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Amnesia [Suki & Summer]

Matthew hadn’t expected the response had had from her, but it came out her mouth so naturally he doubted it was a lie. It made sense; the girl had fallen in love with the Prince. Helped him home, maybe that had been a part of the Princes plan to escape? He wouldn’t know until the Prince was awake and well enough to share his story, so he continued on with his interrogation, after all he felt that he had barely scratched the surface with his questions. Now with the drug in full effect it would be easy for the information to flow out, he could see the pain the girl was in but that was standard especially with those who went under the aproveset. Matthew didn’t feel guilty for this, his first few interrogations he had felt guilty once, but then it turned out the prisoners were deadly killers and he soon began to harden up. You could never underestimate someone.

“Why were you in the Capital in the first place? Resources tell me how his majesty had been kind enough to extend his home to you. Explain to me that night.” Matthew didn’t dwell on her love confession, he kept pushing further knowing that time was still key to this interrogation. As much as he said it could be in there system for a while until they got answers there was only so much the body would go through before falling into shock and shutting down, some prisoners had barely last half an hour and it could depend on their will, health and just how prepared they were to fight back.

Iris hadn't stopped crying, the pain was becoming so unbearable, she wanted it all to end. Iris wished for death to embrace her and just take every bit of pain away. Sure, she loved Cas, but there was no chance they’d ever be together. Father, now dead, both parents gone and of course she was old enough to look after herself, but there wasn’t much point with no family around no matter how dysfunctional it was. There was Maisie though, her best friend who she knew would support her, but the worry of Ethan coming back to haunt her for her betrayal sent another wave of nausea through her.

“M-Make it stop… please.” Gasping as she found it difficult to catch her breath Iris couldn’t take it, she wished for her death or for this to stop. Though she knew until she spilled every last bit of information left on the rebels the pain wouldn’t go away. “I was in the Capital to assassinate the Prince originally. I was sent by the rebels, but… I got injured, stepped in a bear trap before smashing my head against that rock. That’s when I lost my memories.”

“So, you were there to kill the Prince, but now you’ve saved him. Amnesia… well I can see the leg wound from the bear trap exists.” Matthew made a few more notes glancing at her legs which he could see the scabs and tissue scarring over from what he now believed to be a bear trap wound. Watching the girl he could see a pale shade on her and her body still shook, making a note to himself knowing that there probably wasn’t much time left. It had surprised him how long it had taken for her to beg them to make it stop, some people begged within the first few minutes and she had gone through quite a bit of time before cracking.

“Just a few more questions. I think you’re up for it.” Matthew continued on, he began to ask about all the finer details, about everything he could ignoring her tears, her cries for help as the pain continued on. Matthew kept pushing through the questions and after he had a full understanding of her events in the Capital from the moment, she entered the forest to then helping Caspain escape he paused for a few minutes letting the information sink in. The girl had explained how she was there to kill him in the Capital and even mentioned it was a suicidal task, which he had to agree on there was no way she’d get close to the Prince it was just sheer dumb luck he had found her in the forest. The amnesia to him was interesting, but it made sense why no attempts had been made in her time there. That was when the rebels had broken into the Capital to find her, Ethan was mentioned and his buddy Thomas who had played a part in his abduction.

Matthew felt like he had covered a lot of ground, there was a full recount of the story from her point of view which he felt the crown would be interested in. Especially as she had been so close to them in the palace and the rebels had made it there somehow, there had to be some blind spots with the cameras, some security that lacked. Moving onto his last subject he began to press about the rebels, about possible locations and where they could be. Feeling the excitement build up as he was so close to a perfect interrogation gathering every bit of information he could.

“Tell me Iris, about the locations used. About any last remaining member that could pose a threat.” Matthew had listed off locations they already knew about and members that had been named in hopes she could give them knew leads.

“I don’t know. Please… just make it stop. I don’t know anymore, maybe I did but I don’t remember it. Maybe they've gone outside of Tongsen, there's something hidden north there.... I think. I-I don't... know...” Iris couldn’t help but cry as she begged for it to stop, the pain was far too much to deal with. “JUST KILL ME, I’ve told you everything. Please…” The tremors hadn’t stopped and neither had the tears as she begged him to make it stop. Breathing was difficult, moving was even worse and she just wished it would go away.

“PLEASE…”

At her last pleading words her body began to shut down, the shock taking over after the ordeal. Feeling her eyelids flutter her body fell from the chair and went crashing down on the floor as she began to have a seizure, her body was crashing after the pain became too much for it to deal. The brain unable to comprehend any more as she thrashed about on the floor uncontrollably for a few minutes before her body went still, her head dropping to the side.

