✶ ❛ GEM ❜
The words only help in bringing spark brighter again, some curses shouted and words along the lines of LIKE YOUR MEDICS ARE ANY BETTER YA PIECES OF KREE SHIT’. Some struggle is presented when she’s being near dragged into the ship, further protest and some fight bringing a kree a busted lip from a sharp blow of the elbow to the mouth. Nothing as harmful as she desired, but considering her weapons were swiftly taken from her - it’s the best she can do. ______
Which it’s deemed smart when they cuff wrist tight to the table, ankles the same to her chair. Had it been Corvus he would find a way to get out so much easier than her, but this was something a bit more complicating to her.
“This the part where I leave before ya ask me anythin’; change your mind ? “
She would be a difficult one to deal with, her screams and insults already testing his patience as was. A deep sigh escaped the Kree Commander as he followed inside the ship, ready to take off back to Hala for further interrogation and, perhaps, something more. It all depended on if she would be willing to cooperate and what information she’d deliver, though given her current behaviour, Yon-Rogg somehow doubted she’d be willing to say anything.
Upon returning and sticking her into one of the many interrogation rooms, Yon had a few minutes to himself to mentally prepare himself to be absolutely be annoyed and infuriated in no time. Another deep breath and he entered the room, an absolutely indifferent look on his face as he sat opposite her.
“Change my mind? I was expecting you to change yours. The easier you cooperate, the sooner you’re out of here.” Maybe.














