Getting answers in all the right ways

[Taskmaster12]

“Oh you don’t recognize the sound of your bike? Should I Make it louder...or maybe I should just destroy this thing. Since it seems to be so minor to you.” Noloty would saying going to the table and getting a crowbar something told her Yoko knew exactly what she was facing and now she just wanted to see what she could do to this thing before Yoko caved. “So now where do we started. I guess we can start with the awful paint job. Super gaudy to look at it.” Noloty would bring the crowd bar up and hit the side of the bike. Loudly, to make sure Yoko couldn’t just ignore it.

[ragaz]

"well I'm sorry, but just because it's mine, doesn't mean it gets a personalized sound, but since you say it is mine, it is your funeral..."

When Noloty went to get something, something metallic from the sound of it, Yoko knew that she had to get serious. When she heard that metallic thing smash into her bike, that was it.

"Okay... I've got four things to say to you...
1: keep in mind that whatever you do to the bike, I'm gonna do to you.
2: you may be thinking that maybe I won't find you. Maybe you're right, but I'd wager the police has a better chance of that. You see... I might forgive the whole kidnapping thing someday and even if I went to police about it, who's to say I just didn't get mad drunk instead. It's just my word. My bike on the other hand.... Is visible proof of a crime and a subject for investigation...
3.the paint job is great. It's just that your taste is shit.
4. For maybe an hour now, you keep demanding me to answer your questions... What fucking questions?!! You haven't given any!"

[Taskmaster12]

“Oh impressive you can count. Well so can I. 1!” Noloty would hit the bike again nailing its side. “I doubt that, your not as good as na king up your boast as you think. 2!” Another hit on the bike. “The Police won’t do anything. I know you think we’re not very smart around here but you’ve already underestimated us several times. A report and investigation will be handled swiftly. This bike has already been reported damaged because of a reckless driving incident you really should be careful about those turns Yoko you really fucked this thing up. 3! The Paint Job is as ugly as your hair. 4! Once again you don’t seem to be very smart or have a good memory we’ve had several questions answered already some of which you answered some of which you haven’t so as part of your punishment it’s best you start remembering them now or I keep whacking this thing. Of course you could save this bike a few more dents if you puckered up and apologized to us right now. And We won’t do any more damage to this bike.” Noloty hit the bike one more time then raced Yoko. Confident she had shut down on her bases and readied herself for whatever Yoko might say next. Which would probably be some smart comment. “Anything else? Cause I can go all night.”

[ragaz]

Yoko made a pretty detailed description of the situation they were in, pointing out the trouble her captor was in, but the latter didn't seem to be phased by it.
Now those were either some really good bluffs or Yoko was more buggered than she thought she was. Like, this bitch gonna frame her for a traffic incident? For fucks sake...

Every blow to the bike hurt Yoko personally, gritting her teeth and bracing for every blow to the bike. Yoko was pretty sure that her captor now wanted to just mess with her as she would've already presented her questions if she really wanted them answered. This meant that pleading would not help her case and she would have to remain as calm as can be.

"Well, if you're aware of the situation already, then maybe you need to learn a couple of things about me.
First of all, if you're gonna kill me, then just get it over with, if you're not gonna, then you're in trouble, be wise you're simply making me more and more pissed.
The problem is with your memory, not mine. Remember when I answered your questions? What caused it?
You can't make me talk with violence. You know, if you asked me out on a date or something, I'd probably would've answered all of your dumb questions.
Also, I believe I've already answered the questions you already gave me. Well, at least to the best my ability.

[Taskmaster12]

“You know if there’s anything we hate more then girls who like to ignore us it’s girls who think there smarter then us. Especially because it never works out for them.” Noloty would reply. Smacking the bike once more before she got closer to Yoko. “Like seriously do you actually think we haven’t been recording your answers? We’re not making you talk just to talk here Yoko! It all has a purpose and if you just did what you were told that purpose would have been resolved by now. But here you are actually thinking we might kill you...and your trying to antagonize us. Bitch no one wants you dead, your too entertaining of a punching bag to kill.” Noloty said putting the bat down. “So here’s what we’re going to do. I’m going to give you one more chance to make things right between us. I’m going to play the questions you refused to answer but your not going to answer them. Instead your going to apologize for forgetting them apologize for accusing us of being the ones who forgot anything and then when we tell you to you will answer the questions. Do that and not only will we stop messing with your bike we’ll provide you with the cash to fix it...provided you keep cooperating past that point.” Noloty said as she got the tape recorder and started rewinding it. “A single hour ago we asked you a very simple question.” Noloty played the tape.

“So let’s keep talking shall we? Next question, Who in LAW did you talk to about sanctioning these matches? Or are you just going in blind on that? And on that matter what do you intend with your title and the title of the Belly Queen if you ever win it. These should be easy to answer shouldn’t they?”

