I just have a few simple questions [Closed]

[tidesnpc]

Characters: Deanna and our favorite neighborhood impostor. Other characters involved in his capture may show up later.
Content: There's a pesky shapeshifter chained up in the brig. It's time to get some answers.
Setting: The brig of the Amestris.
Time: Shortly after Bradley went AWOL
Warnings: Torture, references to death and violence

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[illhaveyourmind]

Unhurriedly and leisurely, Deanna Troi walked down the hall of the brig, all the way to the end. Her bootheels clicked ominously over the metal floors, announcing her presence long before she actually got within sight of the prisoner. They were meant to. He was meant to know she was coming.

Finally arriving at the last cell, the demi-human telepath raised an eyebrow at her latest toy. Her trademark smirk was, surprisingly, not on her lips at the moment. She was working, after all. And as much as she enjoyed her job, she did always strive to treat it with a sense of professional detachment. At least for now. "Comfortable?" She did not waste time trying to sense out his emotions, which were of course, easy for her. The thoughts would come later, and she had all sorts of lovely things to help extract them.

It was going to be fun.

[tidesnpc]

If Troi expected fear or compliance, she might be disappointed. When he looked at her, the look in his eyes was anything but respectful. The only emotions his face betrayed were contempt and a vague sense of annoyance.

"What do you think?" he rasped out, with a rough edge to an otherwise boyish voice.

[illhaveyourmind]

The barest hint of a smile grew in the corners of her lips. Deanna was pleased that he did not seem cowed. That would change, and she very much enjoyed a challenge. His emotions were boring at the moment, so she did not dig deeper, though she did move to unlock the cell so that she could enter.

"I think it's quite probably going to get worse before it gets better," she practically purred. "Unless you simply want to make this easy on yourself?" She hoped he wouldn't.

[tidesnpc]

He smirked, and said, "In other words, you want me to spill my guts. Is that right?"

/moving thread over to prevent clogging

[illhaveyourmind]

Forcing her own opinions to take a step back, she watched the images unfold, clinging to her sense of professional detachment as heavily as she clung to each memory in turn, finally dragging herself completely into the relative safety of the eye of his mind. It was almost shockingly calm compared to the whirlwind of thoughts that raged outside of it, and she buried her hooks in deep to stay there as long as she could. At the sight of the stone coming to life and forming the life around it, her mind began racing and making connections. She knew she had read something of this before, but struggled to remember what or when. For now, she shoved that to the back as well, and focused only on what she was seeing. There would be time enough for analysis later, and she certainly didn't want to miss anything he was showing her because she'd been too busy contemplating it. That wouldn't do at all.

My, you've been busy, haven't you? So much of the current status of the world seems to have stemmed directly from you. But who's the one ordering it

You are a hero

[tidesnpc]

...Father...

There was a reappearance of the shadowy man from before. He sat imperiously in his throne, clad in white robes, his face still ensconced in shadow. He was larger in life and his image grew and expanded as he loomed massively over the figures in black; this was perception, not reality.

The screams in physical reality finally faded, and his voice weak, he rasped out, "You...you don't need him."

Never been called that while playing Deanna before. XDD

[illhaveyourmind]

Sliding her fingers down a bit, she gradually trailed them down to the Agonizer, and lowered the intensity of it just a little. The change in setting was almost imperceptible, but she knew that to his almost overstimulated nerves it would feel like a world of difference. She wondered what he'd be willing to tell her to keep it from going back up again

mirror!verse of a mirror!verse?

[tidesnpc]

He felt disgust at her touch and at his sense of relief when it lowered. It was, however, tempered by a sense of skepticism: she wasn't going to stop. She was going to continue to toy with him, like a child ripping off the legs of a grasshopper. His hatred towards Troi ran deep, but oddly enough, some of it was also directed at himself: at himself for being so weak as to get caught in this position. When she taunted him, he didn't say or think anything in response. He just continued to seethe silently.

When she mentioned Bradley, though, he felt a sense of amusement. Bradley was different, somehow, but he didn't think on how. It was a minor victory, if any at all, and it was enough for him to resist the pain if ever so slightly.

"Not...quite!," he panted out. "But...but you're a smart lady, aren't you? You tell me what you...hngh...think."