To Hell and Back

Part 18

Z- By the next evening, a female machine, one of the planes that had fetched Kara earlier, returns, rattling the bars of her cell in order to wake the vamp. "Up, command wants to see you." she growls, opening the cell and holding it open.

Hearing the rattle, the others awaken, aside from Vlad, who hadn't seemed to have slept, simply sitting on his bunk and giving the German a death glare. Manny seems a bit sluggish, rubbing his eyes sleepily, while Toki stretches himself out.

S- Kara awoke to the rattling of the bars and narrowed her eyes. She had been expecting another meeting though she had hoped to avoid it. The last meeting she was threatened with her second worst fear.

"Oh goodie I was so looking forward to another chat", Kara said standing up and walking towards the female machine returning the scowl in kind.

Jarrod looked concerned as Kara was taken away and glanced at the others.

"You think she'll be alright", Jarrod asked. 

Z- The plane simply rolls her eyes in response, before leading her out into the hallway, at first seeming to head the same way as earlier, before taking a turn, heading towards the officer quarters.

"It's Kara we're talking about... I'd be more worried about the boats." Manny responds, not seeming too worried about the English vamp. After their time working together, he didn't have any doubt that she could hold her own, especially in situations such as these. Not having heard Bayern's threat likely helped with that as well.

S- Kara was a bit surprised to find herself being moved in a direction this time around but she said nothing as she was escorted to the officer quarters. She was mentally preparing herself for another interrogation.

Jarrod seemed to not in agreement as he leaned against the wall of his cell unsure. While it was true Kara was no damsel in distress by any stretch of the imagination she was still alone against who knows how many machines if they got violent. Though he supposed that was the grim reality of war. If it came to that she would have to take the punishment just like the rest of them would have to. There was no helping it in this situation.

"I guess your right.....well if anyone could handle it it would be her", Jarrod said. 

Z- The plane takes her into an officer's cabin, where Bayern is sitting alone at a table, multiple plates of food by him, accompanied by a glass of wine, and another of what appears to be oil. Across from him, there was another seat, with another wineglass on the table, though it seemed to contain blood, judging by the smell. "Ah, I'm glad you took my invitation. Take a seat, Agent." He seems... eerily calm, as the plane leaves the two alone, the ship calmly continuing to eat... an excessive amount, not unlike what Bis had displayed.

"Worry about us, if things go south, I'd say we'll be the ones paying for it." Vlad adds, blandly.

S- Kara looked at the scene inside the officers cabin and across at Bayern who seemed eerily calm. This was a technique she had seen plenty of times. Sometimes interrogators would attempt to calm the person or coax them into saying something rather than obtaining it brutally. Still something about the boat had her on edge.

"Don't think I had much of a choice in accepting it or not luv.....but if you want to wine and dine me I'm certainly not going to protest", Kara said as she took a seat.