[b]Brad - Emma's Cell - Emma[/b] Brad stared down at the stupid insignificant little girl before him. Her eyes were red and puffy from crying, and her body was shaking profusely. She was disgusting. "I am never letting you go," he said, crouching down to her level. He flashed her a smile, showing his crooked yellow teeth. "Tyler wants you here, you see. What Tyler wants, Tyler gets." He reached over and began stroking the girl's hair. God, even the smell of her annoyed him. He suddenly grabbed her by the hair and pulled her in close to his face, his rancid breath filling her nostrils. "And all the men will get a taste if they want. We all share around these parts. Sharing is a part of living now, you see?" He shoved the girl back and stood to his feet. He looked at her with a glare of utter contempt and kicked the ground, sending dirt and dust in her direction. Without another word, the man turned around and left the cell, locking it behind him. [b]Bex - Underground Cells - Raiders & Lynn[/b] Brad exited one of the cells, his poise hunchbacked and angry. He almost ran into the group of men milling outside the cells, but managed to quickly recover himself. "Sir!" Brad said, saluting. Tyler nodded toward Brad, before turning back to Bex and the others. "You can taste all you want once I'm done with her. You know how it is." Tyler stepped forward, throwing a menacing glare toward Jimmy and Joe. The two men gulped. "Of course, boss," Joe said, weakly. Bex glanced toward the cell Brad had just left. He figured the girl was in there. No way Tyler would let Brad anywhere near Lynn until he was done interrogating her. Brad hated women, especially Lauren. God help anyone who spoke that out loud, though. "Bex," Tyler said, breaking him out of his thoughts. "I've been hearing about you bitching about that mall all morning. How about you get off your ass and go do something about it then? Take these three with you." He pointed at Jimmy, Joe, and Ash in turn. Bex nodded. "I can do that." [i]Perfect.[/i] The Bull pouted and crossed his arms. He looked like a big hairy baby. "What am I going to do, then?" he asked. Tyler was silent for a moment. He looked about ready to break the Bull's nose. Bex wasn't entirely sure that was possibly, even if Tyler was a big man himself. "You're going to take Lynn to the arena," Tyler said. "Then, you're going to watch the new girl. We'll need to guard her until she's broken in." Bull looked ready to argue, but he knew better. Chances were that Tyler wasn't too happy with the big lug after yesterday's failure. Bull simply nodded. It was then that Bex realized there was an opportunity before him. There would be no way to see the girl before Tyler was done with her if he went off to clear the mall. It was a stupid thing to think about, but Bex had to at least see her before then. Lauren was concerned, so Bex was concerned as well. As the Bull started walking away, Bex put a hand on the big man's shoulder. "Wait," Bex said. "I want to guard the girl, sir." Tyler blinked at him in confusion. "Didn't you hear what I had to say? No tastes until I-" "It's not that," Bex interrupted. "I'm exhausted after yesterday. I'll be a liability out there. Besides, Ash knows the area just as well as I do." He looked toward the short man named Ash, who had been standing around impassively for the entire conversation. He nodded, as silent as ever. Tyler seemed to consider this for a moment. "... Okay, but don't go doing something stupid," he said, echoing Bull's previous words. This time, it was an obvious threat. "Bull," he said, continuing. "You go with Brad and get in contact with fucking Smith. He should have been back by now." The conversation apparently over, Tyler stalked off. The rest of the men went their separate ways, most of them to the armory. Bex went instead to the cells and opened the one containing Lynn. "Get up," he said into the dark cell. When there was no response, Bex went further inside to find Lynn bound and unconscious. The man sighed deeply and went to work untying her from the chair. He was going to need to grab someone in order to drag her to the arena...