ship couldn't take that much power
ICMG[SL47M]Tanzanite: Nina: *she swore again* Power to shields! Brace!
[Cartel]Escudo: Missiles away
Desperately, Scott whirled his ship around, spraying fire over the missiles, but to no avail.
ICMG[SL47M]Tanzanite: BRACE!
[Cartel]Escudo: Arming all guns
[Cartel].CM.Nexx.: I'll cover you while you take his engines out
[Cartel].CM.Nexx.: firing missile on escort
CBS-Weasel: Nina keep moving
<Incoming Missile>
CBS-Weasel: oh <censored>!
The missile hit and Scotts shield broke down, Scott pressed the button to reactivate his shields, but without effect; his shields were completely gone. He swore softly to himself, and gritted his teeth in determination. He was going to keep fighting even though things didn't look too good for the Tanzanite.
ICMG[SL47M]Tanzanite: Nina: Damn it.. They got the afterburner!
[Cartel].CM.Nexx.: Take his main engines offline
ICMG[SL47M]Tanzanite: Nina: All gunners! Return fire on the gunboat
CBS-Weasel: Opening fire, keep moving
Scott watched with frustration as the shield indicator-bar ground slowly upwards, he had enough of a shield for now, but if he was hit by another missile then he would be a sitting duck.
[Cartel].CM.Nexx.: firing second missile on escort
<Incoming missile>
"Are they reading my mind?"Scott thought to himself as he tried his best to dodge out of the way of the missile; hitting the gunboat at the same time was proving to be difficult.
ICMG[SL47M]Tanzanite: Nina: Fire!
ICMG[SL47M]Tanzanite: Nina: Switch to the transport!
[Cartel].CM.Nexx.: Take his main defense weapons offline
CBS-Weasel: gunboat's shield is too strong
Now Scott was really frustrated as his weapons weren't strong enough to dent the gunboat's defences. He regretted not purchasing the missiles that he had dithered over in the equipment dealer's back on Pecos; all he could do was duck, turn, dive and run. He pulled the ship round into a sharp right-hand turn, but the missile had tracked him well; he saw the missile's approach through the starboard viewport. The impact shook his ship violently, the navicomp's automated voice being barely discernable:
<Shield Failed>
CBS-Weasel: Shields down! he exclaimed, he wanted Nina to know that he was staying with her, no matter what.
ICMG[SL47M]Tanzanite: Nina: all batteries to shields! Keep firing
[Cartel].CM.Nexx.: targeting main weapons on escort
CBS-Weasel: bandits hittin me! Silently, Scott wondered at the punishment his ship was taking; every time he turned to train his guns on the Outcasts' ships, the power of their weapons shook his ship so much that his eyes were vibrating in their sockets, and his vision of the enemy ships danced across the windscreen before him.
<Weapon lost>
The devastation they were wreaking on his ship was taking its toll; he was no longer able to fight back at full strength.
<Hull Breach Imminent>
CBS-Weasel: HULL BREACH!
Scott's hull indicator was flashing; his ship was breaking, his breathing was becoming laboured; neither he nor his ship could take much more.
[Cartel].CM.Nexx.: escort ship is almost destroyed
Scott's cockpit was cracking, his on-board engines were breaking and his communication systems were shutting down, he could only squeeze in one last sentence.
CBS-Weasel: i'm... so sorry... ni...
Death: CBS-Weasel was put out of action by [Cartel].CM.Nexx. (Gun).
ICMG[SL47M]Tanzanite: Nina: engines online again! Fire everything!
The last thing he heard from Nina was to fire everything, he vaguely thought to himself "just as long as they miss me". His escape pod drifted across space, away from the wreckage of his fighter; there was a large ragged tear breaching the hull, two of the engines were on fire, the last was fitfully spurting random thrusts that tumbled the wreck end-over-end. As his pod slowly rotated, the Tanzanite came into view: fire billowed from several decks, and the relentless fire from the outcast guns lit the side up like Exodus-celebration lights.
As the battle drifted away from his pod, Scott shivered despite the mylar™ flight-suit; "Goddamn" he thought to himself as his pod drifted away "Well, goodbye million credits"
A few hours later Scott's pod came across a faint signal, maybe a short-wave fighter communication channel. "Thank god, I hope they are friendlies". The communication system inside the pod was barely anything, all sounds were heavily overlaid with static, but he thought he'd just listen in with it just the same; it wasn't as if he had anything else to do.
"Hopefully that fight left us a bit of scrap to collect"
"Yeah, they were hitting that transport really hard"
Scott wondered who they were, but hearing the word scrap led him to believe that a junker party was approaching
"Result" he thought, "hopefully they find me"
"What's that?"
"Looks like a pilot pod"
"Well track it in then, maybe we could get some cash for bringing it back"
"And that looks like hull metal, probably a fighter, maybe it's where the pod came from"
"Could be, lets take the pod back to Yanagi"
Scott's pod shook and reverberated to the jarring clangs as it was tractored into the cargo bay of the junker ship. The hissing noises of the vacuum-seals being released alerted him to potential danger. As the hatch swung open, a scarred face regarded him benignly. Scott released the harness webbing straps and made to stand up, but collapsed onto the Junker standing before the pod.
With a grunt and a jerk, Scott was ignominiously hefted onto the shoulder of the junker in a fireman's lift, and unceremoniously dumped against one of the rusty bulkheads of the cargo bay. Scott surveyed the rusty smelly ship from the bad-smelling puddle he had landed in.

