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Promise Security HQ. Shortly after D’s capture.

D was seated in a little metal chair. His hands were cuffed together behind his back. His helmet was still very much broken, attempting to display his default face, but ending up as a mess of colors and cracks. He sat in the cold grey interrogation chamber while three guards waited outside, his more-caring-than-would-be-expected captor Radvi included. After some moments of silence, another man entered the room. Middle-eastern, somewhat average build and height, short hair and a well trimmed beard.

The Promise’s own Head of Security, Gennedy Hardin.

“Jacob.” He said to Radvi in greeting, before turning towards the interrogation chamber. He took one look at D through the glass window and said, “Why’s his helmet still on?”

“We couldn’t get it off.” Radvi replied, “It’s sealed around his head somehow. Rest of his clothes are, too. The medical team tried to give him trauma care but-”

“Forget it, forget it. I don’t need details.” Gennedy said, “I’m gonna talk to him, you stay put.”

Radvi nodded. Gennedy went to the door leading into the interrogation chamber and stepped inside. D very slightly turned his head in his direction, though all the Head of Security saw were broken pixels and cracked screen. He grimaced somewhat as he rounded the table. There was a second chair available, but he decided to stand.

“A whole week.” Gennedy calmly began, “Impressive, staying on the station that long. Dodging us the whole time. Leaving your… ‘tags’ everywhere.”

D didn’t respond.

“Had to come to an end at some point.” Gennedy continued, “And better it turned out to be sooner rather than later. Because trespassing and vandalism are both mild crimes, sure, but that stunt you pulled last week? During orientation? The [i]first thing you did[/i] was over the goddamn line. Kicking that kid’s face and setting him off, making him turn into that [i]monster[/i], putting other students’ and [i]my own men[/i] at risk.”

Still no response.

“If your goal here was to just have a laugh, you convinced me otherwise with what you did.” Gennedy said as he planted both of his hands on the surface of the table, leaning forward. “I would get a crowbar and pry that ridiculous helmet right off your head no matter how well it’s sealed on there, and [i]then[/i] beat you into a bloody smear with it, but frankly… I could [i]not care less[/i] who you actually are. Because I am not going to entertain your foolishness on this station [i]anymore[/i]. You are [i]out[/i].”

And yet still, no response. It wasn’t clear if he wouldn’t or couldn’t, but D was remaining silent in this man’s presence. Gennedy stood back upright, giving D one more look of utter disdain, and at the same time, dismissal. He stepped out of the interrogation chamber and stood before his men.

“Take him to an airlock.” He said, “Space him.”

“Wh-” Radvi began, “Sir, is that… really necessary?”

“As far as I am concerned, he is directly responsible for last week’s mess.” Gennedy replied, pointing at D through the glass. “He is a [i]danger[/i] to the Promise, hiding behind that jokester disguise. And if we can save the authorities down on Earth from having to deal with him, I consider that a bonus.”

“Sir, I honestly don’t think-”

“Jacob, I don’t fucking [i]care[/i] what you think.” Gennedy retorted, “He’s getting spaced and that is [i]final[/i]. We’ll tell Dunbar that we put him on a shuttle and handed him over to the right people planetside, and as far as she’ll be concerned, that’ll be the end of it. And [i]no one[/i] will explain to her otherwise, or there will be consequences - [i]severe[/i]. Consequences. Is that clear?”

Radvi didn’t respond right away. He knew full well that attempting to argue with this man would likely result in nothing good happening to him. So he yielded and said, “Yes… sir. I understand.”

Gennedy nodded and left the room without another word. The other two guards moved to secure D and begin escorting him to his demise.

Radvi hesitated. All his good will was for nought, it seemed.