CrazyUmbra: FEEDBACK: You can put those on or we can make this difficult. I'd rather not have
to mess you up. *the second man walks in, same uniform and is looking very unsteady*
MiyaKnight: Miya looks at the cuffs.. looks at FAROUT then back at FEEDBACK.. giving a
slight smirk.. "I'm sorry.. you must have me confused with someone who has no brain. Leave, or I'll
not take this as a joke."
CrazyUmbra: *Another man (REVERB) has snuck in through the window, rather silently (sound
control is a good thing)* (FEED) Very well Miss Knight. *throws a knife at her, trying to keep her
attention on him, and not on REVERB*
MiyaKnight: Miya surprisingly.. or maybe not surprisingly since they know all about her.. catches
the knife and twirls it around in her hand so that she's holding it in the right position for fighting.. She
also, as quick as lightning dives to her side.. ''Maybe you didn't hear me right.. I said.. leave."
CrazyUmbra: *FEEDBACK: Well thats a shame. *he is moving cautiously forward, taking a few
easily blockable punches, just to test her defenses* *FAROUT seems to be trying to concentrate*
*There is a sonic roar from the back-left of Miya as REVERB releases his power at her*
MiyaKnight: "Gah!" She exclaims as the deafening roar causes her to stagger.. She jumps and dives
and somersaults over and behind FAROUT.. her reflexes and agility incomparable to anyone here,
she quickly slices.. or attempts to slice, FAROUT's throat. Yes, she can be very dangerous at times.
CrazyUmbra: FAROUT: Ahhhhhh! Most heinous. *he tried to dodge and was a bit slow, though
the cut on his throat is not that thick* (FEED): #%*?%*!!! Weatherman, this is Riot Squad.
Farout's down. Backup would be appreciated. . .*there is a faint buzzing sound as if to reply to
FEED* *REVERB fires another blast of sonic energy at MIYA, this time, not to injure so much as
stun by making her nasesus*
MiyaKnight: MIYA staggers.. eyeing REVERB.. of course, there's no one else who could be
responsible for the sonic attack.. Despite the roiling in her stomach, she sucks it in and fights.
There's no way she's going to give up. She knows those uniforms. She even wore one once. And
that's something she doesn't care to remember. She's slowed somewhat by the neauseousness(sp?),
but not very much.. She runs.. making a dodging pattern and swipes the blade at REVERB when she
gets close.
CrazyUmbra: *REVERB, seeing what had happened to FAROUT, goes on full dodge, getting a
few slashes but nothing fatal* *FAROUT's body is shimmering* *FEEDBACK
CrazyUmbra: (ack) *FEEDBACK meanwhile is watching MIYA's movements carefully and sets
himself up for an attack*
MiyaKnight: MIYA twirls the bloody blade in her hand and does a fast series of kicks and
punches/swipes.. including a few roundhouses and sweep kicks at REVERB.. MIYA keeps a watch
on FEEDBACK through the corner of her eye.. not paying attention to FAROUT right now.
CrazyUmbra: *FAROUT is gone, teleported away* *REVERB is blocking and dodging as best he
can, the only reason he's up still is the fact his armor absorbs a percentage of teh damage*
*FEEDBACK moves much closer, and there is a shimmer around his body* Time to go home
Miya. *attacks with a small series of kicks*
MiyaKnight: MIYA is good.. she blocks both men's attacks.. but FEEDBACK's don't feel like
flesh.. harder.. more solid.. geez.. this means she probaly won't have any affect on him when she tries
to fight back. She backs up and does a twirl dodge from one of his kicks.. hoping to get behind and
at a good attacking position against REVERB.
CrazyUmbra: *There is a soft sound of a whirring generator and at the other end of the room is a
small robot with some sort of cannon* *REVERB is in prime position and he knows it. He lets
loose a blast hoping to deter MIYA from him. FEEDBACK meanwhile throwing a series of
punches trying to get her on the defensive*
MiyaKnight: Miya grunts through clenched teeth as REVERB's attack makes her stagger back..
and then FEEDBACK makes her defend herself.. every now and then she tries to slice him with the
knife, but knowing that he's protected somehow and that it's useless. She hears something.. and her
heart races.. No.. She's NOT going back.. she'd die first.
CrazyUmbra: *REVERB has fallen from bloodloss* *the robot fires a volley of concussive force at
FEEDBACK and MIYA, not caring if both are struck* *FEEDBACK staggers from this but
quickly recovers due to his forcefield*
MiyaKnight: MIYA dodges.. dodges.. dodges.. slowing down because of exhaustion.. "Argh!" She
shouts as a blast knocks her down.. She tries to dodge more.. tries to get away.. She gets up and
runs for the window.. gets hit in the back with another blast... She falls to the floor.. struggling
uselessly to get up again..
