Nov 24, 2023 18:14:27 GMT -5
Post by Myojin on Nov 24, 2023 18:14:27 GMT -5
The Red Ribbon welcomed Myojin with open arms and to return the gesture, the demon welcomed the Red Ribbon with her own arms spread apart, wide open to hug the giant corporation with the biggest hug she could give... before she'd slowly move her arms up to its neck and give it a generous squeeze and watch it desperately scramble to yank itself free from the demon's gasp. Ahh... how wonderful would it be to witness life drain from its eyes bit by bit and its body transitioning to a limp state. Myojin could feel the joy of a body going cold as she'd gently hold the corpse, almost comforting it. How poetic and... peaceful would it be. She was not at the level, but one day... just one day, it will come to her. She will make sure of it.
Myojin's changeover to the Red Ribbon was very recent added with her arrival back to Earth after receiving orders from her true faction, the PTO, for intel. The Red Ribbon Army, one of the the planet's well known corporations, was the perfect getup for her to help blend into the crowd. Just a woman who loves serving for what's right and advancing the Earth who found her way into the Red Ribbon Army. She had the skills to be a lethal soldier and the... "suave" to be versatile for almost any operation, and she proved herself to be as such.
In a short-lived experience of proving herself, Myojin build a reputation that was all but reputable... although it depended on who asked. Some may consider to be an effective operative who knew how to get the job done. Others? Well, they believed she was too violent, chaotic, and generally unfit to work for the Red Ribbon Army. Those same individuals would collectively agree with the idea of locking her up in an institution where she'd be monitored every single second. With abilities like her, it'd be an impossible challenge to take... but a challenge Myojin would welcome regardless, even if it costed her life. Spreading despair was a delight, but being the one in despair? A sweet, sweet wet dream.
This time, her ability in interrogation was put to the test. Myojin was here to investigate, or for now hold an interview. She sat in the grim interrogation room. The only source of light that shined in the eerie are was a single headlight that hung above the table. Right across the table to the side was a camera, ready to record as she awaited for her star of the show to arrive. She sat on a chair, both feet casually laid on top of the table with a folder in her hand. Myojin's head tilted to the side out of pure curiosity as she skimmed through the documents.
Hmm... "Case #4612-34", the folder read. The content in it was sparse. Not much Myojin could work with, in other words. Pity as it would've gave her some sort of advantage... do some research like the upstanding operative she was who'd never resort to torturous methods and mentally rip someone apart, shred by shred, particle by particle. Nonetheless the demon wasn't going to change a thing in how she'd went about carrying out the interrogation. The only thing she had to do was be herself.
There were just a few things she knew and made out from this case. It was based around a group called the Ki-Wielder Task Force, also informally known as Blacksite. A senator, more specifically Brian Twomey, was involved in the mix, and a connection between him and a supply barge decimated into nothing more than pure ruins. Odd. Not like she cared too much, given her real objective on this planet, but it was strange that a powerful and notable figure would dare try to pull something as brass and risky as ordering a shot down on the supply barge. ...But Myojin would do the same. Not out of anything significant, but just for the shits and giggles. Just thinking about it made the demon chuckle uncontrollably to herself.
Finally, came the star of the show, the real center of attention, and of course, the guest star of her own: ABAS. Based on how Myojin would pronounce it, the AS was similar to Ass. For her sake of being able to recall her oh so special guest, he'd be referred to Ass. Ass was said to be a bio-android, but the origin of this creature was left out. Even better for Myojin to guess what the fuck's going on. Loved it! Asides from the minimal biography for Myojin to study, Ass was then allegedly involved in the explosion of a rogue Red Ribbon faction's base. The question was why? What was the gain?
...But these what-ifs and questions were getting tedious to ponder over as she patiently waited.
"Boooooring!" Myojin dramatically sighed and casually tossed the files on the ground, papers scattered all over the floor. Well, she was the one that took charge of this investigation, so she was going to do things her way, and her way only.
And if Ass didn't want to comply, she'll be sure he'll make her squirm under her secret weapon: bug spray. For a bug looking creature, there was always a bug spray. It'd most likely not kill him, but... anything to make him talk. And she was going to make sure she got her answers.
No.
Matter.
What.
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