"Are you okay?" asked the scarred junker.
Scott wondered at this kindness from a junker. "Never been better". He frowns in pain as he rubs his legs.
"Sorry for falling on you, my legs were numb from sitting still for so long. Now their coming back to life - the pins and needles are killing me"
"What happened out there?"
"Lost my ship in a fight"
"Oh so thats what that was.... any wreckage?"
"No idea, I didn't get a good look. Where are you taking me?"
"Well we were going to hunt for the scrap, but we're going back to base, hopefully someone wants you."
Thinking back to the fight, Scott can't believe what happened.
"I doubt it, better luck just digging for the scrap that was left out there"
"Well we are almost there"
"Good, I could use a beer"

The Junkers arrive at Yanagi and arrive on the deck.
Scott stretched as he climbed out of the pirate transport and looked around the Yanagi Depot "Huh... messy..."
Scott walked into the bar, happy to at least get a drink whilst waiting for a for a ride to a lawful base.
"Lowenbraueri Bier please" he asked the bartender.
"Coming up" the bartender's deep voice was full of suspicion, but Scott didn't care, he just wanted to get off this base. The bartender slid the beer to him, Scott picked it up and moved to a table.
"Ugh.. never thought i'd get this feeling again."
A strange blonde man approached his table, blue eyes and longish hair swept back into a pony tail. "What the hell?" Scott thought when the man peered over.
"Hey, my name is Francis Upton, I was the guy who rescued you".
"Oh hey, take a seat".
"Alright." Francis dumped his rusty helmet onto the table and sat. "So, how ya feeling?"
"Well, getting my hands on a beer again, I feel pretty darn good". Scott took a drink, allowing a sardonic smile to come to his face "heh, well, losing a ship doesn't feel so good, but at least my legs are behaving again."
"So where are you planning on heading?"

Nina
Monty


Nina's eyes slowly opened as she had the most uncomfortable sleep of her life, she tried to raise her head as a sharp pain shot through her neck. Letting out a small gasp she tried to raise her arm to rub her forehead. Her arms felt like they held the weight of the world on them and would not move. She slowly peered at them as the migraine started to pound her head in painful wave. Her hands were tied. She slowly fought for calm at started to raise her head. She saw a man's feet. Even in her delirious state she could recognise good shoes


As she slowly came to Monty shook his head slightly as she tried to rub her forehead judging by the way her arms moved in their restraints, a mocking smile came upon his face as he spoke, his voice soft and smooth, a Libertonian accent with hints of Hispanic undertones drifted to her ears as he spoke.
"Wakey-Waky Sunshine." he spoke softly, waiting for her to fully awaken and gain awareness of her rather dire situation at hand, taking another drag from his Cigar and blowing the smoke in her direction.

Nina blinked at the man in confusion as her eyes adjusted in the dim light.
She felt cold. The rock of the base sent a chill through her bones.
where the hell am I skitted accross her thoughts as she tried to remember what had happened. She remembered.. the ship!
She peered at the man in alarm then in shock.
Narrowing her eyes she said slowly
"where.. am..i?"

As she regained her senses Monty almost chuckled as he regristered the feelings of alarm and shock that crossed her face, as she asked where she was Monty gave a small chuckle, not the warm chuckle when one is listening to a friend tell a joke, but it was cruel and hinted of malice underneath his rather friendly-appearing face. "Your in my parlor, where exactly doesn't matter" he spoke as he took another breath from his Cigar, blowing a cloud of smoke into the air. Amused he raised his Cigar, bringing attention to the Cigar. "Gallian Cigars...A wonderous invention of our rather strange new neighbors." he commented as he leaned forward slightly.
As he did so his smirk grew. "Do you know why i appreciate the Cigar?" he asked, a glint of humour in his eyes as he asked the apparently irrelevent question.

Nina wrinkled her nose slightly at the smell.. the itch was driving her migraine to new heights.
"I see"
She turned her head slowly, not wanting to jar her headache anymore peering at the room. She started to test her restraints slightly as a cramp in her leg cause her to take in breath in discomfort.
She peered back at the man again her left eyebrow sinking down.
"This better be a wity answer or I will be disapointed" she said to his question
She smirked at him, her eyes hinting at her defiance

A raised eyebrow was what she recieved at first at her attempt at defiance before he just smiled, continuing on as if it never happened. " It is because they are so simple, you light them, take a calm breath from it and exhale, no fancy rebreathers, no snorting it like an animal, but a simple elegance from inhalation." he commented before chuckling, leaning back in his chair as he took one last drag from it. "Sometimes it reminds me of life, simple enough, you ship it, you catalog it, you get paid, you pick up more." he spoke, standing up and walking over to her side, the dying Cigar in his right hand. "Today's a different form of a simple day, you see, i get what i want...And you don't" He spoke before digging the burning end into her right arm, a glint of absolute malice and hate in his eyes as it began to burn.

Nina gritted her eyes against the pain. Instinctively her arm tried to free itself from the restraints. Determined not to cry out she turned her head away from burn. The smell of her burning flesh filled her nostrils. Her arm shaking
Her eyes welled up with the pain but she was determined not to give this man any pleasure.

After a minute he pulled it away, flicking the now useless stick into the corner, where it lay, forgotten and useless. Examining the cigar burn he chuckled as he walked back to his side of the table, taking his seat once again as he folded his hands ontop of the table with that same smile on his face. "So...You can take pain, that's good." He commented, reaching into his pocket with his right hand and pulling out a bottle of pills and setting them on the table, tipping it into his left hand a pair of orange pills fell into his open hand. With a calm and obviously practiced gesture he ate the pills and swollowed, returning the small bottle back to it's place into his pocket, his features calming significantly, the hate and malice seemingly melting away as a cold calm took hold of his mind.
"So...Let's have a chat...Name?" he asked calmly.

Nina remained staring at the floor breathing heavily. Her migrain felt like a hammer beating on the inside of her skull. She kept her teeth clenched as the pain in her arm bit deeply into her.
Nina tried hard to fight off the panic. she tried to focus on her breathing. Trying to force herself to take deep calming breaths. She felt a tingle on her forarm where some of the embers were still hot against her skin. Instinctively she tried to roll her arm as far away from them as she could.
She finally managed to gain control of her breathing. She turned her head to the man again not seeing the pill exchange. Fear hatred and anger threatened to overtake her calm and she pushed them all down.
"I expected a better answer" she replied still trying to focus on keeping her breathing even.

