Purgatory: Get Used To It (PM for Invite)

[Ambrose Cadera]

“You paid your debt three-fold, through your reign. We will get you out.” Home. A woman like [member="Kay Arenais"] seemed fit for home, or a collection of them spanning the places she had no opportunity to previously go. It is then, curled against Kay’s body that I realize…

… what prison have I put the Infernal into, how many ‘homes’ did she wish to see? The guards broke my morose revelry, and I ducked my head into Kay’s hair, breathing short.

The door opens, [member="Adenn Kyramud"] walking in with the bravado I would expect from a man playing the role of enemy in debt of come-uppance. Loosening from around Kay, I slink to the bed beside her, my head weaving back and forth in the air, with flickers of my reptilian tongue. Kyramud was smarter than I’d expected in the moment, I’ve got to remember to recommend him to Yasha.

My hissing voice translates the sign language into the cochlea of Kay’s right ear, just in case she never learned the Mando’a sign. Two clawed hands grow out of my serpentine trunk, as I take the items and slide away, up the vertical wall and into the grate, to hide them.

“I will likely be her cell mate, once she is moved. You will tell with my orange eyes, and our Mando’a sign. Tell Yasha I made it. We will bring her Aunt home.” The hissing texture of my voice seethed into Adenn’s helm, as I slid up his back to his shoulder to speak softly. “My ship is anchored off Purgatory, stygian cloaked.”

My whispers give him remote access codes, a few words for home, while Kay goes to the business of bruising herself for their conversational troubles.

[member="Taru Dasu'r"] [member="Lucinda Larr"] [member="The Amalgam"] [member="Jessica Bowers"] [member="HK-51"] [member="Causstik Rahn"]

 

[Kay-Larr]

Through her reign? And what exactly did she accomplish during that? Well, perhaps a lot. For a time she had grown a little trade world into a sprawling Empire, only to have her enemies take advantage of intimidation, isolating her home planet for occupation. It was a humiliating defeat. But the resistance grew from that and with the help of friends, the planet and it's people were liberated.

Recovery was not very swift. Perhaps it was in that moment that VP thought it best to act. Timing was always everything. Hopefully with her gone, Commenor would grow once again.

Kay's focus returned to the present once [member="Adenn Kyramud"] walked into her cell. She tried to pinpoint the armour, tried to look for something familiar, but there was nothing. Not even his voice sounded familiar to her.

A brow raised as he began to sign while he spoke. She'd of gotten up, if it weren't for [member="Ambrose Cadera"] translating in her ear. Kay knew sign language, but only in basic.
Her knowledge of Mando'a was sorely lacking. The audio recordings didn't sit well with her. They reminded her of her torture in the hands of Prazutis. Such a thing was probably evident in her eyes.

Oh this was wonderful news!
And it brought her such hope!
"Thank you. And tell my niece thank you as well."

Kay took hold of the bruising device. This was not going to be fun. Or so she figured. She moved to a corner of her cell, put her back towards the two men and undid her jumpsuit so that she could disrobe the top half. Then she set the bruising device on her stomach and activated it. Her breath was held and her body tense in anticipation. Sure enough, there was some pain as the device took hold. It was almost like holding a small tractor beam in her hand. With it she was able to draw the blood up close to the surface of the skin. Once she saw what it did, she began to get creative with it, moving it around so that the bruises could vary in size. She placed them at the stomach, and on either sides of the rib cage.

There wasn't much time left though. And still one more hit needed to be added. Kay quickly zipped up her jumpsuit and turned, moving towards Adenn as she held out the device. "For this to be believed, you need to strike my face.
They'll want blood to satisfy. Just give me a good, strong backhand." Hopefully Yasha wouldn't get after him for it. But it was something that needed to be done.

 

[Doyle]

Lucinda's attention was turned to the camera feeds being relayed to a half dozen monitors in her office. One began flashing red, indicating that her security personnel found something that he needed her to look at.

