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Post by Kenshin Toric on May 28, 2012 5:34:15 GMT
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Kenshin sat down, annoyed as he could smell Cato's scent. He could smell luka in him. "I got to talk to Kira about this," he thought, wishing this was a class he could go to sleep in. He could only talk to Kira in dreams.
He frowned, leaning back and put his feet up on the desk as he leaned back in the chair. The total opposite of Cato. He didn't even plan it like that.
"I had the advanced experience all ready Cato. You don't need to be reminded. Should I demonstrate what that was to you? All I need is a lighter," He commented back to him. He was guessing that Cato had the same if not better healing powers then him. He was the second model. And the healing came with the H class, and Cato was just that. "Besides, Cecile, When I requested this, I asked for the full course. Excusing me for anything is not giving me the full course, so that goes against my deal of employment. I will stay." Kenshin looked Cecile in the eye, and for once, it wasn't the push over look. It was the Ice cold steal look that he had when he killed that pack that touched his sister. He was seeing this through, no getting out. He knew he was going to bleed, so why not bleed in full.
"And that is easy," Kenshin said, folding his arms. He didn't bother to raise his hand for answering. " Just a guess from personal experience, I would say that it is meant to loosen the Subject's tongue to make them more willing to talk. Nobody likes pain more then the next person. Pain is a great incentive, seeing as you can make it never stop. Keeping them alive is a worse promise then killing them." Kenshin didn't look up at all as he said that, the smell of burning flesh in his nose, Kala's face flashing through his mind as he talked. Her neck snapping and Chloe's laughter. That damn laughter, and those turic's Comments, Kami's body blossoming flowers of blood under his bullets. Ice appeared on his finger tips for a second, then vanished. His demons were haunting him.
"Those would be the reasons you would use torture in this field," Kenshin said, his eyes not visible as his hair covered his face. Kenshin's features were the opposite of what they were in the cafe. Instead of the jolly and push over Kenshin, this one was ice cold, and had no feelings, since he locked them away.
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Post by Cato Sirius on May 28, 2012 7:49:31 GMT
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Hello, I'm your martyr, will you be my gangster can you feel my trigger hand, moving further down your back when you hide, hide inside that body but just remember that when I touch you the more you shake, the more you give away
Cato had no idea what Kenshin was talking about when he mentioned that Cato knew something about the full experience. He knew Kenshin had been interrogated, but he had no idea to what extent. He did know that his sister had been killed though, but the lighter didn't ring any bells. Cecile shot Kenshin a look; it looked like she wanted him to get his feet off the desk. Kenshin kept running his motor mouth and Cecile cleared her throat when he finally stopped. "Actually you don't need to Kenshin; the extra class is on how to keep a secret and involves things you've already proven that you can handle. Since you can keep your secrets there is really no reason for you to stay; Cato is getting the extra lessons because he was a civilian less than a month ago and he doesn't know anything about this sort of thing."
Cato's eyes returned to green and he got absorbed in thought after what Cecile said. He had been a civilian just that long ago? It seemed like it had been a year since he was a police officer and her was the one catching criminals. He didn't think about it much, mostly because he wasn't alone in his head, but he really didn't like any of this. He was just doing what his superiors told him to do since he was already a military dog before he came here, in Liba the police were the highest form of national protection known the civilians. It wasn't well known to most citizens that a world war was going on after all...
Cecile went along with the class, Kenshin didn't bother to raise his hand but he answered. Cato looked at Kenshin since he was the one answering, it was pretty obvious Cato had good manners. He was proving to be a better student then Kenshin since they weren't 10 minutes into class and he had already blurted, put his feet on the desk, and been impolite to his classmates.
Cecile nodded as Kenshin answered, but when she spoke again she wasn't confirming what he said. "You're on the right track with the incentive, but I'm afraid you're wrong on that one. Torture causes physical or mental pain, and pain produces adrenaline. Adrenaline puts a person in fight or flight mode, and in that sort of state a person will do anything to protect themselves in most cases. Most normal people will spill everything they know if they think it will protect them. The point of torturing is to push the person to the edge where they no longer want to take anymore and they will do anything to save themselves... Some people don't give up their secrets that easily and need to be pushed beyond themselves into believing that if they don't spill their secret someone else will suffer for it. Sometimes people only need a psychological push, something along the lines of "you could go to jail for a long time for this" usually works on criminals. I'm sure Cato knows that though, he graduated from the police academy with flying colors."