He sigh mildly, shaking his head in mock saddness. "I see that your not going to make this as simple as i like...What a pity..." he lamented as he stood up again, walking over to her calmly, staring at her right in the eyes, his cold gaze holding her own defiant once before his hand suddenly lashed out, an open palm thrust to the right side of her face, not enough to knock her out, but controlled to cause pain, like a viper's strike in speed. He than grabbed her by the front of her shirt and pulled her closer to his own face as he growled. "There is no God for you here, there is no Heaven, no Hell, no Salvation or Damnation!" he snarled before tossing her back harshly into the back of the chair. "Here i am God and the Devil, none may pass from this place except through me...You...Are...Mine!" he shouted, before his features calmed once more, his attitude taking a complete turn from anger to contentment as he smiled cheerfully. One would wonder if he was Bi-Polar. "Now...May i kindly have your name?" he asked politely.

Nina focused on her breathing again as she could taste blood fill her mouth. Her Migraine flared back up again with reinforcements, She could hardly see him through her hair in her face. She flicked her head to get the hair out her eyes and regretted immediately. The movement sending fresh waves of Pain. Her head felt like it was spinning and swimming in pain. She felt something hard on her tongue. Taking slow measured breaths she pulled her cheeks and spat the blood filled saliva out away from her.
Her back ached painfully from the jarring as muscles that hadn't been used stretched and cramped again.
Taking slow measured breaths she looked up at him. Her one eye red from where his nail caught on her eye lid.
She forced a smile.
"Is that all" she said with a sneer

If he was annoyed he did not show, but just continued to smile as he rounded the table once more to his side, reaching down he pulled out his favorite instrument of torture, a metal bat, silver coloured. It's black grips allowed him gasp it with ease. As he laid it on his right shoulder, whistling as he walked back over he smiled with the cheerfulness of a young child with his favorite toy, his tone was sickly-sweet as he spoke. "You know, i'v been rather cruel...This isn't any fun for you...So let's play a game called 'Tell Monty', fun game?" he asked not giving her a chance to answer as he continued speaking. " The goal of the game is to tell Monty as much as you can he can actually use, if Monty doesn't like it there is a penalty...I'm sure you can guess what that is." he commented cheerfully.

Nina tried to watch him. She was frightened but she couldn't show it.
Realization dawned on her that she was dead here. Regardless of what happened she would rot in this tiny room and thrown out the outcast trash.
Well.. If that was how it would be she wasn't gonna give this man anything if she could help it.
"Something useful hmm..?"
She paused as she tried to control her breathing again.
This was gonna cost her and she knew it.
"you could use a shower" she said with faked helpfulness.
She tensed her body instinctively knowing what she was getting herself into
Her migraine pounded in her head as she fought down the urge to just tell this man what he wanted to hear. She wouldn't give in to this. She was determined not to die a coward.

With a saddistic smile he shook his head. "Wrong" he simply said before slamming the bat down on her right shoulder, not as hard as he can because he only wanted to cause intense pain, not broken bones yet...He would build up to that if she continued to not talk. "Now...Let's try this again, tell Monty what he wants to know." he spoke with that same cheer, rolling his arms to get the kinks out of it.

Her body shook with the blow and she gasped in breath again as the pain flared.
She tried to adjust her weight to get it off her pained shoulder. She felt her wrists were hurting where she had shoock and pulled at her restraints.
She focused on the man considering her options. IF she could make him mad enough, maybe he would kill her and be done with it. She knew she wouldn't get out of here alive.
"Monty hmmm... Seems you lost, you told me yours first"
she gritted her teeth awaiting the next blow

With a sigh he shakes his head. "You just don't get the game...You know what? We need another player..." he said before walking towards the force-field, giving a hand gesture to the guard outside who walked down the hall. Monty turned back to Nina with a cheerful smile. "Since you obviously care little for your own life, perhaps you'll do it for another." he commented, behind him the force-field dropped and a pair of musclar men dragged a bloodied body in, Nina could tell dispite the roughed up appearance that it was her First Mate, unconcious but alive. Monty walked up to the unconcious woman and gave a brief look to Nina with a grin before chuckling. "Tell me...What would stop me from addicting this Woman to Cardamine or breaking her bones...Not killing her...But making her Life hell?" he asked calmly.

Despite her attempts to keep calm anger, horror and disgust flared up in her.
Her pain was forgotten as she peered at Egweneth's still form. Her closest friend and saviour. She shook her head realizing this was a lost cause.
She said nothing but continued to stare transfixed at what was left of Egweneth.
She closed her eyes and looked down at her lap. She needed to think, Egweneth was counting on her.... no..she wasn't.. She must have known too that they were dead here.
They could only resist as long as possible and hope for death.
She remained quiet a long moment. She would have given anything to change places with her. Trying to take another calming breath her eyes flicked between Monty and Egweneth. Monty still had that maniacal grin as her reality dawned.
Nina thought desperately. Her thoughts vanished as he stared at her again.
She took a deep breath. Cardamine would probably be the best thing for her. At least she might forget her problems for a short while.
To make her life hell she scoffed. They were in hell already.
She looked back at monty and simply shrugged at him with a stupid grin.
She winced slightly as the all her aches and pains came back to remind her.
Anger died within Nina looking down on Egweneths still form. They were dead... they were all dead. Her crew and the lives that mattered to her.
She closed her eyes sending a silent prayer for them. At least they weren't here.

With a shrug he just smirked, he didn't use the bat, instead his left hand reached into his Coat and pulled out a long jagged knife, without pausing he stabbed Egweneth in the shoulder, waking her up with a pain-filled scream as Monty twisted the knife slowly to coach more pain out of her. Speaking calmly as the woman writhed in the arms of the two thugs who were forcing her to stand upright, even though it was obvious she lacked the energy and will to do so.
"You don't seem to understand your position Mrs Nina, your not in Hell nor Heaven, your in my domain where i reign on high, let me explain it to you, this woman will be dosed with Cardamine, however after that her intervals between injections will be long, she'll suffer withdrawl symptoms and intense pain as her body attempts to detox...You really want that for her?" he asked camly as he twisted the knife alittle more, getting blood on his shoes.

