Let's get this over with

[Jovian Coopre]

Coruscant, CoCo Town, Some dark and non-isolated building

"Let's get this over with, I got better stuff to do."

He sat in a chair across from his so called target, [member="Akabane"], one light in the room, just dangling right above. Coopre didn't know why he was sought after this man. All he knew was he had some information that he needed to track down someone else. This was going to be rough. Though, Coopre had never tortured anyone before, so he was oblivious on how to get the info out of him. There had to be someway. Well, all you had to do was ask a question, and if he doesn't answer correctly, just throw a few punches in. Easy, right?

"Alright. Uhh, okay. You have some info I need on one particular man, the man im looking for in you sake is classified, but I need some basic information, you have that right?"

 

[Akabane Jarvik]

Akabane was being interrogated... how did this all happen? It had to be a misunderstanding, he didn't commit any crimes. Not while being sober at least. Yes, it was possible that he did do illegal things in his drunken stuper, but nothing any more serious than a bar fight. Akabane was very confused while sitting in a chair this dimly lit room. Maybe it wasn't crimes that got him into this mess, the guy questioning him definitely wasn't a cop so he was even more confused. The man stated he wanted this to be over quickly, Akabane agreed. However he doubted that wouldn't happen since he knew nothing of the person he spoke of.

"Okay. You probably wont believe me and I'm sure you hear this a lot, but I think you have the wrong guy." he said grinning, that was the truth. Akabane didn't think that'd be enough though, which might be an issue. "I'm in my twenties and I work at a bakery man. What are you expecting to get out of me?" now that, that was a lie.

[member="Jovian Coopre"]

 

[Jovian Coopre]

He chuckled at the statement that the man gave him, then he socked him square in the jaw, making the chair rock a little. "I know damn well your trying to lie to me. Just tell me the truth, to be honest, you don't even look like a damn baker!" Coopre was starting to get very tense because this was going to take longer than expected if he just sat there and lied to him all day. As much as this was going to be a little fun, this was not his plans for the say, and he had better things to do then just sit around interrogating. "Let me ask you again, before you get your jaw sacked again. You have some intel I need, now. So do me and you a kind favor, and spit it out already."

Coopre sat in his chair across from the man he was interrogating, knowing that'd it would be awhile until he this little 'session' would end.

[member="Akabane"]

 

[Akabane Jarvik]

Akabane could see the punch come in slow motion, moments after a chuckle. The impact turned his face slightly and hurt naturally but he let out no noise. If this man was smart he would know Akabane wasn't normal, making his situation worse. He most likely would say "Oh I'm just good at taking punches," but that would probably piss this guy off more. Akabane refrained from any sarcastic comments or anything like it. "Okay okay! I'm lying about my job." he admitted.

He kept his red eyes on the man as he sat down. Getting punched didn't bother him honestly but he really didn't have any information on anyone. His list of contacts wasn't long at all. It was pointless. "You are mistaken, I swear. I know very little people and none of them do anything illegal. I need a name, buddy." calling him buddy would probably earn him another punch, he grinned.

[member="Jovian Coopre"]

 

[Jovian Coopre]

​"Look here, 'buddy', I know you're trying to lie your way out of this, so tell the damn truth! And wipe that damn grin of your face before I punch you again." Coopre didn't know that interrogating would be so hard. The informant is always trying to make the situation a joke or he just straight up lies. It was annoying the hell out of him. He gritted his teeth under his T-Shaped visor. He was seriously running out of time before the real target escaped. He cracked his knuckles, sitting back down onto the chair.

[member="Akabane"]

 

[Akabane Jarvik]

Akabane wasn't making any progress towards getting out of this situation. The grin was most likely one of the reasons for that, the man telling him to stop or get punched. He did as the man said and stopped grinning. Akabane forgot to not do anything to anger him. Grinning was something he did often though, so he did it without thinking.

The one questioning Akabane accused him of lying to get out of this. "Liar?" he asked himself. He gave the man a stern look, physical punishment for doing something he didn't so was okay... but calling him a liar? That was something far worse than a punch. "I understand that you need some information on someone piece of trash person, but don't tarnish the name my father gave me. I'm being honest here, I know nothing about whoever you're in pursuing." he said, with a light touch of anger in his voice.

[member="Jovian Coopre"]

 

[Jovian Coopre]

Coopre just knew he was just trying to front himself to get out of this situation, but it's not going to cut it. He can try, but as much as he keeps saying that 'you have the wrong person', it just going to ern another punch to the jaw or gut. It wasn't worth it to try to persuade the real truth.

Coopre saw the disgusted look on his face after calling him a liar, said he was 'disgracing his name.' He didn't give the slightest crap about whoever's name he was disgracing. It was just another con. The tense tone made him know he was reaching the soft spot. Making the captive angry would make it easier to get the info he needed.