“My mistake was assuming you had common sense. What should have been an easy question was brushed off with your stupid snark and attempts to haggle.” Noloty pressed the button again

"You know... I don't feel a whole lot of cooperaction in here. I was pretty sincere with my answers, so how about this - an answer for an answer, HM?"

“So...wanna run that by us again? Seems we have everything in order.”

[ragaz]

At this point it didn't seem like either Noloty or Yoko were getting anywhere. Especially so when Noloty wanted Yoko to apologize. "Apologize?" Wow. Yoko was speechless for a moment. This girl has no sense of irony. "Let me ask YOU a question - would YOU apologize in my situation?
Maybe you will understand this better if I use an analogy - I take a shit on your carpet and then I come to you complaining about the smell, demanding for an apology and to clean that shit up.
Let me tell you, I will apologize... Once the sun rises in the west, that is..."

Well at least Noloty made one thing sure - that nobody was gonna kill her. Of course, those were only words, but Yoko believed it.
"I do have a suggestion though - whenever you want to hit something, instead of hitting that bike, maybe you should hit me in its place?"
Of course Yoko hoped it wasn't gonna be with that metal thing.

[Taskmaster12]

“Well you did lie to me and say you answered all my questions so yes I would especially if the alternative was a beating. But I’d never be in your situation I have a good head on my shoulders. As for what I’ll hit, I already made my terms clear. I’m going to stop hitting you bike if you apologized and you refused so now I’ll hit the bike and you. See how that works, the one with the power sets the rules and when the one without power wants to haggle and refuses to listen. They get the worst case scenario. Better luck next time.” Noloty would jam the bat into Yoko’s body before turning her attention back to her bike which she would hit with overhead swings again, and again, and again, bringing all her might down on it.

[ragaz]

"Rriiiiight... Of course... Ghuuaapfff!! Well... Ughh... That's a compromise..." Yoko joked after getting what felt like a bat smashed into her stomach. Then she heard Noloty bash her bike again and again, and again, and a shit load times more.

" Alright alright, stop it!! Jesus Christ... I really thought that wasn't a question, it had to be a joke, because I didn't think you'd be that dense.... But alright, I'll answer it for you...
Who sanctions those matches you ask? Well, my manager and the opponent's manager, after getting our approvals that is... That's how LAW works, baby. Normally, at least...
You know, managers are only there to take care of paperwork, because I could simply text someone the time and date on twitter, with them being on board, then I simply come to the manager and tell him to set this up, that's it.

What do I intend with those titles? Well, I intend on keeping them, what else? Sell them on eBay? Heh, that's something you would do.
I mean I can't believe I'm seriously answering these, but in any kind of sport, there are these kinds of things called 'achievements' most, if not all athletes/fighters strive for those. At least all those who put serious effort in what they do.
Any more stupid questions?
You could just get to the point and ask what you really want to know instead of beating around the bush. Would make things easier for both of us."

[Taskmaster12]

Finally it seemed Yoko was starting to get the picture, understanding exactly what situation she was in and why it was ill advised to mess around. Though she didn’t do exactly what she asked Noloty still smirked, this was good progress. “So no special changes made? Management just goes with the flow huh? Seems like the answer to that question goes a bit beyond you. We will need to consult some higher ups. Oh well.” Noloty leaves the bike alone for now but keeps that in her hand walking towards her captured prey. “Now as for you. You still don’t get the situation we’re in. But being as your kind of captured that’s the one mistake that makes sense. Everything I ask you is important. There’s no bush to beat. What seems like a stupid question to you.” Noloty jams the bat in her belly again. “Is important to us. How important? Not necessary for you to answer.” With that she would drop the bat and proceed to start throwing left and rights into Yoko’s belly. hitting around mostly the center of the exposed body to keep working over the trapped and helpless redhead. “So maybe I should make sure you understand that before you open your mouth again or call one of us dense!”

[ragaz]

"So, you guys really are that dengghhwoockkhh!! Yokos comment got interrupted by another bat blow to the stomach. At least Noloty didn't hit the bike... She even dropped the thing by the sound of it.

However, that was only because Noloty was longing for some 'hands on' approach.
In other words, the captor started continuously throwing jabs into Yokos fully exposed stomach.
CLAP sound would be audible with every blow, it sounded like Noloty was beating some meat and we'll, in a sense, it was the case.
"Ohh! Off ttsk... Gghhnn! Nnngghrr! Uuumpphh... Hugh Hugh..." Yoko was panting to catch her breath after a series of blows stopped to the now red belly.

"You sure got something against my belly... Hughhh... Can't stand the fact that it's sexier than yours?" Yoko would joke.
"By the way, sorry for calling one of you dense. I meant 'you' in plural..." Yoko would add.