Egweneth's scream felt like a knife in her own soul. She closed her eyes not wanting to view the grim scene. Despite it she heard her name. Echo around the room as Monty said it.
Nina's personal hell was complete. She felt her bottom lip quiver and she forced herself to take a calming breath. It was clear he had already interogated her. He had her name. He was just playing games with her now, she realized.
She tired to force herself to think again. She could see no way through this.
Despite herself she held back a sob. She swallowed, not in fear but in desperation.
Nina said nothing.

As Monty twisted he took his hand off the handle, leaving the knife in the wound, this kept the feelings of pain in the woman while also putting pressure on the bleeding, keeping her from dying prematurely. He turned towards Nina and smiled as if to an old friend. "Now Nina, i'm sure you want her pain to end...I'll let her go free and healthy if you'll just tell me what i want to know, think, she'll be able to live, safe from harm...However if you refuse i'll have her dosed with cardamine and tortured on a daily basis, her mind will be shattered, nolonger a human, but a useless puppet...Than..." he left the threat hanging, his smile still plastered on his face.

Hope flared and died in a second. It was all lies.
She took another deep breath not wanting to face what was happening as Egweneth let out another sob. Which hurt her more than any knife ever could.
"Lies... put her in a ship and launch it. I'll tell you what you want to hear"
Best she could hope for was an explosion in space.. Egweneth would have wanted that.
She knew it wouldn't happen though..

Tisking he shook his head. "So you think you can order me around?" he asked, he reached into his jacket and sighed. "A Pity, you think i'm a fool, after i let her go there is nothing to stop you from clamming up...So...Let's give you incentive." he spoke, he pulled out a gun, it appeared to be an old-fashioned "Slug-Thrower', as he pointed it at Nina he smiled. With a pull of the trigger a bullet ripped through Nina's other shoulder, lodging itself near where the collarbone and shoulder meet. Turning the gun around on Egweneth he chuckled. "You must think me a monster...I cannot disagree with you, but in my line of work you must toss of your feelings of humanity and compassion...There is something that you know...Something your logs did not tell us...So i must extract it...And if i cannot do it than i'm sure the Outcasts of the 101st will get it, i hear that Administer Jameson has ways of extracting information without you even speaking..." he commented as if talking about the weather.

Nina barely heard the explosion as the shock ripped through her.
Her whole body jolted sideways against the chair her mouth opened as her head turned toward the ceiling. If she had any breath she would have screamed.
The pain blossomed in her shoulder as nothing she had ever experienced. Her body forced itself to suck in breath only to be exhaled in a desperate pained expression.
She felt her head going light and vision turning dark the room dimmed further as darkness enveloped her vision. She welcomed it as she sank into welcome nothingness.

He sighed as Nina went unconcious. Looking to the Thugs he shook his head. "Take her back to her Cell, inform the Doc to clean both of them up...Tomarrow we will start again." he spoke, placing his gun back into his jacket as he shook his head, he could hear Phil clawing at the back of his mind, wanting to get out...But not now...Not when he had a job to do, as the Thugs untied Nina and placed her on the Cot for the Doctor to look at when he got to the cell Monty handed off the bat to a thug as he left, the hall of the cell-block was small and cramped, on either side empty cells could be seen with a guard station at both ends, casually brushing the sleeves of his suit and sighing mornfully at his shoe's state he headed down the block...He could continue this tomarrow...

Time always seems to pass slowly when one is not having a good day, but when tortured it comes to a crawl, every minute seems like hours upon hours, fear that a new level of Hell is just around the corner, worry that one can never escape the horrors they are facing... As Monty walked down the familiar halls of the prison block, a pair of muscular suited men behind him as security, he smiled to himself softly, muttering to himself. "Yes Phil, today's a new day...We will break her...Yesssss..." and similar phrases could be heard in his mutterings as he talked to his alternate personality who had not shut up since he had left the cell yesterday. As the group stopped infront of the cell Monty nodded to the thug on the right of him who gave a grunt as his large hands manipulated the Force-Field controls, dropping it and allowing Monty access. He stepped inside with the thugs who walked over to Nina's sleeping form and roughly dragged her out of the Cot and forced her to stand. "Good morning Sunshine!" Monty spoke with great cheer, reaching into his jacket and pulling out a Gallian Cigar, placing it in his mouth before going for his bullet-shaped lighter, as he lit up he took a deep breath of the poison-stick and sighed. "Welcome to yet another fun-filled day with Monty." He continued, putting his lighter back into the dephs of his jacket and blowing a cloud of smoke into the air.

Nina groaned in pain as the bullet in her shoulder grinded against the bone.
Blinking wildly she looked around in panic and alarm. Her body ached. So badly.
She had cramps in places and muscles she didn't know she had.
Her mouth felt like sandpaper as she swayed against the men forcing her to stand. She slipped sideways and started to fallr. The pain flared up anew as she cried out falling towards the floor.
One of the burly men grabbed her arm where her shoulder was injured and pulled her upright hard. She cried out in pain as she managed to stand. She peered at monty in confusion and pain before she remembered where she was.

Monty chuckled as he observed her reactions, even Phil was entertained, this was good! "My apologies if your wounds weren't fully patched up, our Doc while he knows some things can be rather...Saddistic, tends to leave sharp pointy things inside." he commented before streightening himself. "Today we'v prepared better...Quarters for the lady." he spoke with a large grin that promised a new horror for her. With a nod of his head the men started to drag her out of the Cell and headed down the cell block to a different Cell, it was bare of any objects and only had 4 holes in each upper corner with a grated floor, it smelt moist and of mildew. They threw her in and raised the field as she hit the ground. Standing aside as Monty walked towards the door of her new Cell with his Cigar in hand. "Tell me, what do you know of Human Biology?" he asked lightly.