Cecile smiled, she really had this teacher thing down. She had been trained to be an actor, it's hard to infiltrate another country without being able to adapt to the habits of the people around you or the person you're supposed to be. She had been in classrooms plenty of times so it was easy enough to mimic the behavior of a caring teacher. She certainly didn't want to mimic the behavior of the teacher who taught this class to her...
Cato didn't smile about Cecile's police academy statement. He had never had the greatest time with his fellow police officers. It sucked to be a cop when your father was one of the most notorious criminals in recent history. Cecile easily picked up on his body language and made a note not to mention police academy in front of Cato anymore. Cecile was trained in how to read body language, and she assumed Cato probably already knew a bit about that as well since he had been a cop.
Cecile changed the slide and there was another slide that had an example of notes basically repeating everything she had just said about why torture was utilized in interrogation. She spoke again, "Take any notes you think you need. But while you do that I'm going to move on with the lesson. I've got another question, this time its a personal question for both of you; and please take this very seriously." She shot both of them a look that pushed the point of what she had just said, serious. "What's your biggest, greatest fear?"
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Post by Kenshin Toric on May 28, 2012 18:52:10 GMT
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Kenshin listened, smirking. Check check and check. He was starting to think this was a refresher course instead of a class. Course, being on the other end of this practice was the harsh part, but if you survive it you learn from it.
His eyes drifted to the board, and his gave went over all the board. Unlike most people, Kenshin had a good memory for things he read, or when he was in a state such as this. Things became crystal clear to remember, and things as serious as this he never would forget. "Locked an loaded," he whispered so low that unless you were listening for it, you wouldn't hear it.
"My biggest fear," He whispered again. He checked his fears, wondering. His biggest fear had been letting Kala down. Been there down that. What was it he feared. He feared loosing family. He had always been alone in this world except for his family. He never had friends outside these walls before he came here, and the only other family he had wanted him dead till he helped that girl escape. He knew that if his neck was on the line, he wasn't sure that Kira would rescue him. He was alone. And he seriously pissed Axel off, and Momo got a brain attack just seeing him. Yeah, he liked Jay and Rain, but they weren't family.
"I'm living it," He said quietly. A small tear escaped down the side of his face, but he didn't even notice as it froze and fell to the ground, shattering. "I am living my worst fear, thanks." being stuck here, working for the organization that killed his sister and mad him kill his father, having all family torn from him and giving his friends held hostage, a pack with rain and jay,who were also hostages, Axel and Momo not speaking to him.... He was already in hell. Kenshin's emotions went out the door then, hiding a bigger fear. One he just realized. He didn't want anyone here to realize he feared something greater. One that he would never tell anyone. "Being here, having to serve a place I hate to my very core," He said, his eyes ice as he looked up at Cecile.
His eyes were ones that no one had Seen, except when He was two, and Soldier was pissed off. Kenshin held his gaze with Cecile a little bit, but then look back down at his hands. "This is hell. And I can't say much for the cell mates." He cast a glace at Cato, and it was apparent who that jab was for. Course, then Kenshin's gaze softened and he said," Sorry Cato, but that one was uncalled for. You aren't the reason I am angry." he looked back at the desk, not looking at anyone any more. Course, his body was still radiating cold, and he just felt alone. Course, it wasn't an invite for anyone to touch him. Even if Cecile touched him, he might freeze her.
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Post by Cato Sirius on May 28, 2012 21:23:58 GMT
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Hello, I'm your martyr, will you be my gangster can you feel my trigger hand, moving further down your back when you hide, hide inside that body but just remember that when I touch you the more you shake, the more you give away
Cato let Kenshin answer the question first, watching Kenshin's reaction. It was an interesting question, and Kenshin's answer was also interesting. Just what had the SRA done to Kenshin to make him hate it to this extent? To claim this was hell was quite a statement. He watched as a tear escaped Kenshin, and was rather surprised but hat, but reminded himself that Kenshin was still a kid. Cato was the oldest person in this room, which explained why he had more self control and maturity then Kenshin.
