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The typical interrogation room is a sparsely furnished room, with harsh fluorescent lighting, sometimes protected by a wire cage. Inside there is a metal table and some chairs, anywhere between two and four straight-backed chairs, for the interrogator, subject, and a possible second interrogator or observer and attorney. There is a one-way mirror against one wall.
The walls are undecorated and painted a bland color; the floor's tiles have a monotonous pattern, or the rug a generic pattern. There are no lighting or ventilation controls in sight. The subject is seated with his or her back to the door, which is locked from the outside. Regardless of whether the subject is informed, he or she will be video and audio recorded from a remote location, the recording equipment hidden.
OOC Notes
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It seemed cold in the interrogation room. Moses had taken her here an hour ago, and left her, sitting on a plastic chair in a nearly empty room, her manacled hands resting in her lap, her gaze staring blankly at her reflection in the mirror on the wall, unsure what to make of her own image. Tahira Ali seemed almost Lilliputian here, though there was little space in the room to begin with. The walls dwarfed her. The shadows from the light fixture played with her features, and when she shifted her weight ever so subtly, the shadows too moved.
Ali did not speak. Words were thunderous, easily fatal, and she did not wish to disturb the tranquility of silence. Silence has a beauty all its own, untainted by suffering and pain that words too easily convey, too easily shatter hope and dreams with. Ali reflected then, that she was alone, completely isolated from anyone, and she thought, not without some hint of sorrow, that she had never felt as alone in all her days as she did right now. ”
Ali did not speak. Words were thunderous, easily fatal, and she did not wish to disturb the tranquility of silence. Silence has a beauty all its own, untainted by suffering and pain that words too easily convey, too easily shatter hope and dreams with. Ali reflected then, that she was alone, completely isolated from anyone, and she thought, not without some hint of sorrow, that she had never felt as alone in all her days as she did right now. ”
OOC Notes
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The cabin jolted as the AC 130 touched down on Langley’s airfield. Nathan replaced the dossier into his black suitcase and spun the combination lock before inserting and turning his key. As the plane taxied around the runway to the refueling station Nathan readied himself for his coming task. From the reports, Tahira Ali seemed to respond to direct questioning well, but he wondered how much she would reveal. Why was she talking now; to prevent the death of innocents of all things? She’d never shown any problems with killing in the past. Did her conscience catch up with her in old age, he mused. Nathan chuckled at his line of thinking. Not likely, he decided.
When the plane came to a halt the cabin door opened up. To his surprise a lieutenant colonel boarded to get him. “Chief Carter?” he asked extending a hand. “I’m Lieutenant Colonel Mahaffey, welcome to Langley Airforce Base.”
“Good to meet you, sir,” Nathan replied shaking the colonel’s hand. “I expected a different welcoming committee.” ”
When the plane came to a halt the cabin door opened up. To his surprise a lieutenant colonel boarded to get him. “Chief Carter?” he asked extending a hand. “I’m Lieutenant Colonel Mahaffey, welcome to Langley Airforce Base.”
“Good to meet you, sir,” Nathan replied shaking the colonel’s hand. “I expected a different welcoming committee.” ”
OOC Notes
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“You mean they’re holding her in Lee?” Nathan asked dumbfounded. “Isn’t that a bit reckless sir?”
“It’s maximum security Chief Carter. She’s under the AG’s jurisdiction now. I know how you feel, but it was all we could do to get you in there. Don’t fuck this up,” Mahaffey told him.
“I won’t, sir,” Nathan replied as Mahaffey motioned for him to exit the plane. Carter followed him down the plane’s boarding ramp that ended at a HMMWV with a single man in ACU’s in it. As they reached the vehicle the lieutenant colonel turned to Carter. “I pray for your success Chief. Give her hell,” he said as he opened the passenger side door. Nathan climbed in and shut the door, looking over at the sergeant.
“It’ll take us about an hour to get there normally. I’ll get us there in thirty,” he said giving Nathan a sly smile. ”
“It’s maximum security Chief Carter. She’s under the AG’s jurisdiction now. I know how you feel, but it was all we could do to get you in there. Don’t fuck this up,” Mahaffey told him.
“I won’t, sir,” Nathan replied as Mahaffey motioned for him to exit the plane. Carter followed him down the plane’s boarding ramp that ended at a HMMWV with a single man in ACU’s in it. As they reached the vehicle the lieutenant colonel turned to Carter. “I pray for your success Chief. Give her hell,” he said as he opened the passenger side door. Nathan climbed in and shut the door, looking over at the sergeant.