Nina stuck the grate hard. She had tried to stop herself with her arms. The bullet in her shoulder flared up in pain again letting out a yelp of pain. She lay on the ground breathing hard. She tried to gather her thoughts a moment. She remembered where she was now but that didn't make it any easier. Breathing heavily she tried to stand.
She grunted as all her cramps pulled at her and she was forced to put her injured arm against her chest.
Taking a deep breath she tried again. Grunting with the exersion she slipped and fell to her knees.
She took three measured breaths before trying agian

As she attempted to get up Monty felt nothing, no pity, no joy, just a cold knowing that she would break...He could feel it within his own twisted soul, as he waited for her to recover he continued. "Here is a little lesson in Biology, Humans have about 60 to 70 percent water within their bodies, yet when you force water into the lungs you drown, curious no?" he posed, allowing it to sink into her subconcious.

Nina said nothing.
She tried to calm herself looking down at the grate.With a grunt of exersion and effort she got her feet under her and steady.
She took another deep breath as she straightened her back.
All her muscles pulled at her as she did this.
She took another measured breath before putting her uninjured hand out to steady herself against the wall.
She closed her eyes a moment. Her ears were ringing and she could see little lights in her vision. She waiting for this to clear keeping her back to Monty

As she made no reply Monty shrugged, perhaps she needed a dose of reality, his hands went to the control panel beside the cell, it too was modified last night, as he placed a series of commands the sounds of water could be heard running through pipes in the walls, suddenly the 4 holes in the ceiling started to spray ice-cold water, slowly filling the cell, within minutes it would be up to her knees, it was a slow process that built up fear when the one tortured would eventually realized it was going to fill the cell, the cold would force the torturee to focus on the water and what it is doing rather than internal thoughts...Perfect for Monty. As the cell started to fill Monty continued talking. "Now, i hold the power to stop this water, but i can't unless you give me something, so better dig into that mind of yours Nina, for time is running out." he mocked.

Nina glared around in alarm. Some of the water hit her and she shivered.
She moved to the wall to be away from the spray. Goosebumps flared on her flesh.
Nina fought for calm breathing quickly. More of the water touched her skin as she started to shiver violently. Her teeth clattered. She turned around to face the middle of the room as it touched her ankles.
She instinctively put her arms around her chest try to keep whatever warmth she could although it was usless.. The water quickly came up to her ankles.
so cold..
Her breathing quickened as she turned her head to look at Monty before facing the centre of the room.
She tried to take measured breaths but the cold forced her to breath quicker. Her breathed misted in front of her and she clamped her jaw shut to stop it from chattering.. Her whole head shivvered

So far no breaking, still this took time, as the cell continued to fill Monty had the guards with him grab him a small wooden chair to sit in as he waited, crossing his legs across one another and leaning back he smoked his Cigar, giving a cheerful smile. "That's right, don't worry about talking, just your own warmth which will continue to slip away as cold water rises, eventually you will be unable to keep warm, it will be slow, painful, torturous." he commented, giving his Cigar a tap, getting rid of the ash buildup on the end as he took another drag from it, blowing a cloud of smoke in the air. Rolling his eyes up as if in thought he continued to speak. "You know, even if you don't talk from this there is always another day, except it will progressively get worse, and think, if it get's worse for you, how do you think it will be for your First Mate?" he posed, the water was rising at a slow rate, slowly building up it's fear-potential.

Her thoughts flickered to egweneth as he heard her mentioned.
No.. She had her own problems now.
Nina watched the water determined. It felt like every drop just made her colder.
She felt herself starting to hyperventalate
Slowly she lent herself against the wall shivvering near uncontrolably. She reached out her un-injured arm into the water spray. It brought her fresh waves of cold but she fought it determined. Shakingly she brought the water back to her face and slurped it with her mouth.
Struggling to stop herself hyperventalate she turned to monty. The water felt good in her mouth and against her throat...
"Thank you" she save shivering uncontrolably trying to force a shivering smile at him.
The water was between her knees and feet now. Her feet were already numb and she couldn't feel her toes

With a raised eyebrow at her defiance he beckoned a guard over, the large man leaned over, his ear near Monty's mouth as he whispered.
"Tell the Engineers to lower the temperature by two degrees, now." he whispered, the guard nodded and rushed away to carry out his orders while Monty just relaxed in his chair patiently. While the water currently wasn't salt water, it would be soon enough, the Engineers would have to switch over to Salt-Water which was capable of getting colder, however Monty did not want to resort to that until she showed defiance, now that she has it was time to smash it down once more. Monty took a breath of his Cigar and smiled cheerfully at her. She had no idea what was about to happen. Within a minute the water suddenly grew colder, even starting to sting as the salty-water started to mix with the normal water, soon it would be unbearable...The water was now up to the lower calves, the smell of salt was starting to become noticable...

Nina smelt the salt with alarm.
Damn it she was being stupid.
Concentrate on the water she thought.. he knows what you thinking.
Her toes were numb but they started to sting painfully.
Nina tried to breath to remain calm but failed miserably. She was starting to hyperventalate. Ginger;y she tried to move her injured arm to see how far she could move it... Not very far...
bugger.. she would have to swim soon...
She moved her legs slightly in a vein hope that they might get warmer.
She flinched as a spasm shot up her left calf. She tried to move her foot out of it but was rewarded only with a painful tingling. Leaning heavily against the rock wall tried to move her leg out of it.
The sudden shift of weight caused her other leg to slide forward. "Ahh" she said in pain as she was reminded of the cramping. Determined she managed to grab her toes and pull the foot upwards.
God it was cold..
Shivering uncontrolably she pullled out the spasm lowering her foot into the water and going back to the same position against the wall.

