[Scott] Cops and Sociopaths

[starborn_scribe]

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

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[Doctor] la Caza

[purplerhino]

The Doctor waited until the barrier was dropped before stepping into the room where Dr. Sakai was ‘housed’. The rooms were not exactly comfortable, but he could honestly say he’d been in worse. He had a pretty extensive knowledge of the inside of jail/prison cells from one end of the universe to the other. At least there was a shelf to sit and lay down on… made of rock not covered in moss and some sort of green mold in the one corner.

Now the Xenubians, they knew how to keep a prisoner miserable. Walls and floors with fist sized bumps all over, so you couldn’t sit, lean or lay down without them digging in, and it kept you off balance when standing. Masterful, really. But neither here nor there at the moment.

The barrier was back up behind him the moment he’d stepped clear, and he found himself sizing up the woman inside. He didn’t say a word. He just leaned with his back against a wall, his arms crossed, making the leather of his jacket creak just a bit, and looked at her with pale blue eyes that seemed to reflect centuries of experience and a cool indifference at the same time. Jon had felt the weight of that stare once. The longer it went on, the more alien those eyes would seem, no matter how ‘human’ they looked. While he just stared, the Doctor took in Sakai’s respiration and pulse rate.

He didn’t say a word.

[Sakai]

[fikgirl]

Sato looked up at the man's entry. (No, not a man, an alien. A time traveler.) She didn't know the specifics, but she knew that he wasn't human. Not that specifics regarding him were of any interest to her; he wasn't one of her subjects, nor was his companion.

Though her heart raced, she was determined to show no fear. Holding her head up, Sato simply stared back.

[Doctor]

[purplerhino]

Actually, the Doctor could stare for hours. He was mentally multitasking in the relative quiet, although there was no sign of anything but intense scrutiny of the woman. It was the kind of scruiteny one might expect of an entimologist examining a rather interesting bug. And he was aware of her, and noting her heart rate, body temperature, respiration, pupil dilation... all of it.

He was also mentally figuring out how to recalibrate one of the settings on his screwdriver to interface with the nanites inside of Rose and draw them out, the many uses the parts of the two Darts could be put to, how he could convert equipment in the lab to test reactions to the seperate chemicals in Chloe's blood.

Sakai was getting tense. Her knuckles were a bit white where they gripped the slab. There were tiny tics of muscle energy under the skin of her forarms. It took fifteen minutes for her to look away. Pretty good all in all.

He gave her another ten minutes of silence, to stew in uncertainty and discomfort. To keep her wondering and on edge.

When he finally spoke, it was a relief to her.

"Who gave Carleson his orders?" He tapped his temple. "And do keep in mind, I can tell if you lie, even a little bit."

OOC Woot!

[lost_mckay]

*grins*
Rodney knows nanites too. :)
The pair /are/ the brains!

[Sakai] Answers that I Can Give

[fikgirl]

That was an easy one. If all this freak wanted was information and dirt on Carlson, then that she could supply. In spades. Whatever helped her cause after all.

"I don't know her name. A woman. A powerful woman. He never called her by name. I don't know if he knows her name."

[OOC: Sorry, my DHARMA Scientists channeling is weak these past few days.]

[Doctor] Disposable people.

[purplerhino]

Truth. Interesting. That actually ment everyone here was considered expendable by those in charge. Did they realize that yet?

"A powerful woman. Money, connection. Connections that shouldn't be accessable to people in your time. You lot are much too primitive, babes in the woods, really. So someone in charge has contact with not only dangerous alien races, but time technology. And you never questioned that? Not even to yourself?"

"So tell me, Doctor Sato Sakai... why did you go into medicine? What made you decide to be a doctor?"

OOC

[fikgirl]

Sorry for the delay. Go ahead and wing this. I don't have anything specific planned for responses other than the info she already gave.

[Doctor] Go Fish

[purplerhino]

He'd kept at her for ninty minutes, exactly, from the moment she first spoke. He'd ask a couple questions about the project, then a personal one about her. The questions seemed random.

"Why did you take the four you did?"

"Because they were the ones we were told to take. Carleson got his orders, we followed them."

"How long have you been on the island?"

"Ten years, myself. Some have been here for fifteen or twenty."

"What? No paid holidays, no time away to see new faces to keep you lot from killin' one another?"

"We've been psychologically screened for long term placement."

"By who? Ethan Lector? I can see why we have such a stable group then. Guards who think rape is acceptable, doctors who take the hipocritic oath, and a complete lack of empathy for anyone other than themselves. Yeah, that fits the medical description of mentally sound."

"Where did you grow up?"

And so it went. After ninty minutes she was as pissed off as she was scared, and he left her in that confused state.

"Daniel have any luck with the redshirts?" The Doctor asked Jon as he made it to the observation consol. He leaned over the top of the monitor to look at it upside down.