Short Story: CoRD, Broken Strands pt 4

The Chronicles of Revy Daidros

Introduction
Who is Revy Daidros?
Broken Strands: 1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 5 - 6 - 7 - 8 - 9
Rough and Tumble: The Rush
Rough and Tumble: Chasing the Prize
Rough and Tumble: Ransom
Remembrance: The Beginning
Remembrance: Graduation Day
Remembrance: Beloved
Remembrance: Data Trails


Broken Strands: Part 4, Interrogation

“Are you sure you haven’t found anything in her?”

The dark skinned Vherokior asks in a demanding tone. He stands in a military laboratory, talking with two others. Standing just shy of six feet, he wears a tribal rune-lined leather cloak and vestment, and seems to demand the respect of those in his company.

In the adjacent room, the thin Gallentean awaits word, pacing back and forth across the sterile room. She has been stripped of her belongings, her arms are folded and she looks toward the ceiling, shaking her head in frustration.

“No. Nothing. All scans have come back negative. Though she claims to have been having… episodes..”
The military doctor replies with skepticism apparent in his voice.

“I’ve seen it happen, its true. It seems as if she hears something when it happens. It nearly cripples her.”
Bastion replies.

“Well there is not much we can do for now. I recommend we keep her here, we need to monitor this if what she has revealed to us is true.”
The second doctor replies.

“Hah! She won’t stay here. And you have no authority to hold her. Federation Customs owes her…”
Bastion begins to protest in his captains favor, and is brusquely cut short.

“Federation Customs owes her nothing beyond the contracts that she has already fulfilled. Everything else is null and void after this. She will be kept here. And will be watched over. You have a problem with that, you escalate it to my superiors. See what they’ll tell you!”
The second doctor steps closer to the tall Minmatar.

The tall Vherokior is surprised by the sudden intrusion, anger welling up within him.

“So be it. I’ll go to your superiors. I expect her to be released in the next few hours, and you should expect to lose your job over this .”

Bastion approaches the glass and briefly looks thru to his captain. Although she can’t see him, she turns toward him as if she knows someone is watching. He then gathers her belongings and briskly leaves the room.

The two doctors wait until the sound of his boots echo down the adjacent hall, and then turn to look at each other.

“Well, contact Hyvris. We need to know what she knows…”
The doctor begins to walk towards the door to Revy’s cell, a syringe in hand. He stops short as the second doctor speaks up.

“We had better hurry, if the Vherokior holds the clout he thinks he does, she’ll be out of here in a few hours.”

“No… Hyvris will have his time with her. And he’ll get it out of her, the secrets shes not telling us. I’ll take care of Modros, he can’t go anywhere, I have already ordered the dismantling of the Odyssey.”

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