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[Sisas]

Sisas was busy checking the quality of his various poisons when the door to his chamber opened, bearing a guard hauling a hooded and handcuffed figure behind him. “Another one?” Sisas asked eagerly. This would be perfect for testing out the strengths of his remaining poisons.

The guard nodded. “Yeah. Caught leaving a house with a bag of stolen goods—tried to rob a friend of the Valdinox Family.”

Sisas hissed in sympathy. This would not be good for the thief—but for Sisas, it would be very pleasurable. “The usssual?” he asked. The guard nodded.

“Where do you want him?”

“The table,” Sisas decided. The table was a simple one, with a modification—various clamps to lock the prisoner’s arms, legs, and head in place. “I need an asssissstant to tessst my poisssons.”

The guard winced. “Have fun,” he said after locking up the prisoner and removing the hood. Surprisingly, the thief was a female; not that it made a difference. Poisons weren’t swayed by gender, and neither was Sisas.

Sisas stayed quiet while he rummaged through his drawers; the only sound in the room was the woman’s ragged breathing and the clinking of glass.

“Get on with it,” she finally demanded harshly—snarled, really—when fifteen bells had passed without a word. Sisas clucked, disappointed.

“I had hoped you would hold out longer,” he commented, making no move to comply with her demand; as a hunter, a Viper, Sisas knew the value of patience, of waiting until your prey was within reach.

This time she lasted forty-seven bells. “Why won’t you start?” she asked, her voice desperate. “Every other torturer in Ravok always starts right away.”

“Because I’m a Viper—we hunt our target differently.” Now Sisas did turn, bearing a tray with five different vials on it. “Now, thessse are all non-lethal; one of them inducccessss a mild sssting sssensssation, two convinccce you that you’ve been ssstabbed, one will sssend you into a coma filled with hallucccinations, and the fifth will make you wisssh you were dead.” He set the tray down on the smaller table next to her head. “I will give you five colorsss—your choiccce determinesss your poissson. But firssst: Your quessstions.” The Dhani circled one finger around the cork of the vial containing a blue potion. “Did you take anything from the houssse?”

He could tell the woman was confused, but for now, it appeared she would cooperate. “Yes,” she replied, and good for her—there would have been no point in lying, considering that she had been caught with a bag of goods clearly taken from the house.

“Good,” he praised, removing his finger from the vial. “Oh, sssilly me; I forgot to do sssomething. One sssecond.” He stood and shifted to Dhani form; his senses were better in that form, and would allow him to determine what potion to influence her to choose depending upon her answers to the questions Sisas posed.

The woman’s eyes tracked the transformation, and while she didn’t give much of an outward sign of apprehension, her heartbeat betrayed her. “Now,” Sisas murmured, pacing beside the table. “Let usssss resssssume. What did you take?”

“One set of silver, two watches, fifteen gold mizas, and several silver cups,” the woman rattled off, breathless. Probably hoping to hide the skip in her heartbeat when she said “fifteen.” Sisas fondled the green vial absently.

“Now, your choiccccessssss are blue, red, green, orange, and yellow. Choosssssse carefully, “ he instructed.

The woman took a moment before offering hesitantly, “Green?”

Sisas smiled, but there was no comfort in it. He uncorked the vial, one hand coming around to force her jaw open. He poured the potion into her mouth, and then held her mouth closed until she swallowed the potion. He waited, and wasn’t disappointed. Within a bell, the woman was gasping, various parts of her body twitching as the poison worked its way through her system.
Sisas smirked as he waited for the effect to wear off, keeping track of the time it took; he was looking forward to seeing how long the rest of the poisons would wreck havoc upon the woman’s body.

[Abstract]

Hello again!

For the same reason as the last thread, I can't grade this thread, since you have yet to update your ledger for seasonal expenses. Once you do that, I can grade this and your previous thread.

Also, don't forget the timestamp, and the bell/chime/tick stuff I mentioned in the previous intervention.

Again, PM me when you sort this all out. Thanks!

~ Abstract