“It’ll take us about an hour to get there normally. I’ll get us there in thirty,” he said giving Nathan a sly smile. ”
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“In a HMMWV? Not likely Sergeant. This thing won’t go over fifty five,” Nathan countered.
“Maybe not, but if I take the back street’s it’ll be faster than getting through traffic. I know what I’m doing, sir,” the sergeant responded. “Staff Sergeant Richardson by the way. Nice to meet you, sir.”
Nathan just nodded and they were on their way after Nathan tossed his gear into the back. Carter just stared out the window as the world passed by in a blur of trees, the occasional car, and a buildings. ”
“Maybe not, but if I take the back street’s it’ll be faster than getting through traffic. I know what I’m doing, sir,” the sergeant responded. “Staff Sergeant Richardson by the way. Nice to meet you, sir.”
Nathan just nodded and they were on their way after Nathan tossed his gear into the back. Carter just stared out the window as the world passed by in a blur of trees, the occasional car, and a buildings. ”
OOC Notes
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It seemed cold in the interrogation room. Moses had taken her here an hour ago, and left her, sitting on a plastic chair in a nearly empty room, her manacled hands resting in her lap, her gaze staring blankly at her reflection in the mirror on the wall, unsure what to make of her own image. Tahira Ali seemed almost Lilliputian here, though there was little space in the room to begin with. The walls dwarfed her. The shadows from the light fixture played with her features, and when she shifted her weight ever so subtly, the shadows too moved.
Ali did not speak. Words were thunderous, easily fatal, and she did not wish to disturb the tranquility of silence. Silence has a beauty all its own, untainted by suffering and pain that words too easily convey, too easily shatter hope and dreams with. Ali reflected then, that she was alone, completely isolated from anyone, and she thought, not without some hint of sorrow, that she had never felt as alone in all her days as she did right now. ”
Ali did not speak. Words were thunderous, easily fatal, and she did not wish to disturb the tranquility of silence. Silence has a beauty all its own, untainted by suffering and pain that words too easily convey, too easily shatter hope and dreams with. Ali reflected then, that she was alone, completely isolated from anyone, and she thought, not without some hint of sorrow, that she had never felt as alone in all her days as she did right now. ”
OOC Notes
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Natalie was driving exactly sixty on the interstate, not bothering to speed the way most of the other drivers here were. She considered it, briefly, considered pulling one or two of them over to give them a good verbal assault on their reckless and illegal driving habits, but she continued, her watch telling her she was another hour or so away from Lee, her mouth turning to a small frown.
In the prison, Tahira Ali was still alone, left unmolested and without company in the interrogation room, wondering who was coming to speak to her, and how soon it would be. It had been another half hour or so, and she was almost beginning to worry, the old anxiety coming back. She wondered again, for the thousandth time, why she was doing this. Was it a ludicrous idea after all? No. Ali steeled herself. It had to be done. It had to be. ”
In the prison, Tahira Ali was still alone, left unmolested and without company in the interrogation room, wondering who was coming to speak to her, and how soon it would be. It had been another half hour or so, and she was almost beginning to worry, the old anxiety coming back. She wondered again, for the thousandth time, why she was doing this. Was it a ludicrous idea after all? No. Ali steeled herself. It had to be done. It had to be. ”
OOC Notes
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It was mid afternoon when the HMMWV pulled up to the security gate of Lee Penitentiary. Sergeant Richardson unzipped the driver side window and handed the guard his ID. The guard swiped it through a card reader and handed it back to the sergeant. Two more guards opened the prison gates and the HMMWV drove into the government section of the parking lot. At the same time Nathan noticed a dark blue Camry pull into the parking lot behind them. It held FBI license plates. Hmm, this doesn’t look good, Nathan thought to himself.
“Looks like someone’s trying to beat you too her,” Staff Sergeant Richardson noted, pointing to the agents vehicle.
“Well, let’s hope we can do something about it,” Nathan replied, grabbing his suitcase and stepping out of the vehicle. ”
“Looks like someone’s trying to beat you too her,” Staff Sergeant Richardson noted, pointing to the agents vehicle.
“Well, let’s hope we can do something about it,” Nathan replied, grabbing his suitcase and stepping out of the vehicle. ”
OOC Notes
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Natalie Schultz parked exactly parallel in the lines, and then climbed out of her car, blinking in the sudden brightness of the sun, the pen in her right hand twirling lazily as eyes rolled upward, noticing the two military men. She began to walk toward the entrance to the prison, not bothering to greet the two, or ask their business, or even look at them as she stared fixedly ahead at the door.
