Post by Deleted on Jan 8, 2015 14:49:01 GMT -8
"The first part is rather embarrassing, suffice it to say, I was...collected."
Collected? Had the Klingons captured him and then for some reason sold him in some way? Why? It didn't make sense but for now Jon decided to ignore it, once they were out of the situation Victor could explain everything, embarrassing or not.
"I don't know what they do to you after that. So far, I've had to invent ways to keep that from happening."
Jon narrowed his gaze and felt as if his gut was slowly being squeeze with every word Victor spoke, they were effectively being treated animals all in the name of entertainment. His gaze flickered to the pink crowd and he did well to hide his disgust, Why were they openly gawking, pointing and laughing? Didn't they know that lives were being played with? Clearly they did because they took delight in it...
However, the bad news didn't stop there.
"It won't be long before they divide you into pairs."
Jon was sure the keyword of that sentence was repeated in every person's head at that moment, unlike the others he didn't need the aid of the crude hand gestures to deduce what Victor meant. This planet was already on his most hated list of the year, almost all years but if things got worse then it may just reach the top spot.
"Hope no one's shy."
He frowned at the indicated hole, besides the obvious, what was underneath? Metal piping or just waste that lead somewhere...? Whilst it was in no way glamorous he considered the possibility of them escaping via the plumbing but they couldn't exactly just break the ground so easily like that and besides... they were being watched.
"Is there any reason that our captors will actually enter the cage? And if so... what should we expect? Numbers? Weapons?"
It was a good question and Jon waited patiently for the answer as his eyes roamed through their cage. With Henri's question he was reminded of Victor's words about being taken away... Whilst it sounded ominous enough, it was exactly that, where did they go? Were they killed, put into a proper prison or... were they let go simply because they weren't entertaining and allowed to do whatever?
There was no way to know unless one of them took a potentially lethal and proverbial bullet for the team by allowing themselves to be taken. He despised the thought, who would do so? Jon was already willing but disinclined to do so so soon but then, how long did they have before they were split into pairs and 'weakened' as a team to get out?
"Have they," Jon gestured to the abundance of pink people, "Shown any indication that they understand you?" Jon asked although he felt that no matter what Victor said, it would be a mute point as they didn't know who was watching the cameras, they may just have the technology to do so.
"Which people were taken away? Any species we know? Or them?" Jon thumbed towards their audience once more. At this point any information could be useful and they all needed to hear it before they lost the chance to speak to one another.
"As for..." Jon sighed, "Pairs, did you notice anything in common with those that were put together? Size, gender, height, shape, colour?" He asked, if there was they could take advantage of that in some way, put someone with another who they needed... and not physically but in the hopes of finding an escape, surely one of them could? But Jon hoped to skip that phase of their captors plans before that became an issue.
Jon looked to Alyssa and Kinin, "What's your assessment of the 'glass'? Do you think it can be penetrated?" He asked.
His next question was directed at one of the non-officers of the team, the young Etimonian. He gave her a small smile, hoping it gave some level of comfort in a horrible place that he intended on getting her out of. This wasn't a place for her, a non-Starfleet officer, hell it wasn't a place for any of them!
"Do you know if Etimon has encountered people with their description before?" He asked Tahp gently, gesturing to the crowd again. It's possible that she may know something about them but in all honesty, he doubted it but he hoped that by engaging with the young woman that she wasn't thinking about what could happen here.
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Collected? Had the Klingons captured him and then for some reason sold him in some way? Why? It didn't make sense but for now Jon decided to ignore it, once they were out of the situation Victor could explain everything, embarrassing or not.
"I don't know what they do to you after that. So far, I've had to invent ways to keep that from happening."
Jon narrowed his gaze and felt as if his gut was slowly being squeeze with every word Victor spoke, they were effectively being treated animals all in the name of entertainment. His gaze flickered to the pink crowd and he did well to hide his disgust, Why were they openly gawking, pointing and laughing? Didn't they know that lives were being played with? Clearly they did because they took delight in it...
However, the bad news didn't stop there.
"It won't be long before they divide you into pairs."
Jon was sure the keyword of that sentence was repeated in every person's head at that moment, unlike the others he didn't need the aid of the crude hand gestures to deduce what Victor meant. This planet was already on his most hated list of the year, almost all years but if things got worse then it may just reach the top spot.
"Hope no one's shy."
He frowned at the indicated hole, besides the obvious, what was underneath? Metal piping or just waste that lead somewhere...? Whilst it was in no way glamorous he considered the possibility of them escaping via the plumbing but they couldn't exactly just break the ground so easily like that and besides... they were being watched.
"Is there any reason that our captors will actually enter the cage? And if so... what should we expect? Numbers? Weapons?"
It was a good question and Jon waited patiently for the answer as his eyes roamed through their cage. With Henri's question he was reminded of Victor's words about being taken away... Whilst it sounded ominous enough, it was exactly that, where did they go? Were they killed, put into a proper prison or... were they let go simply because they weren't entertaining and allowed to do whatever?
There was no way to know unless one of them took a potentially lethal and proverbial bullet for the team by allowing themselves to be taken. He despised the thought, who would do so? Jon was already willing but disinclined to do so so soon but then, how long did they have before they were split into pairs and 'weakened' as a team to get out?
"Have they," Jon gestured to the abundance of pink people, "Shown any indication that they understand you?" Jon asked although he felt that no matter what Victor said, it would be a mute point as they didn't know who was watching the cameras, they may just have the technology to do so.
"Which people were taken away? Any species we know? Or them?" Jon thumbed towards their audience once more. At this point any information could be useful and they all needed to hear it before they lost the chance to speak to one another.
"As for..." Jon sighed, "Pairs, did you notice anything in common with those that were put together? Size, gender, height, shape, colour?" He asked, if there was they could take advantage of that in some way, put someone with another who they needed... and not physically but in the hopes of finding an escape, surely one of them could? But Jon hoped to skip that phase of their captors plans before that became an issue.
Jon looked to Alyssa and Kinin, "What's your assessment of the 'glass'? Do you think it can be penetrated?" He asked.
His next question was directed at one of the non-officers of the team, the young Etimonian. He gave her a small smile, hoping it gave some level of comfort in a horrible place that he intended on getting her out of. This wasn't a place for her, a non-Starfleet officer, hell it wasn't a place for any of them!
"Do you know if Etimon has encountered people with their description before?" He asked Tahp gently, gesturing to the crowd again. It's possible that she may know something about them but in all honesty, he doubted it but he hoped that by engaging with the young woman that she wasn't thinking about what could happen here.
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