Fuse and Karrah Fuse- *She is woken up roughly...and by a very loud noise. Her sleep is torn from her roughly, and harshly, but not exactly cruely. She's woken up by Fuse slamming his nightstick back and forth between two pieces of metal on the wall hanging on the wall, some kind of weapon placed there for display. His nightstick makes the metal ring, and vibrate...making fr a hard, loud wake up call.* Wake up, criminal.*He nearly spits the words out...and as she wakes she can see her arms are no longer tied behind her back, but one is handcuffed to the bedpost, her body sprawled out on the hard ground.*

Karrah- *she peers up at the man, blinking her eyes, which are still heavy with sleep. She instantly curls up on the ground, moving as far away from him as she can, knowing that the only thing to come is pain...just like every other time she had been caught stealing...*

Fuse- *He flops down hard on a chair he probably moved a few feet closwer to her...The chair's large...a plush armchair...not like a tiny little folding one but an actually chair. He drapes one of his legs lazily over an armrest, and leans his back into the other, his nightstick spinning around in his hand...* Let's talk.*He says calmly, and cooly...* About your cult.

Karrah- *she tilts her head, watching the man carefully...and, seeing that he does not seem to be interested in using his weapon at the moment, she uncurls slightly...* *her voice is hoarse, from under use and lack of water, and is bearly above a whisper when she speaks* ...I belong to no cult...I am alone.

Fuse- *He shakes his head...and visibly rolls his eyes...sheathing his nightstick...* See...we have a communication problem here.*His gun is non-existant, it seems...as his standard police-issued sheath is not even on his form, probably hidden somewhere for safe keeping. All he has is the nightstick and it's makeshift sheath, an un-used belt loop. He's wearing a red undershirt, having discarded his blue overshirt a long time ago since getting back into the inn room. The bandana is gone, also, and his long scraggly, but not dirty, hair is a mesh around his face.* WE have to talk about choices, you and me. And I'm not talking 'bout like the clam chowder, the pecan salad, what the hell am I gonna have kinda choice. I'm talkin' 'bout choices like...what do ya want more...You wanna protect the scumbag that leads your little group? The same one that inspirsed people to kill children and animals, rape everything they can, and spread that goddamn drug? Or do you wanna be free?

Karrah- *she frowns in confusion* I have no cult...no group. This I have said before...I have no one...*her voie never reaches above a whisper...* I am alone..and i have no idea what you are talking about.

Fuse- Then explain THAT.*He removes his nightstick to point at the metal mask covering her face...* Gee, it's got a striking resemblence to the face armor worn by the Original Militia...Ya know that? Or maybe the militia isn't formed yet. But you're probably one of the ones that first started it...so...*He frowns...* You're no warrior. Therefore you can't be the one that created the Original Militia. But you have to know who did, otherwise you wouldn't have that cute mask ya got. Look lady...*He begins spinning his nightstick for more effect...* I'm not a bad cop...But I got a temper...I been demoted three times for...well...police brutality. It really pisses me the fuck off when criminals withold information from me. Especially when that info can take down one of the biggest organized crime syndicates in history...

Karrah- *she frowns in total confusion* I know of no militia...LavaGod put this mask on me ...But I nkow of no..Original Militia...Or any cult or anything like that...I am alone...And he did this to me.

Fuse- *He rolls his eyes...and falls back more into his chair...lazily...* Do you honestly believe that I'd buy that story? LavaGod?*laughs...* What kind of a stupid jagoff name is that?

Karrah- *she blinks, looking surprised* It's..his name...His mother gave it to him, I suppose..*she smiles a bit, wondering if LavaGod even had a mother...*

Fuse- Well, whoever the hell he is, when he comes by I'll arrest his ass, too.*He shrugs and sheaths his nightstick once more...by his calm attitude it's perfectly easy to tell that he thinks he's tricked her into revealing the head honcho of the Militia...*

Karrah- Arrest him? He could kill you very easily, mister. I wouldn't recommend trying to arrest him. *she curls up again, yawning sleepily...*

Fuse- Defending the boss?*He arches an eye...and laughs aloud...* Well convict, whether ya know it or not, ya gave me the name of the Original Milita leader.*He shrugs, and motions to the cabinet directly behind where she's handcuffed.* Bottom drawer. My flask should be half filled with water.

