Approaching the Firing Line

[Blackout]

*i smirk at Wilson* Did you really think I was just going to betray them and tell you Wilson?

[Alexander Ludovico]

*I raise an eyebrow* Of course you're going to tell me. How much persuasion you need is up to you. Who are they, and where are their most frequented safehouses?

[Blackout]

*she yawned and pretended to look bored* I'm not telling you anything

[Alexander Ludovico]

Last chance. *The killjoy doesn't respond, and I get to my feet and push my chair in. Turning to the one-way glass, I motion to the dracs on the other side. Almost immediately the door opens, and three come in; the extra, I assume, is because they know she's out of her cuffs*

Lucky for you, Blackout, I'm not in the mood to get my clothing dirty. *To the fourth man waiting outside, I add,* Rehabilitation room 34A. It should already be prepped. Tell the doctors we're starting with stage 1 only, indefinite duration.

[Blackout]

*i jump to my feet but feel the dracs grab my arms and hold me back* let go of me! *I struggle against them but one drac kicks my bad leg and I instantly stop and almost collapse as the dracs drag me to room 34A. I hear the dracs mention to the doctor about starting stage one and I dig my feet in and refuse to move any further into the room before the dracs shove me in. memories from when I was given the wolfblood sessions (thats the right name right?) flash through my head and i panic and struggle harder*

[Alexander Ludovico]

*Following behind the others, I see the killjoy still putting up a struggle. The room is set up for a standard rehabilitation procedure, according to the aversion therapy Wolfblood technique. Three of the walls are full size screens, and the chair facing them looks vaguely like a dentist's chair with restraints. One IV stand is on either side of the chair, and two doctors are waiting at their table to the right of the door. They smile when they see the killjoy, doubtless pleased that they get to help her transition into civilian or employee life.*

*As I pass the table I pick up one of the small syringes lying on a tray, and step up behind Blackout while she tries to fight off the dracs. I jab it into her arm and depress the plunger before she can block me, then take a step back.* It's a low grade sedative, in case you're wondering. Not enough to put you to sleep. I recommend trying to relax; every now and then we get side effects if there's too much adrenaline in the system.

[Blackout]

*i whirl around and try to leap at Wilson before the sedative takes hold* I think I'd rather... risk the side effects... *she tries to throw a wild punch at him but almost falls over in the process. the two dracs drag her into the chair and tighten the restraints around her*

[Alexander Ludovico]

*I dodge the swing easily, and wait while the draculoids restrain her and the doctors set the lefthand IV line. Wheeling one of the observation chairs over so I'm sitting facing her, I cross my legs. I'm slightly to the left, and a doctor pulls the IV stand closer so I can start the flow when desired.*

Now, then. You record indicates you've been assigned treatment like this before. I'll assume you know what it feels like when this particular IV is in action. Not very pleasant. And until I get the answers I want, we won't be using the relaxant on the right. Shall we proceed, or will you talk?

[Blackout]

*as terrified as i am of the treatment I still glare at Wilson with gold eyes* I will tell you nothing

[Alexander Ludovico]

*Those eyes again. I see one of the doctors has noticed too, and make a note to register her for study. Taking the plastic tubing in hand, I start the drip. It should only take a few seconds for the pain to assert itself* In three minutes, I'll cut the flow and ask again. Every time you refuse to cooperate, the length of time will increase. Enjoy.

[Blackout]

*I set my jaw as the drip starts to keep from saying anything and i tightly grip the arms of the chair as the pain sets in*

[Alexander Ludovico]

*I add thirty seconds to the time just for the hell of it, and then stop the drip. It takes another minute for the effect to fade. The doctors are barely paying attention; this early in the procedure, there's really nothing for them to monitor.* Who are your associates, and where are their safehouses?

[Blackout]

*I slowly release my grip on the chair as the pain slowly fades* you and this whole company can go to hell Wilson!

[Alexander Ludovico]

*I restart the drip without responding.* Five minutes. Next will be ten. The more information you give me now, the easier it will be on your friends. They will be brought in eventually no matter what; you can save them what you're going through right now. All you have to do is tell us what we want to know.

[Blackout]

No... i wont give away... my frinds... *she grits her teeth as the pain comes back and bites her tongue to keep from saying aything else*