“Shit.” Matthew cursed as he jumped from his seat and rushed over to her, it wasn’t uncommon for someone to crash and fall unconscious, but this was the first instance of someone suffering a seizure. Sighing he had pushed too hard, he knew it, but he had just been so excited to get all the information needed. Leaning down he check to see if she was still breathing and relief washed over as she was just about alive.

“Sir, interrogation concluded, I will relay the information extracted but right now I need the antidote. Prisoner has reacted badly; they had suffered a seizure. I can confirm prisoner still breathing and alive for the moment, but it's weak what do you want me to do?”

Amnesia [Suki & Summer]

Ohh very nice! Did you go out somewhere?

I hope you enjoy the post! It was so much fun to write :3

Amnesia [Suki & Summer]

It was strange because she feared whatever they had injected her with, even though she thought they were bluffing it wouldn’t surprise her if this was something deadly. Perhaps this would kill her? She seemed to be in a different room to before, perhaps this was were they went to die? No. They have to be bluffing right? There is no way this will loosen my tongue. As if trying to convince herself she folded her arms with her brows furrowed, it had to just be some psychosomatic thing to freak her out. Though the liquid had burned as she felt it injected into her hence her gasp of pain initially, but again that could just be a placebo effect.

For once her eyes fell onto Matthew who was sat calmly and waiting patiently, as if he had done this before. He seemed competent in what he was doing, all avenues had been exhausted she was certain, except violence. Perhaps that was more a rebel style, but then she came to learn how Ethan was quite a violent man and his grudge seemed more personal against Caspain than rebel related. As the minutes past it felt like a lifetime, like they were both just waiting to see what happened and at first Iris felt nothing which only furthered her thought on how it was just a big rouse to get her to talk.

“How are you feeling?” Matthew commented, eyes watching her closely. Glancing at his watch he knew it was about time but so far nothing appeared out of the ordinary.

“Fine, it was clearly a bluff.” Iris snapped becoming irritable, how dare they make her think some deadly injection could get her to talk. Even as she snapped at his words, she felt her body tremble, an odd tingling running through it making her feel uncomfortable. No. You think this is happening it’s not real. Trying to will the sensation away as if she was making it up herself, the tingling began to feel worse. Blinking a few times as if this was all some mistake, that maybe she had fallen asleep.

“Name?” Matthews voice became cold, sharper as he asked for her name once more. The drug was in her system slowly taking a hold so he would start with something simple. Something he knew that was true.

“Wha… you know my?” Dazed and confused Iris let out a whimper before finishing her sentence as the colour from her face began to drain. The sensation of pins and needles being replaced with something far worse, something that she didn’t think possible as she began to experience pain without cause too. There was no bluff, this was very real, and the room began to spin. A pounding in her head that made her sickness level rise and the urge to vomit was becoming real.

“Name?”

“… I-Iris.” Without realising her name slipped from her lips, as if giving him wanted he wanted would help her. It would stop how she was feeling, it would take away the pain. This was something so far advanced that she had never expected it, she felt her eyes well up and started to blink more. She didn’t want to cry, even though it was a natural reaction to the agony she felt she didn’t want too.

“Ah, much better.” Matthew murmured more to himself, “Shall we try with some basic questions? I don’t know why I’m asking. I know the answer.” Chuckling slightly as the drug proved yet again to be an important weapon they had. Although results with her father had been a lie, he had put that down to the man being so deranged and believing it to be true himself the reason results had been somewhat compromised. “What were you doing with Prince Caspain at the tower?” Jotting down notes as he went along, waiting for her answer. “It’s okay, take your time. You will continue to feel like that until we administer the antidote, it’s not lethal. Just, a very painful experience for you, I guess. The antidote will arrive when I deem necessary. When I have every bit of information needed.”

It was hard for Iris to register his words as her body trembled on the seat, her natural instinct wanting to curl up in a ball and cry. Rock backwards and forwards, rock the pain away as if it would help. Gasping her mouth felt dry, even with any slight movement it sent a sensation of pain running down. The pain levels were so high to her, nothing could come close to this, but she couldn’t remember experiencing anything that would hurt like this would. “I…” Rasping out as her vision blurred, unable to contain the small whimpers that would leave her lips from the pain. “… I. Was… Bringing him back to the Capital. H-Helping him.”

“Oh, come now, you expect us to believe that?” Matthew narrowed his eyes considering that perhaps there was a fault batch, especially with how her father had reacted and the lies that came from his mouth.