She was panicking now and she knew it..
She looked around for something to hold.. she wouldn't be able to swim in this.. She might get a grip by the pipe if she could get a finger in it and try to float.

Nina started to tense her muscles.. anything to fight the cold...

It took alll her will power to turn away from Monty and start to move to the corner.. He feet were numbing painfully... Slowly she moved her left leg forward..
"Ahh-ah-ah-ah" was all she said.
She placed it down. The water was at her knees now.
She tried to move the other leg. The cramping and water made it feel so heavy.. she tired to move it slowly pushing herself to move closer to the water spraying pipe.
Her nose felt like the coldest part of her body. Her mucus was cold and she was sniffing un-controlably.. She put the other foot down..
It was one step.. but it wasn't enough...
It would have to do for now...

As she turned and started to inch away from him and towards one of the pipes he laughed softly. "There is no escape from it, you may have noticed that the water is not draining, that is because the water is comming in too fast for it to drain properly, in order for this to stop i'd have to shut down the spray of water, which i am not inclined to do until you give me what i want." he commented, he was very patient today. Monty just continued to smoke his cigar, remaining seated as he observed her actions. "Nina, there is no hope for you, no rescue, no escape, just this cold fact that your mine now...Give in and this will stop." he spoke calmly, taking a drag from his Cigar as he waited for her to respond.

-20 minutes later-

The water was under Nina's armspits now. She had fallen twice much to the amusement of monty's underlings. She was close to the pipe however.
She had never felt this cold.. she doubted space could be this cold.
Breathing was becoming difficult now and she winced when she had to move. Her shivering was uncontrolable and she could stand on the balls of her feet for much longer..
gingerly she stretched out her hand to the water hole, Her arm felt like lead and wouldn't respond properly.
The pain in her toes was excrutiating she finnally managed to get her hand near the pipe. She pushed her fingers near the lip. They were painfully numb.
Her nose and ears were hurting like she had never known.
It took all her will and strength to push her fingers into the cavity slightly.
she let her legs go as her arm stretched.
The water was up to her neck now as she pulled herself close to the wall so that the spray of deadly water went over her head.
Unbeknown to the torturer a tear slid down her cheek as she huddled in the corner

Monty was bored, he raised his right hand and snapped his fingers, the guards left at the signal, returning in a couple minutes with a small wood table and a plate, Monty smiled as his lunch was served, Hispanic Pasta with a side of Bretonian steak, he reached into his jacket and pulled out a napkin, laying it on his right knee as he started to eat, the hot meal soothed him and made the wait much more bearable. Steam could be seen rising from the plate as it's heat and the moisture of the food mixed. Swollowing a mouthful of pasta he called to Nina. "Take your time my dear, i'm just eating lunch, my mother-" muttering the next part under his breath "before i killed her and my father with a knife." continuing with "always used to say that it was important to eat three meals each day, so i hope you do not mind" he stated cheerfully as he ate his meal.

Nina was too cold to care.. She could hardly hear monty over the sounds of rushing water in the chamber. Desperately she pulled her body into a fetal position. Her arm was getting heavy as she brought her feet into her chest.
The current of the water caused her to twist. He arm twisted as she pushed herself into the wall on her injured arm.
The pain was utterly unbearable.
Her toes stung constantly and she couldn't move her fingers anymore.
The water had numbed her wound somewhat and the cold was grating her.
She shivvered against the wall crying with her back to Monty
He muscles were sore from the constant tensing.
Somehow she felt so cold that her stomach reminded her that she hadn't eaten anything.
Nina sat in her little corner in a private world of pain

Monty ate his meal with a slight smile on his face, any day when he got to break some poor soul and eat at the same time was a good day. His Cigar was on the table, waiting for him to pick it up once more to inhale it's deadly fumes. Monty noticed that the water was getting alittle too full for his liking so he opened a single drain within the floor to slow down the rate that the cell filled. She will either be broken or will talk. He was fine with either personally but his Don needed information extracted, which put a damper on his games. As he finished his meal he wiped his mouth with his napkin while grabbing his Cigar with his other free hand, stood up and allowed the guards to take away the chair and table. Now standing at the very enterance of the cell, mere inches from the Force-Field as he watched her, smoking his Cigar and waiting for her to break. "Nina, you WILL tell me what i want to know, if not today than tomarrow and every day until i have what i want, i'm patient and am willing to spend eternity if that's what it takes to get what i want." he commented, tapping the frame beside the field-emitters as he waited.

Nina said nothing..
so cold... so so cold...
The pain in her fingers was getting too much..
It happened suddenly wihout her knowing. The new opened drain changed the flow of the water and her fingers slipped.
Insantly her head plunged beneat the icy water.
With a gasp she kicked out. Millions of tiny needles were hitting her eyes, ears, nose and skull at the same time.
What seemed like an eternity was only a few seconds as her head came above the water.
She sucked in a deep breath. Felt some of the icy salty cold water slide down her throat. desperately she paddeled for the corner again with tired and sore muscles.
Without seeing it her head went under one of the water jets and it forced her head under again. The icyness of the water pounded on her head again her muscles that had no reserves desperately tried to carry her to the surface.
Her head came up again as she took in another deep breath and tried again desperately for the nearest corner. He body was spasming painfully and every part of her was hurting furiously.
She finnaly got under a pipe again and tired to grasp it again. She failed twice before finally getting it.. She sobbed to herself

Muttering in disappointment he shook his head, this method was not working...Still he had another method up his sleeve, opening all the drains the water began to drain quickly, shutting off the jets to make it drain at a rapid rate. As he waited for the water to drain he reached into his jacket and pulled out a small rod, it was folded up to make it easier to carry, with a flick of his wrist it snapped into a rigid streight position, a small button where he gripped and the twin prongs at the end made it clear what it was, a Stun Baton. Nodding to the Guards who lowered the field once the water was drained, allowing Monty to walk in.

