Re: RPG - Coruscant attack
Inyri was fully enraged by this latest disturbance from Ronun. She was certain that he was unconcious when placed inside his holding cell, but that mattered little now. She stormed over to where Bareth still sat atop Ronun's body, holding his face to the permacrete floor. As she came near she nodded to Bareth that it was ok to retrieve him from the ground. Ronun was dirty, bruised and slightly bloodied from his encounters and seemed like such a slight figure compared to Bareth in his beskar'gam as he lifted him to his feet.
It looked as if all the fight had finally been knocked out of Ronun, when he was slammed into the floor. Inyri rushed Ronun and pinned him to the wall by his throat. With her whole arm pushing on his windpipe she spoke to him through slightly clenched teeth, the only sign that she was angry.
"You have caused me more trouble than you're worth Ronun. Perhaps I should kill you now." Inyri gracefully spun the man around into the other side of the wall, hitting him hard, still pressuring his neck with her arm. "Ah but you want to know why I have bothered with you in the first place. But I think you know... Daric Choard."
Ronun's eyes grew in recognition and surprise of the name. "Yes you heard me right," Inyri began as she loosened her hold on his neck. She grabbed his face in her free hand."Daric Choard means something to you. And it means something to me more importaintly. You can't hide or fake it past me. And if you think you can try this 'I'm a simple delivery man' routine on me anymore your life is FORFIT!" Inyri screamed and slammed the man's head into the wall.
The revealed Daric slumped to the floor, concious, but in no shape to stand on his own power.
"I am not warning you Daric. You are going to help me, tell me what I want to know from you, and you still could prosper from this. If not... i certainly hope I don't need to remind you of what will happen."
Inyri started to walk away from the two men still in the hallway, the sound of her heels echoing off the peremacrete. "And Bareth, "
She noted that he had called her by her first name and not by the "ma'am" that he had been usuing. Perhaps this was trust? Maybe some respect? It was unimportaint now.
"Good job with subduing our guest, yet again. I can see you were well worth the wait. Take Daric and place him in the close containment field. He won't get out again. And see to it that he gets a medpack. I won't work with someone in his condition." With that she turned, smiled to herself, and walked away down the hallway.
"Suggestion: Electrocution works well. Evisceration and Decapitation are also effective, or um, so I've heard."