Cecile looked at Kenshin, remembering the stuff he had gone through. Kenshin and Cecile shared a lot of memories that neither of them really wanted. She looked at Cato for an answer as Kenshin started turning into an air conditioning system. Cato knew it was hit turn, "I'm afraid I'll turn into someone I don't want to be." He was wearing a poker face trying to keep these other people out of his business. He wasn't going to add in that the person he didn't want to be was his father or a demon. That was a bit too personal for him to share. Cecile nodded, and spoke again.
"And I'm scarred of canines. In most cases a person's greatest fear is not internal, but you'll find many people in the SRA have mostly internal fears. The easiest people to crack are the ones who have fears like mine; canines. If you can figure out what the person is really scarred of and use that against them it's much easier to get them into a panicked state. Usually when trying to figure out what will scare a person starts with profiling. Let me give an example... Kenshin, you were an orphan so I can assume that you like most orphans fear losing you're loved ones. If I threaten to take away someone precious to you you will do what I want to make sure that doesn't happen. Another example is the author I interrogated about three weeks ago; he seemed like a very confused and scared man as soon as he got into the interrogation room. The first place to start with someone you profile as a wimp is pain, nerds and brainiacs almost always fear pain. It starts with profiling and finding out as much as you can about the person. And since we are talking about profiling..."
Cecile changed the slideshow and it had information on it about how to know what would work and what wouldn't based on first impressions. "I know some of you are only interested in how to torture people, but sometimes that isn't always necessary. If you come across the kind of person who is greedy sometimes a reward is all you need to get an answer. For male interrogators its best to suggest a reward of money, for female interrogators we can do that and use our bodies. I assume neither of you are going to be up to that." Cato was starting to feel a little bit disturbed by all this. a girl her age was teaching them about this sort of thing... That was really weird. Cato glanced at Kenshin wondering if this was just fine with him too. Cecile pointed to the screen and there was a flow chart about profiling and what methods worked on which profiles and she told them they had three minutes to read it and then tell her what they learned. Cecile went and sat down at the desk with a desktop computer and started fiddling with the machine, Cato started scribbling down things. Cecile added in, "And if you have any questions feel free to raise your hand or blurt."
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Post by Kellen Setos on May 28, 2012 22:47:56 GMT
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"There is only one left, and a doubt you the guts to hurt my last one that much." Kenshin smirked, his eyes now holding a twinkle of amusement as he leaned back. It was better then nothing.
"What ever needs to be done for your information, depending on the situation, can be excused. And there is always lieing." Kenshin smiled. He was a rather good lier, and most people didn't know it since most of the time he didn't need to be.
"Interesting," Kenshin said, looking at the board and got up, walking over for a closer look. his eyes traveled over all of it, almost like it was absorbing it. "Very interesting," He said, smiling. It was informative to say the least. he knew a little of profiling from common sense, but this was good. "Cecile, what does this mean," Kenshin asked, pointing to one section about killer profiles. He didn't understand it. "Profiling a killer. one should look for the different type of killers." Kenshin started to read, oh course ignoring the innocent parts. He didn't need them in his line of work. Kenshin paused, reading and held a hand up, like it was a pause button as he read intently. "That means......... Jay," he breathed out, a little surprised. He didn't see that coming. He was reading the signs of a Killer, what they would do and some habits most had. A lot of them matched Jay.
"What I learned it that there are many types of people in this world," Kenshin said, taking a step back, going back to his seat. he frowned, looking down and thinking. His eyes searched around for his friend, and what he saw instead made his angry.
Keaton was creeping along behind rain again, and Kenshin pointed. A solid block of Ice appeared in front of Keaton, and froze his hand. He was to far away to hear the screaming, but He knew Rain and Jay would hear it, and Jay was enough to take that pervert down.
