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Oct. 6th, 2014 01:52 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
equalmeasureHow thoughtful of our captors to provide us with a means of communication.
[There's no video feed to accompany the message, but it's not necessary -- even without it, it's plain that the young woman on the other end is incredibly irate. As bad days go, she's certain she's had worse, objectively -- nobody has stabbed this time around, something that usually goes hand-in-hand with her waking up somewhere unfamiliar, but this time, it's not about her. She's angry on someone else's behalf, something that's entirely new for her in its own way.]
I suppose I should be grateful, modern technology does make this sort of thing so much easier. Now, as no one saw fit to answer me while I dragged myself through those bloody caves beneath this mansion of yours, I'll ask again: whoever is responsible, you and I are due to have words.
[The sort of words that are generally followed by very real physical violence, in this case. Aggressive negotiations, if you will.]
I assure you that I'm no stranger to making demands and doing what I must in order to get my way -- and believe me when I say that involving my niece in this mess, whatever it is you're playing at, was your first mistake, and one you'll come to regret. Tell me where Hope is and no one needs to get hurt.
[A flat-out lie, of course. She'll put her fist through the first person she sees once Hope is safe, but of course, that's not the sort of thing that inspires people to be helpful.]
Hold out on me, and you'll see just how unpleasantly creative I can be. There's no reason to make a defenseless child a part of your game.
[There's no video feed to accompany the message, but it's not necessary -- even without it, it's plain that the young woman on the other end is incredibly irate. As bad days go, she's certain she's had worse, objectively -- nobody has stabbed this time around, something that usually goes hand-in-hand with her waking up somewhere unfamiliar, but this time, it's not about her. She's angry on someone else's behalf, something that's entirely new for her in its own way.]
I suppose I should be grateful, modern technology does make this sort of thing so much easier. Now, as no one saw fit to answer me while I dragged myself through those bloody caves beneath this mansion of yours, I'll ask again: whoever is responsible, you and I are due to have words.
[The sort of words that are generally followed by very real physical violence, in this case. Aggressive negotiations, if you will.]
I assure you that I'm no stranger to making demands and doing what I must in order to get my way -- and believe me when I say that involving my niece in this mess, whatever it is you're playing at, was your first mistake, and one you'll come to regret. Tell me where Hope is and no one needs to get hurt.
[A flat-out lie, of course. She'll put her fist through the first person she sees once Hope is safe, but of course, that's not the sort of thing that inspires people to be helpful.]
Hold out on me, and you'll see just how unpleasantly creative I can be. There's no reason to make a defenseless child a part of your game.
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