Platinum Blade - AOT x OC

Chapter XVIII - Kiara's Offer, and Diamond

The tip of Natasha's cigarette hissed softly as it touched the ash tray, the sparks instantly fizzling out. There was a subtle smoke smell lingering in the room that was immediately noticeable the moment you walked into the captain's office. Her wooden desk in the centre of the room was cluttered with books and papers hanging off the edge, and proudly standing in the top right corner was a bottle of Stohess whiskey - one that most people could only dream of owning.

Within the room with her was Farlan Church who stood sternly beside her desk, and Kiara Hartmann who was opposite Natasha while fully chained up to a wooden chair.

"...Any reason I'm being tied up to a chair like this?" Kiara asked with a pretend and playful innocence in her voice. "I feel like I'm a victim of this weird dominatrix fetish you have going on..."

"..." Natasha ignored her, now reaching for a stack of old sheets in her desk.

"So, am I going to get an answer from either of you?" Kiara tried her luck again, smirking mockingly towards the two Scouts. "This quiet sexual tension is sexy, don't get me wrong, but I'd prefer some clarity if we're going to be having a three-way..."

Farlan was visibly getting slightly irritated by her taunts, but Natasha remained composed throughout. As the Captain gathered some more sheets and papers from her desk, she shuffled them into place in front of her and aligned them into the order she desired.

Noticing the frustration painted on Farlan's face, Kiara decided to push his buttons a little further:

"What's taking you so long to find in that drawer? Sex toys?"

"Gross..." Farlan whispered under his breath, weirded out.

"If you're having trouble deciding, gags and strap-ons aren't really my 'thing'... but... I wouldn't mind taking 'it' from handsome guy like you ♡ " she said with a suggestive head tilt and seductive wink. "I'll let you be my first-"

Natasha's silver dagger suddenly whizzed past Kiara's head, trimming a single strand of hair off the side of her head and then jamming itself into the wall behind.

"Enough of this," Natasha warned, narrowing her eyes at the detained cadet. "You're not getting anywhere with this."

"Oh? That was kinda hot..." Kiara grinned mischievously, unflinching at the dagger Natasha threw at her. "I change my mind. The strap-on is fine~"

Instead of reacting, Natasha ignored her and picked up the first sheet of paper to look over it. "Let's cut to the chase," she sternly announced. "Kiara Hartmann, 19 years old, ex-mercenary with a history of extreme violence."

"..." the girl finally stayed quiet, with her familiar blissful smile spread across her face.

"Before we proceed, I want to inform you that you have 79 criminal cases under your name. I will be addressing each case individually. Please state your plea when I call out your case."

Kiara raised an eyebrow. "What is this? A court case?"

"Though while I am a Scout captain, I also have been given the rights to question individuals like yourself who... 'misbehave'..." Natasha said, flicking through a couple more sheets of paper. "We'll discuss how you managed to avoid us for so long later, but let's beginning with the questioning, shall we?"

"Of course, beautiful Captain~"

Natasha opened up her notebook, but not before lighting another cigarette and balancing it between her lips.

"Kiara Hartmann... how do you plead to the following accusations?" the captain began, dipping the nib of her quill into the ink pot. "Your first ever recorded offence dated back 9 years ago on the 15th of March. You illegally infiltrated into the premises of Royal Palace, stole a priceless jewel worth over 300 million, and proceeded to knockout 17 members of the Military Police. How do you plead?"