Who: Tess Mercer and Lex Luthor Where: The Luthor Mansion When: Backdated slightly Warnings: Mediumish Status: In Progress
She'd lost track of how long she'd been kept locked in her room, with barely any food or drink given to her. One eye was swollen and half shut, and the rest of her face was covered in bruises, from what she could tell when she managed to get up the strength to view her reflection in the window. She never knew when the Kandorians would come in next for another round of interrogation, and while she'd been silent thus far, she knew that she wasn't going to be able to hold out for too much longer. Another week, at most. Maybe.
When she heard the door open again, she took a deep breath, then forced herself up, refusing to meet her captors while cowering on the bed. Shifting to her feet, she fought down a tremble as wide blue eyes turned to the door. They'd already beaten her several times - what was the worst they could do? Kill her?