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Amnesia [Suki & Summer]

Iris felt like she was in a trance as the Soldiers dragged her to a room, probably to be questioned she thought to herself as she felt herself pushed into a room and directed to a chair where they pushed her down to sit on. Feeling herself shiver at how cold the room was she looked down at her hands not interested in the people around her. Truth be told she was not interested in talking and she felt like this was going to be a long awkward silence. Though who knew what kind of techniques they had at their disposal? Ethan of course didn’t use any sort of tactic, just the more punch and beat style. Violent.

I don’t think it will be the same here. They probably have more skilled interrogators who manipulate and twist the mind. Thinking to herself as she made herself comfortable on the chair thinking she would be here a while. Not even bothering to look up when the sound of the door opened, she could only assume it was someone here to question her, why else would she be in a room with a table and two chairs. It certainly wasn’t where she was going to die. The sound of a chair scrapping across the floor could be heard and she could see the shadows out the corner of her eyes signifying two men where there, one was no doubt there to take notes and relay the info back through their comms device. Something she had learned from Cas before this whole mess happened.

Clearing his throat one of the soldiers sat on the chair looking over the girl, to him she didn’t look threatening at all but again looks could be deceiving. When it came to the matter of top security and the lives of the monarchy no chances could be taken and that was proven with the Princes kidnapping. “Would you like anything to drink?” There was no need to exchange pleasantries, but he would offer another drink if needed. After all he had seen the marks on her neck, perhaps the first tactic would be offering some form of kindness to get her to trust them.

The Soldier in question was called Matthew Miller, he was reaching his early thirties and had served plenty of time within the investigation field. Matthew had overseen almost every interrogation and if he wasn’t present, he always called for the information to review it, it was so he could keep on getting better at his role. The only interrogation he hadn’t been a part of was the rebel leaders, but from what he had heard that was quite a disaster, the man was crazed. “Not much of a talker, I get it. I’ve seen plenty of these interrogations pan out. I can honestly say though, it gets easier if you talk. Could lessen the time and punishment.”

As much as Iris wanted to hold her tongue, she couldn’t, it felt like he was patronising her and giving her all the wishy-washy bullshit about how if she talked things would be easier for her. “I don’t think you can lessen a death sentence.” Not even raising her eyes to look at him, no emotion in her voice as she spoke the words calmly. It was true, her crimes were treason and warranted the death sentence.

“So, you are well versed with your crimes then. It was Iris, right?”

“Iris Nox-Fleuret, but you already know that. I don’t want to talk about it. I don’t want to talk about any of it. The Prince is safe, that is all that should matter to you and you can’t convince me otherwise. I’m a dead person walking, this is simply just borrowed time for me right now.” Shrugging her shoulders as she focused her gaze on her hands, it was how she felt because it was clear Caspain had no power when it came to his father. Even he couldn’t pardon her death sentence and she should have known that.

Matthew looked at his partner who was beside him shaking his head slightly, it was clear she didn’t want to talk. The somewhat nice approach wasn’t working. Sighing to himself he pulled out some papers which had a few notes on them, they contained information from pieces they had gained from all the prisoners they had experienced in these walls. “You’re right, you are a dead person walking. Just like your father, well he is no longer walking. He was executed more than a few days ago. Regis Nox-Fleuret the leader of the rebellion, he was killed for his crimes.” Changing tactic slightly as he watched for a reaction, seeing what emotional buttons he could push around.

Amnesia [Suki & Summer]

Omg that is actually super helpful! Thank you!

Man do I love Jacob though, I only wish him the best man he deserves it haha.

I doubt she will know yet, I know word travels fast, but she'd expect Iris to come back even with the prince being confirmed back home. Then I think she'd start to worry.

Amnesia [Suki & Summer]

Yeees!

What kind of methods of interrogation will the Capital use? Only because I know the rebels are a bit more violent haha.

Ohhh interesting! I can't wait to see what you come up with!

