"C'mon..." Said the guard "That's all you know?" "Shut up" "I thought you were an expert"
Zack pretended to not listen to the guard. "So miss... Don't force me to use drastic means?"
"Yeah.... Like throwing again water at her face" chuckled the guard, moving to a minibar to check the alcohols stored in it. "Be very afraid girl"
The girl lowered her head to look at her wet blouse and smiled softly "Why not? I'm enjoying it so far.. However i'm so cold...."
She coiled up on her chair and made her cute face "Uhhh... You would warm me up a bit... Please?"
The guard nodded "Yeah... Do that... I will keep the minibar meanwhile" "Will you shut up? I'm working here" "You call that working? Ye right. Sure, whatever" The guard checked a bottle of whiskey and whistled "That is good stuff... Hell..."
Zack closed his eyes and counted to ten. He started to be pissed. Bad news for that girl.
Nodding, he walked to a bag he carried with him and opened it. He then took what looked like a bodkin, along with a small hammer.
Zack walked slowly to the girl and forced her to bow until her chest was pressing against her legs. He then grabbed one of her hands. "Last chance." "So you want to see Carrie to date he..." The girl couldn't finish. She screamed out in pain. "That's quite sad. You just lost a nail. Let's go for another one" Said Zack without any emotion.
He forced her to not move while she was crying and he put the bodkin under another nail. Silently, he then hammered it little by little this time.
The girl was trying to escape but her kept pushed on her spine with his foot.
"My my... Dry those tears miss" said the man while pulling on the nail "You would break my poor hurt. Now... Will you be a nice girl and tell me where that Carrie is? Or should i go after another nail? You have eight of them left on those beautiful hands... Gives me a lot of options."
The girl tried to speak as she was crying "I... I don't know.. Where?"
Zack made a somewhat sorry face "You don't know? How unfortunate" He twisted one of her hands and worked to get another of her nail.
After he did so and the girl cried again during a few minutes, he scratched his chin, appearing to be absorbed in his thoughts "That's strange however... I don't believe you." He sighed "Well, let's take off another nail, shall we? I will find out in the end."
The guard suddenly bursted out laughing "Pathetic"
Zack raised an eyebrow "Excuse me? What is..." "You are. You don't know anything about torture. Hell! I bet my ex wife knows more about it than you do"
"Is that so?" said Zack, looking quite pissed. "Aye... I have no clue about how you managed to get a job here anyway" "Well... If you would let me work.. Maybe i could show you"
The guard shook his head, focusing back to the bottles "Oh right sure. Back to the childish torture games. Enjoy."
Zack turned around to look at the guard "You are remarkably annoying, you know?" "So?" He chuckled "You will use a feather to teach me how great you are at doing your job?"
Zack sighed and walked slowly towards the guard. He then punched him where no man should be punched.
The poor guard bended and Zack took advantage of it by sweeping his legs. He then put his foot on the guard's face, making it hard for him to simply breath. He then talked calmly : "You get out now. Or i kill you."
Releasing the guard, he kept facing him until he left the room, mumbling something about avenging himself soon enough.
Zack then turned around and smiled politely at the girl who was looking quite shocked. "Now now now. Sorry my lady... Where were we? Oh... Yes.. I remember."
As he was talking, he walked to her and punched her violently on her stomach.
The girl fell to the ground, bending in pain, her hands still tied on her back.
Zack then made it his duty to kick the girl sadistically with his feet, aiming at various parts of her anatomy. He was saying while doing so : "I'm.... Very upset. And when... I'm upset.... Bad things happen.... When bad things... Happen.... People die!"
"Stop it..." said a voice coming from his back.
He turned his head and glanced quickly at the man who was aiming at him with a sidegun. "Oh look what we have here... An old acquaintance... I see your wounds healed nicely..."
Zack however kicked again Concordia's face as we was talking, just for the pleasure.