[center][h3][color=39b54a]Trevor "Shadow" Stevens[/color][/h3][/center]

  He followed closely behind Maisy stopping only momentarily to talk to a young tall man with scruffy brown hair and a short mustache wearing what looked like the standard trooper uniform. It looked like he was running errands when he stopped the man, “[color=39b54a]hey guy I’m overruling any order you currently have, I need you to go to where the fort Stevens contingent is camped, probably out near the wall and say the phrase, Lute singer pass, and tell them where I am. After that, you can go back to what you were doing.” [/color]The trooper looked on with a bit of curiosity but didn’t say anything as he turned toward the town gate, “[color=39b54a]Hustle[/color]” he called after him watching the other man take off.

  Trevor caught back up with Maisy and watched as she seemed to know where to go, he didn’t see where they took the prisoner and frankly didn’t even know they had one till someone spoke about him at the meeting. The small metal shack had a few other troopers mulling around pulling security. What security they offered was rather relaxed as only one stood near the door while the few others talked to a few of the girls around.

  He couldn’t help but smile seeing the prisoner in his compromised state, beaten, drugged, delirious, and otherwise broken. He almost instinctively knew this man wouldn’t be the best source of Intel if they simply beat him half to death, with his experience with raiders and other bandits one simply needed to know what they wanted. Looking to the short blond next to him he smiled and spoke softly so the man wouldn’t hear, [color=39b54a]“A man’s touch you say? I don’t agree, raiders like him are used to beatings and hardship, force won’t make him talk. No, they came here for a reason, that reason is the key to making him talk.” [/color]He paused for a moment looking back towards the way they came to see a few familiar faces, [color=39b54a]“they came here for women Maze, so I do believe it requires a woman’s touch.”[/color]

  The tall man turned to face his old friends and smiled, [color=39b54a]“it’s good to see you all again, I hope you have been having fun with the teamsters?”[/color] he asked only to receive a glare from the short black haired girl, [color=00aeef]“you called”[/color] she spoke with a bit of attitude and subtle resentment before looking to Maisy then back to Trevor. [color=39b54a]“Ah yes, were doing an interrogation today with the good possibility of a mission later.”[/color] He was still smiling when he brought his hands together and began to rub them, [color=39b54a]“Xena and Siren, lose the underwear and find some loose fitting clothes and join me together in the room behind me when you’re done.” [/color]The two nodded and walked off to go talk to a couple of the nearby local women. [color=39b54a]“Ifrit and Specter, go back to the camp and prep everyone’s gear for a raid, and Guru you get to hang out here in case we need medical attention for whatever reason, so go get your med kit and come back.”[/color] The three nodded and went to their duties.

  The man sighed before looking back to the small girl, [color=39b54a]“Maisy, you can stay and watch from out here, but don’t come in. I need him to focus on me and the other two, the less distraction the better.”[/color] Again the man smiled at her and with a deep breath the smile vanished, and he entered into the old shed. The metal walls of the shed where rusted and had several holes strewn throughout the sides letting in some light but was overall dim. The man strapped to the old kitchen chair didn’t move, he was wearing a torn white t-shirt with tan cargo pants caked in mud and blood, the man was scruffy and stuck in this small room he did smell. Whatever injuries he had seemed to have stopped bleeding.

  Finally, the man suddenly sat up in his chair, straightening his back and looking at the man across from him. This raider eyed him carefully before sinking into the chair, still groggy from whatever he was given but otherwise kept silent. None of this bothered Trevor he simply moved a small end table up between them and lite the old lamp that was placed on it. Pulling the only other chair up to the other side of the table, a metal folding chair, he sat in it with the back facing the raider and rested his arms on the back of the seat. After a short staring contest Trevor spoke, [color=39b54a]“you wanna tell me your name?”[/color] his question was met only with silence, [color=39b54a]“you want a smoke don’t you maybe some food? Start off by telling me your name and maybe I can arrange something for you.”[/color]

