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The Interrogation Meme

Your crimes were unspeakable, your lies were outnumbered, but finally you've been caught.
They bring you in, sit you down, and chain you up. No matter what power you have, no matter
how strong you are, you're not going anywhere so get comfy.
It's going to be a long night.

Rules
1. Post with your character, canon, and any prefs - You're the captive
2. Tag around to other characters. You're the interrogator.
3. Roll. Or, you know, don't.
3. Horribles.

RNG OPTIONS
1. Truth serum
You know this person isn't going to speak easy but you've got a surprise for them. This serum aught to loosen their lips a little.

2. Torture
The old fashion way might work best for this particular fellow. How about those nail screws?

3. Bargain
You've got something they really want, or really need. If they fess up, if they tell the truth of the matter, they'll get it.

4. Black mail
So, remember that night about ten years ago...? You know something they don't want the rest of the world to know and you're going to use it.

5. Seduction
Just because they're in chains on a chair doesn't mean you two can't have a little fun, right? Might be even more fun, come to think about it.

6. Leverage
Whether it's love, drugs, or something else -- it's hanging above your head. You're craving, aren't you? Or maybe that someone special is in danger if you don't spill.

7. WILDCARD
BECAUSE GIRAFFE.

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Byakuran knew this, but he had a card in his hand that would make all the difference. Adhering to the demands of others, bending to their refusal wasn't something that Byakuran was willing to do."But you see, Mukkun. You don't really have a choice. If you refuse to answer any of my questions, I would hate for something to happen to your real body."

Mukuro's eyes narrow and it is impossible for any more animosity to possibly fill those eyes. That is the one thing Mukuro did not need..How in the world did Byakuran ever get his hands on his body? This man was creative..They'd almost get along if they weren't so at odds.

"How interesting that you would have that at your disposal. How do I know you aren't lying?"

"Scout's honor?" Byakuran joked.

However he turned away from Mukuro, looking behind him. Suddenly a member of the Vindice appeared in the room. Simply standing there, using his imposing presence to show how deep Byakuran's connections went. The supreme commander's attention returned to Mukuro.

"At any moment, I can give him the word to execute you...well, your body,and depose of it like trash."

Oh the Vendice..how Mukuro hates them, this mafia, everything that circles around those groups. But even above that..he thinks he hates this man more then them at the moment. Those eyes glance at the black robed figure before looking back up at Byakuran.

"Interesting, indeed. But if you did that, you wouldn't get any of the information that you desire."

"That will only happen if you don't cooperate. And if you still refuse, stubbornness will be your end. You'll no longer have your body,and you can forget about surviving this ordeal as well. If it's not you, then someone else will give me the information I need." Byakuran said darkly. His face said it all. His purple eyes unapologetic and cold, and held no expression on his face, but one could say it leaned to nonchalance.

"You're expendable,Mukkun. But I like you, and want to give you a fighting chance." And just like a switch, Byakuran seems like an entirely different person. But the coldness still lingers in the air. His hand that was once upon his face, comb though Mukuro's dark hair."So? Are you feeling like answering my questions?"

Mukuro knew what Byakuran said was the truth. Even if he gave no answers, someone else would. He might be able to handle a fair amount of torture, but there were many others in the organization that would crack with the first hint of pain. At least if it is him he might be able to give information that will still lead through a few hoops and make things difficult for the boss.

"As I said before. It depends on the questions. Even I don't have all the answers. Nor would I want them." Some secrets are best kept out of his hands, after all. He was still a troublesome one for the mafia and to say he hadn't completely earned all of their trust would be putting it lightly. Not that he cared much about that.

"Come now, Mukkun. I'm a fair man. I won't ask you questions I know you won't have access to. It's an insult to your captor to think he hasn't studied you enough." Byakuran replied, lingering awfully close. His purple gaze seem even predatory as observed Mukuro.

