
~A few hours before the prisoner transfer...~
The man in his quiet office, his projector showing him all, all but the Flame that had entered the room unnoticed. With a sudden sound the man turned to the Flame, large, even for a Hellsguard. The Roe smiled as the little man exhaled in relief, "You frightened me sir." The Roe moved to sit opposite the hyur at the desk, "Enjoying your toys I see." The little man sneered, "No that damn Ryder is ruining my fun. I was enjoying watching that cat be skinned..... but I am as always grateful you have gone so far to help me sir. People I shared my story with always thought me petty, but you have gone to such lengths to help me get back at them."
The Hellsguard stood, his massive form seemed to fill the very room, "Not at all Lieutenant, it was my pleasure. And as for petty... you applied to join them many times, sought to be made their second in command, your scores were academically higher then most of the Wings, your family connections and wealth has in your life gotten you everything you wanted.... except your chance to play a spy." The hyur looked confused, "Sir?" The huge Flame laughed, "Seven hells man.... its not just the petty wranglings of a spoiled rich boy.. its Sun-Bat shit crazy." The Roe began to laugh harder, supporting his large frame on the desk, the angry midlander stood up, "What are you saying!?! How dare you! With a word from my father yo....." he froze silent as the Roe stopped laughing and was in a split second in his face, his massive hand on the man's face, lifting him in the air.
"You see, this... this right here is why you were never put in the Wings. That ego of your's wouldn't work in that unit. That Captain may have a good rep as a gentleman, but I have read reports of how his temper can get away from him." The little man's muffled screams pleaded for mercy. The larger Flame spoke softly, "Now, now, here you though you the mastermind, and just a pawn. Such a sad day for you. I would assume with that brain of your's you would have caught on when ol'Ryder said he was going to hunt the guy behind this. Now we gave you this tech to play with, but we can't let your ego get you caught by that old fox and have him follow the trail to me and my superiors, or twelve forbid, the Prince himself." As the roe began to squeeze the hyur flailed, "No little man, there will be no glory for you. You will be found murdered in an alley, you must have gotten drunk and pissed off an handsome roe." As he laughed at his own humor, the little man stopped flailing and grew still.
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~The Present - The Hanger~
As the captives and their handlers waited in the wide and hot hanger, there approached a Hellsguard Flame, and his men, "Ah.... the legendary Red Wings. I am sorry to meet you like this. I was often impressed by your exploits, a shame really. Anyway... I am Flame Captain Steel River. And though you are to be my prisoners, you will find it a lighter experience to what you have seen up to this point."
The man in his quiet office, his projector showing him all, all but the Flame that had entered the room unnoticed. With a sudden sound the man turned to the Flame, large, even for a Hellsguard. The Roe smiled as the little man exhaled in relief, "You frightened me sir." The Roe moved to sit opposite the hyur at the desk, "Enjoying your toys I see." The little man sneered, "No that damn Ryder is ruining my fun. I was enjoying watching that cat be skinned..... but I am as always grateful you have gone so far to help me sir. People I shared my story with always thought me petty, but you have gone to such lengths to help me get back at them."
The Hellsguard stood, his massive form seemed to fill the very room, "Not at all Lieutenant, it was my pleasure. And as for petty... you applied to join them many times, sought to be made their second in command, your scores were academically higher then most of the Wings, your family connections and wealth has in your life gotten you everything you wanted.... except your chance to play a spy." The hyur looked confused, "Sir?" The huge Flame laughed, "Seven hells man.... its not just the petty wranglings of a spoiled rich boy.. its Sun-Bat shit crazy." The Roe began to laugh harder, supporting his large frame on the desk, the angry midlander stood up, "What are you saying!?! How dare you! With a word from my father yo....." he froze silent as the Roe stopped laughing and was in a split second in his face, his massive hand on the man's face, lifting him in the air.
"You see, this... this right here is why you were never put in the Wings. That ego of your's wouldn't work in that unit. That Captain may have a good rep as a gentleman, but I have read reports of how his temper can get away from him." The little man's muffled screams pleaded for mercy. The larger Flame spoke softly, "Now, now, here you though you the mastermind, and just a pawn. Such a sad day for you. I would assume with that brain of your's you would have caught on when ol'Ryder said he was going to hunt the guy behind this. Now we gave you this tech to play with, but we can't let your ego get you caught by that old fox and have him follow the trail to me and my superiors, or twelve forbid, the Prince himself." As the roe began to squeeze the hyur flailed, "No little man, there will be no glory for you. You will be found murdered in an alley, you must have gotten drunk and pissed off an handsome roe." As he laughed at his own humor, the little man stopped flailing and grew still.
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~The Present - The Hanger~
As the captives and their handlers waited in the wide and hot hanger, there approached a Hellsguard Flame, and his men, "Ah.... the legendary Red Wings. I am sorry to meet you like this. I was often impressed by your exploits, a shame really. Anyway... I am Flame Captain Steel River. And though you are to be my prisoners, you will find it a lighter experience to what you have seen up to this point."