Also I forgot to say but Maisies promises have now all been broken xD

Amnesia [Suki & Summer]

Prepare the interrogation room, I want our best on the girl as she could have some useful information.

Hearing the orders about the interrogation sparked a sense of buzz around the Soldiers especially as rumours had spread that she had held him hostage. Some even dared to whisper of a forbidden romance at the Prince had simply run off staging his death so he could live a normal life. All these rumours buzzed around, but nothing left their circle because they feared the repercussions of such chatter. If the King found out, especially about the romance one they were certain they’d be punished quite severely and s the King was in such a temperamental mood they didn’t want to risk it.

Will you stop gossiping, idiots, the lot of you. Curry has told you off once for this chatter already. Don’t make it a second.

But what if it’s true?

Oh, shut up, do you think some lovesick fool would turn up in the state he did? Don’t underestimate the prisoner because she is a girl.

A more authoritative tone came from the comms chain and the chatter seemed to die down, people would always talk regardless on if they knew the truth, but today they could get to the bottom of it. They’d get her to talk, they were trained professionals who dealt with prisoners daily and although they’d had things like petty criminals and small crimes, they still had trained men to deal with interrogation.

Sir, what authorities have we been given for this interrogation? If she was unresponsive in her cell, I doubt she will want to talk.

One of the Soldiers had already begun to prepare the room, a table with two chairs sat in the middle. The room was dark with no windows, but they had a dim light so they could see. The room temperature had been set to a cooler one to make it uncomfortable for the prisoner as the interrogators would have plenty of layers keeping them warm from the chill. It was just the small details to make them feel uncomfortable as it only spurred a more co-operative meeting.

Sir, room is prepared. We will escort the prisoner who will be ready for questioning in five minutes.

Iris hadn’t moved from her corner of the room, she wished she could just sleep as she could feel the exhaustion run through her body making her feel fatigued. Glancing up from her position she could see the glass of water that had been placed in her cell, she was partially tempted to drink it. Who knew when she would get another chance for water? It seemed silly to turn it up… but then what if that’s what they wanted. What if they had poisoned it? It’s just water, they can’t mess with that. Scolding herself for her thoughts as she crawled over to the cup of water not bothering to stand as it required too much energy she didn’t want to use.

Taking a drink, she could feel the water soothe her damaged throat, by now the bruises had fleshed out and the swelling was still there. It was uncomfortable, but also a grim reminder that she wasn’t safe in the districts or the Capital. It hadn’t taken her long to drain the glass of water feeling a brief sense of comfort from having it, but she knew that could be her last ever drink. Death awaited her, with or without questioning she wasn’t certain. Maybe I should save them the trouble? Blue eyes downcast on the glass in her hands, had they meant to give her a glass? It seemed ridiculous giving her a glass when it could be broken and the shards used as some sort of weapon on the Soldiers, but most importantly herself. Though she had given a glass to Caspain when he was in their cell. As if in a trance whilst lost in her thoughts the glass was thrown against the wall smashing, glass shattered everywhere, and she sought out the biggest shard possible.

The sound had alerted the guards and in an instant two of them had swarmed her cell. “What in the? Oh no you don’t.” Catching on quickly they restrained Iris once more stopping her from reaching the glass, frowning at the mess in the cell. “What idiot? Call this in and say we are on our way.” Nodding to the other soldiers as he pushed the girl out of her cell and away from harm.

Whose bright idea was it to give her a glass? Not sure what she was trying to do, but either scenario would have been bad had she got her hands on the pieces she smashed. Common sense people. The Prisoner is on her way to be interrogated.

Amnesia [Suki & Summer]

Bless him! He is certainly bought more time xD

I was going to say maybe they don't use it on the first round? Iris probably won't talk much so she won't make it easy for them. So with her being difficult perhaps they get authorisation to use the aproveset later on?

