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"Sure, sure. Two days is all it takes, and I'm roaming around in a tight black suit and a mask, carrying the secrets to take over the world," Ezra hissed, biting her tongue to stop herself from screaming in misery. "What sequence? Whatever you want, I'll tell you. On God." She was breathing heavily, and her words were slurred. All she wanted to do was to correct the taxes on imports, but she ended up here.. What a mess..

Hans snickered at the mention of a tight black suit “my my what a filthy mind you have...” Hans winked at her again

She growled. "Quit with the flirting, Hans." Biting her lip, she sighed. "I'll make a deal with you, I suppose. I'll tell you anything you want in exchange for my release."

“Well it’s clearly working..” hans chuckled “and your release depends on the info you give us.. so what do you know?”

Ezra rolls her eyes, attempting to shrug. "What do I know? Your flirting skills are sickening, for one. But, besides that, I honestly don't know exactly why I am here, let alone what this has to do with the Soviet Union at all."

Hans became clearly pissed and shocked her again “just tell us what you know...”

The red-head was clearly on the verge of what seemed like crying, but she shut her eyes tightly instead. Furrowing her brows and speaking through clenched teeth, she continued, "About what? The Soviet Union? The people are cruel and the place is sketchy. As I said, I was only there for two damn days before giving up on the hopeless debate." She huffed. "Ask specific questions, and you'll get specific answers."

“Fine... where in the Soviet Union did you meet and who was your contact?”

She smiled. "Thank you for a question I can answer." Thinking for a moment, Ezra mumbled. "It was about a year ago, I believe. I was going up against Laurence Felix, and, of course, he had won the debate, seeing as the people of the area clearly trust someone they know rather than a red-head who was trying to change their minds. Why was I there? To stop the damn violence that was going on. But, look where it has gotten us; there's a war, I'm being accused, and you're wasting your time."

“Where was your case heard and who attended?”

Closing her eyes, she leaned her head back. "I was in Baku, I think, but I'm not sure who attended. It was in a courthouse- a rather large one, to say the least. I was in unfamiliar land with myself, and myself only. How would I know who attended and who did not?"

“Does the location known as red square and the kremlin ring any bells?”

"I'm afraid it doesn't. Is it important in any sort of way?" Ezra opened her eyes slowly, glimpsing at the captain.

“That’s classified...” Hans crosses his arms “now what specific details were brought up at your meeting?”

"Why would that matter, to begin with?" Ezra lifted an eyebrow, but sighed after a short pause. "I suppose we began to shout about weapons and their usage and disadvantages? Then we moved on to the economy, the government, and then we settled with the people and what the Union was doing wrong."

“Hmmm quite interesting...” Hans paused and promptly walked out of the room leaving Ezra strapped to the tazer table in a mostly dark room with only a dim ceiling light illuminating the room...

She sighed, closing her eyes. For the most part, Ezra wanted to leave and never return to this wretched place. But, on the other hand, her curiosity got the best of her, and she wanted to figure out what was going on and why she was apart of this. So, attempting to free herself from the uncomfortable straps of the table and not the room, she tried moving her hands to see if a latch or something that would aid her was near.

The straps around her un clasped and the door to a long concrete hallway with many other doors opened

Surprised, Ezra immediately sat up, taking a deep breath. Her hands were propped on the table, pushing her off of it as her feet met the floor. "Hello..?" The red-headed woman raised an eyebrow, blinking as she slowly walked towards the door that had opened without anyone standing in its entrance. "Hans?" Receiving silence and a voice that seemed to mimic her own as it echoed throughout the long hall, Ezra stepped through the door, peering around. "Is anyone in here? I have a few questions, since you rudely left me after I answered plenty of yours." She scoffed. Though, despite being slightly irritated, the emotion was pushed to the side as she wandered further down the hall.

An alarm would sound with the following announcement coming in over the intercom:
https://youtu.be/pPYujTsMxgw

(( the YouTube vids help kinda set the atmosphere in my opinion ))