[gilga]

Mark takes Cynder aside and with a low voice so that FY can hear he say: " I do not want to interfere boss but we can't offer him that kind of deal, there are evidences of some serious crimes in there, rape torture. If I report him it is enough to give him the chair."
He off course does not mean to interfere just to increase the pressure placed on their Yogurt. His years of running con arts in the streets and three visit to prison facilities have made Mark a professional con man.

Fast Talk: 12d6t5 5

[Jack_Spade]

"Really, oh my. Well, that's unfortunate. Is there evidence that he did that on behalf of the temple? Puh. To get out of that he'd have to deliver to us the whole temple including the research facility and everyone who works there." replied Cinder in the same low voice.


Con: 4d6t5 2
Interrogation: 9d6t5 4

[luckace]

"Did I just hear rrrape? Torrture",Scacrow asks in a deep, rumbling voice. "Awww... now you're in one hell of trouble.", and he comes closer to the tied-up man, still playing with his knife. "See, we're not exactly fond of rapists here, right, boss?
 If I was you, I'd be happy if I got the chair, as my colleague said. Having your brain roasted from inside... not a pretty death, but still better than rotting in some dirty hellhole full of other rapists and murderers that only wait for someone smaller to unleash their anger on. You know the stories. People get raped and killed in these jails every day. How long would a pretty guy like you last in there, hm?

Well, but we're gonna find out soon enough, aren't we?"

If that counts as intimidation:
Intimidating FY: 15d6t5 4 
(8 dice standard, +3 for imposing, +2 for outnumbering, +2 for wielding a weapon)

[Volker]

Opposed roll (Intimidation): 10d6t5 2
Opposed roll (Con): 9d6t5 3
I know that you've got some serious net hits. The roll counts for the whole interrogation and I'll consider it during the roleplay in time.
Frozen Yoghurt fights for his composure, yet he's not ready to give in.
"If you were actors as fine as hunters, the policeman show might've impressed me, my friends. But you're not. Save your breath and put down the show. There are no police headquarters and you are no police. So tell me, why put up the show? You've got me anyways. I know you've got my commlink and you've searched it. I know that tying up naked men isn't protocol, and I can smell freshly worked steal. Put your conditions on the table, and I'll try and be cooperative."
Though he's still resisting you, you can tell by the color of his face, the sweat on his forehead and the small line that should be his lips, that he's frightened. Terribly frightened.

[Jack_Spade]

"That's what you think, eh? Well, lucky you. Tell us everything you know about the temple and it's grounds, the research and the kids that have been implanted. Cooperate and we might set you free when this is over. If you don't - well than you are dead weight and we'll have to get that nice priest from those pictures on your commlink instead."
Cinder answered calmly.

[Volker]

"And what makes me know that you would risk setting me loose, knowing that I'm a killer and that I'm going to take revenge? What makes me feel safe that you don't just finish me off once you're done with me? How would I, who trusts no one, trust somebody who cuffs me to a metal chair, naked, and threatens to have me raped?"

[Jack_Spade]

"Well, one thing is for sure: It's not me who has to convince you to work with me. There are lots of other ways we can get that information. We are not particularly interested in you - this is business. You'd do well to remember that.

Killing you is at the moment slightly more troublesome than not. I know you don't understand that - being a remorseless serial killer yourself - but some business partners can get squeamish if too many bodies appear after a run. We aren't paid to kill you, so we don't really have a motivation to go that far. But that doesn't mean we wouldn't do it if it became necessary.

Ultimately its your choice, really. You can cooperate, not aggravate us with your bullshit and in return expect us to drop you off somewhere after we have what we want - never to be seen by you again. Or you can be stubborn, proud, suffering and ultimately dead or crippled.

Because my group thinks that I am the reasonable, soft one, they said I should try talking to you first.
If you don't talk to me, I'll just give up.
I'll leave this room and I won't ask my friend over there afterwards what they did.

So, what shall it be?"

[Volker]

Frozen Yoghurt smiles, and it is exactly that way of smiling that gave him his name.
"Ah, good cop, bad cop it is. Fine, I'm in. I offer you a piece of information, you give me a piece of freedom.
So, let's start.
Firstly, the temple is run by venerable Shree Yela Sai Baba. Though some people are jealous and envious, he is the one true Avatar that is here to protect this rotten Earth. We are but humble servants who have the honor that the Great one doesn't mind the proximity of vermin. I guess you already know this much, so this comes for free.
Secondly, the temple is split up in different parts. The public grounds are where you can go. It's very you can receive the blessing of Shree Yela Sai Baba, blessed be his name. It's where the cockroaches crawl and the rats eat dust. Secondly, there is the Inner Section. It is forbidden to outsiders. The most loyal and proven members of the Family have their quarters there, me among them. This is also where you find the Unproven, the Acolythes. Your gutter rats will be here, too. They live, eat, train and study in the Inner Section. You will also find those who are close to our Holy Lord, and who run the temple.
And then there is the Sanctum, His private quarters. Few have ever entered Shree Yela Sai Baba's chambers, for only the Enlightened are invited. It is heavily guarded, and no-one enters without proving himself first.
I assume that there is still little info among this which is really valuable for you, so I will grant you this much for the aspirin. You see, I'm a reasonable man.