Karrah- *she shrugs* If you want to kill him..arrest him..whatever..I wish you the best of luck. That bastard is the one who put me in this horrid thing and i hope you have fun trying to arrest him...I know he will. *she shrugs and reaches over with her free hand and opens the bottom drawer, searching for the flask with great interest...she grabs it and tugs it from the drawer, momentarily forgetting the man as she tries to open it..*

Fuse- *He shrugs a bit and doesn't reply...smirking a tiny bit, his mind telling him that now she's trying to dissuade him from his goal, which can simply not be done...He cranes his neck a bit...and makes a tiny noise as a few parts in his back snap, relieving it of some built up tension.*

Karrah- *she finally manages to get the flask open and quickly drinks it down in eager gulps, some of the water mising her parched lips and trailing down the metal mask...she forgets completely about the man and just drinks the liquid down...*

Fuse- *He waits until he guesses she's nearly done with the flask, and starts talking, so that she'll be done by the time he's ready for her answer.* I'm Fuse.*He says calmly.* Fuse Godless. First rank New Tokyo Rio Control Officer...And you are?

Karrah- *she drops the empty flask, the liquid momentarily quenching her dehydrated body..* Karrah Shelat...

Fuse- *He nods...removing a pad and a short, three inch pencil, writing the name down...* This is kind of irrelevent right now but Karrah Shelat, you have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law...yadda yadda yadda...you probably already know the words to this. Come on now, sing along...*He rolls his eyes and pockets the tablet once more.* Chances are you're never gonna see the walls of a prison, ya know. At least not any kind of decent one. Besides, the people in this stupid damn century have the worst law system I've ever seen. And they wouldn't understand why you need to be locked up.

Karrah- *she looks away from him* They will understand. *she shrugs* At least they'll feed me most of the time. *she sighs softly and closes her eyes partialy*

Fuse- You hungry?*He asks, shrugging a bit.* Sorry...I didn't know that. *He reaches up a hand, beginning to comb it through his hair...* Hmm...Don't know if I have anyth-Wait...yeah...I do.*He blinks and removes something from his pocket, tossing it to her.* It's not much, but it'll have to tide you over until the mainstream wakes up and they start serving food outside.*The object thrown is odd...nothing like the current century would ever see...a type of bar, wrapped in a sealed plastic...bright, colorful lettering on the covering...looking NOTHING like food...*

Karrah- *she tilts her head, picking the bar up from the floor when she misses the toss* *she gives it a quisical glance and then looks back up at him* What is it..? *she looks at it suspiciously, turning it over in her hands...*

Fuse- Hmm?*He looks to her...and then blinks...taking it a longer time than it really should of to sink into his mind that she didn't recognize it as food.* It's a wrapped product. Tear the paper off of it and eat what's inside. It's good.*He nods a bit...*

Karrah- *she nods and tears off the plastic covering, looking at the stuff inside a moment before taking a bite of it...She chew slowly, then, deciding she likes it, inhales the rest of it, as is she were starving and hadn't eaten in a while. She tosses the left over plastic on the ground, next to the flask..then frown as she realizes she's thirsty again. She just sits there...watching the man...*

Fuse- *He blinks...and looks at the girl...* Need anything else?*He asks...not nearly as mean as his voice was before.* Look...ya gave me the information I wanted...That's all I really care 'bout. Ya don't have to be afraid of me anymore. But I can't let ya go, either. You break the law, ya gotta do time. It's justice.

Karrah- *she shakes her head, taking note of the change in his voice..finding it puzzling...She glances around the room, her eyes finally resting on him again...wondering to heself about his strange speach and weapons.* *she tugs at her cuffed arm, finding it rather uncomfortable and unallowing her to change positions. In irritation she tugs again, frowning*

Fuse- *He looks at the handcuffs...and how she's tugging at them...* Sorry...*He shakes his head.* I can't take that risk of you being that free. I might of beaten you before, but if you got the drop on me there'd be no contest. *He shrugs a tiny bit.* You won't have them on long, but when I change them, you'll never know it.

