We were stupid, we got caught.
Where: The Nemesis
When: 1/11/12
Who: Caroline and Starscream
What: It's been well over a week since Caroline was captured and still she hasn't answered Megatron's questions. Starscream is sent to try to coax some compliance from her.
Warnings: Possible torture
So what? Here we are, Juggernaut.
Caroline's fingers ran through her hair. The right hand's digits twirled and wrapped around the wavy deep brown stands, ignoring the greasy build up that had gathered. It was impossible to gauge time by any other means and there was nothing else to keep her mind occupied. Like a nightmare creeping in through her bars, Caroline feared that laying here idle was slowly but surly allowing her mind to warp, atrophy, and die. So it wandered to all the corners of her thoughts, feelings and imagination.
The city hadn't exploded. That meant that the synthesis project went well...or that it hadn't happened at all. Either Cave successfully was able to put his ego and the past aside to work with House, or that he decided to ignore her pleas altogether. No, she had to believe that he had gone through with it. Or else...why even suffer? The whole point of her pain was to buy him as much time as possible to prepare for what was to come.
Caroline shifted her weight. The bars of her suspended cage kept her backside in constant numbness or throbbing pain. Her injured right leg was still swollen and she still couldn't move her toes. Her left arm remained in its thin sling. She could keep it up. For a little while longer at least.
When: 1/11/12
Who: Caroline and Starscream
What: It's been well over a week since Caroline was captured and still she hasn't answered Megatron's questions. Starscream is sent to try to coax some compliance from her.
Warnings: Possible torture
So what? Here we are, Juggernaut.
Caroline's fingers ran through her hair. The right hand's digits twirled and wrapped around the wavy deep brown stands, ignoring the greasy build up that had gathered. It was impossible to gauge time by any other means and there was nothing else to keep her mind occupied. Like a nightmare creeping in through her bars, Caroline feared that laying here idle was slowly but surly allowing her mind to warp, atrophy, and die. So it wandered to all the corners of her thoughts, feelings and imagination.
The city hadn't exploded. That meant that the synthesis project went well...or that it hadn't happened at all. Either Cave successfully was able to put his ego and the past aside to work with House, or that he decided to ignore her pleas altogether. No, she had to believe that he had gone through with it. Or else...why even suffer? The whole point of her pain was to buy him as much time as possible to prepare for what was to come.
Caroline shifted her weight. The bars of her suspended cage kept her backside in constant numbness or throbbing pain. Her injured right leg was still swollen and she still couldn't move her toes. Her left arm remained in its thin sling. She could keep it up. For a little while longer at least.