"I learned that there are many ways to spot a killer, just judging on how they act, to the very pitiful weakling that will do anything to stop pain. There are people that you can tell don't give a s*** about their family, and another to tell they would rather die them let someone else take their pain. There are many differences. And you have to learn as much as you can before you go and ask your subject questions." Kenshin sat down, this time just leaning back and putting one foot over his knee, not the the desk. He was thinking about his team mate, and how he was now going to deal with Keaton and what this profiling could do for him. It opened a lot of doors and thoughts.
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Post by Cato Sirius on May 29, 2012 0:54:28 GMT
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Hello, I'm your martyr, will you be my gangster can you feel my trigger hand, moving further down your back when you hide, hide inside that body but just remember that when I touch you the more you shake, the more you give away
Cecile listened as Kenshin talked about what he learned, getting up from her seat by the desk and walking to the front of the classroom. Cato was glad he had x-ray vision and could see through Kenshin who was in the way of the board. Cecile thought that Kenshin gave a pretty good answer, she looked at Cato who was the last to answer every question so far. She had a feeling he liked to sit back and observe more than he liked to give input. Cato answered, "I've learned that observation is an important tool in this trade." Cecile nodded and moved on with the lesson.
The slide changed and there were now two different topics on the board, one about psychological torture and the other about physical. Cecile spoke about it, "You will have to learn how to know which form of torture will work best for you. Usually females respond to both forms and don't need to take much abuse until they crack, but men are always more difficult to deal with. I've always found that offering a person a way out after they've really suffered usually makes them confess. Another important thing to learn is how to tell if someone really knows something or not. Interrogators rely heavily on body language clues, and you'll be learning about that later on. I've shed a little light on most of the basic ideas, video time! Cecile skipped over to the computer and clicked around and suddenly a video was playing on the screen. She quietly sat down at a desk behind Kenshin and Cato and watched the show.
It was a forty-five minute film on torture devices that she dug up from some old files the SRA had lying around. She added one last thing before the video really started, "And I suggest you don't fall asleep since you will have a short quiz on this tomorrow." She dug a remote of her pocket and turned down the lights as the video started playing. In the dark room the video played describing all sorts of torture devices used by humans thousands of years ago. Many of these were still used, and Kenshin would know exactly how the whip and salt would feel which was a very old form of punishment. Cecile watched with them, watching their reactions if they had any. After this video this class would be over and the more hands on lesson would begin.
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Post by Kenshin Toric on May 29, 2012 3:55:43 GMT
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Kenshin yawned right as she said video. He hated videos. Gods, boring. His feet were back up on the desk as she turned it on, and he ignored the warning.
Yeah, he fell asleep. Out like a light. He really couldn't help it though. All videos did that to him. Having to be still looking at a screen doing nothing...... out like a light.
Kenshin's bubble popped as the video stopped and the lights came on. Course, that meant we went straight into battle mode. Kenshin was on his feet, crouched and a Chain in his hand as he looked around, quickly judging what was going on. "s***," he said, the chain zipping back up his sleeve and he stood up, looking around. He was happy he didn't attack anyone. Sleep only held nightmares, and when ever he slept, he woke up surrounded by enemies. Didn't matter if he was in his room or passed out on Cecile's couch or on an OP. He woke up surrounded by enemies, then he reassured himself they were friends. Explained why his room had blade and bullet marks everywhere.
"Sorry," he said, sitting down. He didn't blush, or go anything else beyond that, though he was sweating from the panic. It took a while to calm down. He breathed out, slowly calming his nerves. He inhaled, exhaled, calming his breathing. "Is there a written version of that?" He asked, looking up again. At least he was sitting normally. He could read, but TV? Movies? Nope. not happening.
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Post by Cato Sirius on May 29, 2012 5:44:32 GMT
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Hello, I'm your martyr, will you be my gangster can you feel my trigger hand, moving further down your back when you hide, hide inside that body but just remember that when I touch you the more you shake, the more you give away
Cato watched the video in silence, scribbling down a few notes then and again. He noticed that Kenshin fell asleep pretty much as soon as the video started, and heard Cecile tsk in disapproval. Cato smiled, it was cute to see a kid actually pull off being a teacher. Of course this class wasn't the most pleasant one. Cato had never asked for this, and this video he figured was just the beginning of what would happen.
