Nanba Prison (Nanbaka RP Group) discussion

The place for the worst of the worst. Usually solitary. These prisoners almost never see the light of day.

After being dragged for a while, Cyan decided to stop screaming and thrashing about till she could assess the situation better.

((Oh, this is a bit deep for a little interrogation. This is murder serial killer row.))

((oh. then where should the interrogation be? i don't see an interrogation room in the building discussion))

((That is true. We can make do here, no worries.))

The guard dragged the poor prankster into a room, chaining the prisoner's wrists to the concrete slab table. He seemed rather upset and grumpy. His dark green hair was still plastered to his head, and his face was stern behind steel-rimmed glasses.

((ok))

Cyan glanced at the chains, "are these necessary?" she asked lifting her wrists.

The man narrowed his eyes, taking a seat silently in front of her. "So, you activated the fire alarm," he stated.

Cyan raised an eyebrow, "that's right because I'm an inmate whenever something goes wrong it's my fault." she began to sarcastically clap her hands, "bravo detective work..."

He glared coldly at her. He could read minds, of course, but he was trying not to let her onto that brief bit of knowledge. Instead, he was hoping to get her thinking about how she'd get out of it... he was sure he could find what she had done that she'd been so worried about him finding out.

Cyan had been interrogated before, she knew how to keep a poker face, but she also knew she would have a hard time not thinking about Daku.

Daku was definitely in for it as well... probably after this interrogation, though. He slammed a hand into the table. "Tell me how you disabled the cameras!"

Cyan leaned back in her uncomfortable seat, "rude. is this how you treat all women?" she glanced over her shoulder, "not even a glass of water or a towel..." she huffed.

You are not going to disarm the purpose of this questioning," he informed, smiling rather sinisterly and leaning forward as she leaned back.

Cyan pouted, "poo...your no fun..." she said then sat up straight and crossed her arms. "what do you want anyway?"

"Your answers," he insisted. "How did you bypass the security cameras?"

Cyan gave him a straight face, "with a hair pin."

((Is she thinking of anything? I doubt she can tell that he can read minds?))

((she's thinking about the heist and how to try and keep Daku out of it))

The man obviously picked up on her thoughts, frowning. He would have Dakutest brought in later. He was slowly gleaning information. It was always best to keep things careful.

Cyan slunk down in her chair, "can i have a towel now?" she grumbled.

((hello?))

"No," he shook his head. "You refuse to cooperate, you lose all rewards you might otherwise have obtained."

Cyan sighed, "well that figures..." she slouched in her seat, "any other tedious questions?"

"That will be all. You'll stay here, of course, for the maximum period of detention recommended."

Cyan rolled her eyes. "whatever..." 'not like you can stop me from getting out anyway...' she thought and a mischievious smurk crossed her face.

He smiled gently, coolly. Cruelly. "Oh, but there are other means of punishment than solitary confinement." Even then, a deep cell would be practically impregnable for her, he was certain!

Cyan grumbled, "what are you going to do? take away my outdoor time, boss?" she mocked.

He shrugged. "Of course."

Cyan's smile immediately dropped, "I have some requests, no demands..." she sat up, "if you want me to cooperate and not do anything...'foolish'..." she flicked her fingers out. "And I'll cop to everything you asked."

He shrugged. "I have more than enough in my personal statement to convict you." It wasn't quite true. He read minds, but he couldn't share his readings. People couldn't believe him on face value. What if he made something up? There was no way to authenticate his sight.

"for what? pulling a small prank?" she laughed, "that's alittle harsh, normally...i'd just get detention for a few hours..." she laughed, "come on, cap. no one was hurt." she stood up, "slap me on the wrist, tell me it was naughty, and it won't happen again..." she knew she had to get out of this soon, otherwise she might just lose something more valuable than outdoors time, a thought of her brothers visiting her crossed her mind. "come on, I'm willing to work with you here."

"For activating emergency protocols without warrant, automatic procedure for severe disruption of routine is a loss of all privileges and access," he informed, "And you obviously are not willing to work with me, only willing to beg and humiliate yourself to get what you want, not to cooperate. You will feel the full penalty for these actions."

Cyan, feeling the weight of those words, slowly sat back down and took a shaky breath, "for how long..." were the only words she was able to get out, but her thought finished for her, 'till I can see them?'

He shrugged. "I'll consult the handbook for the appropriate time." He was gloating inside. He'd show this little demon who was in charge! Disrupting prison activities his foot, this was insurrection!

Cyan felt tears run down a cheek, "can i make a request at least?"

“You can. I cannot gaurantee its acceptance.” He was merciless!

Cyan looked up at him, "can i gather some things to bring with me into solitary?" she thought of a couple books, an old photo of her brothers, and to talk to Daku.

He raised an eyebrow. “It’s solitary, not meditation.”

Cyan's head dropped, her thought slowly began to focus on the picture of her brothers; torn or tearing edges, color slowly fading on the five images, four young men between the ages of 13 to 18 and a young girl around 5 at the time of the photo.

He saw the thought, but didn't really seem to care. This guy was a total jerkwad.

Cyan stood and walked to the corner, "how long till we leave?"

"You're staying here," he smirked. "I'll just lock the door and let you... reflect on your actions." One of the walls was practically a giant mirror.

Cyan huffed, and walked to the mirrored wall, "let me guess...someone's on the other side keeping an eye on me..." she grumbled.

Actually, nobody was! But that was all part of the mental game.

Cyan huffed and just starred at the mirror.

There were security cameras, of course, but poor girl was stuck. Until Dakutest was dragged and dumped in the room as well. She sighed heavily. "Couldn't keep your mouth shut?" she checked.

Cyan looked at her, "why is she here?" she said loudly, "i already told you i did it. do just have some sick thing for girls is prison uniforms?"

Nobody was listening. Dakutest seemed visually perturbed. "You didn't tattle?" she checked.

Cyan looked at her, "why would i?" she went to the chair and sat down, "anyway, now that you are here you should know they're sending me to solitary."

((Hello?))