Kenny shuddered when Alyssa seemed to begin her interrogation bit. She started out kind, but then things took a turn for the worst for the tied up fellow. He spat at her and soon blood flowed freely from the new slit on the subject's nose. It was almost scary how strong she was, but the sight of her putting on brute force made Kenny all the more excited to learn more about her. To think, originally Kenny had thought she would charm him into telling them, but no, she was down right beating the info out of him.
Arcane took a turn and Kenny yet again was surprised, even his sweet new furry friend could be brutal. He watched the two go to work, surely the man would crack and end his torment. Sadly, he didn’t. He only cried out and kept the information sealed.
Kenny shook his head a last time and slicked his hair back, he was ready for his turn. “I’ll handle him hon, you did wonderful.” he caressed her masked cheek and smiled, as Arcane passed he gave the little dog a pat on the head, “You did well too boy.”
Upon standing Kenny’s mood seemed to have shifted, he looked at the pathetic heap of a man just barely able to slump in his chair hands and legs bounding him like he was a meager little worm of a man coated in his own crimson essence. Kenny hand reached out and gripped him by his hair, he was still conscious, good, good.
The lumbering brute, hand still locked on the man’s hair raised him up and immediately slammed his head against the nearest wall pinning it there as the tied gentleman struggled against Kenny’s grip. “Don’t you ever spit on her,” he would keep him there for a moment relishing the worm’s squirming about under the pressure.
“Who are you supposed to be? Her body gua-” Kenny didn’t give him time to finish, he doubled the man over his fist with a jab to his gut.
Kenny let him fall to the ground and knelt over him, he snatched the perp up by the back of his head and with as much restraint as he could muster he repeatedly smashed his elbow into the perps face. When the nose wound was open enough kenny jammed a thumb into the gash and twisted it about, driving his thumb as deep as he could there were screams of agony and begs for mercy, but the sound that got the raven hair to stop was “I’LL TELL, I’LL TELL.” Kenny pulled his thumb out and looked down at him.
He picked him up by his collar made him look at Alyssa, “Apologize.”
“I am sorry mam…” he spoke through the blood filling his mouth.
“Is that good enough?” he looked up at her.