Karrah- *she doesn't say anything for a moment...then shrugs slightly* Doesn't matter, really...I'll get used to it. I've gotten used to everything else. *she sighs and taps her head against the wall, a dull thud the resulting noise of the metal hitting the wall..*

Fuse- *He blinks at the sound...and then shakes his head.* Why'd you join them...anyway?*He blinks...not a commanding tone, more...curious than anything else.* I mean...what would possess any human being to...well...associate yourself with them? My world...my time...is hell because of the actions of your group. Humans destroyed their own world...and...I just can't understand why anyone would join it.*He blinks.8 I became a cop because I wanted to help people. Did you join this stupid gorup because you wanted to hurt people?

Karrah- Like I have said before...*her voice is low, more from the feelings of discust that run through her at the memories than anything else* I am alone. I joined no group. The mask I wear was given to me by LavaGod. He forced it onto me...I joined no group, Fuse.

Fuse- *He blinks as he hears her call him by his name...and then shakes his head a little...not sure if he believes her or not, so he decides to not reply...*

Karrah- You honestly think I would wear this by choice? *she sits up, her head tilted as she watches his reactions*

Fuse- A lot of people do.*He rplies...not looking at her...his head is lowered a bit, and his eyes appear to be partially closed.* Where I come from almost everbody wears 'em. Some because they're afraid to wear anything else...some because they just like wearin' 'em. People like me...we tried to fight 'em...but there's too many. And the ones they got are twice as strong as us. They have better resources, better weapons...they're in the better situation. And they're killin' my world.

Karrah- I don't wear this by choice, Fuse. I do not lie when I tell you this. LavaGod put this on me by force and now I can't get rid of it. I did nothing to deserve this mask. I stole nothing...I was innocent of what LavaGod really is...I don't know how to get this damned thing off...I wish I could...I have never before seen anyone else wear a mask such as this. I hide in the shadows of alleys and flee other humans durring the day because they scorn me..They fear me...I can get no job...I must steal for food...My only friend since this metal thing has been on my head was an outcast witch in the outskirts of the forest...LavaGod even killed her...I am alone...No food..I steal to survive. I do not do this by choice, Fuse. I do not. *she curls up tightly against the wall, closing her eyes against the memories and sudden surge of anger...*

Fuse- *He sighs...and keeps his head lowered...biting down on his bottom lip...* I'm...not saying I don't believe you. But...you have to understand my caution is because of my worry for not only the people I love, but the world I love. You haven't seen the future...I have...everything is devistation because of the Original Militia and the plauge drug...*He shakes his head a little...* I don't mean to be cruel, but you have to stay like that until I know for sure. I can not, and will not gamble with the lives of millions of innocent people...

Karrah- *she doesn't answer at first...his words slowly sinking in..* *she turns her head to look at him* Future..?

Fuse- *He shakes his head a little...and stands up...walking over to her to pick the flask up again...* Don't worry about that.*He leaves the room and comes back with a full flask...kneeling down beside her and handing it gently into her hands.* Drink this down and I'll fil it back up for you so you can have something to drink while I'm out.

Karrah- *she tilts her head slightly, watching him in confusion at the change in the man..she nods and raises the flask to her lips...drinking carefully, but eagery...*

Fuse- *He waits until she finishes...patiently...and then takes the flask back to the other room, returning once again with another full flask. he lays it down near her, and stands up again.* DOn't drink that all down right away. I might be gone for an hour or two...So it hasta last for a while.

Karrah- Where are you going...? *she leaves the flask on the floor, deciding she ought to leav it for when she is more thirsty...*

Fuse- *He turns around to look at her...and shrgs a little bit...* You said you were hungry, didn't you? Well, I am too. I have to see if I can find some things I need to buy, too. Most notably, bullets. I don't know if they sell them around here. You ever hear of them?

Karrah- Bullets? *she shakes her head* No..I havn't heard of them..>What are they? *her stomach grumbles as she thinks of food....*

Fuse- *He shakes his head.* I'll explain later. I shouldn't take too long, I know that you're hungry. *He turns his head, and looks at her.* What kind of food do you like, anyay?

Karrah- Food. Just food. I'm not picky. *she smiles a bit*