Pain is only temporary {TAG: Korso}

After Helga"s long conversation with Eva, she finally regained the courage to talk to Korso. She knew she would have consequences. Maybe even deadly ones. But she was determined to keep Eva alive. Eva didn't deserve this, what happened was her fault. She took a deep breath and walked up to his door.

Helga felt like a whole different person. The last time she approached Korso's room she was being interviewed and Korso seemed to love her. Now she was sure he hated her. She was probably not only going to lose her job but her life too. She swallowed hard and knocked on the door. This was it, this was probably the last few moments of her life. Normally she would be afraid. But she was calm and cool. She was ready for him.

"It's open," Korso called from the inside. Normally he'd answer it himself, but he was preoccupied with different tasks at the current moment. He stood in the bathroom, filling the tub with water. He had taken his top off to make sure he wouldn't soak it while doing this.
When he heard her open the door he turned the water off. The bathtub was filled, and walked out to see who it was, though he had a fair idea already. "Ahh good, you came just in time," he smiled warmly at her.

Helga opened the door when Korso invited her in. She heard water running in the bathroom. She suddenly wondered if it had been a bad time to talk. She held her hands behind her back and kept her head high as she walked further into the room.

"Korso, I need to talk with you." She said calmly. She walked closer to him and she kept her face blank. "You probably know what it is about." She continued to say, looking at him deeply in the eyes. She wanted to make sure he knew she was frightened, that she was ready for anything.

"Ahh yes, you beat me to it," he laughed and walked back into the bathroom when he had ensured she closed the door behind her. Not like anyone were to hear this anyway, the guy was unconcious.
"You can put your badge, weapons and uniform on the table, I'm almost done here. Then we can talk," he called from the bathroom, keeping the door closed so she wouldn't know what he was doing. He figured after what he said she'd assume she was fired. Well, that was part of the truth.
He got his cables and lowered them slowly into the water. For now there were no electrisity running through them, but that wouldn't be the case for long. This wasn't going to be a quick death, he had made sure of that. The electrisity would probably wake him before it killed him. He couldn't wait for that scream.

Helga nodded her head slowly and watched Korso walk into the bathroom. What could he be doing in there? She swallowed hard and took off her badge on her uniform and placed it softly on the table beside her. She pulled her gun and baton from her belt and placed it beside her badge. Then she looked at her uniform. She realized she only had her underwear on underneath. She bit her lip and slowly took off her uniform. She placed it as well on the table, leaving her only in her white bra and matching underwear.

She folded her arms and waited patiently for Korso to return. She knew this moment was coming. Her face was white with shame but she kept her face calm. She couldn't leave the prison without clothing, she would have to borrow from him, which ultimately made things even more awkward and shamful.

He walked out of the bathroom, still topless and handed her a tiny switch.
"Mind holding this? Doing some electrical work," he said smiling, it wasn't really a lie. He didn't give her the chance to reply before he walked back into the bathroom, checking the cables and eventually ungagged the darkhaired man in the bathtub. He wouldn't want to miss his upcoming scream.
"Could you turn it on for me? Need to check if it works," he called back to Helga, hoping she would do it. He wouldn't mind if she didn't, but it would be so much fun if she did.

Helga watched Korso walk back in the room. She was about to speak when he handed her a tool. She went silent and looked down at it. She watched him walk back into the bathroom and she frowned. What was about to do?

When Korso called out to turn it on, Helga felt a bead of sweat drop down her neck. She swallowed hard and stood there, trying to decide whether or not she wanted to push it. After all she had done to Korso she decided to might as well do one last thing in his favor. She closed her eyes and pushed the button waiting to see what would happen.

He knew she'd fallen for it the moment his unsuspecting victim started shaking violently. His eyes shot open and he let out a bloodcurdling scream before he fell silent. His eyes still laid open, and it looked and smelled like he had lost control over both his bladder and other things.. Lannister wouldn't be very happy about cleaning that up, but at least it was already wet.
He walked back out grinning smugly, knowing she must have heard the scream. A deaf grandmother would have heard that scream. On his way out he grabbed the prisoner suit the man had worn before his tragic passing and tossed it at Helga. "Get dressed," he said.
There was a reason he'd made her get rid of all her weapons while he still kept his. If she tried anything funny, she wouldn't have time before he stopped her.