The video ended and there was less then 5 minutes of class left. Cecile turned the lights back on and Cato straightened up in his seat. Cecile jumped when Kenshin was suddenly up on his feet with a weapon ready. She sighed since she figured he had a nightmare, Cecile hoped he got over that soon. Kenshin apologized, and she let him go on it. He asked for a written copy of it and she sighed, "Ask one of the librarians after class. Did you want to stay for the second class even though its not required?"
And of course Kenshin would want to , but whether he came along or not Cecile would do pretty much the same thing. She stood up and went to turn off the projector and computer then led Cato into a familiar white room, only this time there was a series of tools left out. Cecile asked Cato to sit down, and she strapped him to the chair. She started speaking; "This class is about how to keep a secret, I'm going to show you a flash card with a phrase on it and then I'm going to get rid of the card and do anything I think is necessary to get it out of you... I apologize ahead of time for how horrible this class is, just know its nothing personal."
Cato had never been a situation like this before and Cecile's words seemed pretty morbid. He watched her hold up a flash card and it read "The number is 11." It was a meaningless phrase, and he wondered why anyone would really want to know that, but since this was practice he guessed it didn't really matter. Cecile turned around and threw the card away before she returned to Cato and transformed into her demonic form. She looked at Kenshin who she assumed would still be there; "Watch and learn."
Cecile started by sitting on Cato's lap and plugging his nose and covering his mouth. asphyxiation was never a fun experience and it was an easy enough way to get an answer. Cato stayed calm, he knew that all he had to do was get through this without telling her what she wanted to know. "What did the card say Cato?" He couldn't answer when she was making it impossible to breathe. She kept this up for two full minutes before letting go, Cato gasped and Cecile's eyes bored down on him, they were feline slits now.
Cato was panting and Cecile raked her claws down the side of his face, his face healed almost immediately though so she just did it again. It was irritating since Cato was healing a lot faster then Kenshin had which made it difficult to make the pain last. She narrowed her eyes at him, "Well aren't you special?" Her voice was cold, and it almost seemed like she was a different person. Kenshin would probably recognize the behavior from when she tortured him. Cato's eyes turned yellow and he glared at her, he knew this was just a class but now he understood why Cecile made this sound like such a terrible class. Cecile decided to try making deeper cuts so that it would stay open longer.
Cecile pulled a knife out from underneath her shirt and rubbed the flat side against his cheek. "I haven't even started, but you can tell me now and you won't have to take this." Cecile was testing him, but Cato laughed, "Bring it on." That was exactly what she did. She took the knife and stabbed it right through the middle of his right hand, it went all the way through. "Ooopsie." She said in a mocking tone and ripped it out. Cato clenched his teeth and glared at her, not that it would help him.
Cecile grabbed a handkerchief out from a pocket and used it to blindfold Cato. She used a lighter to heat up the knife, and then stood up and stabbed him in the shoulder with it, the hot metal got twisted around and Cato groaned. Cecile backhanded him and then looked at Kenshin. "Hand me that hammer please." Cato clenched his teeth, he could feel that Cecile had left the hot knife in his shoulder and the hammer didn't sound like it would be very fun. Now Cato could understand a little why Kenshin hated it here.
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Post by Kenshin Toric on May 30, 2012 4:16:03 GMT
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Kenshin frowned, walking into the room with Cecile. Course, he stopped right on the threshold of the room, his body starting to shake. His hair and eyes turned red, and his arms went icy blue, ice appearing over them in a very light layer. Panic appeared on his face, his eyes elsewhere. Course, he was seeing his sister's body in the corner of the room.
It took a second, but it was the first spill of blood that made him come back to his senses. His arms returned to normal, and his hair turned white. His eyes remained red though, wary as he saw blood drip down Cato's cheek.
"Five times," He said, seeing that same chair. It still held his blood stains. He watched, seeing Cecile in her animal form and cutting him up. His eyes narrowed, seeing Cato's healing at work. So his theory was correct. It was slightly faster then his though, and was there a drawback to his healing? Kenshin watched, seeing the knife go in and resisted the urge to rip it out and force the wound closed.
