Nothing happanes. After a while a messge aperes on all electronic devices in a 25 foot radius. "You will not get any information from him there is no way to break this fail lock. All data will be delated"
Scars shrugs, "Oh well... sh*t... I don't know anything about that garbage anyhow. Party's over." Scars let's out a angry sigh.
Vince smirks, "So he's useless to us then? How bout we just kill him, then!" Vince is smirking very largely with his last statement.
Scars feels like he senses something near, and feels like he should walk outside. "Guys... I'll be right back..." He then walks out of the shack and closes the door behind him. He has this pang in his heart, like something is calling him to look around, "Hello?" He calls out innocently.
"Well that's a load of crap," Veranda said, flailing her arms. "Oh well, we'll just have to keep him until we find a use for him. And trust me," She directed it towards Will. "We will find a a use for you."
She was hoping to get some information out of this guy; deep down she really wanted to know who it was that killed her sister too... She then remembered that Cyrus and Scars had apparently been in the group Momiji was in; the rebel group who was fighting against the government five years back. She wanted to ask both of them what had happened to Momiji, but held back with this many people around.
He called out in a calm voice again, "Hello? I won't hurt you or anything, just come out. I know you're out here..." He wasn't sure why, but he was just so determined to know if someone was really out there. He paced around the front door, debating whether it was a good idea or not to look around the building.
Vince shrugs, "Oh, finding a use for this dastard will be the easy part... what we'll do with him afterwards will be difficult. So many different ways to put a person out of their misery, you know?" He chuckles.