  The Raider seemed to be having trouble keeping his head up but finally spoke up, [color=f7941d]“what’s the point? You're just going to kill me anyways” [/color]Trevor laughed and then sighed, [color=39b54a]“no my boy I’m not going to kill you, so why don’t you look me in the eye and tell me your name?”[/color] the Raiders head bobbed again and with a smile he spoke again through crooked and yellow teeth, [color=f7941d]“I’m called Shawn now where’s my food.” [/color]Trevor smiled at the man and got up walked around the table and pulled out an old granola bar, being mindful of his fingers he offered it to the man. The groggy man didn’t waste much time taking a bite of the food and eating it sloppily. [color=39b54a]“So, Shawn why don’t you tell me about why you and your friends where coming this way.”[/color]

  Shawn swallowed and smiled, [color=f7941d]“well you see lad, this place has some rather lovely women, so we were gonna come here take the place over, and have our fun with the lady’s here. The ones we got back at camp are getting worn out, some boys where even looking forward to the younger folk they got running around.”[/color] Trevor watched the man carefully, when he was talking about their plan he seemed to almost be prideful of it. But the last part was off, his eyes shifted to the upper left for a moment. His father has gone over interrogation techniques before as well as things to look for. This subtle movement looked to him to be a possible lie, sure there were some sick people in the world, but he was sure this man was just goading him into harming him.

  [color=39b54a]“So then Shawn if this is true, then where’s this camp of yours?” [/color]the man’s smile went away for a moment, [color=f7941d]“o and what do I get for telling you something like that?” [/color]Trevor smiled, [color=39b54a]“you told me you came here for ladies didn’t you?”[/color] With that audio cue the door to the shack opened letting a fresh breeze in as Siren and Xena stepped through the thresh hold. Both were dressed in rather loose and baggy clothing that was a bit see through. The duo stood back and played with their hair giving the man a few smiles and looks that could give a normal man a heart attack. “[color=39b54a]Tell me where your camp is Shawn[/color]” the man barley payed any attention to this interrogator of his and was completely awestruck by the two girls before him, [color=f7941d]“up the river a way is an old barge we have been using for the last few days.”[/color]

  The two girls stepped a bit closer at the man’s answer, [color=39b54a]“how many prisoners do you have?”[/color] Shawn didn’t answer and only starred at the girls laughing. “[color=39b54a]If you don’t answer they go away[/color]” Shawn stuttered for a moment before speaking, “[color=f7941d]we only have a handful of prisoners maybe 5 or 7[/color]” again the girls stepped closer. “[color=39b54a]How many guards did you leave there and what are they armed with[/color]?” The man smiled still looking at the girls, “[color=f7941d]well there’s maybe 10 or 15 of them there, really most of them just have basic weapons. The one the boss left in charge will have a pistol I think, but it doesn’t have any ammo[/color]” Trevor watched as his friends went and knelt down next to the man running their hands over his legs and arms.

  [color=39b54a]“Do you have any supply cashes in the area?” [/color]Shawn could barely pay attention to their conversation, [color=f7941d]“yeah sure, the boss hid most of the long term supplies somewhere, but he wouldn’t tell us anything, most of us thought he didn’t have any supplies left and that’s why we came here.”[/color] Trevor nodded and walked towards the door, “[color=39b54a]Thank you for your cooperation Shawn. Ladies were done here[/color].” The two girls sighed and stood following their friend out the door, [color=f7941d]“Wait, why are you leaving? I told you the truth.”[/color] Trevor turned to look back at the man, [color=39b54a]“I believe you but I don’t have any more questions. Maybe next time we talk you will be more cooperative.” [/color]Trevor smiled at the man as they left, leaving him crying in his chair.

  The two girls looked to each other than looked at Maisy for a moment silently judging the girl before moving off to go change. Trevor didn’t waist much time either as he looked to Maisy, [color=39b54a]“don’t mind them, they’re just protective I guess. But we got the info we need so if all goes well we should have a mission going in a few hours. However, I think I might postpone our attack until the marksmen get back. If we do go and strike them I want to have the extra cover.”[/color] He looked to the girl and nudged her playfully, [color=39b54a]“now I got to go get my guys ready, you can come with if you'd like, but they aren’t going to be to warm towards ya.”[/color] he smiled at the girl then motioned to Guru, and they both left towards their camp.

[@Poi][@RumikoOhara]