CrazyUmbra: *FEEDBACK looks down at MIYA* Sorry hun. Its nothing personal. *kicks at
MIYA's sides* *The robot has stopped firing btw*
MiyaKnight: Miya clenches her teeth together.. she's not giving FEEDBACK the satisfaction to
hear her cry out. She tries to get up.. again... but her arms feel like jello.. and her legs doubly so.
CrazyUmbra: Stay down hun. Its easier on everyone this way. *kicks again*
MiyaKnight: Miya grunts when his kick hits her already bruised and battered side.. She growls
through her gritted teeth.. "I'd rather die you (insert your favorite insult here)"
CrazyUmbra: Sorry hun. We need you alive. *he grins and stomps at her back, to force her
down*
MiyaKnight: Miya collapses down.. everything hurts.. She blinks away the blackness of
unconciousness.. She breathes raggedly.. someone managed to bust her lip because a small trickle of
blood drips onto the carpet. She isn't going down a whining loser.. she scoffs.. ouch.. that hurt her
side. "you got more than ya bargained for.. " She manages the say in a very hoarse voice
CrazyUmbra: I know. And they like that. *snickt snickt, he hand cuffs her and picks her up*
Weatherman, this is Riot Squad. Return us to base. Target is in custody. *About twenty seconds
later, FEEDBACK, MIYA and the robot are in a large room (about 100' x 40')* *Two techs rush
over to the robot while FEEDBACK begins walking down a labyrnth of corridors untill he reaches
"Reprogamming". After a moment of conferring with the guards and showing his papers, two men
take Miya and carry her to a padded 15' x 15' room with no furniture*
MiyaKnight: Miya lies there... and the fear suddenly grips her.. She shivers on the inside.. did the
sign she read say.. reprogramming? Dear Lord... No... No.. Not when she managed to find
happiness.. Takashi.. She glares at where the men had exited the room.. and she remains there.. still..
nothing.. no screaming.. no shouting.. not even any tears. She does all her weeping on the inside.
She will not let these people see her cry.
CrazyUmbra: (15 hours later. . . .) *The room is really uncomfortable. About 90 degrees and its
humid in the room too* *A small man in a little labcoat walks into the room* Good evening. Please
sit down on the bed. My name is Gerald Walker, I will be your counselor.
MiyaKnight: Miya remains where she is.. giving Gerald a look that would make the strongest of
men shudder.. "You mean reprogrammer.. I'll be damned if these bastards want to counsel me."
CrazyUmbra: *Looks at Miya with mild annoyance* No, if I was your reprogrammer, you would
be strapped down, on several drugs and in severe pain. I'm your friend. I don't want to hurt you.
So please, sitt on the bed. Otherwise I can't give you food.
MiyaKnight: Miya sits on the bed.. but only because she wants to. "Not many Organization folk
are my friends anyway, Doc.. don't get pissed if it don't work with me." She winces.. The cut on her
lip isn't really doing that well. Neither are her other injuries. 90 degrees in humid air isn't really that
good for it either. Especially with her sweating salt into her wounds.
CrazyUmbra: Well I am. So please sit down. *he pulls out what looks to be a turkey sub with
mayo and lettuce* I was told you hadn't eaten since you got here. *looks at her with concern* Did
anyone treat your wounds? *he seems sincere. .*
MiyaKnight: "No one treated my wounds, and no.. I haven't eaten." She states.. licking a drop of
sweat before it falls onto her split lip.
CrazyUmbra: Would you like treatment or food? I'm not your enemy Miya. I'm here to help you.
Right now, I'm the only friend you have here.
MiyaKnight: Miya gives him a sardonic grin.. "Whatever you say, pal. You sayin I can't have both.
Figures. treatment then. I can go without food."
CrazyUmbra: No, I'm a human being Miya. I was asking if you had a preference for order. *He
pulls a small medical kit out of his briefcase* I don't have many things with me but they don't trust
you with anything sharp right now. . .You almost killed Alexander. *starts wiping away the blood
with a damp rag* Please don't make it hard on yourself. I really don't want to see you get hurt.
MiyaKnight: Miya chuckles.. "Good.. I don't really take too kindly to people
breaking $500 doors" It's a joke.. a feable one really. But one must contain a healthy sense of
humor to survive situations like this right? She winces a little as he dabs at her wounds with the rag.
CrazyUmbra: Its just a door after all right? It can be replaced. *continues cleaning the wounds and
bandages them up* *It doesn't feel quite so hot or humid in here anymore. . .must be your
imagination* I don't know what they want specifically of you. All I can do is implore you to do
what they say. For your sake as well as mine.
MiyaKnight: "Doc, you don't take to sarcasm much do you? I could care less about the friggin
door.. I like my freedom.. I know what these guys want.. and I ain't givin it to 'em." She says as she
ponders the temperature of the room.
