There was an echo that filled the metallic shambles of the hallway that lead up to this room with every word that left the defiant bandit leader's mouth. The slaves seemed to be very receptive to the voice of the woman as the bandits that were not chained up very quickly began to drop in stature compared to her. Blackout let her speak. Instead he began to undo the prong from the buckle on the ends of his heavy gloves. She went on and on about whatever it was that she felt needed to be said. All he had to listen to was the part that she said that she would not do what he wanted on top of whatever insults she felt like dishing out in his direction. Blackout returned into the cell and waited patiently for her taunts to come to end before turned his head towards Namida and said "Get the girl. Take Blood Raven as well."<br/><br/>Namida and the figure that was shrouded in heavy power armor began to walk in file out of the room. Namida a bit quicker due to not lugging around a ton of metal. Slowly Blackout turned his head back to Rogue and very quickly slapped her with the back of his hand. He did not bother speaking in between slaps. The first was quick to turn her head in the direction he wanted her to be in before the heavy swatting of the back of his hand meeting the side of her cheek and her cheek bone could be heard. There was a moment where he could have sworn he felt the tough ridge of nose accidentally being the focus of aggression for an entire slap. He didn't bother checking if there was a snap or not. He was well into double digits and he would make sure twenty was the cut off for her first transgression.<br/><br/>After the final swat there was a bit of silence and he waited for the first sign of any word leaving her mouth before a quick kick to the gut was given with his steel toed boots and a slow squat down to get closer to the girl before he reached down and grabbed her by a couple strands of hair that he could get his heavy hands on. "You will have more chances to fail to meet my expectations. Believe me. The slaves behind you may be quickly dispatched of by you or by whatever idiot decides to pull the trigger for me. But the fact of the matter is that until I decide to put a hole in your head you are the focus of my attention. If you weren't missing a couple of brain cells or halfway to a concussion you might understand that you don't want my attention. But the moment you have it I will have my way with you. You are right about one thing. It would be better to kill yourself. At least that way you had some sort of control over your life. As long as you belong to me. You have none."<br/><br/>The powerarmored behemoth came into the room almost cradling the woman that could audibly be heard laboring to breath. The burns of plasma still present and the smell of burnt flesh quickly filling the room. Blackout stood up and motioned Blood Raven over. The moment she was withing reach he pulled Lucky down by her hair face down onto the floor. "Pistol." There was a wild and shrill cry that left Lucky's mouth before a plasma pistol was given and aimed squarely at the back of Lucky's head. "Go on. Tell me to go fuck myself one more time. I can put her out of her misery and I will begin yours until I grow bored and move onto whoever is next."