"First question, Mukkun. Where is the Vongola base in Japan?" He asked, one of his hands laid upon the illusionist's thigh.

"I wouldn't know. I don't go there." Mukuro watched Byakuran carefully, testing the waters with this first question. He really didn't go anywhere near the Vongola base. He had no reason to. He did contact the people involved in order to pass information but his knowledge of the actual base was fairly limited.

"You may not go there, Mukkun. But there is an constant presence there. Your eyes and ears within the Vongola. Chrome Dokuro." Byakuran's hand up his thigh begin to run up, slowly. Right in between the Mist's legs, he cupped the illusionist's groin.

"I'm sure she's seen her fair share. More than enough to tell at least it's whereabouts."

There is a twitch at the corner of Mukuro's eye at that contact. An interesting method of interrogation. He should have known it would be like this. He wondered if this was how all of Byakuran's interrogations went or if he was somehow a special case.

"That's complicated. She only sees the inside and very rarely how to get in or out of it. If she knows where the entrances are, she hasn't shared them with me. At this moment I think that might have been a wise choice."

"How clever~" Though Byakuran wasn't sure it was intentional, or if it happened that way by chance. Either way, the whereabouts was that much of a concern...he already knew where it was. He's known for a really long time...and instead of wiping them out in one go, he decided to have some fun.

He gave Mukuro's groin a bit of a squeeze, watching for his reactions before he asked the next question." Second question.Is it true that the Vongola have de-aged?"

Mukuro smirked and grunted softly at the attention his lower body was getting. He tried to keep his breathing as even as he could. "Do I look like I've been de-aged~?" Not that Mukuro particularly cared to be considered one of the Vongola. It was a title he gave up completely to Chrome.

"Obviously I don't mean you, Mukkun." Byakuran hummed, continued to grip Mukuro there. Before he decided to stroke the other pretty firmly."I can tell that you're fully an adult, and if I had any doubt...."

He trailed off to lower the zipper of Mukuro's pants. The action slow and deliberate."There's the proof."

"You have a very amusing form of interrogation. Do you run all your interviews this way?" Mukuro was trying very hard to keep a passive expression on his face and control his body from reacting to those touches. It wasn't easy and his body was responding very slightly, feeling himself heat up very slightly. He wondered just how far Byakuran would go with this method of questioning.

Byakuran looked up at Mukuro and laughed. Well this wasn't much of an interrogation. And Byakuran really had no true questions to ask. All the answers he needed to know, he already have. Thanks to his ability."It seems you found me out, Mukkun.This is not really an interrogation. I don't need you to answer my questions. I just thought it would be fun to play with you."

And play he shall, his hands digging into the other's unzipped pants. Byakuran should have guessed that the illusionist didn't wear underwear.

"It's very clear what you want to play with." Mukuro was amused, he would certainly admit to that. Perhaps if he had known he was going to have a full body search he would have put some undergarments on just to give the other person more to deal with. It was amusing to watch someone fumble with unnecessary layers.

"And just how much of this do you intend to do?"

"Well it produces the best reaction, of course I would want to play with it." Byakuran chuckled as he drew Mukuro's arousal out of his pants. Pointer finger touched the very tip of the other's sex, and he began to maneuver around with his finger.Up and down, side to side, diagonally, around and around. All the while, kneading his pointer finger into the very tip.

"I guess when I start to be bored of you." Byakuran hummed flashing Mukuro a cunning grin."Too bad, Mukkun is very interesting. I may never get bored playing with him."

"Kufufu..It's both a curse and a blessing in this case that I am so interesting to you." Occasionally a flicker of pleasure would cross Mukuro's face as Byakuran continued to give attention to his lower body. For the most part he was able to keep his face very neutral, that normal smirk spread across his lips. His body was a bit harder to control. Mukuro was a master at control but there were some parts of the human anatomy that were much harder to keep control over then a person's mind. And his length was revealing more then his face was at that moment.

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