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Nathan hadn’t expected the agent to speak to him. It was typical of other agencies to stick to their own business seeing as they often competed. Instead he did much the same, heading towards the door with suitcase in hand. He entered the left side of the prison’s double doors next to the agent and headed for the interrogation rooms. As he approached the door he noted an officer standing outside. Nathan approached and showed the man his ID card. “Chief Warrant Officer Nathaniel Carter. I’m with MI and have authorization to speak with detainee number 29083564,” he told the man.
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OOC Notes
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As soon as the military man was within arm's length of Natalie, she frowned and began to walk slightly hunched forward, almost bouncing on her toes as she moved, though she followed him toward the interrogation rooms, standing behind the man just out of arm's length, her gaze almost unfocused, almost not understanding his words, though the number, that she recognized, and looked up, a movement of just her head, eyes raking the man but not resting anywhere near his. "That's why I'm here too," she said, too loudly, and after an extra moment, produced her credentials and held them out in her left hand, right hand busy increasing the pressure on her pen.
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“I thought as much. I don’t want to cause an uproar, but I’m going in first. I’ve got a mission to complete Ma’am don’t allow my leisure,” Carter told the agent. It was imperative that he got in that door first. He knew how detainee’s got after being talked to about the same thing over and over. They were never very pleasant and the more you talked to them with different people the more reluctant they became to give information. Nathan hoped that getting in first would give him a better chance of getting the information he needed. And oh did they need it.
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Natalie began to rock back and forth, small movements, hardly noticeable but for someone trained in analyzing behavior. "I need to conduct a preliminary interview," she said, without inflection in her voice, still speaking too loudly, still not making eye contact.
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“I’m sorry Ma’am, but I don’t have time for that. I’m not here for a screening. I’m here to conduct an interrogation and my superiors expect fast results. The longer I take the more people will die. I don’t care what you do after I’m done, but I have to get in there now,” Nathan told her, his voice cold and unemotional as always. Things were starting get out of control. He wasn’t sure if she noticed, but the longer they talked, the more the agent started to fidget. Must be something subconscious, he thought. I’m guessing she’s angry.
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OOC Notes
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The rocking turned into larger, more obvious movements, the pressure on the pen increasing even more as Natalie stared without blinking at the man's chin, several moments delay before she spoke again. "I need to conduct a preliminary interview; I need to conduct a preliminary interview," she repeated, in the same tone before she took another pause, and then spoke again, having heard and processed the man's words to her. "I - I - I was told to come today, now, now, but you may go; I am adapting to a sudden change."
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OOC Notes
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No, not angry, Nathan corrected himself. Nervous? No, that’s not it either. Could she be….afraid? “Thank you Ma’am. I’ll try to be as quick as I can,” Nathan said as he began sanitizing his uniform, removing his name and rank from the Velcro of his ACU. Then he nodded to the officer at the door. The man opened the door and Nathan stepped inside to confront the woman he’d been fighting against for years. The Ace of Spades. He noted the shackles she wore, strapped to the chair and held in place. “Remove her restraints,” he told the officer.
“B-but sir,” the officer stuttered.
“I said remove them,” Nathan ordered, this time more forceful.
“Y-yes sir!” the officer said, walking across the room and undoing the woman’s shackles before leaving the room; closing the door behind him. Nathan walked over and sat down on the chair across from Tahira. “Let me begin by introducing myself. My name is Nathan,” he told her. ”
“B-but sir,” the officer stuttered.
“I said remove them,” Nathan ordered, this time more forceful.
“Y-yes sir!” the officer said, walking across the room and undoing the woman’s shackles before leaving the room; closing the door behind him. Nathan walked over and sat down on the chair across from Tahira. “Let me begin by introducing myself. My name is Nathan,” he told her. ”
OOC Notes
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Natalie remained outside the door for several moments, before abruptly turning back down the hallway, walking toward the lobby where she took a seat, closing her eyes as she rocked slowly back and forth, increasing and decreasing the pressure on her pen at steady intervals.
