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Kage looked back, "go play with one of the little whores on the second floor if you can't control yourself." he smirked, "or i can play with you." his eyes drifted up OG's body, "actually why don't we play together?" he held out his hand, "come on, i'll make sure you can walk away this time."

Momo nodded a little, "more or less." he was trying to ignore the two men above them. the look in Kage's eyes was making him start to shake again. he closed his eyes and took a deep breath, trying to calm down. "sorry about this, we'll get out somehow." he whispered the last, not wanting to be heard.

Kage laughed as they went up the stairs, "too bad! i'll just have to hope your control fails." he looked back at their latest catch, "or mine." he laughed harder as he followed OG up the stairs.

Momo felt relieved when they were finally left alone. "Maybe that rival gang will come and destroy them." he gathered his strength and slowly, painfully, managed to get himself upright. "that or we can figure out something for ourselves." he started to moved his wrists, trying to severe the ropes using the hard metal. "Can you see how many people are here Hal?" if he focused on escape, then everything else would fade to the background, right?

Momo nodded, "this is a parking garage, right? there might be places were can hid if we managed to get out." he wished he had a knife hidden in his arm or something, "going to install one," he muttered, "good for times like this." he shook his head and continued to struggle, but his strength was completely gone. he had nothing left. "nnn-" he closed his eyes, "sorry, i'm kind of useless right now. need rest," but he knew he wouldn't be able to rest while here. "did they have any kind of date as to when they are planning to attack?" he asked, hoping it was soon. "it might be a good time to try our escape."

Momo looked down, "sorry. it's my fault you are having trouble, i'm sorry." tears filled his eyes and try as he might to stop them, he couldn't. once they started, they just kept coming. "i'm sorry," he whispered, his voice breaking as he started to curl in on himself. his body protested being forced into such an uncomfortable position, but he needed to cover as much as he could, "i'm so sorry, Hal."

Momo shook his head, "no, no, it's my fault. you-" his voice broke in a tiny sob, "you would be fine if it weren't for-for what they did to me."

Boss had heard enough, "Old programmed in emotions, huh?" he stepped out from the stairwell and smirked at the droid, "so that explains it. means your pretty old, aren't you?" he took a swig of their homemade moonshine and sauntered over to where the whore was curled up. a push of his boot sent the whore onto his side and Boss put his foot on top of Monoki's ribs, putting his weight on it. "so, are you back from when they made droids as fighters? wouldn't that be great luck for me?"

Momo had grunted softly when he was pushed over and now lay as still as possible, his red and swollen eyes staring up at the Boss with fear. he'd said he would deal with Momo later, what had he meant? Momo had a sick feeling in the bottom of his stomach. if that was what his men were like, was was Boss going to do?

Boss crouched down and grabbed the whore's chin, "that's a good look you have in your eyes." he forced open the whore's mouth and made him drink, pouring the strong liquid down his throat, "drink up, you'll thank me later." he laughed as Monoki sputtered and coughed, but drank more than spilled. "good boy. hey droid, if you feel stuff like a human, tell me. what emotions run when you see your precious Monoki?" he smirked, "do you love him?"

Boss whistled, "80% huh? that suppose to impress me?" he reached down and grabbed the red head's tied hands. he used the leverage to turn him onto his stomach and started to lift, placing his foot on the boy's back to keep it down. he had the arms fully extended back and was pushing them forward, his eyes watched the android to see it's reaction. "so what? you're pissed, but what good does that do ya? huh?" he pushed harder and heard a muffled cry from the ground, "what matters to me is if you can fight or not, droid. not how emotional your processors are."

Momo tried to shift away, but the foot pinned him down and held him in place. his arms were slowly being pushed further and further and while his metal one was able to handle it, his real arm was screaming in protest. he could feel the shoulder slipping out of place as more pressure was applied and couldn't help the whimper. "H-he's not a fighting android!" he rasped, tears falling down his face, "please. he's just a home bot, he can't fight."

Boss frowned and pushed forward, hard, causing the boy to let out a tiny scream, "then why should i keep you, hmm? tell me, droid, if you can fight, why keep any of you around?"

Boss laughed and let the boy's arms go, stepping away as he watched him curl up, shaking harder now than he had been before. "Good, i'm glad to hear that," he walked over to the droid and looked him over, "you're tiny, but i bet you are fast. the attack's going to be a breeze with your help." his eyes drifted back to the little boy hiding behind it and his smile fell, "too bad you got stuck with a couple freaks. though that one-" he looked at Monoki and lifted an eyebrow, "That are is interesting. i wonder if other things can be attached."

"Boss?"

Boss looked to the stairwell to see who was calling, frowning, "the ******** do you want?"

"There's something you need to see. Those damned Tanks sent a message."

"What?" Boss yelled, getting pissed, "show me." he looked back at the droid, "we'll talk later." he hurried up the stairs to see what had been sent.

Momo had lay as still as he could as soon as his arms were released, the pain having nearly forced him to pass out when they were being pushed on. his right arm was hanging limply in it's bindings. he didn't have the willpower to sit up anymore. it just hurt, it hurt so much. he closed his eyes, unable to stop the tears that streaked his cheeks. he just wanted it to end.

Momo opened his eyes, taking a shaky breath to gather his strength. at least enough to smile a little, "it's ok." he said softly, "not your fault. nothing you could do." he shifted a little, "need to rest, can't-" he dropped off mid-sentence, his body reaching its limit.

A tall man with purple red hair walked into Boss' private space and saw his target quickly enough. hands in his pockets, he sauntered over, whistling when he saw the one pass out. "finally had enough, huh?" he crouched down, getting on the same level as the others, "don't blame him, had a rough time. poor little guy," he stroked the messy red hair before looking at the kid, "you too, need to get you out of here. heya, nanny." he smiled at the droid, "i'm gonna take the kid and his dog, some friend of mine are going to hide him away 'til i can get you and little one here out too. i'll take the dog since i don't think he'll let me go with the kid, but i need you to keep quiet, yeah? don't want to draw attention to myself. that's dangerous." he pulled out a knife, "com'er kid, need to cut you loose."