<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;"><span style="color: #FF0000">Major Tom ‘TT’ Theophilus Peters</span></span></div><br/><br/><div style="text-align: center;"><a class="postlink" href="http://i1343.photobucket.com/albums/o793/Galvin_Fugazi/0b1c5703-1ec6-4951-9974-ee41ec21aa28_zps54ccd4dc.jpg">[ img ]</a></div><br/><br/><div style="text-align: justify;">Tom was wondering if Freya may really have lost her memory. But there were ways to find out. He'd give her a last chance. Looking at Geek, he saw him powering down some of the devices.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF8000">"You need her anymore, Geek?“</span> <br/><br/>The young soldier grinned and rubbed his chin.<br/><br/><span style="color: #80BF00">"No, not for the moment. I will take the circuits of the comm system now and try to find a way to build a jammer. I have three frequencies. One is the frequency which is used to transmit her neuronal and emotional signals, one is a tracking signal and one signal I am not completely sure what it is, it may be just a carrier frequency, but most likely it is the frequency that is used to jam the weapons. It will take me some time, but once I am ready I need her again for tests.“</span> <br/><br/>Tom nodded and started to remove the restraints of the princess. When she was free, he pullled her up quite roughly and moved her to the door.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF8000">"Tammy, you want to demonstrate her your little present?“</span> <br/><br/>The medic nodded and opened the door.<br/><br/><span style="color: #80BF00">"Princess. You had been a pain in our ass for the entire day. As I am tired to knock you out or run after you, I placed a little present in you. I hope it will make you a compliant and cooperating prisoner. But let me show you, what happens if you keep bickering...this here is called an explosive. It is plastic, you can form it in any form, for example a ball, like I do now. This is the ignitor, we press it in the ball. Finished....now let me place that...“</span> <br/><br/>Tammy walked out of the plane and over to the already damaged tree. She found a hole in it and dropped the ball right into the hole. Returning to the plane, she closed the door and took a radio control.<br/><br/><span style="color: #80BF00">"This is the control for the ignitor. If I arm it and press it...ouuuch....you see"</span><br/><br/>The bang outside had been quite loud and when Tammy opened the door the once large tree was laying on its side and the trunk was only a mess of splinters. She looked at the princess.<br/><br/><span style="color: #80BF00">"I placed one of these balls in that hole where you said no sex slave ever entered. If you run, if you anger us, if you keep on refusing to follow our orders......bang!“</span> <br/><br/>Tom lead the slightly shocked Princess into the cockpit and placed her in one of the seats, taking the one opposite.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF8000">"Okay, Princess. As you seem to have forgotten how nice you treated us earlier, let's start it anew. My name is Tom and I am the commander of this group. Your name is Freya, that's all you told me so far. Will you answer my questions now or will you continue threatening to make us suffer incredibly?“</span></div>