Tally the speaker
Two guards enter Nicta's room, without knocking. Surprising them both with the suddenness of the door opening, revealing two guards. With their heart beat pounding in their chest.
They spoke, “We have orders, to bring you to the interrogation room, can you both follow us”
Nicta looks over at Olly, and with a shrug from Olly both of them get up and follow them. One in front and the other behind them.
The guards after a little while end at the door where Izadora had been ordered to clean. Olly froze as they were about to enter the room. Nicta follows his gaze and sees Willa, in one of the standing cells that lined this corridor.
“Well that's not creepy at all.”
Nicta moves and stands in front of Olly. Getting him out of his staring, he looks up at her. His eyes glazed over with tears.
“Her actions are terrible. And most of her actions are unforgivable, but she is your sister's birth mother. But still if she comes near you, I will not allow her to hurt you. Know don’t worry she can’t get out of those cell, come with me”
With her arm around his shoulders they enter the room.
There was nothing but a chair in the centre. One of the guards stood near the door, as it closed behind them. The second move and stand beside the chair.
Izadora standing close by, turns to them as they just stand there. Nicta knows what they want without asking but this time around she is not going to do without them ordering her to anything. She looks at Izadora with a lazy look, waiting.
“I have been order to chain to the chair as a precaution, as the President will be joining us”
“I know she is, as I called her yesterday. I wouldn’t be standing here on the edge of hoping for a new beginning.”
Izadora looked a little stunned at this, but didn't show it. Nonetheless Nicta knows she is surprised. Nicta looks at Olly, and whispers something in his ear making his face turn red. He takes a few steps away and faces away also. Rubbing his neck.
She walked over to the chair but didn't sit down. She looks at Izadora, “send your guard away to the door, and chain me yourself and I will follow your instructions.”
Izadora with a deep gulp and heated centre, she thought to herself ‘Why does she make me feel so nervous and …..’. She quickly pushed that thought of what she would do with her aside.
“I’ve got her, Private stand by the door”
They stand there staring at each other until the Private moves to the door.
“Know that done, you care and sit”
With a devil smirk she moves and sits down on the chair. Once she sat down she pushed herself back, so that her back was touching the back of the chair. She watches as Izadora eyes her. Which does something to Nicta she hadn’t felt in a while. But she quickly pushes that aside, for two reasons. One is still not over the why she thinks of her when they first meet. Maybe it could be overlooked after their talk. But the more pressing thing, this upcoming interrogation.
Izadora kneels down in front of Nicta and gets the first chain clipping around her ankle, Nicta bites her lower lips. When Izadora pulled up her second trousers leg and placed the cold chains around her other ankle. She lets out a playful moan.
“I see you like, this kind of play”
Izadora looked up at Nicta, her eyes had become blown in arousal. Quickly she cleared her lump in her throat. Get the other chains. She is about to attach it when Nicta pulls her onto her lap. And whispers something into her.
“If they weren't in here, I would take you here. However you want me too. And maybe even them being in here. I would do it, if that's your thing.”
Izadora looks at her, and quickly clips the first cuff around her wrist and then pushes herself of from Nicta lap. Without saying a words moved around Nicta and attaches the final cuff. From behind, as she come up to stand she lean over and whisper into Nicta ear.
“I like chain on you but i can think of better restraints on you that made a grown woman cry, maybe if all goes to plan. You may have an opportunity for a play”
And stand back smirking to herself and walks away. Moving close to the door. Leaving a aroused Nicta.
With a heavy sigh and a little movement to get herself comfortable. With the sudden wetness between her legs. Olly joins her, stand beside her. As there wait.
****
Petra in the other room, down the corridor quickly goes thought of what to do, given Tally a quick brief on things to ask, etc. Luckily for Tally she was already accustomed to it. As back at her home town in Sacramento, California, the Matrifocal compound she was a speaker to thought that had on voice. Like a court room in some ways.
“So i only ask her about her Spree live.”
“That right, no more no less”
Tally could tell that Petra was holding back, was trying to direct the conversation before it had begun. She was going to ask those question anyway. But she had a few other that she been dying to know.