“It’s the truth! I promised him. I’m not lying…. I.. I’m not.” Words were hard to form as another wave of pain coursed through her making her cry out. Unable to stop herself from gagging as the need to be sick became paramount and it seemed Matthew had noticed that because as she hurled up a watery mess a bucket had swiftly been placed under her to catch it. There was nothing for Iris to bring up except the water she had earlier and her stomach lining which contained blood, it wasn’t much blood so it didn’t cause any concern for Matthew but Iris could have sworn she heard him mumble about idiots giving her water if this was where the interrogation was headed.

“Alright fine, you were trying to help the Prince. Why? You’re a member of the scourge, the daughter of the leader, right? So why would you want to help him? Money? Fame? A chance at a better life?” Matthew pressed as he rubbed his temples, not happy with her reaction as the drug began to settle into her system. Though he was a little squeamish when it came to someone throwing up, whether little or not.

“No. N-Nothing like that at all...” Iris whispered, now unable to contain the tears that had started to steam down her face. Her small frame began to shake, and she could have sworn the pain was getting worse. It was hard to think, from the pounding to her head. The burning sensation through her body feeling like with each breath she was getting stabbed. “...I love him...” The words slipped out before she could try to stop them, sobs following as the pain continued on.

Amnesia [Suki & Summer]

Awh poor Cas probably overwhelmed by it all!

I'm pretty excited for Iris' POV too. I couldn't sleep so I may work on something now haha

Amnesia [Suki & Summer]

Lovely!!

Omg Atlas and Cas though!! I can't wait to see it!!

I'm so excited :3

Amnesia [Suki & Summer]

Iris wasn’t too sure how much time had passed but she’d been escorted back to her cell to which she had returned to the spot in the corner curling up in it as if this position would protect her from anything. Apparently, they were done with questioning her for now and she was relieved. Even though she didn’t want to talk or show fear she felt it deep down, she was so unsure on what kind of feelings she should be going through because she couldn’t make sense of it. There was still the worry about Caspain, she still worried just how he was going because he had been in such a state. It was a miracle they had made it back and just in time by the looks of it. Then there was the fact she was coming to terms with the fact she could be killed, but lastly. Her father.

Even though he hadn’t been the most loving, caring or sober for the past few years his death still hurt. The idea that he had potentially died thinking his only family member left had betrayed him and she knew how he got, what if he thought she didn’t love him? Of course, she did, through it all he was still her father and she had good memories of him. Honourable memories because he had been a good person, he had just lost his way and she could understand why. Iris understood the cause and how important it was, but she didn’t believe in killing Caspain. Not just because she liked him, but because it was wrong. In time Caspain could make the important decisions like his father had, he could change the districts and if there was no monarchy. There would just be chaos.

Keeping herself curled up in the corner she was so tired, the lack of sleep catching up fast coupled with the emotions. It was draining mentally and physically, but she hadn’t cried. No tears left her eyes and she knew why, she didn’t want to cry in this place where they could use it against her. Especially when it was grieving for her father because his death still hurt her no matter how their relationship had ended.

Iris was in her own spiral of thoughts; a whirlwind of emotions and dark places kept her company in the cell and the time had passed. Iris had no clue what time of day it was or how long she had been there, but it felt like a lifetime already. It seemed the guards weren’t done with her for the day, the sound of the cell door opening once more could be heard but she didn’t bother to move. If they wanted her, they had to come get her, what was the point?

Though the guards didn’t care, they walked up to Iris hauling her up by the arms and dragged her along back to the interrogation room but not the one they had been in earlier. Round one had been a bust, but apparently, they were going to try something else. Dragging her further into the penitentiary they headed towards white rooms which had thicker walls, sound proofing to a degree because if they went along with the Aproveset it was common for screams. Placing her down onto a chair they two guards headed out to stand guard outside until the interrogators returned, arms folded as they silently did their jobs.

“Well Iris, shall we try again?” Matthew spoke from the door as he stood there looking down at the girl who was slumped in the chair, again unresponsive to him or his company once more. “I thought it best to give you a chance to rest. Did you get any sleep?” Eyes flickered to her face seeing the dark circles under her eyes and the pale skin, to him that meant no sleep perhaps she was exhausted but it would only work in their favour especially with what they had been authorised to do.

“You can ignore me, but soon you won’t. You can either talk now. Or we will resort to other means.” Matthew stated calmly as he looked at the door, a person in a white robe hurrying along with a needle in hand.

It had caught her attention; his questions and the way he spoke about how they could resort to other means. Frowning she looked from Matthew to the person dressed in a lab coat holding some sort of needle in their hands. “What is that?”

“Quite simply if you don’t talk, that serum in there will make you talk. So you have two options. Talk now or talk later. Either way you will be talking.” Matthew folded his arms as he watched the girl contemplate her options, she didn’t know about this drug and he wouldn’t tell her what it did other than it would make her talk. It was highly classified after all.

