<span style="color: #FF0000"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;">Tanita Carmen Alessandra Lopez-Delgado</span><br/>“Tania“</div></span><br/><br/><div style="text-align: center;"><a class="postlink" href="http://i1343.photobucket.com/albums/o793/Galvin_Fugazi/5f3673cb-dd40-4cf2-8eee-811a68c2052a_zpsc04e9728.jpg">[ img ]</a></div><br/><br/><div style="text-align: justify;">Tania had stayed close to the door, trying to listen in on Karra and the Major. She heard the soft click of the lock and tried to open the door, just to find it indeed locked. She didn't like that a lot. The Major had shown that the wasn't shy in beating up a woman, even if in her case it had been out of other reason and she was somehow happy that he had done it. Still the bruises hurt, even now after she had swallowed two painkillers the medic had given to her. Angry voices could be heard through the closed door. Too muffled to be understandable, but the angry hiss in Karra's words was palpable. Tania felt bad for the captain, she hoped she would sort it out some way with the Major, but from the sounds coming from the cockpit it didn't sound like it. Nervously kneading her hands she hoped to be able to understand something, but the voices got more silent and Tania was on the verge to return to her seat, when she heard the muffled moan. It had been the moan of a woman and Tania was kind of torn now. Why did Karra moan? <br/><br/>Tania moved her head closer to the cockpit door, trying to avoid the impression that she was listening in. Another muffled moan, this time more clearly a painful one. Tania's fist clenched automatically. If the Major would hurt Karra, she would come over him like a hyena. There would be no place he could run to, no place to escape her fury. It was her latin blood, she was absolutely short tempered and if she was on fire nothing could stop her until she was burnt out. More moans came from the cockpit. Sure there was the vague possibility that the two had fun in there, although Tania couldn't imagine what may turn someone from shouting at each other into making love. And she had never witnessed someone giving such painful moans during sex. Well, she definitely had not, but she had not really given any moans at all. Maybe she wasn't the expert in that, she had to admit that. <br/><br/>It was far more likely that the Major had beaten the crap out of Karra and the only sounds she could give now were some desperate moans, her face bloody from his beating, her lips split up and swollen. Tania wanted to get in there and help the young woman, she wanted to bury her nails into the flesh of the Major and rip pieces out of it. The moans got louder in there and then there was silence. As much as she tried, she couldn't hear anything anymore. Was Karra unconscious now? Or even dead? Tania had to know, she had to know if she had to help her friend. She tried the door again, but of course it was still locked. Her eyes looked for something else that may help her to get in and then they rested on the intercom on the wall. Could she, should she? Tania pondered about the alternatives and then she walked over and looked at the buttons. One was labelled CP and she decided that it looked promising. Pressing it firmly, she brought her mouth close to the mic.</div>