"The hammer?" He repeated in a small daze, grabbing it. He paused, half way offering it, and the steeled himself and gave it to her with a small gulp. He looked at Cato, blind folded and said," Go through this five times, and worse, and have someone kill your sister. Then you might understand my hatred." Kenshin stepped back, leaning against the wall. He wouldn't hurt Cato. He refused to like this. In a fight, in warm blood, yes, he would. Like this, where He had no way of fighting back? no. If he beat Cato and then after? Yeah, he would. But he now had a code, and he would follow it.
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Post by Cecile Brooks on May 30, 2012 5:27:13 GMT
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Hello, I'm your martyr, will you be my gangster can you feel my trigger hand, moving further down your back when you hide, hide inside that body but just remember that when I touch you the more you shake, the more you give away
Cato knew he could see through the blindfold, but thought it would be better if he didn't. He didn't really want to see what was happening to him and he already was a bit worried about the hammer being mentioned. Cato had never been in this situation before and he was just trying to get through this without spilling. He wondered what would happen if he did give away the answer though. Would ti get better or worse? Cecile said it would save him a lot of suffering if he just spilled now, but he didn't believe that. In a real interrogation what would keep them from killing him if he did give the only information worth keeping him for? And what a silly shred of information. The number was 11? What was that supposed to mean?
Cecile took the hammer from Kenshin, he seemed out of it. He had wanted this so she didn't feel sorry for him at all. he wasn't ready to torture anyone yet, she could tell that much, but he better get used to this... She swung the hammer down on Cato's fingers and you could hear them break. She broke every single one of his fingers but Cato just clenched his teeth and took it silently. He was a strong guy, Cecile was impressed. She heard Kenshin mentioning his hardship and she looked at him with icy blue eyes and told him something she had never told anyone who didn't already know. "And I've been tortured hundreds of times. Not including punishments, which is why I warned you not to get involved." She didn't mention that she had done through the experience of losing a sibling as well, mostly because she had slyly found out it had been a simulation and not the real thing. At the time she really thought her big brother, her favorite person in the whole world and the only person she had hope of seeing again, was dead. She knew that loss, not that she had to carry it for the rest of her life like Kenshin did. Of course there was always the possibility that her brother was killed and she was never told... That would make it too real for her.
Cecile continued torturing Cato, and soon his wounds stopped healing which made it easier for Cecile. She rubbed salt into his wounds now that they stayed open and then wrapped him tightly in barbed wire. She opened a secret panel in the wall and pulled a heavy duty hose out of it, and sprayed Cato with it. The water from the hose was ice cold, and Cato being a fire type of guy didn't enjoy that at all. Cecile put the hose down, and what she left was a mostly clean cut up Cato, he promptly started bleeding again though and he was dripping pink liquid now. "Well I think I'm going to go have a snack, I'll be back in a little bit Cato. Have dun while I'm gone, and if you remember what that note said be sure to tell me." Cato smiled still clenching his teeth. His voice sounded different through clinched teeth; "Funny." Cecile turned the temperature in the room to negative numbers and turned out the lights, ushering Kenshin out and shutting the door behind her. She leaned against the door and slid to the floor with her head between her knees. "I don't want to do this..." She thumped her forehead on her knees softly and just sat there outside the door. She hoped Cato didn't catch her behaving this way since she was supposed to be scary, but she couldn't help herself. There was usually a real reason for her to be doing this to someone, but to just do it to teach them a lesson? Cecile actually felt sick right about now. It was almost better if someone smacked her around for screwing up at this, at least that way she felt like she wasn't the evil monster if she got in trouble too. She took deep breaths and tried to calm down, she was just going to sit out here for a while and take a break from all that. She didn't look up at Kenshin, all she could see was Cato in that chair suffering only because Cecile had been ordered to make him suffer......
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Post by Kenshin Toric on May 30, 2012 5:58:05 GMT
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Kenshin looked at Cecile, seeing her in new light. "I am sorry Cecile for acting like this. I will try to be less of an idiot from now on." He folded his hands in front of his and bowed to her, a sign of respect. He was acting like a brat, mentioning it everything. The torture to him was nothing. But the family killing..... he didn't need to mention it.
