Post by Zeta on Jun 12, 2017 15:04:57 GMT -5
"Allow your energy to spike free boy. The one I wish to speak with will not come without your calling. No harm shall come to you, I only want to converse with him." A low commanding tone escaped the shadowed corners of the massive factory. The words carried through the emptied space, bouncing off of pillars of concrete and abandoned machinery where it disappeared into the bellows and forges. Sat under a light was a tied figure, around him, several armed men, each bearing the mask of the "Faceless" a collection of men, women and even children who were handpicked to follow the cause of their leader. Known as a domestic terrorist, the being known only as "Z" had managed to capture one of the more powerful persons of the planet. Though he was merely a tool to be used to draw out the bigger prize.
"Men, leave now. He will come with force, so I will speak to him myself when he arrives." The voice spoke out again from seemingly out of nowhere, the sound bouncing off of all the walls and structures within the vicinity. It was an abandoned smelting factory, no doubt used to produce sheets of steel for various reasons. However, it had long since been dormant, it's warehouse now used as a neutral territory to strike a bargain. As the men left through the back door of the building, the place had gotten eerily quiet, Riku's eyes darting around as he could not move. Simple bindings were not enough to hold him, yet he sat there, powerless to break free from his restraints. "You organics, such fragile things aren't you? A simple jolt delivered to the right set of muscle fibers will render you motionless. However, for you, we had to make sure you would not move."
From the rafters above, a cloaked shadow would drop to the floor in front of Riku, just out from the light as to remain hidden. He was rather tall, though through the shadows, Riku could see those eyes, the dark, almost deadened dull eyes, like a doll.. "Acupuncture. A useful tool for relieving pain from the body but used with a little more creativity and it blocks the nervous system from being able to deliver messages to your body. You cannot move because I have made it so. My orders are absolute." Stepping into the light, Riku would be able to see the mask, a devious smile plastered onto the front accompanied by those dead eyes. The locks of jet black were neatly kept from falling in front, though the man known as "Z" simply stood before the half-breed.
"Call to him. This is the last time I will ask." Hesitant to listen to his captor, Riku would take a moment before closing his eyes. He couldn't even speak thanks to the needles protruding his body, he couldn't even feel them there. Without so much as a word, a flame would envelop his form, his ki rising higher and higher until it peaked at his maximum power. A last cry for help that Zeta knew would call the target he wanted to confront. "Excellent. Now, let's get ready." Zeta would walk past Riku before grasping the back of the seat he was tied to and simply dragged it from the light as Riku's eyes darted about in a panic.
"Men, leave now. He will come with force, so I will speak to him myself when he arrives." The voice spoke out again from seemingly out of nowhere, the sound bouncing off of all the walls and structures within the vicinity. It was an abandoned smelting factory, no doubt used to produce sheets of steel for various reasons. However, it had long since been dormant, it's warehouse now used as a neutral territory to strike a bargain. As the men left through the back door of the building, the place had gotten eerily quiet, Riku's eyes darting around as he could not move. Simple bindings were not enough to hold him, yet he sat there, powerless to break free from his restraints. "You organics, such fragile things aren't you? A simple jolt delivered to the right set of muscle fibers will render you motionless. However, for you, we had to make sure you would not move."
From the rafters above, a cloaked shadow would drop to the floor in front of Riku, just out from the light as to remain hidden. He was rather tall, though through the shadows, Riku could see those eyes, the dark, almost deadened dull eyes, like a doll.. "Acupuncture. A useful tool for relieving pain from the body but used with a little more creativity and it blocks the nervous system from being able to deliver messages to your body. You cannot move because I have made it so. My orders are absolute." Stepping into the light, Riku would be able to see the mask, a devious smile plastered onto the front accompanied by those dead eyes. The locks of jet black were neatly kept from falling in front, though the man known as "Z" simply stood before the half-breed.
"Call to him. This is the last time I will ask." Hesitant to listen to his captor, Riku would take a moment before closing his eyes. He couldn't even speak thanks to the needles protruding his body, he couldn't even feel them there. Without so much as a word, a flame would envelop his form, his ki rising higher and higher until it peaked at his maximum power. A last cry for help that Zeta knew would call the target he wanted to confront. "Excellent. Now, let's get ready." Zeta would walk past Riku before grasping the back of the seat he was tied to and simply dragged it from the light as Riku's eyes darted about in a panic.
