There was a walk that seemed far longer than it really was all the way back to the halls that Rogue once called home. Namida was not sure if what he did with this raider would raise questions between him and Blackout but he knew that if he did not pacify her now while she was straining to keep the pieces that were together enough to give them what they needed there would have been no point to any of these theatrics. When they returned it was only Blackout that stood at the center of the room offset to the twin suits of power armor facing one another with the safe that Rogue was insistent in keep a secret between them. Blackout's attention was still solely set on on the beaten blonde.<br/><br/>Namida led Rogue right in front of Blackout and Blackout was quick to say "Leave us." There wasn't even a nod of approval exchanged when hearing this and Namida quickly made his way out of the room and in the same direction that Blood Raven which left only a couple of moments before their arrival. Only the feint murmuring of the slaves that were spared could be heard in the closed off room. Blackout took a couple of steps in the direction of Rogue and looked her dead in the eyes before saying "Look at me. And you look good. All of these thoughts you are having. Violence. Death. Revenge. They will become more and more familiar. The only advice I have for you is if you plan to kill me. You better have a plan. Because if you want to kill me now and this is how you react. When I have done almost nothing to you...You are in for the worst part of your existence on this dead Earth."<br/><br/>Blackout was quick with his grip. Tightening around the neck of Rogue. Pulling her body closer and tightening his grip while he said "If you touch me even with an accidental struggle I will make you kill half of them again. Control yourself. And remember. I can always make this hell you call a life worse....Relax." The dark haired man leaned down towards the blonde. His eyes unmoving from hers but his body quickly having more and more potential for a disturbance for the blonde that was warned to not touch. "My name is Lucian. You should know the name of the man that you are intent on killing." After delivering this message he tossed the blonde back down to the ground and began to unfasten the line of rope neatly fastened to the side of his cargo pants. Lucian pressed his boot down against the back of Rogue's back before a tightening could begin to be felt.<br/><br/>First the arms. Tightly bound against her sides and the form of her tight and athletic body. Tightening to the point of the feeling of a snake constricting tighter and tighter. Each movement only seeming to make the knots pull the rope closer and closer to her form. Her thighs pressed against each other along with her knees and calves. The last to fall over the helpless Rogue was a bit of rope cut off from the rest to be bound between her parted lips,teeh and her tongue pressed between the two overlapping braids of rope. Lucian smirked as he knelt down over the helpless Rogue before saying "Two days. No food,water,movement..." Then came the thick fabric that was bound around the eyes of Rogue. "Light...or..." Then came the pressing of plastic being forced into her ears and the even the sound of raiders murmuring was gone. Only deafening silence and darkness.