Nina simply lay on the floor shivering uncontrolably.
Every part of her was twisted in agony.. He muscles and body was completly spent

As Monty stood over her broken form he scoffed, reaching down with his free hand, grabbing her by the front of the shirt and hauling her to face his cold unfeeling eyes. "You have been judged and found wanting Nina, you have absolutely nothing, for you ARE nothing in this place." he mocked, the Guards behind him ready to take her off his hands to drag back to the Cell. Monty sneered slightly before dropping her to the floor harshly, nodding to the guards who walked over and grabbed her by the arms, hauling her onto her feet as Monty faced her once again.

Nina slumped over. she was too tired to fight anything right now.
Her body was too spent to resist or move

Nodding his head to the guards they dragged her out of the water-cell, back to her own cell, it appears they had been busy while she was being tortured, for a simple barrel of water now stood where the bolted table used to be. One could easily tell where this was going to go, behind the guards Monty strolled in, dipping his hand into the water, it was cool and the barrel reached up to his waist, perfect for his needs. "Since your not cooporating i am going to play a new game with you." he spoke calmly, nodding to the guards who dragged her close to the barrel, leaning her slightly onto it as they waited Monty's command. "So, have anything to say Nina?" he asked.

Nina said nothing' simply hung there water dripping off her slumped form

With a slight nod the guards forced her forward, making her face go into the water for a minute, allowing the water to wake her up to reality and waiting for panic to set in. After a moment the guards pulled her back out of the water.

Nina struggled against the guards as he head was submerged.
coming up again she sucked in as much air as she could. She coughed violently as the water burned her throat coming the other way.
Everything hurt..
O god she just wanted to die.

Walking around them he sighed. "So let's try this again shall we?" he asked before raising his hand, ready to give the signal should she be defiant. "Let's start with something simple, what is your position in the Independant Communist Miner's Guild?" he asked

Nina just lay there slumped. She was tired beyond caring any longer.
All she could think of was "so cold. So cold"

With a small smirk he leaned close to her ear. "If you tell me what you know i can make sure you are not cold anylonger, you will be warm...All you have to do is tell me what i want to know..." he whispered into her ear before pulling away, tapping the rod on the side of the barrel as he waited for her to recover slightly.

Nina said nothing. She just kept her eyes closed dripping noisily onto the floor.

Sighing in disappointment he shook his head. "A pity, than we shall pick this up tomarrow." he said before jabbing her in the side with the prongs of his Baton and giving her a massive jolt, it would knock her unconcious for sure. "When you wake it will be a new day of fun and games Nina, and i'll be waiting." he said with a cold chuckle.

Day 3

Monty nodded to himself with that same grin on his face, his hands going to one of the knives and his tone cheerful as he spoke. "Good morning Nina!" he spoke with a cheer that belonged more to a child than a full-grown adult. With the Knife in his right hand he raised his arm, just barely in the field's grasp, allowing the knife to be attacted towards the signularity generated by the field, and thus Nina. Judging by the angle he is holding it the knife would hit her somewhere in the upper left shoulder. "Nina, you know as well as i that we cannot fight Gravity, so let me show you the gravity of your situation" he said, not caring if he made a bad pun before he released the knife. It streaked towards Nina and buried itself deep into her shoulder, the pressure and gravity keeping it from bleeding much at all, allowing Monty to drag out the torture.

Nina blinked in alarm as the knife streaked toward her. She tried to move out of its path but the effort was useless.
She cried out in pain as the Knife hit her. She felt it slide into her shoulder.
Her head started to shudder and shake as she tried to move the other arm. She felt the bullet still in her grind against her bones. It was useless.. All she could do was hang there at this man's mercy.
She coughed and all her muscles reminded her of how stiff she was. She grunted with the pain and effort tryint to as she slumped her head closer to the knife she desperately wanted to pull out

With a slight bit of effort he pulled his arm out of the field and sighed. "Now, tell me what the purpose of the fleet in Coronado is." he stated bluntly, grabbing another small knife, and letting it hover in his hand, not releasing it, but the grip was light, if he let go it would definately peirce her right side judging by the aim.

Nina gritted her teeth against the pain. her head was feeling light already. from the shock and pain.
She was breathing heavily already.
We... *she took a broken breath* trying to find a soap that works on outcasts
Was all she could manage..she knew she was going to pay for this act of defiance

Smiling he did not release the knife, but instead he pulled his arm out of the field and picked up the bottle, it's acidic contents promised immense pain and suffering to organic life. "Nina Nina Nina...Once again you just do not understand the fact that i'm God here...And as such i must punish insolence..." he stated, uncorking the bottle before raising it just into the field. "This lovely liquid is a mild Acid, while it won't eat through your entire body it sure will hurt your skin and muscle tissue, as if...On fire." he stated before tipping it and allowing a small amount to 'fall' onto her chest, once it impacted it quickly started to burn through her clothes and her skin, the feeling it gives was as if your skin was being dipped in Napalm and set ablaze...

Nina screamed with the pain, all her muscles in her body were in terrible pain.
Try as she might she couldn't writh away from it as it burned into her.
Her mouth filled with blood as she coughed.
She felt a prang of regret, thinking it was maybe time to end this.. tell them what they were doing before she remembered all the lives that were lost, she gritted her teeth against the pain.
Looking down she could see the acid burning into her skin forming little bubbles as it ripped away at the skin, some of it formed a streak as it ran across her ribcage. She felt it inch by painful inche.
Her eyes filled up from the pain. She gritted her teeth again.
I have to endure this she thought

Laughing as he watched her scream in pain he shook his head at her. "You cannot defy the will of God. The unfaithful shall be cast into oblivion where they shalt neither live or die, but live in nothingness for eternity" he said, watching as she steeled her resolve, shifting his aim he poured once again, this time it hit her left leg, burning a hole into the fleshy area, the distinct scent of burning flesh could be smelt in the air as the acid did it's work. "Tell Me..." he whispered with a smirk on his face...

