Cargo Bay
Ay'indri spared these new foxes a cursory glance. Where there had been three, now there were four. Perhaps their odds of survival just went up a few points. Her eyes had locked on to the three prisoners by then. Chi'ka's orders had been clear. By any means. She moved with all the grace of a predator on the hunt. By then she'd holstered her gun, securing the latch and strap. Olffa was almost non-existent as her gaze rested on the three prisoners.
She twirled the knife betwixt nimble fingers. As she looked at them, they stared at her in defiance. It was almost as if there was electricity in the air between an agent of the Kingdom and terrorist. A moment more and the small fox had made her choice. Going right down the middle, she grabbed the Laibe by the front of their coveralls and hauled them off with a 'You don't want to see this.' warning to the others. Shoving the bound Laibe toward the other side of the smoking hulk of the tank, Ay'indri swept its feet out from under it to a heavy *thud!* on the scoured concrete.
It afforded them some privacy and isolated them from their brothers/sisters in arms. A rumbling growl escaped the Laibe at the rough treatment. If this was meant to intimidate, Ay'indri showed nothing of the desired effect it may have been intended to elicit from her.
She paced a little, her knife twirling deftly in her hand while watching them. The Laibe stared back hatefully. The blade slapped against her palm, tossed skyward, and caught it by the handle. Spittle graced one of her boots, fresh from the source. They received a left hook to the muzzle that snapped their head around. An audible, wordless grunt followed with a brief spat of spitting out part of a fang.
The Laibe began to chuckle, a steely gleam to their eyes. She offered him another one of her patented punches, this time a right hook much to the same effect. This time, however, he spat a whole fang. Crouching in front of him, Ay'indri stared him in the eyes. They stared back with a bloodied sneer. The knife's tip tapped the concrete a scant moment before she slammed it down and into one of his feet.
The howl of immediate pain was loud enough to carry to the others. It tapered off to a mewling sound before hissed obscenities escaped between gritted teeth. It was the standard fare, her's was an inferior sub-species meant for extermination. And ever the favorite: death threats against her, her family and those comrades nestled on the other side of the tank.
Ay'indri merely drank it all in.
And then she twisted the blade to the sounds of much more howling and cursing. The sound of snapped bone, the soft tissue being ripped in ways it was not meant to be would've been sickening to those not used to it.
"Now," her voice as soft as silk, "Te-" cut off, "You little bitch! I'll ri-Rrrraaaaaaaaaaaauuuuuuugggghhhh!" it was their turn to be cut off as the knife now being twisted the other way to more of the same sounds as the first time. Blood had already welled up from the wound and began to trickle to the slate-grey floor. Cocking her head to the left, her eyes never left theirs.
"Now," her voice was very much the same as before. "I will ask you a series of questions. . ." and she began to interrogate in earnest. The questions were simple at first. Their name. What day it was, the time. These the Laibe answered freely punctuated with false machismo and further mentions of doom and gloom. When they got off course, the black-haired fox made them scream again. And afterward, they were back on track. Question after question was asked, and answer after answer was ripped from the Laibe's maw with more butchering incentives if she thought them lies.
Blessedly the tank's hull obscured what was happening all save the sounds. To see was another story. Bloody spittle from the muzzle, a foot with a gaping hole also now missing three out of four of its claws along with the skin flayed away to show the muscle and connective tissue. It was butchers work. By this point, the Laibe was in a daze of pain, fear and hatred. It made him stupid. But she'd finally asserted her dominance over the so-called 'Superior' being.