Helga's eyes shot open when she heard the scream. She dropped the button and stepped back. No, no, no. It wasn't a woman's scream which meant it wasn't Eva but she still had killed someone else. "Did I just kill someone?" She said loudly, as Korso stepped back into the room. Instead of answering, he threw her a jumpsuit.

She looked at it curiously. "I can't wear this," she said with a cold tone. "I will look like a prisoner." She looked at Korso trying to figure out what he was doing.

"Yeah, well, that's part of the point," he said. "Just put it on." He had been joyful and smiling just a few seconds earlier, when he had been killing A54521, now his face held no hint that he had ever laughed at all, except from his wrinkles.
The jumpsuit would look incredibly big on her, having taken it from the biggest guy in the prison. He considered that an extra amusement. He let his hand slide to his back and let his fingers wrap around his gun. He'd be ready, just in case..

Helga stood there, her mouth dropping just a little. She realized what Korso was doing. She was a prisoner now, that was her punishment. She felt a bit light-headed and became dizzy. "You can't just do this to me." She tried to argue, but she knew he was right. She had know killed two people. That could land her in prison for the rest of her life. She swallowed hard and bit her lip.

Helga stared at the jumpsuit then lifted it up. She looked back up at his hard glaze and gave him a long look. She debated running to her gun and shooting him but she knew he had to be armed too. She wasn't going to do something stupid. She slowly stepped into the jumpsuit and zipped it up. Her hands couldn't help but shake uncontrollably. She felt utterly sick to her stomach.

He was almost a bit disappointed when she put the jumpsuit on, he had liked the sight of her in her underwear. She wasn't as hot as Lannister, but she wasn't half bad... oh well.
He smiled when it was fully on, sagging everywhere. He could already imagine her tripping on those long legs even though she hadn't even moved yet. "Turn around," he ordered and reached for the handcuffs she had put down on the table.

Helga gave him a hard glare but obeyed his orders. She turned around and closed her eyes. This is for the better. At least now she could see and talk to Eva freely. She nodded her head to try and reassure herself but she still felt sick. She almost couldn't breath. She felt so ashamed of herself.

Luckily for them both the prisoner's cell had been gassed earlier to let him get to the now dead man in the bathtub. His cellmate should still be sleeping and wouldn't even notice the change until the morning. Sinclair however would probably be sitting awake in a corner all night hugging herself. He had thought she was strong, she did seem like it, but she was pathetically weak. She couldn't handle this job unless he toughened her a little. Or a lot.
He grabbed her arms and handcuffed her behind her back before shoving her towards the door. Time for her to go home. Her new home.

Helga felt Korso push her out the door. She groaned but didn't complain to him. She kept her head down and kept silent. She didn't even know what to think anymore. She felt so weak and pathetic. She just kept to herself and let Korso guide her to her knew cell.

(o-o soo Helga is now a prisoner and Gaston died?? :O)

(If I am following right, yes and yes :3 Though I'm not sure if Helga is a permanent prisoner or just a temp, guess only Korso knows and us peasants will have to wait and see xD)

[OOC: Yup, right on all parts xDD]

(OOC: Wait, so does that mean Korso is going to be hiring another guard??? Or is Helga only there for a little while?)

{OOC: I think Korso is hiring another guard but even I don't know how long Helga will be a prisoner xDD It could be temporary or it could be permanent, we will have to wait and see xD}

(OOC: woot! [no offense to Helga xDD] I'd kill to be a guard but Ylva will probably go to someone on the waiting list first )

{OOC: Haha none taken It will be interesting being a prisoner xD Megara is in earshot of Helga's cell, so if you ever want to rp just message me }

(OOC: Woot! I might do that xDD)