Lt. Junior Grade Krindo Pandorn - Stubborn man (Tags: Numiz.Rhani,Vondaryan)
Stephen Williams
Numiz: Why dont you sit down...
::Krindo musn't have moved fast enough for the guard's liking and he was shoved rather violently into the seat. Krindo hunched over, his side sore from the kicks and the punches. This did bring a growl from Numiz.::
Numiz: Now leave us.
Guard: But, sir....
::Numiz rose and struck the guard, hard. With a trickle of blood running down the guard nose, Numiz motioned to two other guard to remove the third. He straightened his uniform and returned to the table.::
Numiz: Forgive me, it’s hard to find people who can follow orders these days. I’m sure you understand discipline is required… anyway.. Where were we?
Pandorn: ::wincing:: We're at the part where I give you the 'name, rank and serial number' song. It's about all you will believe from me.
Numiz: Name would be advisible…
Pandorn: ::grins with a small chuckle, which caused another wince of pain:: As for your guard, I bet you would have sat by docilely and not taken a chance to escape if you were abducted, bound and thrown into a cell, being beaten for a while as well. I think not.
Numiz: Calm down… I am not the enemy here. I simply need answers. And you will provide them!
::Krindo was still hunched over, holding his side. As far as he could tell, nothing was broken and at first he was chalking it up to the bruises from the kicking, but this was different. As if he was burning up from the inside out. Sitting up only made it worse. Could he have been bitten and not noticed? A hard, painful cough produced some blood, which trickled from his mouth.::
oO Great, now the virus is active too. Oo
Numiz: Now spill it out! Why are you here?
Pandorn: We've *been* telling the truth. Over and over again. We are *not* here to conquer or whatever else you think we are here for. The 'hospitality' you are showing won't change that. ::Another bloody cough::
Numiz: Sure… an alien race just shows up to say “hello” I doubt that. I need you to work with me here my friend. Otherwise we cant contienu this hospitality. :: He pointed at the food again which hadn’t been touched yet::
Pandorn: Threaten all you like. I figure I have maybe 30-48 hours to live anyway.
::Numiz was taken aback by Krindo's declaration. Apparenlty, this isn't what Numiz had in mind for an interrogation.::
Numiz: How so?
Pandorn: A little gift your people gave us when we came aboard the Pathfinder. A virus the little creatures that are with you have. Virulent and deadly to us. I didn't feel any bites, thanks to your 'welcome'.
::Numiz stared with disbelief at yet another lie, when a guard stood at the doorway. He stared at Krindo a moment before addressing Numiz.::
Guard Largon: Sir, the green-skinned one, the one they called 'Captain' wishes to speak with you. A matter of biology. She also said before there are corpses to clean up.
Numiz: What?
::Largon bowed slightly and left to get Captain Rhani. Krindo winced and coughed blood again. Apparently, the Captain is symptomatic too. They haven't got much time.::
Numiz: Care to explain?
Pandorn: Captain Rhani will explain it. ::cough with more blood:: She might be able to convince you, though I highly doubt it.
Numiz: Fair enough…. Get them in here. There is more than enough food anyway… Make sure you bring the security detachment as well.
::Largon bowed slightly and left. He returned a moment later with half a dozen guards and Captain Rhani and Trellis. Two more chairs were brought and they were seated next to Krindo. Numiz dismissed Largon with a wave, and then snarled at the three Federation officers.::
Pandorn: oO This guy is more stubborn than a donkey. Oo
Numiz/Rhani/Vondaryan: Response
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Simmed by:
Lieutenant Junior Grade Krindo Pandorn
Chief Security Officer
USS Za
NCC-65305
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