[member="Taru Dasu'r"] had somehow managed to get out of his straight jacket. Not only that, but she was certain that he'd be able to escape confinement as well. Hmmm. In some respects, she wanted him to. If his murder of one of her guards outside was any indication, he had a fighting spirit and bloodlust that she loved. There were many brawls that she had instigated through manipulation; brawls that bets were placed. And of course Lucinda made sure that each fight benefited her own coffers.

Taru would be a good addition to that.

Lucinda exited her office, her guards flanking her, including Freeman. She made her way down to Taru's cell and stopped at the window that allowed her to look inside. Her face showed no expression as she studied him. "You're a clever fellow, aren't you? But not clever enough to not be brought here in the first place. Would you like to make your stay more comfortable? Or less?"

 

[Luke Kratos]

Taru was surprised at the efficiency of the prison. He had not even gotten the chance to sweep his "cell" for anything useful before the Warden herself came to him. He stood up and faced her through the slit-like window, his eyes aggressive and both hands up against the door. He leaned in expecting to not be able to hear her, but everything went through clearly. After her snide remark about his intelligence, which she happened to know nothing about, he replied in a well-humored manner for someone inside of a high security cell. "And who said that I did not want to be brought here. I have escaped other places, so what will be different about here? However.... If things do get better i may not decide to leave. At least not yet..." He replied. Taru ended his statement with a smirk, but did however look away from the warden. He quickly reverted his gaze back to her, but also tried to make out how many guards were with her. There was this one guard who seemed to be her real bodyguard, and then the others were just normal prison guards. But the bodyguard, Taru had seen him that day of his arrival. The bodyguard had been the one to truly restrain him, and with such, Taru vowed silently to watch out for him and to get in his way where necessary...

[member="Lucinda Larr"]

 

[Adenn Kyramud]

Adenn took notice as [member="Ambrose Cadera"] revealed himself and translated for him signing. That was good, he wouldn't have to repeat everything twice then. He watched in silence as the Mando hid the items from prying eyes, it may have not been the best thing to do, but Ambrose was a weapon in and of himself. So he could no doubt protect Lady Kay well enough, or at least Adenn hoped so. As Ambrose climbed onto his shoulder, Adenn stayed still and listened to what he said. Then he nodded his head before speaking quietly to him.
"Very well, I hope you can keep her safe vod. Do you need anything brought there? If need be, I could also get you two off on my own ship. Depends really."

When he was given access codes, Adenn was simply surprised. He'd never expected to be so trusted to get something like that. Adenn nodded his head in thanks then.
"Your message shall be delivered."

He turned his head back to [member="Kay Arenais"] then. He nodded to her, he'd deliver her message as well. Though Adenn noticed the discomfort of Lady Kay, he knew that if he stopped the recording, they'd be discovered quickly. When she moved to the corner, Adenn turned his head away to give her privacy. Then he looked at the timer, she was almost done, but so was their time. Adenn grunted in annoyance, if he had more than 5 minutes, he could do so much more.

When she turned around, Adenn noticed her steely determination and listened patiently to what she said. He agreed, she'd have to bleed to make it believable.
"I agree, however, when I leave, you will have to still whimper in pain. Sell it properly, and you'll get out of here soon enough." He then sighed to himself, looking down at his hand. Wondering if he should take the crushguant off or not, Adenn finally decided on no. He'd just not hit her as hard.

Then he looked at her, nodding to see if she was ready and also to take some time up. 30 seconds left, he looked at her, indicated the time and let her prepare herself. When it was 10 seconds, Adenn prepared his hand for a backhand to her cheek. A moment before the timer in his helmet dinged, Adenn backhanded her across her right cheek. He did it hard enough to try and knock her down, but not enough to break anything. Angling his hand to cause a cut though, hopefully there'd be some bleeding there that would look real enough. With that, the 5 minutes was up and the guards would no doubt be coming in.
"Remember this Lady Kay, and remember never to cross the Mandalorians again."

With that, he spun on his heel and walked out without even so much as a look back. He didn't waver in his step, in his movements, he walked out as confidently as he walked in. Walking past the guards, he stopped in the hallway and turned to look at the guards. Tilting his head, he waited for them to bring him wherever they were supposed to go.

