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Panem Events ([personal profile] etcircenses) wrote in [community profile] thecapitol2014-08-02 10:49 pm

Suspects' Holding Cell

The vans drive for what seems like an hour before they come to a stop, and Peacekeepers blindfold and forcefully drag even the most cooperative suspects into a building.

The suspects are all held in one cell, a large, metal room with a thick door and a single ledge that serves as a bench. Bright fluorescent lights beam from overhead. There are no windows and no clocks, no sign of where they might be.

The Peacekeepers take off the blindfolds, though without much care for whether they come off all the way or chafe or stay slung around the suspects' necks. The suspects' hands are left cuffed behind their backs, and even the most ingenious of them won't be able to pick the lock on their restraints, but they're otherwise left to roam freely through the space.

Suspects are removed, one at a time, at unpredictable intervals, by Peacekeepers armed with tasers. Some take three hours to return, while others are back within only a minute. Each of them comes back having been clearly roughed up and pressed for information that they may or may not hold; some are bleeding or sporting the beginnings of black eyes.

They'll be sleeping here tonight.
hit_girl_mindy: (Discontent)

[personal profile] hit_girl_mindy 2014-08-03 10:55 pm (UTC)(link)
"It was a joke." Shit. What a spoil sport. "But there's no point in being miserable right now. There's going to be plenty of time for that later."

Because despite the pain, it was annoying at most. They weren't done with them yet.
calledmenasir: (We must break words)

[personal profile] calledmenasir 2014-08-03 11:04 pm (UTC)(link)
"I am not miserable." Nasir hissed. "And I do not intend to be." What he intended was to live through this and find a way back to Agron. But intentions meant very little here, as he knew.
hit_girl_mindy: (mascara)

[personal profile] hit_girl_mindy 2014-08-04 02:01 am (UTC)(link)
"I meant in general, asshat." Ok, he was definitely getting on her fucking nerves now. Bad enough that they had to be in here to be tortured, what she didn't need was someone giving her mouth for no reason. "You can feel however the fuck you want. I'm still a mentor. My job's not over yet."
calledmenasir: (Default)

[personal profile] calledmenasir 2014-08-04 06:42 pm (UTC)(link)
Well... fair enough. No matter what he said, Nasir had acted miserable coming out of the arena, though for good reason as far as he was concerned.

"You are not my mentor. I need no guidance unless it concern how not to be taken by the Peacekeepers. This you cannot provide me."
hit_girl_mindy: (I'm me (Mindy))

[personal profile] hit_girl_mindy 2014-08-04 07:45 pm (UTC)(link)
"You're a grown ass man. You don't need a mentor and I wasn't offering. I'm doing my job of not freaking out, so that its at least a little less miserable for other people."

She gestured toward Sandy.

"Wish I could offer you something for the last thing, but, well, kinda failed that, as you can see."
calledmenasir: (We must break words)

[personal profile] calledmenasir 2014-08-04 07:52 pm (UTC)(link)
"If you weren't offering then do not presume to tell me what to do." He turned away from Mindy.
hit_girl_mindy: (slumped over)

[personal profile] hit_girl_mindy 2014-08-04 07:56 pm (UTC)(link)
"Its like talking to a fucking rock," Mindy muttered, turning away. Seriously, how many times could you say I don't give care what you do?
Edited 2014-08-04 19:56 (UTC)