Amnesia [Suki & Summer]

Ohhh yes I bet!! More work for you haha, but it will be worth it in the long run!

Also bless Jacob, he is kinda sweet a little. even though it's just water, it's a nice little touch he's done for Cas. It's interesting delving into Iris' thoughts though, I'm having so much fun.

Amnesia [Suki & Summer]

Rubbing her arms Iris felt a chill breeze by in what felt like an empty building, of course it wasn’t empty there were guards’ around and no doubt prisoners in other cells. When listening she thought she could hear the faint moans of people, but it was so faint, so quiet that she honestly thought it could be her on mind playing tricks on her. It had honestly been an emotional roller coaster and she felt exhausted, especially as it all started to catch up to her. Focusing on getting Cas home had really hidden a lot, it had pushed down thoughts and feelings she didn’t want to admit too and some of them scared her. How easy she was to just except death, like there was nothing else she could do in life. Well… I’m not wrong. No. Stop it. Already battling with her mind as she moved towards the corner of the cell and sitting herself down in it.

Pulling her knees up to her chest she placed her head on her arms as she tried to make herself as small as she could in the cell. As if this would hide her and shield her from the reality. The cold cement flooring sent shivers through her body as she kept herself quiet, there was nothing to be gained by talking. Nothing to lose either if she didn’t because she felt like she already knew her fate.

Death is not really an escape though is it?

Closing her eyes as if she could get some rest, she knew sleep would evade her, it had done so before back in the prison because places like this just made her feel uneasy. There was something about these places that brought on bad memories and feelings and she didn’t know why, not with the fact she was still recovering a lot of them to this day. I wonder if when inches away from death I’ll remember everything of my life? Do I really want to remember everything? Feeling a weight on her chest as she knew they would have to question her, they’d want to know about what happened to the Prince of course and as she was a confirmed member of the rebellion, daughter of the leader they would assume she would have knowledge. Valuable knowledge that could kill every last rebel.

I… I don’t want to give them information though. I know they hurt Cas, what they are doing is wrong… but giving them the information… it will only lead to more death, more bombings of districts. Bel Bicis… No. I can’t. Not when so many lives could be lost. Cas is safe now, the prison was clearly hit, Ethan is probably dead… who knows what happened to my father. Is there a risk of them trying to hurt the monarchy again? As if battling with her own thoughts Iris felt torn, as much as she was fighting for Prince Caspains safety she did also have a duty of care to the people of the districts. That was where she had come from, that was where she had grown up and only because of bad things happening did the rebellion start in the first place. I’ve betrayed enough people for a lifetime. I won’t anymore. Iris had been so lost in her thoughts she didn’t hear the rattle of her cell with someone trying to get her attention.

“Ergh… why are we even bothering. Prisoners respond far better when dehydrated.” One of the guards muttered to himself as he had tried to gain her attention from the bars, he was holding a glass of water in his hands as ordered by Curry. “Hello!? Girl?” Rolling his eyes as he still had no answer, he reached into the cell bars and placed the cup of water down onto the floor. “Water, you ungrateful piece of shi…” Trailing off as he stopped himself from insulting her he wouldn’t get himself into trouble over someone who clearly didn’t care. Sighing heavily, he used his own com device informing that water had been given, well placed as the prisoner refused to even acknowledge him or the water.

Sir, prisoner is unresponsive she doesn’t want it, I’ve placed it in her cell.

Ending the comms, he shook his own head before he moved off to keep watch over something more interesting than this.

Amnesia [Suki & Summer]

Omg thats wonderful news!! You must be so happy! And you get to remodel thats amazing!! Very exciting times :3

Amnesia [Suki & Summer]

Fingers crossed!! Hopefully no specialists are needed! It must be so exciting a new home! Eslecially one that you've fallen in love with :3

Amnesia [Suki & Summer]

Ohhh very exciting! I may be able to squeeze in a reply before bed then!

I hope it all goes well though!