[member="Taru Dasu'r"] [member="Lucinda Larr"] [member="Kay Arenais"] [member="Ambrose Cadera"] [member="HK-51"] [member="Causstik Rahn"]

 

[Doyle]

Lucinda didn't move as [member="Taru Dasu'r"] made his snide remarks. In fact she didn't even change the expression on her face. Over the years she had learned to build her personal walls well. Nothing said could ever break that wall down. Had she ever been in love? Feth no. If she did that'd be a weakness that someone could exploit. Why give them that opportunity? She needed a steeled resolve for her line of work.

"And what is it that you're after? Notoriety? Or just the adrenaline rush?" He seemed somewhat narcisstic as well. Or perhaps quite over confident. Regardless, the look in his eyes told a story that she didn't want to be a part of.

One of these days the tables could be turned on her and she'd meet her end. But not yet. Lucinda planned on gaining plenty of support and the backing of governments for her Purgatory. And of course she had a failsafe; a back up plan to be enacted should she be killed. One that was certain to avenge her death. Dead man switches were fun!

 

[Luke Kratos]

The warden did not budge, she did not even leave him alone or let him out of the cell. Instead, she continued with his questioning. Like seriously, did it have to be right through a slit in a cell?

"Well, both Notoriety and Adrenaline are fun. So i dont really know. For me right now, my purpose in life is escape. Maybe you can change it? but most likely not..."

He was sure that this would be just like every other prison which he had been sent to, so he did not watch what he said as no matter what he would find a way out. Everything has a weakness, you just have to find it. So with such, he asked her this: "And yet, why do you care about what i want in life? How can it help you keep me here?"

[member="Lucinda Larr"]

 

[Doyle]

The guards gestured for [member="Adenn Kyramud"] to follow them. "We'll escort you back to the entrance. You can wait for your comrad there. Then you are free to go." The security feeds were back and running. But there were plenty of guards that wished that they could see what went on in the cell of [member="Kay Arenais"] .



Lucinda loved control. And deciding on the terms as to how a conversation was to be carried out was just one of the things that she did here.

"Your purpose is escape, is it? Although Purgatory is not impossible to escape from, it is very difficult." She thought fir a moment. No doubt everything that [member="Taru Dasu'r"] would do would all be a part of some escape plan. No doubt that was something that she could use to her advantage.

"How many times have you escaped custody? Which ones were the most difficult?"

 

[Luke Kratos]

Taru was getting annoyed as he did not see where the questioning was going, but this he did not show. His face betrayed no emotion,and neither did his posture or body language. He replied: "My purpose... it is not exactly to escape, but maybe it is....And Maybe it isnt. That only time can tell. And also, i will not be telling you how many times i have escaped from something, nor which were the most difficult. But i would like to know which your files have about me... Which escapes exactly..."

Each and everyone of his escapes had not been easy to undertake, as it would take at least a couple months to learn the guards schedules perfectly, to account for others in the prison, and to appear docile to the guards. Then he would strike, and wiggle his way to freedom. Here this would be different, as he had the reputation of escaping prisons holding him in place as the guards watched him and his cell was one of the highest priority ones.

[member="Lucinda Larr"]

 

[Doyle]

Lucinda studied [member="Taru Dasu'r"] as he beat around the bush, circling her questions with enigmatic answers and questions of his own. It was a lovely little dance that they were doing. And both were getting equally annoyed with it, although neither was willing to show it.

"It doesn't really matter what's in my files. You know what's in them. I was just merely curious about verification.

In either respect, you'll find some use for yourself here. There are many fights that happen in Purgatory. The guards and I at times place bets on them, along with the ungerground gambling rings. If you do well, perhaps I could give you a share of the winnings. There are no holds barred of course. Interested?"

