[Locked to Martha, Lucy, Shepard, and Calisto] INTO THE ANGSTFEST, MY FRIENDS.

[paranoideloi]

((OOC: Obviously this is before the elevater goes splody))

Eloi is running.

Running out of the hotel, out onto the streets, his tawny wings unfolding. He doesn't CARE who sees him, Martha's been captured by Calisto, dammit, she's torturing her, he doesn't have time to worry about if people see him or not. His sword is drawn and he springs into

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[yourfinalpoison]

Calisto knew that Martha had a guardian angel. Not to mention the many other people who could find out and decide they want to interrupt the fun.

She loves that Eloi's here, because she's going to love putting him in a cage in the basement. Letting him feel everything that happens to his ward and be unable to do anything about it.

Calisto doesn't have time to fight him herself, she's busy... torturing... Toby at the moment. Messing with Toby's head. Lucy's in with Martha.

And there are two armed guards with tranquilizer guns. Because Calisto doesn't want to kill Eloi. Just get him in a cage... a cage with sharp edges.

[paranoideloi]

Eloi brandishes his sword at the guards. They say never bring a sword to a gun fight, which Eloi knows, but it's all he's got.

"Where. Is. Calisto." He hisses. He doesn't state it as a question, but a demand instead.

[yourfinalpoison]

The guards look at each other with a short laugh and expressions that seem to translate into like we're going to tell you.

"Look. Take another step or two forward and we'll start shooting."

Calisto walks up from the basement of the basement, a look of pure ecstasy on her face and a bloody sword in her hand. Killing someone... else... Martha's upstairs after all.

"Why. Eloi. Wonderful to see you here." She smiles, looks almost drunk, almost high. "Joining the party."

[paranoideloi]

Eloi lunges forward with a growl, attempting to pin her to the wall.

"I hardly consider this a party. Let Martha go NOW."

((OOC: Uh. Shepard wants me to let you know that she wants to participate in some torture. Doesn't matter who of, she has some aggression to work out. ^^;))

[yourfinalpoison]

Calisto side steps the lunging and points her sword to his throat before he can try again. She snaps her fingers and the guards start to shoot those tranquilizer shots, enough to bring down an elephant.

"Because I'm so going to do whatever you say."

((OOC: Calisto will happily let her torture whoever she'd like, Martha, Eloi... Remus, Becky, Casey, and Toby are all here to be tortured so she can pick and choose. :D More than one if she wants. XD))

[paranoideloi]

OOC: Excelllent. I believe I'll have her help with Martha first, buahahahaha.

Eloi attempts to grab her by the throat before succumbing to the tranq darts. He falls to the floor, unconcious, sword dropping to the ground with a metallic clatter.

[yourfinalpoison]

((OOC: XD Okay! We can just rp it in here if you want and I'll link to here since Calisto's going to be dragging Eloi into a cage))

Calisto smiles when he falls and picks up his sword, looking at it, vaguely.

"Well, go on, you two. Get him into a sharp cage. Downstairs. In one of the other rooms." They're running out of rooms. Really.

But the two guards obey, cause duh, Calisto is scary. And extra scary when she has two swords with her.

"Shepard?"

[fightyourfoes]

Shepard emerges from the shadows in a rather cliched manner, and excited look in her eyes, toying with her biotic amp before she locks it into place at the base of her skull.

"You rang?"

[yourfinalpoison]

Calisto smiles.

Her expression is still dazed, of complete ecstasy.

She feels all of their pain. And she loves it.

What a wonderful way to go out.

"Do you want this? Angel dropped it on the floor." She smirks. "You're more a gun girl, though, aren't you?"

[fightyourfoes]

Shepard arches an eyebrow at the sword. "Yeah, I am more of a gun girl. Thanks for the offer, though." She doesn't actually sound thankful, more like she's being polite because... well, Calisto is Calisto.

[yourfinalpoison]

Calisto just smirks.

"You want to have fun?" She tilts her head to the side. "We have prisoners. Angels and werewolves and one, Martha fucking Jones." Who made for a very good, last fuck for Calisto if she were to say so herself. "You... feel free to play with them. Any of them."

She's about out of energy to torture herself. She's too into the feelings of all the pain. High on it.

[fightyourfoes]

Shepard grins maniacally. "I think I'll play with Miss Jones," she states. "And then, maybe I'll have some fun with her Guardian Angel." Her eyes slide to where the guards had left carrying Eloi. With a smirk, she adds, "I haven't had a good torture session since I led the assault on Torfan. Alliance Brass disapproved, but the fucking Batarian slavers deserved it." She cracks her knuckles in anticipation. "I'm long overdue for another."

[yourfinalpoison]

Calisto laughs, enjoying the maniac grin, sensing the anticipation.

"Just make sure she stays alive for when the Doctor comes. I'd love to have her beg him to kill her." She points at the stairs. "Up that way. My room. My bathroom to be specific."

[fightyourfoes]

"Can do." The smile on Shepard's face has become downright EVIL. She walks up the stairs with a purposeful stride, a blue glow already starting to gather around her right hand.

When she reaches Calisto's bathroom, she throws open the door with none of the grace that Calisto had used. Hopefully the slam will wake Martha up, or else Shepard shall have to find more... creative methods of bringing her back to consciousness.

Because torture is no fun if you can't hear your victim screaming.

[smithnjones]

Martha jumps at the slam of the door, which means her broken arm moves and she hisses out a painful breath at the feel of it.

She blinks, looking around in the darkness, something... something blue?

Oh God.

Just let it end.

[fightyourfoes]

"Hello, Martha," Shepard says before flipping on the lights and approaching the bathtub. "I don't think we've met before." She lifts her hand her hand, the one that's glowing, and balls it into a fist, concentrating on Martha's body and using her biotic abilities to jerk her body into a very uncomfortable position. She smirks gleefully and states, "I'm Commander Shepard."