Captured Kitty Part 2

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Daryus lay on the hard metal table looing around. The woman hadn't been able to get much information out of him. She knew about Starfleet, but didn't know where they were. She knew a bit about their species. Daryus was able to gather a bit of informatin from the guards. The H'tiss weren't a species, but an organization like an empire. The guards were hinchmen for this woman and others like her. Their technology was vastly superior, although all he had seen were the transporter rifles. The woman walked back into the shack and smiled when she saw that Daryus was awake.

"So Lt Daryus, are you ready to cooperate now." She motioned for the guards to leave.

Daryus looked at her and grinned. "No, I'm not. I've told you enough." In my society all we have to give is our name, rank and serial number. I've told you too much already.

The woman turned beet red. "I will skin you alive, and hang your fur in my office!" She grabbed on of the pain sticks leaning against the wall.

Daryus' sensitive kitty ears started buzzing. He could hear the whine of a transporter beam outside. He laughed because he knew she could not. "I would suggest you release us now." He listened as the guards outside started rushing around. Yes, they were going to be rescued, he hoped. More later.

 

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