Inside, Ali looked up when the door opened, eyes narrowing slightly at the sudden sound. She watched the man who entered, wondering why he had ordered the shackles removed, but letting her hands rest on her lap again once the chains were gone, her vacant gaze sliding over to the interrogator, who wore a military uniform, though she did not meet his eyes, nodding at his name. "My name is Tahira," she said, her voice soft, almost inaudible. "It is nice to meet you." At once her accented English stood out, the greeting almost rote. ”
Inside, Ali looked up when the door opened, eyes narrowing slightly at the sudden sound. She watched the man who entered, wondering why he had ordered the shackles removed, but letting her hands rest on her lap again once the chains were gone, her vacant gaze sliding over to the interrogator, who wore a military uniform, though she did not meet his eyes, nodding at his name. "My name is Tahira," she said, her voice soft, almost inaudible. "It is nice to meet you." At once her accented English stood out, the greeting almost rote. ”
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"You've told us before that you wish to offer information to us, why come forward now?" Nathan asked, his curiosity getting the best of him instead of heading straight for direct questioning.
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"I cannot let this happen, what they want," Ali said, her gaze resting on some spot just beyond Nathan's shoulder.
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"I see, and who is they?" Nathan asked.
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"Hataf. Their leaders."
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"Alright, then I'll begin. What organization is Hataf directly subordinate too?" Nathan asked, his voice changing from curious to professional.
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"Hataf is, it is subordinate to no one," Ali said slowly, mispronouncing the word 'subordinate'. "Their leaders believe they follow only God."
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"I see, then lets go the other way. What is one organization that is directly subordinate to Hataf?" Nathan asked, deciding to go down the scale seeing as Hataf was larger scale.
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"Al Ulema, is one," Ali said, with a slight inclination of her head.
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Nathan began drawing a link diagram in his mind with Hataf at the top. "Alright, what is another organization directly subordinate to Hataf," Nathan continued.
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When the Lion Wakes: Out Of Character (OOC)
Most recent OOC posts in When the Lion Wakes
Re: When the Lion Wakes (limited openings)
I am alive and I'm a failure at posting in a timely fashion. Also, Aliath is rejoining us by Friday as well. Along with Alasund in the near future. We are two years old (with this roleplay) on 24 March 2012; can you all believe it? Since it's started, I've actually moved to D.C. And I've been to some of the locations mentioned in posts. (How fun, I know.)
Re: When the Lion Wakes (limited openings)
Ylanne! You are alive! Thank goodness. Well, I'll work on a new post coming up in the next few day.
Re: When the Lion Wakes (limited openings)
Okay! Just a quick note for those of you who're working on posts. Don't forget to read the bottom of page six and Tempest's new post on page seven. Thanks!
Re: When the Lion Wakes (limited openings)
This is mostly my fault. I will post tomorrow. I'm sorry. I will be moving the plot forward. I have plans. Does anyone have suggestions before I write said post? (I'm already one-third of the way through.)
Re: When the Lion Wakes (limited openings)
In an ideal world what would have happened at this point in the plot was that Dawn would have dropped out of it for a while, whilst everyone else got along and other things happened, until such a time as she made a mistake that would lead to her revealing herself. I'm really not sure what to do now, since the rest of the plot has ground to a halt, and it seems unrealistic that Dawn would have a CIA agent on her tail within a week. :/
Re: When the Lion Wakes (limited openings)
Ylanne wrote:Progress update -- I've about 1/3 of the way through the post in-progress. With any luck, it'll be up by the end of this weekend. The lengthy delay was a product of multiple unavoidable setbacks and unforeseeable adverse circumstances. Post your progress updates here as well, thanks.
Welcome back. And I'm waiting on your post and perhaps a reply from Script on whether or not she wants me to hunt her... Until then, limbo...
Re: When the Lion Wakes (limited openings)
Progress update -- I've about 1/3 of the way through the post in-progress. With any luck, it'll be up by the end of this weekend. The lengthy delay was a product of multiple unavoidable setbacks and unforeseeable adverse circumstances. Post your progress updates here as well, thanks.
Re: When the Lion Wakes (limited openings)
I hope to get a post up this weekend. I also need to post in Orsa of Terminus, and to prepare for some things work-related offline. I hope I'll have time over the weekend to get caught up. I'm thinking the post will delve into one or both of their backstories a bit more, as I like to do that. Tahira, we've explored a bit in the introductions to the three days. I think I'll focus on Natalie in this one.
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I made a pretty banner.
The Arabic says "love" and "hate" for those curious linguists. Hope you enjoy. :)
The Arabic says "love" and "hate" for those curious linguists. Hope you enjoy. :)
Re: When the Lion Wakes (limited openings)
Tempest, you and Skallagrim may want to think about collaborating as well, as Skall is writing for the CIA's Special Activities Division, if I'm not mistaken. A PM could be a good idea, if you need to contact him and he doesn't respond immediately to this thread. (Then again, Skall, you might be reading this yourself, in which case a response would be lovely.)