 

[Adenn Kyramud]

Adenn nodded his head to the guard that spoke. He could tell they wanted to see what he'd "done" to [member="Kay Arenais"]. Smirking to himself, Adenn thought of what he'd have really done had he truly wanted to torture her. However, he hadn't done that because Lady Kay was family of the Mand'alors, and thus was to be rescued from this prison. That escape wasn't going to happen yet though, but soon. When, Adenn didn't know, but he suspected he'd be called upon to help once more. So he decided he'd stay near Purgatory for awhile and keep an ear out for [member="Ambrose Cadera"].

During his internal musings, Adenn had already walked to the front entrance with the guards. Gunner had finished around the same time that Adenn had, and from the pleased way he walked, Adenn could tell he'd gotten what he needed. He hadn't had to fake anything, the torture Gunner inflicted was 100% real, and brutal, very brutal if the blood stains on his armor were anything to go by. They walked up to each other and clasped arms, greeting each other.
"Have fun Alor?" Gunner asked.
"Aye Gunner, and you," Adenn replied.
"He sang like a little birdie, didn't prevent me from having a bit of fun though." Gunner chuckled evilly then, and glanced at a nearby guard, cracking his knuckles. The guard visibly recoiled, something that made both Gunner and Adenn smirk with delight.
"Good, good. Then I suppose we're done here." Adenn chuckled lightly, glancing around at the guards. If they had been able to see his face, they no doubt would've recoiled from the maniacal look that Adenn had. "Thank you lot, give the Warden our best, and thank her very much for the time."

With that said, Adenn gave a fake two fingered salute and walked out the door with Gunner. They made their way to the landing pad, talking about what they'd done, but only inside their helmets so that no one could hear them. A shuttle was waiting for them on the landing pad, and once Adenn and Gunner arrived at it, they climbed inside before the shuttle took off. They looked down at Purgatory, knowing they'd be seeing it again sometime soon; and they looked forward to that moment, because then they'd be able to make things explode. Grinning, Adenn thumped Gunner on the back in celebration.

"Part two is up to them now." Clicking over to another channel, Adenn sent a message to [member="Ambrose Cadera"].
"We're out vod. Just give us the word when the time comes, and we'll come back, and hit them harder than they expect. Stay safe vod, until then. Oya." With that, he closed the line.
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Within the shuttle, Adenn and Gunner had made themselves comfortable. The shuttle ride wasn't long really, but it was stretched a bit so that Adenn could use the remote access to Ambroses ship to send a message to the Mand'alor. Once that was done, the shuttle made its way back to the Aegis Eternum. Once they were docked, the ship made its way away from Purgatory, and to a nearby moon. Once outside of range, they hid behind said moon, awaiting the moment Ambrose would call on them to rescue Lady Kay. Until that time, they'd watch, wait, and listen for anything new to happen. At the same time, the men aboard Adenns ship prepared themselves for battle.

[member="Lucinda Larr"] [member="Kay Arenais"] [member="Ambrose Cadera"]

 

[Luke Kratos]

Taru perked up at the thought of fighting for money, and for fun. His reaction was immediate and highly noticeable, as his mood changed and his facial expression went from a frown to a smirky smile. "Of course im interested, now why wouldn't i be? Just one question... Will i be forced to wear a straightjacket during my time here normally and during the fights?"

[member="Lucinda Larr"]

 

[Doyle]

The guards in their watchtowers kept an eye on [member="Adenn Kyramud"] and Gunner as the departed the facility. Word was soon spread among the ranks and a message was sent to the Warden's office.

Lucinda gave a hint of a smile as [member="Taru Dasu'r"] seemed very interested in her proposal. "Your straightjackets seem to be of little use, now don't they? I will have you restrained while moving through Purgatory, but it is just for show.
And as I said, there are no holds barred in the fights. So all of your restraints will be removed during that time."

[member="Dayton Santiago"] would be useful. He could relay any hints and 'advice' to Taru. Yes, that would be a fine idea. It all just depended on what mood Dayton chose to be in. He could be quite unpredictable.

 

[Ambrose Cadera]

“I have all I need… but a few extra weapons would be welcome when the time comes.” I was alone in birth, alone in my eventual death. This is one more place to feel that loneliness. Yet, [member="Kay Arenais"] will be good enough company and here I can watch over her.