"So you know nothing huh?" He sent a pretty hard punch towards his gut area. "Nothing at all, huh?" He sent a right hook towards his jaw, making the chair fall over to the floor. He crouched on the ground next to his and a tiny puddle of blood. "Better speak up now, or another punch is comin' your way, your choice." He sat up the chair, making the chair rock before letting it stable itself.

[member="Akabane"]

 

[Akabane Jarvik]

The man was set on getting information out of Akabane but he unfortunately knew completely nothing about the person he spoke of. He planned on letting things just happen, without attempting to escape, until one punch knocked the air out of him... and blood, folowed by another punch. If he wasnt in so much pain he'd commend the man's combination of hits. The hit to the jaw really got him good after receiving the blow to his stomach. Both because of the hit itself and the chair falling over. What great strength! he thought as the man fixed the chair.

He urged Akabane to confess or get punched again. Some of the blood remained inside his mouth from a moment ago, he grinned revealing the bloody, yet still straight teeth inside his mouth. Akabane spit out the blood onto the table, keeping the grin.

From this point forward, if the interrogator went for any more punches Akabane would removed the restraints quickly using wind and swing the chair at him, before making a daring escape. The whole time he's had plenty of pain to use for power, so now he waited for right moment. "I really dont know anything. You're wasting your time." escaping would be the difficult part, he had taken some heavy blows already.

[member="Jovian Coopre"]

 

[Jovian Coopre]

That was it. Coopre was about to get pushed to going insane. Maybe another anxiety attack would strike him again. But he was through of the constant back talking of what was this weasel sitting in front of him in a chair. He couldn't stand the fact. He reached for his back pocket, unsheathing his vibroknife and walked over to the chair. He nearly slammed the chair over, but just tipped it the right amount so his blade could be at the captives neck.

"You know what, I could just kill you right now, you low-life, I could, I really could. Your almost there." He was pushing the blade closer, but he realized, killing the captive, means no information whatsoever, ruining the operation all together. He didn't need that. He sighed. He was so close to killing him. He seathed the vibroblade back into his back pocket. He kicked the chair over, making the captive fall onto his back. "Your damn well lucky I couldn't just kill you. So one last time before im tempted to kill you. Give the information to me. Right. Now."

[member="Akabane"]

 

[Akabane Jarvik]

Akabane showed some concern when the man started coming over with a knife, holding it to his neck. He made more threats while keeping the knife on his neck. A sarcastic comment would be in his character right now, but even Akabane knew that'd not end well for him. Not even for someone skilled like himself. The only advantage that he may have over his interrogator is the force. Akabane didn't carry his lightsaber today, it'd be concealed even if he did, but he showed zero signs of his sensitivity in the force. When the time came, perhaps after his next sentence, he'd break free using the plan from earlier.

"Do your worst." he said with a big grin.

[member="Jovian Coopre"]

 

[Jovian Coopre]

Coopre sighed heavily, this was getting tiring. He was already getting tired of constantly getting the same thing over and over. He was tense to the point of insane anger. He took off his helmet and put it on the table. He rubbed the sweat off of his helmet. He stood up, and cracked his knuckles. He was serious. Even if he had to beat the living crap out of the informant with a chair. He walked over, raising the chair up to his chest. With one swing, the chiar slammed into the captives chest, making the chair fall over completely. He sat the chair, and sat back down, right next to the fallen chair, and a puddle of blood. He was physically done with this disgrace of a man.

"You're not grinning now, are you? Huh?"

[member="Akabane"]

 

[Akabane Jarvik]

Akabane watched as the man moved around the room, a chair finding its way into his hands. This could be bad... he thought, seeing the man approach him with it. He had a feeling that wasn't for a closer seat. No, the man swung the chair and it crashed right into Akabane's chest. Time wasn't in his favor since he couldn't use wind to protect his body. The impact was so great that it knocked his chair over, his face rested in a puddle of his own blood.

The man placed his chair back down and sat beside Akabane. He asked him if he was grinning after that. Akabane started laughing hysterically, mouth wide open revealing the even more bloody mouth. "I gotta say... I like you." he was doing his best to talk after the chest hit. Now, he needed to act. He looked up and glared at the man, Akabane had enough of him too.

With that said, Akabane cut off all restraints and quickly rolled under the table until he reached the other side. The pain was unreal but a warrior fought till death. Of course he hadn't taken any shots yet. Akabane stood up immediately, holding his stomach throughout the whole thing with a hand. He began running to the door as best as he could, moving slightly slower than usual. Despite his slowness, he was prepared to fight and blast the man with wind once he got to the door. If the man tried him that's exactly what he would do, in the event that he chased after him - send a powerful blast his way, similar to a force push.

[member="Jovian Coopre"]