Dawn -- I can't think of anything specific, except either things she is doing with her new job, or things she is doing to avoid being found or tracked. As Tempest suggested, you might have room for some collaboration there.
Dawn -- I can't think of anything specific, except either things she is doing with her new job, or things she is doing to avoid being found or tracked. As Tempest suggested, you might have room for some collaboration there.
Re: When the Lion Wakes (limited openings)
Script wrote:Is there anything in particular I need to be posting? Because though there have been a couple of posts that directly refer to Dawn, at the moment I'm thinking I'll need to come up with a little mini-plotline within London for her until the other characters catch up with her. If there's nothing I need to directly address, I'll set to thinking of something.
I'm happy to send a CIA agent after you if you like?
Re: When the Lion Wakes (limited openings)
Is there anything in particular I need to be posting? Because though there have been a couple of posts that directly refer to Dawn, at the moment I'm thinking I'll need to come up with a little mini-plotline within London for her until the other characters catch up with her. If there's nothing I need to directly address, I'll set to thinking of something.
Re: When the Lion Wakes (limited openings)
Thanks, Tempest. I thoroughly enjoyed reading your most recent post, and will try to put up a post for Natalie and Tahira in Eagle's Nest soon.
We're waiting on posts from Ivanol, Script, Baby, Ottoman, and LightingStrikes at the moment. Alasund De'astio and Tempest both recently posted.
This roleplay was originally created in a tab located at When the Lion Wakes in the tab, and Remaeus and I spent the other day creating the correct places where scenes and posts have taken place. Sometime within the next week or two, the posts from the in-character thread will be migrated to the roleplay in the new system, where they will remain readable entirely in chronological order, as well as in-character location-stamped. Future posts (AFTER the existing ones have been migrated) will need to be made to the correct location in the roleplay (and if there is not a location listed here that you need, I can create it for you.)
When this roleplay was first created in March 2010 (yes, 2010), I was not happy with the tab system as it existed. With a slew of recent changes made to suit writing and my style of reading, I would like to see these posts migrated back into the tab. If you don't believe me about its readability, check this Multiverse place and the way posts are listed there. You can click on different pages, and posts made using the posting box at the bottom would appear in that location. The same system, on a smaller scale (as there are fewer *places, roleplayers, and posts in When the Lion Wakes), will work for us, and for both our shorter and longer posts.
We're waiting on posts from Ivanol, Script, Baby, Ottoman, and LightingStrikes at the moment. Alasund De'astio and Tempest both recently posted.
This roleplay was originally created in a tab located at When the Lion Wakes in the tab, and Remaeus and I spent the other day creating the correct places where scenes and posts have taken place. Sometime within the next week or two, the posts from the in-character thread will be migrated to the roleplay in the new system, where they will remain readable entirely in chronological order, as well as in-character location-stamped. Future posts (AFTER the existing ones have been migrated) will need to be made to the correct location in the roleplay (and if there is not a location listed here that you need, I can create it for you.)
When this roleplay was first created in March 2010 (yes, 2010), I was not happy with the tab system as it existed. With a slew of recent changes made to suit writing and my style of reading, I would like to see these posts migrated back into the tab. If you don't believe me about its readability, check this Multiverse place and the way posts are listed there. You can click on different pages, and posts made using the posting box at the bottom would appear in that location. The same system, on a smaller scale (as there are fewer *places, roleplayers, and posts in When the Lion Wakes), will work for us, and for both our shorter and longer posts.
Re: When the Lion Wakes (limited openings)
Three new characters:
Robert Becker - roleplay/when-the-lion-wakes/characters/robert-becker
Vanessa Wade - roleplay/when-the-lion-wakes/characters/vanessa-wade
Thomas Brunner - roleplay/when-the-lion-wakes/characters/thomas-brunner
Robert Becker - roleplay/when-the-lion-wakes/characters/robert-becker
Vanessa Wade - roleplay/when-the-lion-wakes/characters/vanessa-wade
Thomas Brunner - roleplay/when-the-lion-wakes/characters/thomas-brunner
Re: When the Lion Wakes (limited openings)
I would definitely have you back. If I removed you from the character roster, let me know and I'll fix it. Please post whenever. I'm glad to hear that you're feeling better too. Let me know if there's anything I can do for you.
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I'm sorry I've left posting for so long. My medical problems have worsened and I've been having family issues on top of everything. I'm getting better, and I'd love to join back in, if you'll have me back.
[I had a post ready, but my little sister deleted it by accident...]
[I had a post ready, but my little sister deleted it by accident...]