CrazyUmbra: Well I'm sure if you do what they want then they will give you your freedom when its
all over. Please, listen to them. *offers the turkey sandwhich, which, coincidentally enough has been
laced with hallucenagenic drugs*
MiyaKnight: Miya takes the sandwich and looks at it.. opens it up to see the lettuce.. meat.. she
sniffs it.. Do you think she'd do something like eat something they'd give her right away? She touches
the mayo with her fingertip and sniffs it under her nose. "Yeah right.. nab me when I'm a kid, take
my childhood away, make me kill people I don't know.. nice life. I'm surprised I'm not on the
Lifestyles of the Rich and Famous show."
CrazyUmbra: Sarcasm wont get you very far with them Miya. I have read your file and I'm sorry
those things happened. But it isn't my fault. *the room feels warmer and more humid* Please don't
make me suffer for what they did. *sighs and gets up* You're not hungry? *starts putting his first
aid kit away*
MiyaKnight: Miya tears the sandwich in half.. "Show me some good faith.. and then I'll trust ya.
Eat with me." She fans herself..
CrazyUmbra: *he looks at her confused and then shrugs* Alright. But if Trisha baked one of her
famous pies for me tonight, I may have to blame you. *he smiles and takes the offered piece and
bites into it*
MiyaKnight: Miya waits a bit.. She takes a nibble off a piece of lettuce to appease -him- into
thinking she's going to eat the whole thing.. But Miya's not an idiot. She's watching the good doctor
with a close eye before she eats the whole sandwich.
CrazyUmbra: *he gingerly eats the the entire half, patting a slight beer gut* Not bad if I do say so
myself. I love mayo, dont you? *he isn't watching her that closely*
MiyaKnight: "Yeah.. sandwich isn't a sandwich without the crafy zing of Kraft's Miracle Whip" She
quotes.. She just eats a little of some extending lettuce.. Continuing to watch him... If nothing
happens within the next few minutes, her stomach tells her it wants some food.. badly.
CrazyUmbra: Nothing happens at all to him (almost as if they had foreseen this and built up his
immunity to the drugs :p). I heard you got married. Congratulations? I've been married myself for
almost ten years now. *beams a bit* My little girl Angela is going to be 8 this July. *After about
ten minutes, Miya will feel very ill*
MiyaKnight: Miya drops the sandwich.. hugging herself a bit.. She blinks a few times.. trying to
understand.. she was so careful.. she just ate lettuce.. what if she had eaten the whole sandwich? She
shakes her head.. Calling the Organization by their "rightful" names and claiming each one of them
has no father..
CrazyUmbra: *Some of Miya's worst memories about killing people start to flood into her mind*
(Be glad she only nibbled :p) Miya? Are you alright? *Gerald's face has melted away into that of a
man Miya killed about 5 years ago, and then it melts even further to a skull* Do you need help?
*A skeletal hand touches her shoulder*
MiyaKnight: "No..." She shivers.. she pushes Gerald away from her.. sliding off the bed and away
from him.. "I didn't mean to.. I didn't want to.. No.. leave me alone.." She can't help it.. She wants to
be strong and tell them to go -bleep- themselves.. but it's too real.. too real..
CrazyUmbra: *more and more people appear to join the skull, all of them old victims, all of them
whispering things in her head* "You're too dangerous to yourself and others. . . Takashi will be the
next one you kill . . Your hands are bloody no matter how often you wash them. . .You are a killer. .
. ." All of these things are more can be heard coming from the crowd that is slowly converging on
her. . . .
MiyaKnight: MIYA knows.. knows it's a hallucination.. but it doesn't make it any less painful or
true.. she does beleive these things.. the thoughts have been buried back there in the back of her
head. She backs away from them.. trying to anyway.. inching herself in the corner of the cell..
"Damn the -bleeping-ing Oganization! Stupid drugs.." she shakes her head and slowly slides down
the wall into a huddle.. her knees up to her chest, her eyes clenched shut, and her hands over her
ears.. "You're doing this.. stop it.. stop it.. stop it.."
CrazyUmbra: *the faces of the people Miya has killed seem all the more vivid when she closes her
eyes. They all tell of how she killed them and then fall to the ground, their body disentigrateing,
leaving a pool of blood. The pool gets larger and larger untill Miya is drowning in the blood of her
victims* *then, the hallucinations are gone. She's in the same room., Dr. Gerald is gone*
MiyaKnight: Miya "awakens" with a start.. her eyes jerk open and she sees the ceiling of the cell..
She bolts up into an upright position.. looking around.. wincing at the soreness of her shoulder.. her
mind is groggy.. Damn them.. She's shaky.. and she hugs herself to stop the shaking
CrazyUmbra: *Dr. "Gerald" walks into the room* Good morning. My name is Alexander
Tiscovich. I'm going to be your counselor. How are you? Did you sleep well?