‘Why did she leave the spree. Why did she make that spree. And why didn’t she stop the massacres of civilians’ but she quickly steel herself not wanting the question in her mind just yet. Not went there a chance of corruption.
“Let go”
And with that both of them walked down to the room. Petra knock onto the door as Tally looks over Willa. Which she just stares daggers at Tally. She move over to her and places her hand on the glass on the window.
“Your luckily, that I am the peace talker here and not the one that will dish out your punishment. Because want ever Raelle did to you” she didn’t know her word right know, the mother taking her for a second “and made it into child’s play”
She step back at seeing Willa know pale face she turned a little confused on what she said and not thinking much about it enter the room. Tally walks straight to Olly.
“I am the speaker, as you here of ally or support”
With a small smile, “support, my words will only be to comfort Nicta. As she tell you her truth as. Raelle has ask for, plus it about time my adopted mother, get her name cleared”
“Very well”
Izadora both look at each other when Olly speak, his voice was soft and with a little drawl. But his voice reminded them of someone form there passed.
Known as Tally, Petra, Izadora and a few soldiers. They waited for Kelly and Sarah to enter. Nicta started to think this was all for show. That she was going to be sentenced to death, for nothing. Yes she was the spree leader, but she has never taken a life.
She also thought about Raelle, and how she can help her pain. That was now on full display in the infirmary.
"I hope, Raelle is ok" she whispered so that only Olly could hear.
He whispered back, "she with two of her lovers or polyamorous group or what ever she call them all. I trust Scylla and Libba"
"I do too, it just with her injuries not hidden, I worried there will leave once there know just how bad it can get"
"And that just your motherly worry"
“Stop it, right know” she said with a chuckle.
The door of the room suddenly opened, and there Alder stood there with her hand behind her back. A few biddies behind her, her face was natural.
“Shall we start”
*******
Known in the big room, Izadora and Petra with the biddies lined the walls of the room. Olly stood by Nicta, who was chained to her chair. Kelly and Sarah sat a few feet away. And Tally standing before her. Alder quickly dismissed the soldiers, having them stand outside. And to watch Willa, reaction to Nicta words.
“I am here to get to the truth. Everyone in this room be our witness that the truth is the only words spoken this day”
“We as your witness, standby your words” all but Kelly said this. It was an old saying. It was done as a bonding of the interrogator and the prisoner. Both could sense when the other is lying.
“I Tally Craven here by asking you Nicta Batan, are you spree?”
“No, not anymore”
“Are you there leader?”
“Once a long time ago, why does this have anything to do with clearing my name? Red” she finished with a wink. That seemed to make Tally blush but only a little bit.
“Then what would clear your name?”
“Me tell you about, what the spree was really about and my part with the group”
“So tell us your thought about the spree, then"
"It was a necessary group they get people to see the truth" she said with little hesitation.
"What truth, there kill" Kelly shouted.
Tally looked her away. “You may punish me after. But right know, I am in charge, do not speak out of turn again. I get your anger, but your given it to the wrong person” her words come out a little too harsh but she did care. She looked at Tally then at Olly who still had his hand on her shoulder.
"Whatever you are thinking, tell us," Tally asked with curiosity.
“It wasn’t until I had left the Spree that I looked back with a different perspective. For the longest time I thought the same as you do, that guilt of doing nothing nearly killed me."
She paused, this was painful.
“I didn't stop what was coming. Willa joined us, and changed things for the worse. That made the spree go from peaceful talks to bombing. But at the same time I didn't stop them, I was angry. And Alder, and Petra. But I couldn't kill, so I allowed someone to do it for me.”
“What do you mean you couldn’t kill?”
“Well Red,” she said with a wicked smile, “I am a pacifist, I don't kill and I barely fight. Only when there is a life in danger. And those two should have known me well enough to know that I wasn't do that. That someone else must be in charge but no. Believed the lie, now I'm here. And everyone other then Olly thinks I'm a terrorist”
She was about to burst out of her skin, her anger getting the best of her. Only with Olly's hand on her shoulder does she realise a heavy breath.