[Scott] Cops and Sociopaths
Who: Scott, Ethan, Locke (briefly)
Where: Mini-Bunker, Jail/Observation Station
When: Day 22, evening
Invited: Aiden, anyone who wants in on the interrogation action
Status: Completed ( Read more... )
Where: Mini-Bunker, Jail/Observation Station
When: Day 22, evening
Invited: Aiden, anyone who wants in on the interrogation action
Status: Completed ( Read more... )
Keeping an eye on things from the observation room was good enough for now, Jon decided, though Ethan's reaction so far made him wish for someone as large as Teal'c to turn up and intimidate the little fucker with his sheer presence. The man was a psychologist too, which only added to Jon's contempt, though it did increase the risk that he'd try to play the survivors against one another. First impressions were great and they'd all been through a lot together, but a few choice secrets dropped here and there - presuming that these DHARMA folk knew as much as they implied - could be dangerously disruptive.
The appearance of Scott and Aiden made Jon grin. Come to play good cop/bad cop had they? Ethan was bound to mock that idea, but then Scott was bound to have a few psychic tricks up his sleeves. He also didn't seem too worried about who saw them, these days.
Jon gestured towards Door #3, home to one Dr Rom - barely recovered from Locke's chat session. The forcefield controls were close to hand. "Y'ready?"
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"Anything you tell me about this suspect for I go in?" she asked.
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"He puts the mindfuck into Mindfuck Island," Jon nodded wryly. The girls had been unanimous in their accusations against Ethan. "Hides it well, but he's probably derentis."
Aiden's curious look had Jon panicking, running over the words he'd used in his head, but yet again he couldn't see where (or if) the switch had been made. Either that or she was questioning the fact that he thought Ethan was nuts. Jon didn't wasn't about to open his mouth again in order to ask.
Instead he rattled the keyboard in front of him, bringing up a recording of Locke's session on another monitor. The pair watched carefully, Scott's body language dangerous while Aiden seemed to maintain some emotional separation from the events on-screen.
For his part, Jon stared at the wall numbly. How the fuck did I know how to do that?
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The mere image of Ethan on the monitor got Scott's ire up. In this case it was a good thing, because John had throughly roughed up the thoroughly restrained DHARMA shrink. With his hands cuffed behind his back and ankles bound and tied to the chair Ethan had little hope of fighting back. Physically, anyway. True to form, the bastard only broke his stubborn silence to lash out verbally at John.
On the monitor John's fist connected with the man's face again. Ethan slowly shook it off, spitting blood from his split lip. "Abuse won't make me suddenly know things that I don't, John," Ethan leered. "Or do you just get off on it? Make you hot for your dead lover?" John stiffened, but didn't take the bait. "That must be convenient, having a woman who can take a beating. Have you put one of your knives to her? I bet you'd--"
John's balled hand swung against Ethan's chin with a crunch. The bound man cried out briefly, then resumed glaring at John. The older man looked murder back at him, then turned his back on the prisoner. "I'm done here," he said coolly in the direction of the force field. The shimmering barrier winked out. John strode through with Ethan grinning bloodily at his back.
After taking a deep, calming breath, Scott turned from the monitor to Aiden. He was glad to see the woman's cool professionalism. "Ready?"
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LOL! That he does. :)
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Some time later snippets of conversation drifted down the hall. Ethan recognized two of them as part of the freak brigade: O'Neill's clone and Hayden. He was loathe to admit that either sparked a bit of fear. The general's war record showed that his clone would do what needed to be done, including cold-blooded murder. The half-breed's vindictive streak had truly taken Ethan by surprise. The alien who'd knocked up his mother was from a race of pacifists. Ethan had hypothesized that Hayden would be incapable of violence, or that inflicting harm would cause enough mental dissonance that he'd avoid it at all costs. The bruises and dried blood matting the back of his head said otherwise.
Ethan's purpose was clear. First, obviously, keep this rag-tag band of survivors from killing him. Second, get his hooks in as many of them as he could. If he could sway a few of the more powerful ones to his side, Carlson would be in for a surprise when he reclaimed the Staff.
Ethan looked up as footsteps approached. The skinny half-breed and a brunette he didn't intially recognize stopped on the other side of the energy barrier. (Burn. Ex-cop Burn,) Ethan recalled, as well as fodder from her past ripe for manipulation. For now he'd play it cool.
