::008th Interrogation::

[pnshandnslv]

[Action A: 5719 Cunningham Lane - Neighbors]

[It started out as a normal day... wandering outside just to get some air after getting dressed and ready for the day. It was a package that may have turned things around. Barricade eyed the mail that was addressed to him and stared at it cautiously. Perhaps you've spotted him before he heads back in. Taking the package inside and opening it may have been a bad idea.]

[Action: anywhere]

[He took an early leave from work that day. As he wandered back home... he was certain to keep his eyes well covered. The sun wasn't bothering him as he wore a pair of sunglasses. There was also a fedora upon his head... and yet he still kept his head bowed.

Perhaps you've run into him before... and are unknowingly making plans to keep him from going home. If you are... be careful, he has a short temper. ... Unusually short. More so than normal.]

Comments

[pnshandnslv]

[He growled like a captured animal, but then the hair pull... and then he was met with a surge of pain. He struggled again... and then he was met with pain again. Then he became disoriented and his struggling slowed to a halt.]

Ghnnn....

[photonicfighter]

[She had a free hand while slamming his head into the ground, and it grasped for one of his struggling arms. And even though he had stopped struggling so strongly, she didn't feel that she had quite made her point yet. Her fingers unclenched and released their grip on his hair. She pulled his arm back behind him in an undoubtedly painful hold.]

Well? Well?! Are you done?!

[...she has, however, misjudged her own strength in this matter. She's assuming a far stronger skeleton is beneath his flesh. She might well break his arm.]

[pnshandnslv]

[His arm could only bend back so far ... and he tried to cry out but no sound escaped his mouth. There was an interesting sound of the metal twisting, just where the metal joint met flesh. He was shifting between in and out of consciousness. He knew she was yelling at him but ...]

[photonicfighter]

[Her left hand shifted its grip on his arm, coming along to rest on his wrist. Above, it was skin and bone and warmth, below, cold metal... what was he, really?]

Hn!

[He was still resisting. He hadn't given in, hadn't gone limp, hadn't given up... she continues to apply force.]

[pnshandnslv]

[It wasn't long before the applied pressure caused something to snap. His frame finally ceased in struggling. He couldn't make coherent sentences but it was clear he was telling her to stop. Had he been more aware, begging would've been the last thing he would do. Eventually, he passed out. Human bodies seemed rather fragile.]

[photonicfighter]

[Dakki felt the bone crack, felt his struggling cease, heard him vocalizing incoherently in pain, and she released him. Both hands let go, both arms fell back, and slowly, she rose away from him. The single-minded prideful haze of that combat subroutine terminated.]

...oh Holy Light...

[What had she just done? Had she killed him? No, no, a hand on his neck to check his pulse revealed he was alive... just utterly overwhelmed and overcome.

She couldn't very well leave him in the street like this. Reluctantly but dutifully she picked him up and managed to get his proportionately larger bulk into a fireman's carry, and started off towards getting him some medical assistance.]