Purgatory is already a lens from which to view my own crimes against her niece. I wish I could understand what keeps the one-skins so tight to their families, when they cannot hear them in their minds. Telepathy is a boon to my gurlanin brethren, and the one-skins’ minds seem lonelier than a distant star without it.

This far from Mandalore, I too am alone. Nothing but my thoughts. Nothing but my mission of caring for Kay. Seeing Yasha’s beloved Aunt home. I hiss at the idea of Kay being smacked in the face, wishing it was enough to transform into her shape and take the blow for her.

“I promise you that is the only blow you will take in this place.” I whisper-hiss in her ear, after the blow was struck. Slinking close to Kay’s body, I press as close as I can, tail down the back of her leg, head against her neck. A single coil round her waist.

With Kyramud further and further away, the daunting nature of this task comes clear to me. Imprisonment, alone and without the comforts of my pack.

For Yasha… yes. For Yasha.

 

[The Amalgam]

The Amalgam made sure to stick to her patrol, occasionally watching the prisoners fight and being disgusted. Dogs. All of them were dogs to her. Except for the lovely [member="Kay Arenais"] of course.

The Amalgam knew what these sorts of prisons could do to someone. They ripped away everything innocent. They wore on the mind, and attempted to break you. Kay might be in relatively decent shape now, but give it a month or two and even someone like her would start to crack, if not from the brutality, then the isolation. She had seen people crack in less, try to hang themselves.

Once she had reached the administrative section she stopped by the prison mail office, picking up a parcel she had mailed to herself using the identity of the man she was disguised as. It was listed as hair jell. It was actually blood. Her blood, to be specific. There was a particularly nasty magic ritual she had in mind. One that would cause chaos and slaughter. It would be both hilarious (for her, at least, and badass as well.) and horrifying. If this had been one of those action films with beefy, burly men that she salivated over (Momma like) shooting machine guns at strange aliens and other humans had this added then it would have been the point an action film would become action-horror. (She owned the entire series of From Sunset to Sunrise)

It was really quite ingenious. It worked by writing an incantation which would disappear after having been written...until she activated the rest of the spell. It would then channel a surprise...a wonderful surprise. But it had to be done carefully and systematically, and out of sight.

She hated this place, she felt like she was suffocating now. She wanted out but she had sworn to get Kay out of here. But she intended to make sure the entire prison suffered for making her come to this place. For putting her friend through this she would revel in the bloodshed that would ensue.

As the Amalgam found a spot in the office not watched by a camera she unscrewed the jar and dipped a finger, drawing black, corrupted blood out and writing the evil scrawl onto a bare wall, inscribing the proper placement of hideous looking runes and jagged black crescents that quickly vanished in seconds.

The Amalgam hid the jar under her shirt and created a cavity in her chest to hide the jar in before leaving the post office and getting back to her rounds

[member="Ambrose Cadera"]

[member="Adenn Kyramud"]

 

[Luke Kratos]

Taru was happy for the first time that day, as he hated the restraints like straightjackets and chains and electrocuffs. He would much rather walk around a captive but freely. Partly because it felt better, and because it became easier to kill others without anything holding you back.

"I must thank you for that, i guess... But one quick question. When will this fight be held and Where?" He said in a more mellow tone, but seemingly perked up once more at the mention of the big fight.

[member="Lucinda Larr"]

 

[Kay-Larr]

Kay didn't fight the tears when they fell. Instead she just let them fall. It was all the better for appearances anyways. And right now she just wanted to wall up her emotions and hide herself. Here others could exploit them. Here others could take advantage of them. Hopefully things would be better here than when she was in captivity.

She closed her eyes as [member="Ambrose Cadera"] spoke, clearly not happy with her choice to be struck. "It'll heal..." Kay spoke under her breath. Cameras were on, she couldn't risk the guards finding out that she wasn't alone. She didn't want Ambrose to be taken away. He'd be good company. For however long that may be.