Interrogations

Pam told Tara she was not to be disturbed until she emerged from the basement; descending the stairs in a pair of new thigh high boots with leather pants and a sexy little corset, she was ready to begin her questioning. No one had any leads on Bubba, and they had round the clock search parties for him. Right now she was going to have some fun with the two idiot weres who attacked her.

Stepping off of the last step, the heel of her boot clicking against the cement floors echoing the room. Both hands on her hips as she looked at both of them with a straight cold face. "Who.Sent.You?"

One were looked up and rolled his eyes. "It's the evil stepford wife." Pam cocked a brow and turned her head slightly taking his words in. She stepped close to him and placed the tip of her boot on his crotch and applied pressure. He tilted his head back and cried out as she grinned. "I'm sorry, come again?"

Eric entered the bar. It was closed today but that didn't mean he'd had any rest. He'd gone out to search for Bubba as did every other vampire around to no avail. If that wasn't bad enough he was getting reports of attacks on people from baby vamps, weres and even humans. Now normally that wouldn't bother him but the rumors said these were Victor's lackeys; which bothered him.

As he stepped inside Tara merely jerked her head at the door that lead to the basement. He figured Pam must be there because otherwise she wouldn't waste a second of downtime not making out with her new piece of chocolate. As he opened the door he was met with a male howl and Pam's voice drifting up. He rolled his eyes. His dark jeans were already dirty and his leather jacket had some grass and leaves stuck to it so he took it off, draping it over the stairs.

"What are you doing Pam?"

She continued to apply pressure to his groin area as he begged for mercy, which only made her smile bigger. Hearing footsteps she recognized them as being Eric. His voice echoed in the room asking her what she was doing. "What's it look like?" She moved her foot and he gasped a few times, tears on his cheek from the pain. Looking to the other were who sat there staring at the events unfolding.

"You want to try a different answer, tweedledee? Seems your friend tweedleDUMB doesn't respect people who can kill him." Arching her brow as she waited for an answer, but he remained silent. This would be a long night. Turning to see Eric approaching as she explained who they were.

"These two idiots along with a now puddle of goo attacked me last night. I just had those floors done too." She said without flinching or making a face, she was bored with the whole idea, and slightly annoyed about having to call the cleaning crew in again. Ginger wouldn't last much more glamouring.

He rolled his eyes "We have no time to be playing dungeon master Pam. Just glamour them into telling you what you want" he said as he leaned against a concrete beam. Frankly even if these people had attacked Pam he had bigger fish to fry what with finding Bubba before his head departed company from his shoulders.

Tilting her head to the side and sighing with a roll of her eyes. "Fine." She was having fun, slightly. They both closed their eyes tightly and she just chuckled. Stepping her boot back into the groin of the one who called her a stepford wife, he opened his eyes wide in pain and she looked deeply into them, catching his gaze and putting him directly under her influence. "Who sent you and why?"

He looked into her eyes and stared in a hypnotic state almost as he answered in blase tone. "Victor Madden. Kill Eric Northman and Pam De Beauford. Make it hurt. Reward upon completion." She smirked and turned to look at Eric. "Satisfied?"

He rolled his eyes "Hardly... it just adds another problem to the pile" he said as he looked at the weres. "By the smell of them they've drank V so they're useless to us for anything else. Do with them what you want but make it quick... as you know we have much more pressing matters to attend to" he said.

Although one would think the issue of Victor was more important frankly Victor didn't hold the weight that Bubba did in the vampire world. Eric would be a dead pile of vampire if he wasn't found

Giving him a nod she turned to both of them, grabbing each a side of their heads and flicking her wrists once, a snapping sound was heard before they slumped over. "Quick enough?" Walking around him as she headed for the stairs. Bubba needed to be found and he needed to be found now, otherwise shit would hit the fan....worse than now.

Eric walked behind her, grabbing his soiled jacket. "Once we find Bubba you can torture all the weres you want Pam" he said calmly, making a mental note to have someone dispose of the bodies in the basement before the end of the night.