Now let's come to something new. You were talking of experiments. I assume that you mean our ... cooperationship with Faruke. Some of the Acolythes are chosen the honor to cooperate with Faruke, a Japanese corporation, who are testing a new technology.
So uncuff my left hand. I need to scratch my butt."

[Jack_Spade]

"Of course. Scarcrow would you be so kind to break Mr. Yogurth's fingers on his left hand before freeing it - excluding the index of course, since he needs to scratch."
He turned back to FY:
"I told you the rules - no bullshit, only cooperation will get you out here. Do you want to reconsider?"

[Volker]

Fast Talk (trying to persuade you to agree to (some of) his terms: 16 (dice pool) -4 (enemy) -2 (desired is result is more than annoying but not harmful) plus another -3 for what I'd call a disadvantagious situation: Fast Talk: 7d6t5 2
Frozen Yoghurt is indeed a very charismatic and psychologically skilled speaker. Of course, words aren't magic but they can be nigh as powerful.

The elf assassin swallows. He wasn't used to people resisting his power with words. He slowly realizes that the tide has turned against him. Like, really really badly against him. Frozen Yoghurt grows pale. Vanilla Yoghurt at last.

"I ... I trust you will keep your word."
He swallows again, his eyes darting back and forth, looking for something, anything to improve his situation. He inhales deeply, once, then a second time, a third time.

"All right, all right. I'm talking. Uldawai kh'oryalay! Faruke is a Japanese corp. I think it's a daughter enterprise of Renraku, but I'm not positive about it. I'm not exactly sure how it works. It's mostly non-invasive. That is, they somehow ... I don't know. Show pictures to them or something. I... We have a Faruke researcher who comes about once or twice a month. His name is Akihiro Matsuda. Matsuda is a neuroscientist. The overseer over the whole project is called Manisha Hatsumoto. She's half-Nepali and half-Japanese. She coordinates the project. Than there is - who else is involved, syerrhai! - uhm, ah, yes, yes: Uncle Prasad. He trains them. You know, aiming and stuff. And Ravinder. Ravinder is the one who does all the organisation: accomodation, food, daily needs and stuff.
You've got names. I told you names. Now let me go. Let me fucking go!"

[luckace]

Scarcrow nodded.
"Mark, can you find out if he had any conversations/meetings with these guys?"

"Not quite yet. At least one of them we've already had conversation with, so these news aren't worth more than a few hours of legwork. But still appreciated. Now I might just not actually break your hand.
What do you know about the kids? How many are there? For how long are they with you? And what kind of... training dis they go through?"

[gilga]

Mark cross reference and tries to verify FY's relation and correlation and correspondence toward these guys.
He texts Scarcraw "I'm on it, as he begins processing some data in the cafeteria drinking a cup of coffee. At-least the abomination that is called 'SoyKaf' that is coffee flavored.

[Volker]

Akihiro Matsuda: no relation at all
Manisha Hatsumoto: some messages around the date when the kids met her. Since then, some unreplied, nerdy messages from FY to Manisha.
Uncle Prasad: They go shooting to the same place.
Ravinder: They were in contact since the day when the street kids first encountered them. Since Ravinder's interrogation, there's not a trace from him.

Something is about to change in Frozen Yoghurt. You can directly perceive the process of his self-composure breaking down. His mouth is twitching, his stare is fixed on Scarcrow as he shouts out the answer angrily. Little is left from the cool, controlled killer you met just a few hours ago.
"What do I care about some filthy street dogs? They're scum, worse than the dirt under my shoes and the filth from with your ugly mother crept! You-"
He interrupts himself, inhaling deeply several times. He tears at the cuffs, moans, then answers in a calm voice:
"The project is now going on for roughly half a year or so. Currently, five boys are under observation. No girls. They have been implanted a modified datajack. They - ", again his voice is about to break. It's as he would be choking on his own words, "had a meeting with Ravinder at least four times a day, sometimes more often. They called it meditation, I don't know details." His voice gets barely audible at this point, no more than a soft whisper. "Uncle Prasad gives them ordinary fight training: shooting, kicking. Lately, Prasad met Akihiro Matsuda regularly, though.
Now please let me go. Please, please, stop it. Lemme go. I told you everything. Lemme go, th'ysei, th'ysai, dwalel, th'ysai, dwalel..."
Then something unreckoned with happens: Frozen Yoghurts starts to weep, continuing to utter the two Sperethiel words again and again.

[luckace]

Scarcrow resisted the urge to respond to the man's insults with a well-aimed punch. Instead, after checking if the handcuffs took any damage from FY's wild attempt to break free, he continued in a softer voice: "Hush, hush, little man. We're almost done." What a miserable littly punk you are...He had zero compassion for the killer, but he figured shouting and threats would probably just make it worse here. If the hostage resisted, he could still come back to the threats later.
"You did really good. Only a few more questions, then you can go home. We have to know everything about the temple. What security-measures are there? What kind of data-host do they use? Any special matrix-defenses? Any awakened people one has to look out for?"

He looked at his comrades to see if they had any questions left. If it seems like they don't, he adds: "Just these few questions, that's it. It'll be fine."

[gilga]

Mark say in the subvocal "Ask him about Ravinder, he was not seen for a while." Mark was tempted to have FY killed, his expensive deck was motivation enough. It is a lot easier to steal a deck without the victim on your tail for their expensive piece of property. Then again, it was like that with expensive hardware - at a certain point it is expensive enough to get you killed.