Yeah, it was just luck. Good. "Now why did that frighten you so much...?" Reka wonders aloud. "Tell me what happened. I won't harm you."
Spoiler: intelligence 89 As the woman shrunk and started shaking, a whimper escaping a bound woman, Reka realised that the policewoman misunderstood her words. The policewoman took what Reka said as a threat and introduction, that Reka would be hacking heads... and, well, she was not entirely incorrect in her assumption.
Reka sighs. "No, I'm not asking that to taunt you or intimidate you. I'm not going to just ride around killing random people--I don't do shit like that without a very good reason. All the threats I've made have been limited to punishing you directly for disobeying me. No reason for that to change." I would consider going after their companions if I was at war against them with an army at my back, but I don't have nearly enough men for that to work. Hoping that mollifies the officer, Reka continues. "I want to know if you've heard anything because I have one or two scores to settle with people who use those sorts of weapons. That's all."
The policewoman seemed to hesitate for a moment, not sure of herself and Reka's intentions. "There was a case of a man axing his entire family a few months back..." The woman said slowly, unsure if that was what Reka wanted...
[Not much to say here.] "That's a start. Tell me more." Reka prompts the officer. Doubt it's anyone I know.
The woman nods. "Well... the husband, a long time employer of a company, got fired. He went balistic and used fire-ax to kill his entire family, his wife and sons. He was eventually gunned down, his body was creamated..." Reka asked fe more questions, but any other stories the policewoman had to share, non of them were about immortals.
"He killed his own kin? Erlik take him!" Reka clenches her fists as a wave of anger washes over her, passing in mere seconds. Nothing useful. No surprise there, she thinks after composing herself. "I appreciate the information. It's not about the people I'm after, but it still shows how cooperative you are, pet." Reka thinks for a second, staring off to the abandoned factory's metal wall. "What's your name, slave? You've been good enough to deserve one."
The woman nodded her head as if satisfied with something. "My name is Nora. My friend is Julia." She gave the names. He body shivered a little - her nipples were errect. The day was starting and it was getting warmer, but it was still a little cold inside the steel structure.
"So, Nora, are you just cold, or do those hard tits mean you had another kind of reward in mind?" Reka japes, the chill in the air having done the same to her own exposed pair. "I'll start a fire before nightfall so you don't freeze too much, assuming we stay here. Or, maybe I'll have you two warm my partner and I up instead." She looks the officer up and down. "It would be nice to go somewhere with beds and a shower, but that's not really an option with you two." When did I get so soft that I complain about sleeping on the ground? "You'll have food as soon as my second gets back too. That might be a few more hours, though."
Nora frowned, a light blush covering her cheeks. She opened her mouth, to answer. "Wha-" "Are you suggesting to beat her tips red, to warm her up?" A tired and hoarse voice interrupted Nora. It seemed that the blond policewoman came to. "What exactly do you intend to do with us?" Julia asked, her voice somewhat tired. Her question seemed to scare Nora, as she looked almost panicked.
Reka gives Nora a rueful smile before walking around to Julia. She speaks loudly enough to be heard by both women. "Good, you're awake again. As I've already told your friend, I will only punish you for disobedience, so no, I won't be whipping her unless she gives me a reason to." A look of regret leaves her face as quickly as it appeared. "We brought the two of you along for a few reasons. One, to get information. Two, my partner said something about wanting to get back at the one who shot her. Three, your car became our best getaway and we needed you with us just in case that went wrong. Four, you're still useful hostages. Five, I just like taking pretty things." Reka laughs before growing serious. "I don't know how long I'll want to keep you, but I won't kill you. None of that leaving you for dead in the wilderness shit either. I can't do that to one of my own, and, as my prisoners, you are mine." She reaches past Julia to give Nora a comforting pat on the shoulder, recognizing that the white-haired woman needs to be kept calm.
The arguments have clearly calmed Nora down. Julia shook her head. "You are delusional." She said, her voice tired. "I will enjoy it, when they finally catch you and put you with a life sentence in jail."
Life sentence! That's funny. I would just find a way to die, get taken to whatever passes as their doctor, and escape from there, so maybe it is a life sentence. Reka grins at Julia. "Life in prison? For stealing from a store and abducting you? No, it would be only a decade or two. Maybe thirty years if I'm unlucky." Her face falls neutral again. "If anyone's delusional, it's you for thinking I would ever be caught. I've evaded people like you for years. Why do you think you're any different when I've already got you chained to a pole?" She taunts.
As she finished speaking, she knew she had one out of the blond. Julia glared at her, then she straightened a little - Spit! A spit landed on Reka's face, and the blond policewoman looked at her angrily and with some kind of satisfaction. "Go to hell!"
"No, I can't see Tamag. Erlik won't have me. He keeps sending me back here every time someone tries to send me to him," Reka glibly replies. She collects as much of the saliva running down her face as she can in her hand. "Here, you can have this back, cunt!" The immortal presses her palm into Julia's face, spreading the spittle all over the bound woman's visage. "You already owe twenty more lashes, you know, since you passed out before finishing the set. You just earned even more suffering." Reka's hand finally slides down, gripping Julia's throat. "With how you reacted earlier, I think you might actually get off on the pain if I let you. Too bad you're too much of a bitch to deserve an orgasm." I wish I had my fucking strap-on with me. Patience, Reka. Just wait until Sofia's back. Reka retrieves the cloth she was wearing as a breast binding from the floor and cuts off a piece of the fabric. Looking over the strip of material in her hands, she returns to Julia. The Hun uses the white fabric as a gag, tying the officer's head to the pole and making it more difficult for her to speak, let alone spit at her captor's faces. "I thought about spitting back, but you're the kind of slut who would enjoy that, I'm sure. Instead, I'll just make you drool all over yourself while I watch for a little while."
Reka continued toying and playing with the two, for a couple of more hours, until finally, she heard the engine. As she carefully looked outside, she noticed that Sofia was just returning. The biker woman, still in police uniform, parked the car in the building and got out. "I'm back!" She called.
Reka wraps her arms around Sofia, careful to avoid jostling the wounded arm, and kisses her hello. "Did everything go alright, officer? Let me help you unload." True to her word, the immortal goes to remove the contents of the car, placing them on the floor. "There isn't a table around here, is there?"
"Yup!" Sofia said happily. "I have cash, food and even some toys~" She said as she opened the trunk of the car, showing several bags. "And nope, there is no table - I do have some blankets, through."
"Good. Just so you know, the white-haired one is Nora. She's been very cooperative. Scares easy. The blond is Julia. She's a rebellious cunt, but I'm not sure if that's because she's actually defiant or if she likes pain. Either way, she's getting punished." Reka lowers her voice to avoid being heard by the actual policewomen while moving the bags to the concrete floor. "Did you pay Mason off too? She was kind enough to shelter us. I don't want to fuck her over."
"The one who shot me? Oh, I will give her a reason to fear, alright~" Sofie's grin looked sadistic. She then snorted. "Of course, I paid her off. How else do you think she would let me have so many nice toys?" She opened a bag showing dildos, vibrators, strap-ons, whips, clamps, cuffs, gags... that were on the surface of the bag."
