The felinid prisioner was tall, just about 6' 8", had grey and
white fur, and was very young. Roughly the age that one would expect to
see in a corporal or petty officer 3rd. While he was young, he was not
inexperienced. The odd scar indicated that he had been in combat at
least a hand full of times. However, there was a huge difference in
combat experience and interrogation experience. To the senses of the
caitian, the young male was anxious. Possibly nervous about what kind of
interrogation would be coming. Or was it something else.... While he
most definately saw the human, no matter how cold and mean she made
herself to look, as nothing but a prey species- aka food. However, his
inexperience and youth could be turned against him, as could the absence
of complete confidence. He could be shaken, and in turn, pressed for
information.
Tr'Lawsh followed behind, calmly walking in and sitting at the table.
Her eyes repeatedly flicked to Daphne, as though Daphne were some sort
of dangerous animal that she could not trust for a moment. "Good
morrrning," said Tr'Lawsh. "I am Captain Tr'Lawsh of Clan Hrr'Ashal of
the Caitian Planetarrry Defense Forrrce. This is Commanderrr Arrress
of Starrrrfleet." Her eyes flicked to Daphne again, giving that
impression that even naming Daphne might set her off. "What is yourrr name?"
Rather than taking a seat, Daphne walked around the table and the felinid to take an opportunity to study him. Her motion brought about thoughts of a shark circling its prey.
white fur, and was very young. Roughly the age that one would expect to
see in a corporal or petty officer 3rd. While he was young, he was not
inexperienced. The odd scar indicated that he had been in combat at
least a hand full of times. However, there was a huge difference in
combat experience and interrogation experience. To the senses of the
caitian, the young male was anxious. Possibly nervous about what kind of
interrogation would be coming. Or was it something else.... While he
most definately saw the human, no matter how cold and mean she made
herself to look, as nothing but a prey species- aka food. However, his
inexperience and youth could be turned against him, as could the absence
of complete confidence. He could be shaken, and in turn, pressed for
information.
Tr'Lawsh followed behind, calmly walking in and sitting at the table.
Her eyes repeatedly flicked to Daphne, as though Daphne were some sort
of dangerous animal that she could not trust for a moment. "Good
morrrning," said Tr'Lawsh. "I am Captain Tr'Lawsh of Clan Hrr'Ashal of
the Caitian Planetarrry Defense Forrrce. This is Commanderrr Arrress
of Starrrrfleet." Her eyes flicked to Daphne again, giving that
impression that even naming Daphne might set her off. "What is yourrr name?"
Rather than taking a seat, Daphne walked around the table and the felinid to take an opportunity to study him. Her motion brought about thoughts of a shark circling its prey.
He eyed the human, returning the harsh gaze. Turning to the Caitain, he
answered, [I am Horrrtha.]. His answer being roughly translated by the
UT.
"Horrrtha. Of the namelessss clan. Well, no matterrr. They would be
ssshamed by your capturrre anyway." Her hands folded on the table,
although she glanced at Daphne with slight nervousness, as though
wondering if the human would not appreciate this very felinid banter, and
if not, whether she would tolerate it. "Horrrtha, we arrre going to
asssk you sssome quessstionss. It isss in yourrr bessst interrressstss
to anssswerrrr them, and anssswerr trrruthfully." Her eyes flickered to
Daphne again, not afraid of her, but concerned that she would fly off the
handle any minute.
Horrrtha appeared to be slightly agitated by the Caitian's comments, but kept his emotions under control. He waited for what would happen next.
Daphne continued to circle, saying nothing. It was clear from the _expression_ on her face that she was holding back. She looked almost like she wanted to leap at the felinid.
"We know you and the otherrrss arrre parrrt of the cowarrrdly banditsss who
have been harrrassssing innocent people. We alssso know you arrre nothing
but mindless toolsss of yourrr massterrr. What isss it like? Living like
a canid? Doesss yourrrr masssterrr give you the ssscrrrapss, Horrrtha?"
Tr'Lawsh, of course, knew none of this, but she needed to test his limits,
set him on edge. If she could just get a tiny tidbit, she could exploit
it. He wasn't afraid of Daphne yet, but with even a scrap of information,
the pair of them could turn his anger into fear.
[It looks like you are the slave to these prey species.], Horrrtha answered refering to Daphne. [The Korrat theat us with honor. They have always been like a father to us. You could not possibly understand, as you are pets.] He continued defiantly.
have been harrrassssing innocent people. We alssso know you arrre nothing
but mindless toolsss of yourrr massterrr. What isss it like? Living like
a canid? Doesss yourrrr masssterrr give you the ssscrrrapss, Horrrtha?"
Tr'Lawsh, of course, knew none of this, but she needed to test his limits,
set him on edge. If she could just get a tiny tidbit, she could exploit
it. He wasn't afraid of Daphne yet, but with even a scrap of information,
the pair of them could turn his anger into fear.
[It looks like you are the slave to these prey species.], Horrrtha answered refering to Daphne. [The Korrat theat us with honor. They have always been like a father to us. You could not possibly understand, as you are pets.] He continued defiantly.
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