The doors slid open as two Romulan guards dragged Sazra over the ground. She had received the hospitality of the Broken Wing for the duration of the trip. Sazra could barely hold her eyes open, barely holding herself together, and the pain drained so much out of her. She looks at her sides, seeing other prisoners there, mostly Romulans, and, by the nature of the posture and reaction, they seem, civilians, maybe politicians?
The doors of a cell open as she gets thrown into it. Her body reacted automatically to crawl into each other from the extreme muscle pain she had to endure. Looking at the door where Moldohk walked into the small and dirty room, “Welcome to the four stars recommendation of our hospitality. We got a beautiful window view and a comfortable bed, Captain” He spoke sarcastically “I do hope everything will be to your desires. If you have questions or wishes, do not hesitate to give me a call”
Rolling onto her back, “Well, a good shower would be great. Been sweaty from all the workouts you made me do” Sazra looked at her side “Though I don’t think it is in your ability to grand me an exit while calling my transport to pick me up, right?”
He gets on one knee next to her. “What do you think? If you get us the coordination that you so rudely took from us, then I will gladly put you on the first shuttle back to Federation space” Moldohk grabbed her by the hair and lifted her, ignoring the pain growls from her. “But seeing you resist so much in that department, you shall stay at our resort and enjoy the luxury here. I will make your life a living hell until you finally break and give me what I want” He lets go and wipes his hand over his pants.
Making a smack on the ground, Sazra grabs her head in agony. “Well, I look forward to it, then. I hope you treat me well” She rubbed her head hurt. “But if I gave you the coordination, who does not say you ship me in a box and send me back to Federation space, not caring what direction” She looked finally back at him “I don’t trust you one bit Romulan, your people have a tendency of placing a dagger behind someone’s back”
Narrowing his eyes at that comment, he stood up, straightened his jacket, then gave a good kick to Sazra side “Tsk…that is just rude to say. No, Captain, it is wise not to stick your nose in business that doesn’t concern you. The Romulan Star Empire was the shining beacon of perfection. People like you make judgment calls coming in peace and all that bull crap” He shook his head. “Ultimately, you all come and make deals that benefit your people. You are nothing like the Klingons or the Cardassians, but you all think the same about your own forthright. You guys are a step further. Furthermore, you make this make-believe fictional story that you are peacekeepers and that you have the right to meddle with our affairs”
Gasping for air, she tried to lean on her arms. “So much for a good start, he…we reached out a hand to you people when Hobus was ready to pop, and all your senate bickered about is the threat we are to you all” Sazra was not in the best state of mind “While you just had to look to the person next to you, corrupt and treacherous”
Wanting to kick again, he resisted and just walked out, “Give this woman no food for today and prepare the pool for her talking session” The door closed behind him as Sazra did her best to recoup what she had witnessed.