The force field disappeared long enough for the unlikely pair to step through. Burn studied him like he were a piece of interesting forensic evidence. Although Hayden said nothing, his barely-concealed anger was obvious.
"Ethan Rom," Burn said coolly. "Who's spoken with you so far?"
Ethan sniffed. "John Locke. And his fist." Burn simply nodded. Ethan caught her eye, then glanced at Hayden. "You do realize what you're working with, don't you?"
Burn frowned, puzzled. The freak scowled, but stayed silent.
"Haven't you wondered where Mr. Hayden's 'amazing powers' come from?" Ethan prodded. Burn's frown deepened. The momentary panic that flitted across Hayden's face was most satisfying. "Oh, that's right," Ethan drawled. "He's going by 'Anderson' these days. My bad." He gave the half-breed a sacchrine smile. Hayden glowered back. "In any case, he's -- it's -- half-alien. Surely that violates U.S. immigration policy. Right, Detective Burn?"
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"Besides we're not in the U.S. I doubt we're even any place that's been mapped. So let's start with in easy question, how did you and your companions get here?"
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Aiden continued, "So let's start with an easy question, how did you and your companions get here?"
Ethan met her eyes coolly. "By ship." He smirked at Scott for a moment, adding, "Boat, that is."
If Aiden noticed the barb she didn't let on. Scott, however, was grinding his teeth. He'd been in the room for all of two minutes with Ethan and the man had already gotten to him. Fortunately one of his "amazing powers" could render Ethan's needling ineffective. After closing his link with Ami, Scott mentally retreated to his emotionless Algeiban side. Tension flowed from his body, which Ethan noticed. The man's eyes narrowed slightly, curious and wary.
"What port did you leave from?"
"I don't know," Ethan replied. Although his body language indicated truthfulness, Scott didn't believe it. Ethan was too good at manipulating people. Now that his turburlent emotions were safely walled off, Scott lowered his shields and focused on Ethan. "We're only given the information we need to know. The island's location and that of nearby ports wasn't deemed necessary."
Aiden looked a question at Scott. "He's telling the truth," Scott reported, noticing the odd flatness to his voice. Judging from his momentary frown, Ethan had noticed, too.
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Kenzaki, having arrived a bit late due to some miscommunication, strode in to the bunker. He was in full Scarab Undead form, but thankfully, everybody here knew who he was. He observed the action in the room, and made a motion to Jon-kun to let him in. Once Jon-kun let down the force field, he strode forward, intending to let his form aid in the interrogation.
(OOC: I can't remember if Scott or Aiden knows about Kenzaki's other form, but hopefully Daniel or Jon warned them that the big bad monster is on their side so they won't be confused)
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It was one thing to have heard about this alternative form that Kenzaki could wear, quite another to see the thing: more menacing than a Jaffa in full kit, even if the guy was a pussycat underneath. At least that's what he seemed like.
Jon thumbed the intercom. "Hey Rom! Thought we'd treat you to someone else's 'amazing powers' since you're so keen on them, ok? Scott, Aiden, it's Ken. Friendly. To you."
He grinned at the Japanese monster, thumbs up. "Walk on through, buddy. I'll drop the shield when you're closer."
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His mind turned back to Scott being half-alien. (That explains a lot,) Daniel mused and a million thoughts and questions followed on the heels of that one. He pushed them aside; those questions could wait until they were done with Ethan ... and the rest of the scientists.
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"So what did they tell you? How did you get involved with DHARMA?"
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Then the huge armored figure stomped into the room. Surprise rippled across Scott's emotionless void. Kenzaki -- thankfully it felt like Kenzaki -- looked like a cross between a Power Ranger and one of the orcs from the "Lord of the Rings" trilogy. Scott had heard about Kenzaki having an alternate form but... wow. "Konichiwa, Kenzaki-san," Scott said.
Ethan barked a nervous laugh. "You can't be serious," he muttered. Although his body language said indifference, Scott felt his fear and astonishment. He turned to Aiden to see her reaction.
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*falls over laughing*
Something tells me Ethan's going to need a new pair of pants soon.
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After the shock wore off she pouted. It was too early in the interrogation for intimadetion. Someone had an itchy trigger finger. She took a deep breath, she wasn't used to three people in a interrogation, she hoped they could all work together. She turned back to Ethan with pursed lips, looking unrattled to his eyes.
"Answer the question Ethan."
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