Kenshin watched, and wanted to help the guy. Course, he started to examine his healing powers as well. He blocked out all the blood pain and breaking. He was watching Every move Cecile made and Cato's healing, noticing after a while it stopped. "They gave you an off switch, huh?" He muttered under his breath. They fixed his flaw in him. Not to kill himself, but keep the injuries. HE wished he almost had it, but then took it back. He was content.
Kenshin followed her out, and was surprised at her reaction. He knelt, looking at her. After a second, he put his hand on her shoulder and leaned his head against her forehead. It was a comforting way, nothing more, nothing less. He stayed like that for a minute, and then said," Let me take over. Stay here." His voice held no question or room to argue. It was steel and ice mixed together. He wouldn't have her like this. "This isn't your fault Cecile. It is those bastards." Kenshin got up, and phased through the door.
Kenshin breathed out, enjoying the cold and then reached into the door, willing it locked. The lock was on the inside of the door, and he took the keys.
"Cato, Cecile said she needed a break. So I am stepping in." Kenshin walked over, pulling one of his needles out. It was a shot to boost his healing. He put it into Cato's arm, and pumped it in.
The shot would start working in seconds, and Kenshin held Cato's fingers at bad angels as they healed. "Oh, look, they healed wrong. We have to break them over again," He said, making a hammer of ice. He stopped, and whispered," never give in Cato, But I need that phrase for Cecile, and your in the way." Kenshin brought the ice hammer down, re-breaking the finger.
Kenshin positioned the fingers, allowing them to heal right. He was being a little soft, but he didn't care. He walked around Cato, and grabbed his forehead. "Little something I made up." His fingers got cold, and It spread into Cato's head. He could feel the heat fighting back, but in this cold room, and Cato weak, he was bound to win.
"The cold is going to reach your brain. When it does, your blood vessels will constrict, and you might go into a series of strokes. You could bite your tongue off in one, but you would survive it, as your body would heat up again and wake up you up. Course, it would be mightly painful ether way." Kenshin rubbed his temples, a mockery of a head rub, and let the chills enter his head. "Tell me the phrase Cato," He said, smiling.
He held his hands their for another two minutes, then took them away. To much was just over kill. Kenshin made an ice knife appear, pointing it over the same spot that Cecile stabbed the heated knife. "Anything?" he asked, and plunged the knife in anyways. Only thing, the knife would melt after a few seconds, and the water mixed with that wound and the healing would makes a hive of bee stings look like a puppy nipping a finger in comparison. Kenshin smiled, his evil on his face, but in truth he wanted to puke. He looked at the door, and made the lock unlock. He had enough. he might just puke. He looked at his hand, seeing the blood. he might just keep it there. Kenshin back handed the man, hitting some teeth and made a tooth pick of ice, and stabbed it through his lip. "Piercings?" he asked. making three more, putting them in his ear lopes and nose. Kenshin took a step back, knowing he pissed Cecile off. Course, that was also part of the plan. Cecile needed to be angry, and not think about what was really going on. There would be time to barf and regret later. Now this was a mission.
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Post by Cato Sirius on May 30, 2012 13:45:53 GMT
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Hello, I'm your martyr, will you be my gangster can you feel my trigger hand, moving further down your back when you hide, hide inside that body but just remember that when I touch you the more you shake, the more you give away
Cecile had studied psychology as part of her requisites for this job. She knew what Kenshin was thinking. He thought he could help by taking over the job and letting her brain just think, he probably thought that she would be angry with him and be able to do her job better. She wasn't stupid enough to pound on the door to let Cato know something was wrong, so she waited with her ear pressed against the door listening to Cato's groans. She rested her hand on the door handle because she knew Kenshin would have to unlock it sooner or later. She expected sooner since she knew he wasn't emotionally ready for this.
The door clicked open and Cecile came back in. She didn't want to let Cato know she screwed up, but she sent Kenshin a disapproving look; even if she knew he was trying to help out. It was freezing in the room, but she could take it. Cato was shaking like tremors, and he was clearly very pale now. Cecile walked up to him and tore the blindfold off, Cato blinked and his eyes were still yellow. Cecile stared down at him; "So, do you have anyone important to you?" Cecile smiled at him, although it was filled with malice instead of joy. Cato, being the smartazz he was replied, "My toys of course." He said it through clenched teeth, and got slapped for it. What was it with these two? Kenshin and Cato were alike in many ways, and different too. Cecile didn't feel like having another big dummy on her hands though, even if Kenshin was nice and one of the first friends she had ever had in this place.