“You’re bluffing.”

“Oh, I’m not.” Waving forward he took the needle from the assistant saying his thanks as they scurried off leaving them behind. Walking towards Iris he towered over her with the needle swiftly injected her with drug, not giving her a chance to fight back or push him away. Smiling as the drug was administered and he had heard a gasp of pain from her he moved back to his seat folding his arms before relaying information back to the feed.

“Sir, Prisoner still refuses to talk. Aproveset has been administered and will take five minutes to take effect. We will report our findings.”

Amnesia [Suki & Summer]

No feel free to skip!

Maybe they get the order to use aproveset for the second interrogation?

Amnesia [Suki & Summer]

Yeah! Oh wow! That's so long haha! Matthew is getting annoyed she won't talk hahaha.

Omg though bless Atlas, he just wants to see his son ;A;

We could deffo have a think on it for Jacob! Omg perhaps they try to set him up on a blind date?

Amnesia [Suki & Summer]

Killed. Dead, her father was dead? Killed for his crimes? How had they gotten him? No, he was fine, drunk and somewhat crazed, but fine. Alive when she had last seen him. No, they were lying, they couldn’t have killed him, he would die from alcohol poisoning. Not this. The silence felt deafening as she refused to talk or even acknowledge that her father was dead, there was no proof that he was dead and to her they were no doubt just playing with her. Trying to push her to talk, did they think she would just break down and cry? Absolute lies, I don’t believe it for one second. He can’t be dead, he was… was not there at the prison. Ethan said something about retirement. That was odd, but no. There was no way her father was dead.

“No words about his death? Surely you loved him, he was your father after all.” Matthew pressed as he watched her sat on the chair, it looked like she was processing the news he had given but she hadn’t reacted. Not in the way he had thought she would at least. Usually when you tell someone a loved one was dead, they’d fight back, either deny it in anger or get so upset over the news. This was becoming frustrating, but he would still continue on. Matthew wasn’t done yet.

“Ah, I get it. You probably think we are lying.” Matthew smiled as if he was just having a nice conversation with a friend when reality was, he was interrogating her. “Let me show you, just so you know it’s the truth.” Without even flinching he pulled out a photo that was kept with his stack of papers showing the dead body of her father who had been sent to the firing squad for his crimes. Blood could be seen in pools and colour had drained from the male figure in the photo, but it was clear enough to show an identity.

Unable to stop her curiosity she couldn’t help but look at the photo placed on the table in front of her and the sight made her feel sick. They weren’t lying to her, that surely was her father. Dead. Feeling her heart slow down as she stared at the photo, she wasn’t sure what she was feeling, of course she was sad. That was her father and to her deep down he could be a good man, just misguided at times. This was the father that had raised, tried to look after her when her mother had passed. Though a part of her had expected this to happen, he had become so focused on the rebellion, on killing the monarchy so crazed that it really wasn’t a surprise he was dead.

Closing her eyes, she slouched back in the chair still refusing to speak anymore as her thoughts drifted to her father. Iris had closed her eyes to stop any sort of tears, any sort of emotion being seen by them because she didn’t want them to see her grieve. Well. I guess I’ll be joining him soon then.

“Nothing? So heartless.” Matthew commented lightly as he sat back in the chair watching her, he would have expected a reaction to the photo at least. It wasn’t a pretty sight, gruesome to say the least but nothing. No outbursts and he knew it would take a lot to get any decent information from the girl. “Well if you don’t want to talk, I guess we will have to call it. See to it about arranging your death.” Tapping his fingers against the table he could tell the girl was exhausted and usually that helped when they went in for questioning, but no. This was different. It was like she had already resigned to the fact she was going to die. Giving it a little while Matthew let the news of her fathers death sink in hoping it would help and about half an hour had passed and still silence only transpired between them, shaking his head he let out a sigh as he watched the girl pay more attention to her own thoughts than to them.

Placing a hand to his ear he turned on his own comms device, “Sir, nothing. No information whatsoever except her name. She won’t talk.”

Why did Ethan not tell me this? Why did they not say? Iris was more worried about why she hadn’t found out this information before than the men that were discussing the fact she was not talking. What could they do to her anyway? There was nothing worse than death. Why? I… he’s gone. I don’t understand.

Amnesia [Suki & Summer]

Ohhh that's pretty awesome!!

I'm interested to see what you come up with!

I'll be honest, I've never really RP'd interrogations before so I'll give it my best shot! Matthew is more of a calm observer, finding ways to push at their emotions to push them to talk. But yeah any suggestions or little bits of input would be grand!

Omg he needs a partner, I think we should deffo have him find someone bless his little heart haha