Intterogation

"I don't have any to give!"


"Lie."


I saw the man's expression twist. I gave Rain a look, discreetly pointing between him and the man. He nodded.


Guilt and regret aura in effect.


***

I pulsed out with my aura. Calculated, as I'd been doing as of late, to just extend a few feet. The others would barely notice it, if they noticed at all. A glance confirmed I was right. No changes in expression, no reactions, no anger or frustration with me.


"Tell us who paid you and what this operation entails."


No answer again.


Again, I used my aura.


Rain was exerting a constant pressure, magnifying regret, shame, and guilt. My power was a slap across the face, a burst of emotion, a feeling plummeting to the pits of the stomach.


In the wake of my power, they'd rebound, reel. Some emotion control powers could be used like that, to create a long-term effect that extended past the power's duration.


That lesson was being driven home by Rain's power.


"Cradle," the man said, his head bent. "Love Lost. March. They've met, they're working together."


"Kind of assumed," I murmured. "Try harder."


A slap of my power got a reaction from him.


"Last I heard, which was before we left for the restaurant, they beat your buddies. Both groups. Sliced and diced a bunch of them. If anyone asks…"


A pulse of my aura encouraged him to keep speaking. He babbled instead. "If anyone asks we were going to say we were with Tattletale until she bit it. We'll say- we were going to say, we only joined these guys when it was all over."

- Blinding 11.9