"Cato, can you guess the best way to keep a secret?" Her tone was mocking, and she didn't look very happy. Cato just glared at her, she knew he was thinking "What? How am I supposed to know?" Cecile smiled at his expression. "You have to die." She quickly pulled out a knife and pressed it against his throat; but this didn't seem like a bluff. "If you won't tell me what that card said I won't let you tell anyone!" She screamed in his face, a scare tactic. She pressed the knife harder and a thin line of blood bubbled up. Cato didn't believe this though, "You wouldn't." He was talking through clenched. She pressed harder and he leaned back trying to get the knife off his neck. "I've done it plenty of times Cato, don't think I won't do it again!" Cato gulped, thinking. If he lied he knew he would get caught but what if he... Cecile noticed that he was thinking and that was a good sign. It took her a long time to figure out she needed to think and talk her way out of things. "I don't remember." It came out as a whisper. Cecile leaned closer, "What?!" Cato yelled back at her, "I don't remember!" Cecile stepped back. He was lying and she knew it. "Don't remember what? Huh? Do we need to remind you?!" She slapped him across the face again. Cato spit out blood. "Thanks I just remembered, the card said nothing." Cecile stared at him. What the hell did he think he was doing? "Nothing...?" Cato nodded, steeling his eyes on her. He wasn't lying, the number 11 was nothing to him. If he said that he wouldn't be lying and he guessed he wouldn't give off the signs of lying. Cecile grinned at him, figuring out what he had done. "You bastard." She grinned and walked over and unstrapped him.
"You get an A Cato, that was good. No one but someone with my kind of ability would have known you were lying, nice performance." Cato slumped over in his chair, full of relief. He was glad that he usually took a step back and thought about what he was doing. Cecile finished unhooking him and asked, "So you need to see the nurse or clean off first?" Cato considered both, being covered in his own blood wasn't the most pleasant thing... "I can walk, I'll take care of myself." Cato got up and walked out, glad they hadn't done anything to his legs.
Cecile watched Cato go, rather impressed with his thinking abilities. She had been so scared for her first three months of this class that she never even thought about anything. All she had ever done was scream, but Cato was older and smarter so it wasn't a surprise that his training would go more quickly. Cecile looked at Kenshin her face was blank. "So how was it? Not what you thought it would be, was it?" Her eyes bored into him, she was still upset about him taking this class. She would always think he was being a big dummy, and it was obvious she wasn't going to stop trying to talk him out of it, at least not until she thought she really drove her point home.
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Post by Kenshin Toric on May 30, 2012 15:48:35 GMT
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Kenshin grabbed his last Stem (his boosted shots) and pressed into Cato's hand. "I'm sorry. This Will help you heal." He didn't really care if he was suffering or not, but if he died he would have even more trouble sleeping at night.
Kenshin waited till Cato was out, and crossed the room, and threw up in one of the garbage can there. He shuddered, wiping his mouth and said," It left a bad taste in my mouth, but it was way to easy." Kenshin stood up straight, spitting that taste out(Didn't help though) and looked at his hands. They still had Cato's blood on them. He had many creatures and people's blood on his hands before, but now it was a little different. This time they were still alive. Kenshin rolled his fingers, uses to the feel by now.
"It isn't much different from ripping a heart out Honestly, only you may leave the target behind." Kenshin chuckled, then just laughed. It was a laugh of tension breaking. "You thought that a Murder couldn't handle this? It is worse to take a life then to take someone's arm or limbs. Is it better to hurt someone or kill them? Cecile, My hands are to bloody to be wussing out of this." Kenshin stopped laughing, looking at the Ceiling and said," Sorry about that. I am just tired." Kenshin wished he had a stem pack right now, or a sleeping pill. He was tired. He walked over to the door, looking through and saw Cato walking away. "Got to admit though, he did better then I did." He smirked, walked out.
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