Nina didn't scream the second time as the acid burned into her leg. turning her head down and away she bit her bottom lip so hard it bled.
She sucked in a breath through gritted teeth..
Taking a deep breath again she had to steel herself. Telling him would change nothing. This would continue till she died.
A tear slid over her cheeks through all the pain.
Taking a deep breath she looked back at monty ready to throw an angry retort. Instead she couldn't think through the pain and shot him a look of pure loathing

Sighing he shook his head. "A pity...Than you shall burn in the fires of Hell until you repent." he stated, returning to his small table and looking through the various instruments he brought with him until he found what he was looking for, smiling darkly he picked up what appeared to be a long jagged knife, it had a black substance coating it, a light nerve toxin that heightened the pain-receptor's response and sent a signal to the brain that the pain magnifying by a factor of four. He turned back towards Nina, raising the knife and shaking his head. "I forgive you child...Now...You must repent." he whispered before releasing the knife, the jagged weapon buried itself deep into her right side.

Nina watched helplessly as the kife dived towards her. Instinctively she tried to avoid it even knowing it was usless.
She forced her eyes shut and tightened them as she felt the knife hit her. She let out a muffed cry when she felt the impact and slide under her ribs. Her head shook for long moments while she felt the burning of the knife.
She heaved a sob and felt blood in her mouth again. Her breath tightened as she pulled in breath and she could feel the knife in her. She coughed again painfully as her chin and shirt stained with her own blood.
She closed her eyes and gritted her teeth. Her body tried to move away from the cursed thing instinctively

Relaxing once more he clasped his hands behind his back and smiled softly, almost like a father would his child. " Speak child...Tell me what you know and i will end this..." he softly spoke, waiting for her response, but he doubted she would give anything of importance away just yet...Which meant more work for him. Not that he objected...

Nina shook her head slightly to try forget the pain. Her injuries were grating her painfully..
"telling you... changes.. nothing"

Monty chuckled and shrugged. "Doing nothing changes nothing Nina, actions change everything." he countered with ease.

She shook her head again.
She had no guarantees at all. Monty had lied to her already.
"Lies.." was all she could manage to say

Raising an eyebrow he smiled widely. "The truth begins in lies Nina." he stated before reaching for another Knife, raising it once again he let go of it, it's rapid decent seemed almost...Poetic to him...As it sliced deep into where he dripped acid on her leg, the melting metal and acid already there would magnify the pain there by a factor of ten...

Nina's head flew back and she screamed long and terrible. The scream came from deep within her and ripped through her body. She gyrated for a while with the pain struggling against her bonds before shock finally claimed her. Her lungs were heavy and her head and body slumped forward as she pasted out.

Sighing in mild annoyance he reached into his pockets and pulled out a small control pad, with a few key strokes he lowered the Gravity to more tolorable levels, allowing her to slump on her restraints, picked up his bottle of smelling salts and walked over to Nina. Waving the open bottle under her nose, allowing the extremely strong scent to wake her mind and and gave her face acouple light slaps, forcing bloodflow into the cheeks due to the pain-signals from them. "Wakey Wakey Nina, sleepy time isn't here." He cheerfully spoke as he walked back towards the "Safe Zone" and turning the Gravity back to where it was before, pulling her body back towards the 'cell' behind her and upright.

Nina grunted in the pain as she awoke agian. She was disorientated with all the pain and she couldn't remember where she was

Monty waited several minutes, replacing the bottle and pad to their rightful places and smiling at her. "Nina, don't go towards the light...You'll likely go into a seizure." he mocked with that same cheerful tone as before

Pain rushed through her and she yelped out as all the wounds pulled just through her breathing.
Her breathing quickened again as her memories flooded back to her. She could only remember a pain so intense she had never imagined.
Her head slumped forward as she started to cry. She had never felt so helpless

After waiting for her to recover somewhat he walked to the back of the room towards a storage closet, after rooting around for a minute he gave a shout of victory and pulled out what appeared to be a large weight, large black lettering on the side showed it was "18 lb", with a grunt he picked it up, muttering under his breath about troublesome women and raising it into the Gravity Field, waiting for it's weight to shift forward instead of down and releasing it, the weight fell towards Nina's right arm, it's weight would in all likelyhood crush her arm due to the large changes in gravity and the distance he 'drops' it from.

Nina looked in dread as the weight shot towards her. It made an almighty whoosh noise as it accelerated at the gravity enchanced speeds. She turned her head away from it and braced herself.
The impact was awesome and despte it hitting her arm it winded her. She cried out in pain as the weight hit her arm. The force was immense. with an ear splitting crack her arm dislocated and her arm snapped back.
Nina's scream lasted a long while when she managed to draw breath again she just sobbed anew.
She had never known pain like this even in her days of slavery

Letting out a breath he rubbed his arms slightly. "Damn, exercise makes those muscles grow, but it burns...Don't you agree Nina?" he asked in a mockingly polite manner, rolling his shoulders as he relaxes his muscles. "Tell me why the Independant Communist Miner's Guild is in Coronado...Or i shall drop something bigger onto your other arm" he threatened with a cheerful tone.

Nina merely hung there.
She slowly nodded her head unable to speak through the pain

With a smile he lowered the gravity, allowing the weight to drop off from her arm and onto the floor, he grabbed a syringe and strolled to Nina, cheerfully jabbing her arm and pumping it's contents into a major vein. "Morphine." he stated simply before walking back and returning the Gravity back to it's previous setting. "Now...Speak." he spoke calmly.

Nina lay on the floor crouching her broken arm..
She lay there for a while shaking and crying cradling her broken arm.
She tried to speak but just lay there sobbing

As he waited for her to speak, he felt...Disgusted at this creature before him...Sobbing pathetically, the gravity slowly returning to Manhattan-standard, she had long been released from the restraints, Monty walked towards her and spoke once more. "Speak..." he whispered. Hopefully that Morphine would take effect soon enough...