"If those bastards don't talk by... 10 seconds, I'll be shocking their brains out. It's gotta be painful to cook a head."
Uh, that's not what I'd usually say. Something wasn't right with my personality. Then again, I had mysteriously gotten over Davis quite quickly. Maybe I said that because I needed to let out some steam, 'cause mourning on the job doesn't tend to go well. Spruce had gone off to bed, obviously dazed and having taken the full force of damage lately. Celes, Kamina and I were the only ones in the room, with the regular guarding Bisharp not present. A few more Pokemon teleported in, though they'd end up running since they were probably being chased.
"9..."
I was growing impatient with the two, who just seemed to stare at me. Glare? Strangely, they weren't doing that at all. In fact, they seemed... scared. I wasn't put off by their appearance.
I felt... different. Definitely didn't seem too attached to morals. My voice quivered slightly, though I held it steady as I let off a spark between my magnets. I sighed briefly, wishing time would go a bit faster... I knew it wasn't a good idea to torture someone, but lately I was just kinda pissed with everything at this point. I felt as if life owed me, or I'd go against my morals and have some revenge against it.
"Okay, 3 because you're both stubborn idiots... 2... 1? Well, Celes? Want to get them to talk, more or less?"